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Chapter 165 Archaeology, I'm Too Familiar (Subscription Request)

real world.

Anling City, Qingxiu District, Linjiang Prefecture.

The night has not yet faded, and the bright moonlight is reflected on the surface of the Anling River, like a silver-gray ribbon, flowing slowly and winding eastward.

At this time.

The system's voice sounded——

[Congratulations to the host for fully experiencing the 'Seven Star Lu Palace' instance. ]

[You gain the ability: the secret art of tomb-grabbing. ]

[Based on your professional life experience in 'Mojin Xiaowei (Dungeon: Seven Star Lu Palace)', the novel "Mojin Notes" (Volume 30) has been automatically generated, with a length of about 3 words. It is being automatically exported for you. The export will be completed in about hours. Please check it. ]

[In addition, "Grave Robbers' Chronicles" (Volume 1) needs to be published, signed, and have 100,000 collections before the second copy experience can be started. ]

【Special note: Avoid any data brushing behavior. 】

"One hundred thousand collections, the requirements for the first dungeon are not too high, but according to the nature of the system, the difficulty of opening subsequent tomb raiding dungeons should gradually increase."

Lin Chuan muttered.

Then, he slowly exhaled and calmed his thoughts.

He just cleared the 'Seven Star Lu Palace'.

The scenes in the Seven Star Palace of King Lu still clearly appeared in my mind.

The blue-eyed fox corpse, the qilin jellyfish, the nine-headed snake cypress, the blood corpse, the red corpse-bugs, the jade figurines, the purple gold box, the snake-browed bronze fish, King Lu Shang, King Zhou Mu, the seven-star coffin and so on, gave Lin Chuan a sense of magical realism.

Many of these things are beyond imagination and seem difficult to explain by science.

Not quite true.

However, this is definitely a big advantage for Lin Chuan!
It’s better to be unreal!

This will save readers from making fun of the book you wrote every day, saying it is an autobiography or a criminal record.

"This time, I am absolutely innocent."

Lin Chuan hummed in his heart.

It's still early in the morning, two thirty-five.

The flow of time in the virtual world is somewhat different from that in reality. This copy of the Seven-Star Lu Palace did not take Lin Chuan much time.

The wind was a little chilly at night.

Lin Chuan and his young landlady Zhang Xinxin's new home is open from north to south, and the evening breeze blows coolness into the bedroom through the window.

At this time.

The young landlady was still sleeping soundly, her body slightly curled up, like a well-behaved kitten.

Lin Chuan looked at the young landlady and felt a little warm in his heart. He gently covered her with a quilt and then lay down and slept beside her pillow. Not long after, Lin Chuan's breathing became even and steady, and he fell asleep.

The night fades and the morning light shines.

In the blink of an eye, it was already half past nine in the morning.

Lin Chuan woke up slowly and opened his sleepy eyes.

The rising sun was already hanging outside the window. The sunlight fell on the curtains, casting a faint glow. The chirping sounds of a few birds reached Lin Chuan's ears.

The landlady beside him had disappeared, but a faint sound came from the kitchen.

soon.

A little head popped out from the bedroom door, blinking bright eyes: "Chairman, it's time for breakfast."

"it is good."

A knowing smile appeared on Lin Chuan's face.

Maybe this is the meaning of life.

At least for myself, yes.

"Old Zhang sent a message this morning." The young landlady handed Lin Chuan an egg and said.

"What did Lao Zhang say?"

“The antique shop is booming.”

Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in surprise: "Antique shops are also popular?"

The landlady nodded slightly and smiled: "You made too much noise in Shanghai. I guess netizens found out through Tianyan that Anling Jinshiyuan Antique Shop is your property, so they all came to check in."

"Then wouldn't our store be an Internet celebrity store?" Lin Chuan asked.

"it seems to be like this."

The landlady nodded and then said, "Not entirely. Our antique shop still has a chance to become an official partner. Qianqian told me this morning that there is a unit in our city that wants to cooperate with our Jinshiyuan Antique Shop."

"What unit, what cooperation?"

Lin Chuan frowned, with a bit of surprise and thought.

"Wait for me to look through the information."

The landlady took out her phone and flipped through it, then said, "I found it. Sister Qianqian said that the unit is called the Anling City Cultural Relics Protection and Archaeology Institute."

"Institute of Cultural Relics Protection and Archaeology...did she mention how to cooperate specifically?"

Lin Chuan asked curiously.

The Institute of Cultural Relics Protection and Archaeology is a cultural relic institution in Anling City that has the qualifications of an archaeological excavation unit and movable cultural relics restoration. It is mainly responsible for the protection of cultural relics in the entire city and the proactive excavation of sites and tombs.

It is an institution formed by the merger of the Cultural Heritage Bureau and the Institute of Archaeology.

"The name of the cooperative project is a bit professional, it is called the identification, restoration and protection of cultural relics after archaeological excavation."

The young landlady blinked and smiled.

"It's a suitable major." Lin Chuan laughed.

"Chairman, do you want to cooperate?" The little landlady asked Lin Chuan for his opinion. "If you are interested, I will reply to Sister Qianqian."

"Okay, I'll make some extra money too, otherwise I'll just be living off you." Lin Chuan said half-jokingly.

"Isn't it delicious?"

The young landlady blinked her eyes as bright as autumn water and a bright smile appeared on her face.

Lin Chuan was startled, then smiled and said, "The soft rice is delicious, but the vegetables are even more delicious."

"Am I your type?"

"Hmm...why not?"

"What kind of dish is that?" The young landlady blinked.

Lin Chuan looked at the pretty face of the young landlady, pondered for a moment, and slowly uttered two words: "Zhacai." "Zhacai..."

The landlady was startled, and her face flushed immediately, "Chairman, you are being dishonest so early in the morning."

Lin Chuan laughed: "Really?"

"Hmph." The landlady pouted slightly. "Let's talk about serious matters. Sister Qianqian replied to the message. She said that she and the staff of the Institute of Cultural Relics Protection and Archaeology are here to pick you up."

"Okay." Lin Chuan nodded.

The breeze in the summer morning is always so refreshing.

The sun had not yet climbed high in the sky, and only a faint golden halo could be seen on the horizon, dyeing the edges of the clouds in a gentle golden color.

Linjiang Prefecture is located on the bank of the river. It is quiet and elegant, with birds singing, water flowing, and the faint sounds of vehicles in the distance. The surface of the river is sparkling, like a silver ribbon gently floating at the edge of the city.

"Linchuan."

A white SUV was parked outside Linjiang Mansion, and Shen Qianqian got out of the driver's seat.

"Aren't you working on anti-fraud? How come the projects of cultural relics protection and the Institute of Archaeology are also under your charge?" Lin Chuan looked at Shen Qianqian on the roadside and teased.

Shen Qianqian stood in the sun, her shadow spread under Lin Chuan's feet. She looked heroic in a blue uniform, with a smile on her sweet oval face, still so familiar.

"It's all because of you that I temporarily received a new project." Shen Qianqian said with a smile.

"Can you tell me what the project is?" Lin Chuan asked with a smile.

"This project is... you."

"Me?" Lin Chuan was stunned.

"You are now a talent in Anling City. The bureau values ​​you very much. It just so happens that the Institute of Cultural Relics Protection and Archaeology has just excavated a batch of cultural relics, some of which need to be restored. Director Zhang strongly recommended you to the Institute of Archaeology to restore these cultural relics. He was still not at ease, so he arranged for me to follow up." Shen Qianqian explained with a smile.

Thanks to the promotion of the anti-fraud app and the exposure of a large number of real pictures of the Laojie factory area, the anti-fraud situation in Anling City is now very good.

Shen Qianqian's work at the anti-fraud center has become increasingly easier.

Director Zhang Biao also plans to transfer some anti-fraud police officers back to their original positions after a period of time.

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Chuan said with a smile.

"You worked hard and went on a business trip to Shanghai, and solved a big case. I was thinking that if I was really transferred back to the criminal police, I would have to hold on to you tightly." Shen Qianqian blinked and smiled.

"The reward for solving the case must be mine."

Lin Chuan laughed cheerfully.

Under the bright sunshine, a smile also appeared on Shen Qianqian's face.

At this time, a car drove slowly and stopped in front of Lin Chuan and Shen Qianqian.

A girl in her twenties got off the car. She was about 170cm tall and wore a simple T-shirt in plain colors and a pair of jeans that outlined her slender legs. The trouser legs were slightly rolled up, adding a casual touch.

She had her hair tied in a high ponytail, her fair skin had a healthy hue, she had a quiet look, a high nose bridge, rosy lips, and a smile on the corners of her mouth, making her look gentle and lovely.

"Let me introduce my high school classmate, Qin Sisi, who is also an outstanding staff member of the Institute of Cultural Relics Protection and Archaeology." Shen Qianqian looked at Lin Chuan and Qin Sisi and introduced them.

"Expert Lin, I have long heard of your great name."

Qin Sisi stretched out her hand with a calm and gentle smile on her face.

Lin Chuan gently held Qin Sisi's hand. The back of her fingers felt soft and cool, while her fingertips had a light frosted feeling, like a thin layer of calluses. He smiled and said:

"I don't deserve it. How dare I call myself an expert in front of frontline archaeological excavators?"

Qin Sisi raised her eyebrows, a hint of surprise appeared on her gentle and peaceful face, and she asked with a smile: "There are cultural relics restoration workers, archaeological researchers, and archaeological excavators in the institute. How did Expert Lin know that I was doing archaeological excavation?"

As she said this, she looked at Shen Qianqian beside her again.

Shen Qianqian explained with a smile: "Sisi, this is not what I said."

Lin Chuan also smiled: "I write online articles. I usually write about various characters. I always look up some information about the characters' professions. Over time, I remember them."

If you are a worker in cultural relics restoration or archaeological excavation, the distribution of calluses on your palms will be different.

The former often have calluses on the pads of the thumb, index finger and middle finger, while the latter have calluses on the ring finger and little finger as well.

Qin Sisi's is a new cocoon.

As soon as Lin Chuan got the hang of it, he knew that she was a front-line archaeologist holding an archaeological shovel.

I am very familiar with archaeology.

"Writer Lin has a very wide range of interests." Qin Sisi said with a strange look in her eyes.

Shen Qianqian murmured, with a slight puzzlement on her face: "Lin Chuan, you have never written a novel about archaeology."

She is Lin Chuan's true love fan of the book.

She would subscribe to every novel as soon as it was released, and then after get off work at night, she would curl up on the sofa or lie in bed, immersed in the novel world created by Lin Chuan.

This is her way of peeking into Lin Chuan's inner world, and it is also one of the few ways.

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "It will be soon."

The first volume of "Grave Robbers' Chronicles" is scheduled to be published in a few days.

"Does Mr. Lin also write archaeological novels?" Qin Sisi asked curiously.

Archaeology is her major and also her interest.

Many archaeologists will write down their archaeological experiences in diaries, notes, or novels to record these bizarre and magical experiences.

She is no exception and is very interested in archaeological novels.

"Archaeology..." Lin Chuan was stunned at first, then smiled and said, "Well, I guess so."

“I know a lot.”

Shen Qianqian was an old acquaintance of Lin Chuan and they had been dealing with each other for quite a long time. She probably knew the characteristics of Lin Chuan's novel writing and couldn't help but mutter something in a low voice.

She guessed that Lin Chuan wouldn't do that, he wouldn't write it.

As long as he writes, he will.

"Then I must read the great work of the great writer Lin."

Qin Sisi smiled, it was like a spring breeze blowing on her face and the willows swaying gently.

"You'd better not read it. I'm afraid you'll be obsessed with it. He writes very realistically. Others say that the novels he wrote are crime... er, autobiography." Shen Qianqian pulled Qin Sisi and said with a smile.

"Qianqian, I'm more interested in realistic archaeological novels. What should I do?"

Qin Sisi raised the corner of her mouth and smiled.

aside.

Lin Chuan argued: "This novel incorporates some magical elements, so it's probably not very real."

(End of this chapter)