"Ahem!"

The gray-haired old professor on the stage stroked his reading glasses, coughed twice, cleared his throat, stared at me, and said, "With the development of science, technology and economy, our archaeological undertakings have also ushered in a period of growth. According to As part of the national 'One Belt, One Road' strategy, we need to open up the cultural fortress of the Western Silk Road..."

“Now the Maritime Silk Road has started sailing, and countries along the route have received attention and welcome!”

The old professor seemed to be reading the textbook, which instinctively made me a little sleepy, but I still listened patiently to him. If he was relying on me to set the questions, the fun would be over as soon as I fell asleep.

"To completely break through this cultural blockage, we must carry out comprehensive excavation and site rescue of this golden silk road, so the difficulties we face are very serious." After the old professor finished speaking, he asked me, "How do you do this hard work?" Can you bear it, young man?”

"Since I have chosen archeology, I am not afraid of hardship."

I answered.

That's right, from the moment you enter this industry, it should be a very boring profession, and you may even lose your life. Instead of being excited when you see the antiques worth tens of millions, you care more about the culture and stories behind it.

"Okay, very good."

The old professor seemed very pleased.

Instead, I was a little surprised, "Young man, it's you!"

"What?"

I almost thought I didn't hear clearly.

"As expected, he is a descendant of Lin Dasheng and has great ambitions." The old professor suddenly said at this time, "I didn't know your grandfather..."

Obviously, these people knew everything about me, but I looked confused.

"Mr. Hu, you have to know that Lin Dasheng was working for the public good for his own benefit. He took away a batch of archaeological finds and his whereabouts are still unknown. Now you want his grandson..." There was another person with some qualifications next to the old professor. He was quite dissatisfied and stared at me, "Besides, this kid... do you know the qualifications of this classmate?"

"Hey, stop talking, I've decided."

The old professor said seriously.

Then he came down and motioned to his assistant.

Soon, the assistant took out a very beautiful box from a closed iron box and carefully placed it in front of the table.

"This is……"

I was a little surprised, "This box has a very unique shape. It has an irregular shape, and the patterns and carvings on it are very rough. It should be a jewelry box from the northwest minority area."

"Your analysis is very good, but this is not what I am showing you."

The old professor said.

"That's..."

"Open!"

The moment I opened the box, when I saw what was inside, my heart almost rose to my throat. I had seen what was inside the box, and it was just like the stone in the hand of Wang Yishan, the owner of Jinshi Pavilion. Exactly the same, except he's dead!

"Heavenly Spirit Stone?"

I blurted out.

"You know him?"

The old professor seemed to be interested and asked me what I knew about the origin of this stone.

"No, I just think this stone is strange." I said casually, "It's just that I had a friend who had a similar stone before..."

I pretended to hold the stone and looked at it for a long time, then shook my head and said, I had never seen such a stone before, so I had seen it wrong.

"No wonder..."

The old professor stretched out his hand, but he did not pick up a stone. He just touched the wooden box. "You...can't you see the origin of this stone?"

I could only shake my head.

Mr. Hu on the side sneered, "How could a boy from a remote country have seen this thing?"

I had no choice but to say nothing. Apparently this Mr. Hu seemed to have had an accident with the old man, so I felt a little displeased with him. If I guessed correctly, they should be about the same age as my grandfather. Could it be that they were originally Teammate of the archaeological team?

"Xiao Lin..."

The assistant next to me reminded me several times before I came back to my senses.

"oh."

I responded.

"This stone was excavated from a ruins. After testing, it was determined that it is made of a rare material. It can only be formed thousands of meters deep underground. It is strange that it looks like this. The flame-like internal structure is truly breathtaking.” The old professor seemed to be in love with this thing.

But now that I see this stone, I feel like my life is hanging by a thread.

However, if the Heavenly Spiritual Stone is really as recorded in the fragment, it might really be able to cure Da Kui!

"Xiao Lin, are you worried?"

The old professor's eyes seemed to be always on me.

"No, I... I just think this stone is strange, but I can't think of its origin. After all, it's the first time I've seen it..." I almost forgot how I made up the rest of the words, "So, I think we should stay away from this thing..."

"What?"

The old professor was stunned.

"No...it's just that I think that generally things deposited underground, especially things that are almost invisible to the outside world, may carry some unknown microorganisms and ancient germs, which can even make people..."

I explained.

"Hahaha... interesting, I'm almost becoming a paleontologist."

The old professor smiled.

At this time, the assistant on the side seemed to have discovered something and seemed a little surprised, "Professor... you see this stone seems to be a little different from before..."

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