The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

The big red lanterns were hung high at the entrance of Yizhuang, and the bright red light made the whole homestay full of festive and lively atmosphere.

The tourists were very interested in drinking and the atmosphere was very lively.

Song Ting'an looked around quietly and suddenly found that there was a table of people who did not seem to be here for sightseeing.

The leader was an old man with a scholarly temperament. In addition to him, there was a group of young people. The wine table was very lively and there was constant laughter.

Song Ting'an vaguely heard a little bit of their chat, which seemed to involve some professional knowledge, and he could not understand it very well.

"Are they all college students?" Song Ting'an thought to himself. Based on his professional habits and those clear eyes, he naturally guessed so.

They were still young, with a green and childish look on their faces,

which made Song Ting'an recall his past self. He used to be a college student with great ambitions and in his prime, but after graduation, the cruel social reality quickly turned him into the flattering social animal he hated the most, which made the beautiful pictures in his memory more precious.

Perhaps recalling the past, the smile on his face faded, and a trace of sadness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What are you thinking about?" Xue Qiang glanced at Song Ting'an's expression and couldn't help but feel annoyed. He was not handsome enough, so why pretend to be melancholy and deep?

However, she soon noticed that Song Ting'an's eyes were focused on the people at another table.

"Nothing, I was just distracted." Song Ting'an sighed, and it was rare that he didn't take the opportunity to lick the goddess.

The conversations at the wine table came into his ears one after another...

"Come on, Professor Zhang, drink another glass, drink another glass."

"Don't, Xiao Li, you guys are going to get me drunk."

Professor Zhang took the wine glass with a smile, but before he finished this glass, the young man named Xiao Li filled it up again.

Several people next to him were still making trouble.

"Xiao Li, if you want to get the professor drunk, these few glasses are not enough."

"Isn't it? Teacher Zhang is known for not getting drunk after a thousand glasses. What a little wine."

What a bunch of bastards! Professor Zhang cursed inwardly, but he was in a good mood now, so he didn't mind drinking a little more.

Not long ago, the police arrested several tomb robbers and found an ancient tomb. This time, Professor Zhang applied to lead a team of archaeology students to come here for a field investigation and internship.

They spent some time digging holes with a shovel, but they found that the structure of the tomb was abnormal, and then they came to a very shocking conclusion.

Professor Zhang has been working in the field of archaeology for many years, and has rich academic and practical experience. He instantly judged that the situation of this ancient tomb was very complicated.

Originally, they thought this should be a tomb of the Song Dynasty, but after careful investigation, they found traces of another dynasty!

In fact, this kind of exception occasionally occurs in the archaeological world. After all, the activity area of ​​human society is almost fixed. Everyone lives on the ruins of the past. It is entirely possible that there is another older tomb under the tomb.

Such a discovery really excited Professor Zhang.

"Under the Song Dynasty tomb, it seems that there are relics from the Shang and Zhou dynasties?"

"No, no!"

"These two tombs from different eras do not seem to be two layers, but overlapped!"

How is this possible?

If this is true, it might be the first case in the world. Thinking of this, Professor Zhang narrowed his eyes. No matter what the reason is for the overlapping of tombs from two different eras, he must have many benefits as the first discoverer.

So he did not report the news, but decided to take people to conduct a preliminary investigation to further determine the authenticity.

If the guess is true, he will usher in the peak of his career!

Professor Zhang is now a certain age. He has been studying archaeology for many years, but has not achieved any achievements. He feels that he is diligent enough in his work, but he lacks a bit of luck. He always misses some large-scale archaeological research due to various accidents, so that his resume is very ordinary.

He has rich theoretical knowledge, but lacks practical gains and breakthrough research results. He has not achieved high or low in this field so far.

He thought that his accumulation in academic research had reached a critical period from quantitative change to qualitative change, and he only lacked an opportunity to make a final decision.

This time, perhaps it was his God-given opportunity!

Amidst the harmonious laughter and joy, no one noticed that two sneaky figures were approaching Yizhuang quickly.

"They should have returned here." One of them spoke stiffly. From his appearance, he was just a simple migrant worker, wearing dirty clothes and his shoes were covered with mud.

"Yes, I smelled their smell too." Another person said. In the dim night, only half of his figure could be seen, and the other half was blocked by a big tree.

"Don't act rashly for the time being, keep an eye on their words and deeds, and wait for the right time..." He didn't finish his words, and he didn't need to finish them. After all, his companions could understand the importance of this matter.

"I will wait for the order from above."

"Very good. Also, I see that your condition is not stable. Can you hold on?"

"Don't worry, there will be no problem. We must not let that group of people continue to explore the ancient tomb. If necessary, we must stop them by any means."

...

On the other side, Hu Jiu was still counting his gains.

As expected, a horse cannot grow fat without night grass. After dealing with Zhang San, the next one is Liang Rong, who also brought him a lot of gains.

He made a fortune.

Liang Rong himself is not valuable, but he knows a lot of "information" in his mind. He was originally just an ordinary employee of [Beidou], but later he accidentally came into contact with a foreign cult organization.

This cult is related to Hongyue, but it is also deeply involved with other secret organizations. Some employees in Beidou also have the identity of cult members. It is possible that the cult has infiltrated Beidou, or the two organizations have reached some kind of strange cooperative relationship.

From Liang Rong's memory, Hu Jiu learned about some recent action plans of the cult and several secret bases of the other party.

"Should I notify Xiaoyu and others to attack?" Hu Jiu thought, whether it was Beidou or the cult, every secret organization was an undeveloped treasure for him.

This time Hu Jiu got four supernatural items from Liang Rong.

These things greatly enriched Hu Jiu's collection. He chose to destroy the supernatural items, release the evil spirits in them, and then copy and paste them, and then mass-produce new supernatural items to equip his subordinates.

The supernatural items made by him personally have less negative effects on users and are more intimidating.