my causal simulator

Chapter 30 New Goals
All right?What's up?
Mistress was stunned.

Immediately, he saw Fan Zeng who was originally sick, as if suddenly possessed by an evil spirit, with a slightly dull expression on his face.

Mistress was startled, and reached out to pat the old man's face: "Hey, hello, old man? Are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, Fan Zeng came back to his senses immediately. He looked at his hands, then touched his chest and forehead: "I, I seem to be all right?"

"???"

what's the situation?
"What are you talking about, lie down quickly!" The teacher was so angry that she couldn't laugh or cry.

Then I saw Fan Zeng walking directly off the bed, jumped two steps on the ground, and then laughed: "Ha, it's all right! Oh, I'm so hungry, my stomach is growling, Wang Ying, Wang Ying, what about porridge?"

The teacher's wife opened her mouth.

Yesterday, Wang Zhihe, the well-known Chinese massage expert in China, stayed here for half a night for the old man, but he didn't see any improvement in the old man. He even found it difficult to sit up, but this...

"porridge!"

"Ah, ah, here, here!"

The teacher regained her senses, and quickly handed him the porridge next to her. Fan Zeng took it and drank half of the bowl in one gulp, almost choking on it.

"Slow down, slow down!" At this moment, the teacher's wife was so happy that she almost shed tears, and quickly patted his back.

Fan Zeng was choking, but couldn't help asking excitedly: "Shuhang, are you really Qigong? My God, this is too amazing."

"Family handed down craftsmanship, sometimes it doesn't work. It's all luck to be able to cure the teacher. It seems that God hopes that the teacher will recover soon."

Fan Zeng laughed out loud, and it was obvious that Lin Shuhang didn't want to talk about this matter: "I didn't realize before, Shuhang, you are still a strange person! You actually became a student of my old man. You have a small stubborn illness, and you can handle it well." The disease is cured, haha, the old man has touched you."

The teacher's wife was so happy that she almost shed tears.

Some things Fan Zeng didn't know, he thought his body was just a small problem, after all, he didn't dare to provoke him, let alone tell him, but his wife knew!

Yesterday, Wang Zhihe, the master of medicine, told her behind the old man's back, asking her to prepare for the old man's death. She even called the children abroad and told them to come back quickly, but she never expected...

"Xiaohang!" Mistress couldn't help holding Lin Shuhang's hand emotionally: "I, I really don't know how to thank you... I, I, anyway, I must come to the house to play often when I have time in the future, and Mistress will burn it for you. Braised pork!"

"Haha, your mistress's braised pork is a must. You only cook a little at a time, and I'm not allowed to let go of it." Fan Zeng joked with a smile.

"You only have a few yuan, but if Xiaohang comes, it's enough!"

Seeing the two elders happy, Lin Shuhang was also in a great mood.

During the four years of college, these two old people really took care of him too much. Even if there was no such thing, the stewed pork of the teacher's wife would be enough every time.

"Then I have to go hungry every time." Lin Shuhang smiled and chatted with the elder before asking tentatively.

"Teacher, can you tell me about how you were injured yesterday? And...what exactly was dug up from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor?"

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After coming out of the hospital, looking at the clear sky, Lin Shuhang suddenly felt as if he had passed away.

Mainly because of the teacher's answer.

Two pieces of information, first, the matter of the Yin soldiers was confirmed again from the teacher, but it is not the large number of Yin soldiers that Lin Shuhang imagined, but just one or two scattered, as if they were locked in a tomb After more than 2000 years, I accidentally ran out and got lost.

Second, and more importantly, is one point.

The passage has been opened, of course, only the outermost Xianmen, not man-made, but because of years of weathering, the archaeological team of the research institute has entered the first section of the passage where the craftsmen were buried alive.

Some live photos were taken among them, and in the live photos that the teacher showed him, Lin Shuhang found something extremely shocking...

It was a piece of exquisite murals in the style of the Qin Dynasty. The rare beasts, mountains and rivers carved on it were all lifelike, but there was only one unfinished Pixiu, which was poorly crafted and carved in a mess. The novice sculptors are messing around there...

According to the teacher, this Pixiu should be left behind by the craftsman who carved half of it, when the Xianmen suddenly fell down, trapped the craftsmen to death, and then was destroyed by the craftsman in a revengeful manner, which just proved that the craftsman was completely unaware Under the fact that he was suddenly killed.

But Lin Shuhang's opinion was completely different.

First of all, those murals were also damaged by craftsmen a lot, but the traces of damage and the original exquisite shape can be seen completely, which is completely different from this unfinished mess.

Secondly, this messy thing is too familiar to him, because it is what he left behind in order to sharpen the nails and 'carve' with his own hands before he cleared the level in the passage for the last time!

I carved it myself, my own craftsmanship, can I not count it in my heart?Every nick on it is still fresh in his memory!
What does this mean?
It means that the simulator brought him back to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor more than 2000 years ago, and it even means that he really changed history!
And more importantly, this means that I might be able to give my modern self some 'souvenir' in the simulator from 2000 years ago!
Gold, heavy treasures, even antiques...

Lin Shuhang, who is engaged in history, knows the value of these things too well. If he can really do it, then what job does he have?In this life, relying on the simulator to deliver things to himself after 2000, he can become the richest man in the world!
I was a little excited, but finally calmed down.

School work is still going on for the time being.

After all, even if the simulator has really achieved this, it is still a very technical job to carry things from 2000 years ago to the self after 2000. It may not be possible for me to do it myself, and everything needs to be in the next chapter Experiment slowly.

But what kind of seminar, he has no interest at all now, and he doesn't even bother to perfunctory.

But after accepting Cui Mei's invitation and air ticket, I still have to give an explanation.

According to the teacher, the south gate of the underground palace town has been opened, and the research institute seems to have the idea of ​​continuing to investigate further, but the danger inside is not what they expected at all.

Whether it was to explain Cui Mei's ticket, or to help the teacher avoid risks, or even simply to save people from dying, he had to do this.

He went back to the hotel to find a pen and paper, drew a drawing about the north-south passage and the internal agency branch, then found a flash delivery guy and sent it directly to the research institute, and finally sent Cui Mei a text message.

——Deputy Director Cui, I'm sorry, but due to some personal reasons, I decided not to participate in this seminar.

——I heard that the south gate of the underground palace town of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor has been opened, and the research institute wants to continue to explore inside. I have some new ideas about this, and now I will draw all the ideas into blueprints and present them to you. I have no intention of fame , I just want to live a peaceful life and do some research I like, so there is no signature on the drawing, and I hope that Deputy Director Cui will not disclose my name and identity.

——The interior of the underground palace is full of dangers. It’s not alarmist. The miasma can only be dissipated in three to five years. Personally, I suggest never to open the gate of the underground palace. If possible, it is best not to open the second Xianmen.

——Finally, I would like to thank Deputy Director Cui for the plane ticket and Senior Brother Hu for the hospitality last night, Lin Shuhang.

(End of this chapter)