I Excavated an Emperor to Become a Wife.

There was no direct bus from the airport to the school, and it took two bus transfers to get to the school. However, thinking that Li Guoxian must have something urgent to discuss, Tan Cheng took a taxi directly after getting off the airport bus.

The taxi driver was in his forties, with gray hairs between his temples, and he was very talkative.Before Tan Cheng's butt was warm in the car, the driver was already talking.

"So you are studying archaeology?" The taxi driver squinted his eyes and said cheerfully, "Hey, it just so happened that my son-in-law spent 5 yuan to find something. It said it was a drinking cup from the Han Dynasty. I don't know what it is called." I don’t remember, hey, I happen to have photos in my phone, why don’t you take a look and see if it’s the real thing.” After that, the driver didn’t care about the traffic rules, and took out his phone from his pocket while driving , swipe a few times, and click on the photo.

"Let's see if it's true."

Tan Cheng, who was thinking about something like this, couldn't refuse, so he took the driver's phone and looked at the photo on it.

As far as Tan Cheng knew, there were very few bronze jue cups handed down from the Han Dynasty to this day, and most of them were modern imitations on the market. Buying 5 percent for [-] yuan was a scam.

However, when he saw the picture for the first time, Tan Cheng adjusted his glasses, looked at the driver who was waiting for his answer, and said in a low voice, "Where did you get this?"

"Where did it come from? My son-in-law said that he met it by accident in Shanxi when he was on a business trip. It looked very beautiful at the time. The person who sold it said it was from the Han Dynasty, but no one believed it. They all said that this pattern had never been seen before." However, it must be a fake, but my son-in-law bought it back like a ghost. Hey... I guess I was cheated?"

Tan Cheng swiped the screen and turned to the next picture, "This is not the pattern of the Han Dynasty. It will definitely not sell for the price if it is auctioned at this time. It is estimated that it will not be sold for [-] yuan."

After hearing Tan Cheng's words, the driver couldn't help but feel lost: "Hey... so the 5 yuan is a waste of money?"

Shaking his head, Tan Cheng frowned slightly, "This thing is similar to the bronze jue of the Han Dynasty. But it's not. Judging from the picture, this cup has no signs of aging. It has a thick patina, natural rust color, and a very delicate shape. The upper and upper works of the style and pattern in the Jue Cup...It is estimated that it has a history of at least a thousand years. But the specific situation can only be judged by seeing the real thing..."

"Thousands of years?!" The driver said in surprise, "Then why is it worthless?"

Tan Cheng looked at the driver who couldn't figure it out, and chuckled lightly, without explaining, he just said, "Keep it well, it's not worth much now, maybe in a few years...it will be worth a lot."

Yes, it is priceless. The patterns on the Jue Cup are similar to those of the Han Dynasty, but some of them are different, and that part is very similar to the pattern of geese with folded branches that became popular in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. It is simple and clean, until now, like this Tan Cheng only found the same pattern in one place...

Now being excavated, the unknown royal tomb in Ninghua Village...

That mysterious mausoleum that has buried too many secrets... Is it the cup obtained in Shanxi? Maybe there is something hidden in Shanxi?It would be great if I could get in touch with the driver's son-in-law and know exactly where he got the cup...

Thinking of this, Tan Cheng asked some more about the cups, but the old driver only knew what he just said, and the rest was not very clear. There was no other way, Tan Cheng could only exchange contact information with the old driver, It is convenient to ask about this cup in the future.

After chatting with the driver about how to identify cultural relics, we chatted about some things.

As the time passed, Tan Cheng turned his gaze to the window and looked at the setting sun in the west shining through the parasol trees on the side of the road and sprinkled the stars. As the car moved, the stars twinkled, which was very beautiful...

For some reason, Tan Cheng suddenly thought of what Jiang Bo, who was a graduate student, once said, "Instead of wasting time admiring those sunsets and starry sky, it's better to do a good job in research, and the results will be much more comfortable than those windy flowers, snowy moons." Jiang Bo said to Their entire department is famous for their obsession with archeology, but what happened to him this time... probably has something to do with that obsession.

Thinking of Jiang Bo's death, Tan Cheng couldn't help but feel chills in his heart. He didn't believe in supernatural powers. After living for so many years, he had read many horror movies and novels, but he never thought it was true. Tan Cheng couldn't help thinking about this matter, did he follow Lin Hongxing's tricks? Maybe Lin Hongxing killed Jiang Bo and designed to drag him into the water...

But Tan Cheng couldn't explain the strange power, and the suffocation that almost killed him even though he hadn't been touched...

His thoughts slowly returned to that night. Tan Cheng searched for clues that might be man-made. Thinking of those dark green eyes... his heart beat slowly, but Tan Cheng didn't notice it... He looked up as if attracted Looking at the setting sun, without knowing when, the sun turned into a blood-red wheel and fell on the far side of the old city wall. The black tile red wall was plated with purple-brown under the afterglow of the setting sun, smeared on the skyline, The clouds that were close to the sun turned blood-colored... It was astonishingly red. Looking at the gray city wall and the blood-red clouds, Tan Cheng seemed to see countless beheaded soldiers lying on the city wall in a daze, and the red blood dripped into the sky. Every crack in the city wall was dyed, and then the blood seemed to converge into a torrent, rushing in, dyeing the whole world red... And Tan Cheng's eyes were already blood red...

"... Son! Young man!"

Tan Cheng, who woke up suddenly, was already covered in cold sweat.

What was the picture that appeared in front of you just now? !

With a hint of fear in his eyes, Tan Cheng glanced at the ancient city wall of Xi'an in the distance outside the car window. The fire clouds were stained red by the afterglow of the sun. It was quiet and beautiful. Pedestrians on the sidewalk outside the car window walked slowly, as leisurely as they used to be. Peaceful, not as bloody as before, but... Tan Cheng didn't know why he felt a little uneasy in his heart...

"Young man, what's wrong with you? I see that you don't seem to be feeling well..." The driver glanced at the short-breathing young man beside him, turned the steering wheel and turned a corner, "Are you sick? Why don't you go to the hospital?"

Tan Cheng, who tried to calm down his breath, shook his head, "It's okay." After a pause, he continued, "Excuse me, how long will it take to arrive?"

"According to the usual time, it should take an hour and a half. I took a shortcut just now. I guess this alley can save 15 minutes...Let me see, it should take another 10 minutes to reach your school."

"Well."

But after a while, 10 minutes had passed, nearly half an hour, but the school still hadn't arrived, Tan Cheng frowned, and asked the driver next to him again:

"Is this really a shortcut?"

Tan Cheng's obviously displeased voice embarrassed the driver, "This is a shortcut, I've walked it no less than a hundred times..."

"Then why hasn't it arrived yet?"

"I-I don't know about this. This seems to be the wrong way." Afraid that Tan Cheng might think he was extorting money, the driver hurriedly said, "I'll pay for one hour and 15 minutes of walking."

Looking at the darkening sky, Tan Cheng, who was in a hurry, could only sigh. He took his phone and turned on the navigation to let the driver follow.

It took about 10 to [-] minutes to get out of the alley and to the main gate of the school. Tan Cheng paid the driver the money for the meter, but the driver couldn't take it all, so he took the money at the usual price and drove away.

Knowing that it should be past eight o'clock without looking at his watch, Tan Cheng hurried to the research institute that Li Guoxian said.

After swiping the key card, when I went to the small conference room of the research room, there were already many professors and colleagues who participated in the scientific research of Tomb No. [-] in Ninghua Village.

"You're here. Everyone in our room is waiting for you." It was Zhang Jun who spoke. After moving a chair to Tan Cheng, he stood behind the door and touched the chair to sit down.

"Sorry, something happened on the way."

"Okay, let's sit down first." Li Guoxian took a sip of tea from the thermos cup and continued, "Since Tan Cheng is here, let's let him talk about what happened that day first, so we have a good idea."

Seeing Li Guoxian's eyes beckoning him, Tan Cheng nodded and briefly explained what happened that day.

And when he finished speaking, the dozen or so people present fell silent. Tan Cheng glanced at their faces, and smiled coldly in his heart. Apart from Zhang Jun and Li Guoxian, there were two friends from the same class, and the rest had several classmates. Either they didn't believe it, or they had nothing to do with themselves and were looking at their mobile phones, while the rest of the people just frowned and didn't know what they were thinking.

Tan Cheng was looking at the faces of the people present, and Li Guoxian was also watching. He could see what everyone was thinking, and they didn't speak. It took a long time for Li Guoxian to ask Tan Cheng, "Is what you said true?"

Tan Cheng respected Li Guoxian very much. Seeing Li Guoxian asking himself, although he didn't think he needed to say anything to the people present, Tan Cheng still nodded, "It's all true."

Hearing Tan Cheng's words, Li Guoxian pondered for a while before saying with a smile: "The forensic doctor found nothing after dissecting Jiang Bo. He only knew that it was suffocation, but he couldn't find the reason for the suffocation... But Jiang Bo But he is holding a bronze mirror in his hand."

"Bronze mirror?" Hearing this, Tan Cheng thought of the jade pendant he had brought out from the cave and held in his hand, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with the bronze mirror?"

"If the bronze mirror is used for burial, the ancients used it as a tool to suppress ghosts. If the bronze mirror is moved, the ghosts in it will be released."

"It's just superstition, how can it be trusted? Professor, you wouldn't say that ghosts harmed Jiang Bo, would you?"

Looking at Wu Hai who said these words, Tan Cheng sneered and said, "I was the one who said that ghosts harmed Jiang Bo. You just misheard when you were playing with your mobile phone."

As soon as Tan Cheng said this, Wu Hai yelled, "Bah, what do you think I want to hear about your nonsense here? From my point of view, you are the most suspect!"

"Wu Hai!" Li Guoxian pointed at the door angrily: "If you don't listen, get out!"

Wu Hai is a graduate student under Li Guoxian and also Tan Cheng's fellow student. Tan Cheng's excellence has been displeased with Li Guoxian's favor for a long time. .

He took a breath, sat down, and said, "Professor, I didn't say it. Ask the people present, who would believe what Tan Cheng said? Ghosts? The soul of the owner of the tomb was angry and killed Jiang Bo? Don’t you just listen to nonsense?!”

Tan Cheng looked at Wu Hai and said nothing, because what Jiang Bo said was not wrong, let alone someone who hadn't experienced that, even he, the person involved, was wondering if it was man-made.

Li Guoxian closed his eyes and sighed: "There are many things that don't exist if you think they don't exist. I haven't encountered any strange things in so many years of archaeology..."

"Actually, I just came here this time to ask your opinions on the way of excavation. You also know that we are currently short of funds. That pit...even if Jiang Bo is gone, I also know that Jiang Bo should have dug it. Dissatisfaction with the excavation method is not this period of time...Professor Liu, please tell me your opinion first."

Liu Mingquan shook the soot on his hand, squinted his eyes and said, "According to Li Guoxian's method, of course it is the best way to protect cultural relics and tombs. However, we can't go on without enough funds..."

"I agree with Lao Liu. Up to now, we have not even figured out who the owner of the tomb is. The state does not provide funds. It is very difficult for us to proceed. Just the stone block, we have no cranes and heavy machines. We can't do it. Well, this tomb is very big, it’s okay now, but the shed we work in later will be completely insufficient, do you want all these cultural relics to be soaked in rainwater?”

"Yes, professor, we can find out the identity of the owner of the tomb first, and then slowly dig it out again."

There were many people talking, but a few words made the entire conference room no longer silent.

Li Guoxian glanced at Tan Cheng who was thinking about something with his head down, and said, "How about you, Tan Cheng? Do you agree to find out the identity of the owner of the tomb first?"

Hearing the three owners of the tomb, Tan Cheng's heart trembled. For some reason, he remembered the jade pendant with his name engraved on it.

Su Jingmo...

Will it be...

Frowning slightly, Tan Cheng shook his head: "I don't know."

I don't know if it's good to continue digging, and I don't know if that strange event will happen again...

"Professor, you just said that the bronze mirror has the effect of calming the soul, what about the jade pendant?"

"Jade pendant?"

"Yes."

Li Guoxian looked at the expressionless Tan Cheng, and said, "In ancient times, jade pendants were used to pray for safety and good luck, and to ward off evil spirits."

"Avoid evil..."

Not knowing what to think of, Tan Cheng's eyes flashed.