I rely on the map to guide Xueba

Wei Junxing also huddled on the sofa and followed him to watch.

"What haunted?"

Wei Junxing saw that there were ghosts near Wei Linggong's tomb, and the land boundary that had originally increased in price began to decline again.

He Jingshuo bit the apple he had peeled, noncommittal, and continued to browse,

"Ah, these days, no one can tell if it's true or not. The price just happened to drop, so you can buy it now."

Seeing that He Jingshuo was calm, Wei Junxing couldn't help frowning and uttered three words in a low voice.

"capitalist."

He Jingshuo stretched out his hand, and squeezed his waist very quickly,

"Don't be in vain."

The information collected by Liang Xinlei is quite complete, and every bit of trouble in Wei Linggong's tomb in recent years is all on paper.

They have only seen Wei Linggong's tomb in the illusion, but they have never seen it in reality.

The mound that was so big in Wei Junxing's childhood impression is not that big now from the photos, only the bluestone tombstone is still there, and the wind and rain have not changed its appearance.

He Jingshuo stared at the information for a while, then sighed,

"If the bones of a prince of a country were dug out from a mound of earth, what a wretched life this prince would have to live.

Not only did he not even dare to write his name on the tombstone, he even fought with his subordinates for a coffin after he died. "

Wei Junxing's two hands had already reached into his armpit, grabbed his itchy flesh and began to scratch. For a while, He Jingshuo threw the notebook aside, and began to fight back against Wei Junxing.

Although Wei Junxing is slow in learning, his physical fitness is not a problem. He has practiced with the Taekwondo club every day for a while, and his boxing and kicking skills are very strong.

He Jingshuo used to treat one person, but now...

In less than 5 minutes, He Jingshuo was pressed down on the sofa by Wei Junxing, with his hands raised above his head, and he came face to face with Wei Junxing, his legs were still tightly suppressed by him, and he couldn't move.

"What else? If you hadn't killed me, how could I not even have a tomb after my death?"

He Jingshuo was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe, his voice was a little intermittent,

"So...in this life, you owe me, if I fall in love with you first,...in the previous life, I will pay back..."

Wei Junxing took his hesitant words into his mouth, no, no one owes anyone, only them who love each other.

They are one, regardless of each other, regardless of you and me.

Wei Junxing only felt with his heart the happiness, satisfaction, and joy that He Jingshuo brought him, and no matter what happened in this life, they would never be separated again.

After a while of frenzy, Wei Junxing carried He Jingshuo into the bathroom, and fought again before coming out.

When he sat back on the sofa and read the materials again, He Jingshuo was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, so he simply turned off the computer and fell asleep on Wei Junxing's body.

Wei Junxing looked at the mound but his heart was surging, and for a moment his thoughts returned to Wei Linggong's tomb.

The tomb passages in that tomb are intricate and not the standard of a general’s tomb. Maybe it was the cemetery that Crown Prince Shen dug for himself early in the morning, but Wei Linggong died for him. At that time, he felt that he owed Wei Linggong his life, so he chose this way. .

But then the world changed, who would have expected that the state of Wei would be attacked by Qin, and the dignified prince of the state would be buried hastily without even leaving a name, which is really pitiful.

Wei Junxing looked at He Jingshuo who was already asleep, with simple and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at him when he is asleep. The Prince Shen back then would rather die than scold him.

Even if he betrayed, even if he led someone to kill him, he still loved this person hopelessly. What kind of medicine did he give himself?

Wei Junxing put away his notebook, carried He Jingshuo back to the bedroom.

When he was in Wei Linggong's tomb, he kept telling Wei Linggong that he was not Prince Shen, and the past was over.

But he was still reluctant to let him make this decision.

Wei Junxing still remembered the sense of loss in his heart when he woke up from the dream, but now that this person is close in front of his eyes, it is no longer unattainable, and the heavens in this world have treated him well.

He pulled up the quilt and carefully covered the two of them. Is it also his obsession to continue the love that has been separated even after betrayal and separation in this life?

Some things have long been doomed, perhaps.

In the history class, Professor Zhang tremblingly walked into the classroom with his textbook in hand. Before the class started, he straightened his sideburns and smiled at the sparsely populated 30 to [-] people in the lecture theater.

"Students, the professor has received your thesis, and the half semester is about to end. Although the content of the thesis is varied, they are all well written and deserve praise.

Especially Wei Junxing, what he wrote is refreshing to me. Although it is off topic, but in fact it is written around the theme, which is well-founded, so Wei Junxing is one of them in this archaeological operation.

There is also student Muxin, whose argument on Wei Linggong's tomb is also very convincing.

There is another classmate, Qiu Sheng, who also wrote a good thesis, so he is also counted as one.

The three of you can report to Teacher Bai Yi after class, and listen to him talk about the precautions for field archaeology and the equipment you need to bring. It is estimated that you will set off soon.

When the time comes, everyone must obey Teacher Bai's arrangement, and don't walk around casually. In addition to protecting cultural relics, you need to pay more attention to your own safety when excavating ancient tombs.

There are many organs in the tomb passage, so you must be careful. "

After Professor Zhang solemnly confessed the matter, he started his history class again.

It was expected that Wei Junxing was selected. Apart from being happy, he also felt a little sad.

Regardless of whether Wei Linggong asked him to destroy Wei Linggong's tomb was sincere or false, this matter is already something he has to solve urgently.

New Year's Day was a three-day holiday, and it happened to be Saturday again. Wei Junxing and Mu Xin sat in the back seat of the car and counted the snacks and drinks they bought under their feet, and counted the number of people who were going to go, and carried out simple distribution.

In order to prevent Bai Yi from seeing something wrong, He Jingshuo decided to invite more people over, so Gong Nianwei, Mu Xin, and Peng Wenyao were all invited.

Wei Junxing called Zhuohui again, and Zhuohui was very forthright, and directly drove his breakfast car over, intending to have a picnic party in the courtyard of the villa.

He Jingshuo bought a lot of delicious food, and the carts that came over were stuffed to the brim, and those that couldn't fit were put on Zhuohui's snack cart.

Mu Xin looked very excited. He was far away from home. He would ride a car back and forth on weekends and would not go back. When he heard that He Jingshuo and the others were going to have a party, he raised his hands and feet in approval.

Gong Nianwei was sitting in the passenger seat, wearing sunglasses, sleeping on her own, like not eating fireworks.

Wei Junxing heard He Jingshuo say that Gong Nianwei's company has improved now, but Gong Nianwei's acting addiction has come up, and he has been making film appointments recently, so taking the time to come to the picnic this time is considered a sneak in from his busy schedule.