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Three hours later, the headquarters of the Ancheng Anomaly Bureau.

The heavy rain outside the window was still washing the buildings, and a group of people headed by Li Shouzhen stood opposite each other in the office inside the window, lost in thought.

"Just now Kunlun University sent a message that the suspected soul-eater's problem in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor has been resolved."

"...No need to notify, we all know about this." A person in the dinner replied with a dark face, "...the whole Ancheng city, no, the whole China and the whole world will soon know about it. ."

Kunlun University is always doing things beyond people's expectations, and it's the same this time.

The conjecture of the Ring City Soul Eater was confirmed, and the school really did what it said. It destroyed the eyes of the Ring City team in one fell swoop, and saved thousands of lives in Ancheng from being convulsed.

The only minor problem is...because of this, Shi Huang's tomb collapsed.

It is not the chemical destruction in the general archeological sense, but the destruction of physical properties.

When the archaeologists rushed into the cemetery, they were left with nothing but ruins. The mountain bag that originally buried the mausoleum completely disappeared—literally, a mountain collapsed.

When the news came, the entire department was almost shaken three times.

The previous Fairy Games had given them a full understanding of the strength of those students, no matter how outrageous, this kind of destructive power could not be caused by them.

In other words... the teacher from that school took over the matter.

What is in that mausoleum? Couldn't even the five elite-level foundation builders be able to deal with it?

Rao wanted to break his head, and they couldn't know one or two, but the torrential rain caused by the turbulence of spiritual power outside the window was enough to explain the horror of this.

But now, there are more issues that need attention...

There was a creak from the door, and the person holding the folder pushed the door into the room. The sign on the chest had the logo of the Cultural Relics Bureau.

"Commissioner Wang, here it is."

Someone got up and shook hands with him during the dinner.

"Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum is destroyed?!" The commissioner of the Cultural Relics Bureau with white temples asked in a shaking voice: "This...the cultural relics in there...the subsequent rescue development..."

"The follow-up work is already being arranged. But as you know, the tomb has collapsed in a geological sense. No one can guarantee how much valuable things can be snatched out."

Expert Wang held on to the chair, as if trying to support himself not to fall: "Who is this...what the **** is going on..."

Everyone was silent.

They can understand the feelings of the commissioner of the Cultural Relics Bureau: In the archaeological world, the tomb of Qin Shihuang collapsed, and this influence is like the collapse of the Forbidden City in China. The problem is no longer a simple economic loss that can be described, it can be called a history. event.

And no one outside even knew how this incident happened.

A group of people sat at the table, staring at each other, weighing themselves.

But it didn't take long for the door to be pushed open again. Several commissioners entered the room, dragging a large box behind them.

"This is something that Kunlun University has just sent."

The box opened, and what was exposed inside made everyone stand up.

"This is…"

Inside the box are piles of silk and bamboo slips, all of which are blessed with special protective spells, which look like brand new and will not be destroyed even if placed in an aerobic environment.

Commissioner Wang stepped up to the box, looked straight for a while, and then almost whispered: "This is a small seal script...this signature is...Han Feizi?! Is this?!"

"Just as you said." The employee who came in said, "This is the'Hundred Family Suicide Note', unearthed from the Mausoleum of Emperor Qin Shi Huang. Kunlun University stated that they would donate all these to the Cultural Relics Bureau."

After a word, the audience was silent.

These things don't contain any exercises and no secrets, but as long as you have learned a bit of history, you won't be ignorant of their value, or it should be said that they are priceless at all.

Even if it is put in the National Museum, this can be regarded as a town hall-level existence, and every page taken out is enough to rewrite the current Chinese history textbook. If this news is released, the entire history and Chinese language and literature circles will be crazy about it.

Kunlun University actually found a baby of this level, and did he donate all of it?

"In addition to these, the university also sent a message by the way. They apologized for the improper actions this time. Regarding issues related to the Tomb of the First Emperor, they stated that they would send someone to contact us in the follow-up to inform us about the whole thing. The ins and outs, and donate all the rescued historical relics to the country."

"This box of'Hundred Family Suicide Letters' is only the first batch, and there will be other items to be sent in the future, so that the Cultural Heritage Bureau will pay attention to it. It is worth mentioning that the signature of this news is not Kunlun University, but a person surnamed Wei ."

After the man finished speaking, he looked at Commissioner Wang in front of him, who stared at the box with a dull face, as if he hadn't recovered from this huge turning point.

Due to inadequate development methods, these things originally took at least two hundred years to actually come out, but now they are born prematurely because of Kunlun University, which means that the historian has taken a step two hundred years ahead of schedule.

Even if it has nothing to do with Xiuxian, this gift is too expensive. That is to say, there is no archaeology major in Kunlun University, otherwise this box alone can fill the academic contribution.

The others in the room also looked at each other. When I got the news just now, there were some people who were quite prejudiced about the impact of that school. They thought it was a warning and asked the school to give an explanation. But now this box of cultural relics has directly blocked their mouths. .

Originally, this behavior was considered to have saved Ancheng City, and the other party took the initiative to put down his body and admitted that he was wrong, and even sent such a generous gift, so what can he say?

Give you a box of national treasures, don't beep.

"...Okay, got it. Then come here today, everyone go to work first. Whether it is the abnormal weather caused by the turbulent flow of spiritual power or the handling of the collapse of the imperial tomb, there is still a lot to do. "

"Of course, on the issue of Kunlun University, follow-up conversations will continue, and we will try our best to direct the impact in a positive direction. Let us take responsibility for this."

As Li Shouzhen said, Commissioner Wang turned to one side: "As for the Cultural Relics Bureau, let’s focus on the rescue of the cemetery first, and see if we can save anything from it. If there is any problem, please contact us as soon as possible... ?"

"Ah...this...no problem."

Commissioner Wang replied, his eyes still being sucked on the box without blinking. After a long while, he started talking to himself in a low voice.

"That school...what kind of people are they..."

He muttered, looking towards Yushan outside the window.

"Who on earth found this book..."

…

…

Han Jiangchen slowly opened his eyes, seeing the wooden ceiling in his field of vision.

A faint scent filled the air, smelling like a school infirmary.

...So, I was taken back to school?

He tried to get up. As soon as he raised his hand, there was a sharp pain in his chest, like the ribs were all broken and the broken bones were inserted into the internal organs. The slightest movement made him cramp, almost Fainted again.

"Hey, don't move!"

An anxious voice came from the side. He couldn't move, he could only look around, and it took a few seconds to eliminate the ghost in front of him, and then he could see the situation clearly.

He was lying on the bed in the school infirmary, covered with sheets, and the huge wound cut out by the long knife on his chest had been preliminarily grown, wrapped in **** cloth. A person was sitting next to him, holding a medicine dish containing healing powder in his hand.

It's Jiang Ling.

Seeing him awake, she immediately looked like an enemy. He snorted just now, but it made her feel as if she had heard an air defense siren, and she panicked all at once.

"Is it all right? Where does it hurt? Where else does it hurt?"

Jiang Ling started to ask a series of questions, hurriedly grabbing the medicine dish next to him: "You must bear it first, try this first... ah no, no, this medicine effect shouldn't apply, you have to look for dracaena, you Don't move, wait for me..."

She spoke in a panic, and she turned her head to find the medicine in a hurry, as if he was going to die a little slower, and her expression was almost crying.

Probably she still didn't learn everything about Dan Dao, and she was at a loss for finding medicine. It's hard to imagine that she would be so clumsy one day. It made Han Jiangchen want to laugh a little bit like that, but it was a pity that he had to pull the big wound on his chest when he smiled, and he didn't dare to move.

She always seemed to have a way to make him laugh, even though she often didn't find it funny at this time.

He suddenly felt relieved. Although the whole body was still painful to death, he actually felt an unprecedented sense of relief.

But apart from these, he still remembered the most important question at the moment: "What's the matter?"

"We were almost wiped out in the blessed land. Fortunately, the teachers rushed to beat those people back in time and brought us back to school."

"You were stabbed by that golden soldier. When you came back, your pulse was almost gone. Thanks to Teacher Youhua who personally helped you stabilize your main pulse, you saved your life."

"But because of the erosion of Yin's spiritual power, the wound did not heal so quickly, and you have to rely on quiet recuperation. Since then, you have been sleeping until now, almost three days."

Jiang Ling explained, changing him to a new medicine while talking. Except for the almost fatal stab wound on his chest, his arms and back were all wounds. The scars left by sword practice on weekdays were mixed, new wounds overlapped old wounds, densely packed.

"I'm just a freshman, how can I make myself like this..."

Jiang Ling felt the wound on his body and couldn't help nagging: "What do you think of yourself? Do you feel that your life is so worthless if you know that you are looking for death and picking up the knife? Is it true that you can't do it hard, and you will do this again in the future, I..."

Presumably to cover up her gaffe, she talked eloquently, and gave him a slap in the face. But no matter how she quarreled, scolded, or threatened, Han Jiangchen just lay there silently looking at her, without saying a word.

Watched by those dark and deep eyes, Jiang Ling was discouraged again without knowing what, and she couldn't bear to talk about him anymore, so she could only stop her voice, and put her mouth flat in there to rub the medicine on him, acting cautiously, for fear of He hurts.

It was as if facing the dog who was in trouble, the slippers were all caught in his hands, but in the end he still couldn't fight.

Both of them calmed down, lying and sitting in silence relative to each other. She didn't know what Han Jiangchen was thinking, but her heart was filled with a thought.

—A person like her, who is really willing to put his life in front of her?

She hadn't seen this situation for a long time, and the last person to do so was already dead.

There are really people who will lay down their lives to protect her, and she is even a little flattered about it.

Jiang Ling was immersed in her thoughts, and she didn't know what to say for a while, but just continued with her work. After a long while, Han Jiangchen suddenly asked, "Where is the person you met before?"

He was referring to Su Yuzhu.

"He..." Jiang Ling regained her senses, rolling her eyes, "I was caught."

"...What?" Han Jiangchen was taken aback.

"Literally, after leaving the imperial tomb, it was handed over to the police to take it away."

Jiang Ling said: "After all, it is a tomb robbery. He is still involved in such a big and extraordinary incident. It is possible to follow the normal procedures and sentence. That is to say, watching that guy is still a minor and is not directly involved in the case. It is estimated that a few days of education. It can be released."

Han Jiangchen gave a hum, then fell silent again and looked at the ceiling, his expression a little bit sad.

He still remembered that Su Yuzhu said that the two of them were "of the same kind".

For the first time in his life, he heard the term "similar", and he couldn't help but think about the meaning of the "spirit person" Su Yuzhu said.

"Don't worry, we will definitely look for him later."

Jiang Ling understood his expression at once, and then said: "According to the current known situation, another person triggered the mutation of Shi Huang's Tomb. That Su Yuzhu was just an outsider who was accidentally involved."

"Now that the real murderer is missing, only he can have clues to those black hands. Then he will definitely have to cross-examine him again, and get information from him, including the things you want to know about the souls, but also need to understand. Within the scope of, there are still more opportunities to meet."

"...But! This is something for you! In the next half month, you don't want to run anymore, just stay here to take care of the injury and think about other things."

Jiang Ling's conversation turned abruptly, folded her arms on her chest, and said viciously: "Anyway, I can do my cultivation anywhere. I'll be staring at you all this time. Don't forget that I have imperial heart art, if you dare to do whatever you like. Go out and run around, and I will tie you back!"

She finished threatening viciously, as if finally spitting out a nasty breath, holding the wooden disc and stepping aside, she was about to change to a new medicine.

In this case, Han Jiangchen realized that she was limping a bit when she was walking, it should be the laceration left by the bow and crossbow before. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

She herself was not injured slightly, she ran over to guard him before she was fully recovered.

"You go to rest first." Han Jiangchen said.

"What's this called? It's summer vacation now. There is nothing in school. Where is the rest? It's better to be clean here."

"What about the others?"

"..."

He realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, because as soon as he said this, Jiang Ling's newly stretched expression became sad again.

"Other people..."

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In the alchemy room separated by a few walls, the soft white light and the delicate floral fragrance are woven orthogonally.

There is a long table in the center of the room, and Yuan Qingqing, whose eyes are closed, lies on it, floating in the air. Wei Ze and Hua Nian'an stood on both sides of her, their expressions gloomy.

The white light converged, and the petals around it fell in pieces, turning into thin rays of light into her chest, her body slowly fell back to the table, her pale face gradually rose to rosy, and her breathing became steady again.

Under the joint practice of the two teachers, she seemed to have fallen asleep at this time, and at first glance she had completely recovered.

But if you look closely, you will find that a pinch of pale white has been caught in her long black and beautiful hair.

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