"What? Western Han Dynasty?" As soon as the old man finished speaking, I was so shocked that I couldn't close my mouth.

"Western Han Dynasty? It's impossible, it's too bizarre." The fat man was also wondering.

I know about the Shenlong Reappearance Cave. It is a feng shui cave mentioned in the feng shui legend. It is said that after death, as long as a person is buried in such a place and adds other messy things, he can be resurrected after a thousand years. I am a fan of feng shui.

I kind of believe it, but I don't believe in such bizarre Feng Shui. I never believe that there is anything that can bring people back to life.

But what is really strange is that the characters of the Western Han Dynasty can appear in the books of the Ming Dynasty. In ancient times, this was a serious crime of rebellion, because the characters created by each dynasty have a certain representative meaning, representing the dynasty's influence on the world.

rule, so when a dynasty ends, the characters it created also end, and the new dynasty will list these characters as forbidden characters and cannot be used. If someone uses them, it will be a crime of treason.

Even using just one forbidden word in a book would be a capital offense, let alone using forty such words at once, and it was a person like Wang Zanghai, who was a favorite of Zhu Yuanzhang and a leader in the official circles of the Ming Dynasty.

A senior official, especially a master who studies Feng Shui culture, would know these rules, but why did he use such forbidden words, and forty of them at a time?

"I'm not sure, I just have some impression of this word. I remember it seems to be from the Western Han Dynasty. Let me introduce someone to you two. You two go to him and ask him to see if he knows." After the old man finished speaking, he took the

He picked up the paper next to him and scrawled a few strokes on it, then handed it to me with a smile.

I took it and looked at it, and my heart suddenly skipped a beat. The two words "Wang Ming" were clearly written on the paper, followed by a phone number.

Wang Ming is the professor who taught me and Fatty for four whole years. I was wondering why the old man would let me go to him.

"Why is it him..." I asked strangely in my heart. I hadn't thought that the old man actually knew him! Suddenly, the picture of Professor Wang and I breaking up on bad terms emerged again:

With a "bang", I knocked open the bronze wooden door belonging to Professor Wang from the Department of History and Archeology, panting.

"I heard that you and the dean said that you wanted me to stay in school to join the archaeological excavation team. Is this true or false?" I didn't have time to breathe, so I said the words in one breath, and my face turned red from holding back.

Professor Wang stopped what he was doing, raised his head and took off his glasses, picked up a piece of glasses cloth and wiped it while smiling and said: "Yes, there is such a thing. Recently, I have an ancient tomb from the Western Han Dynasty, and I will dig it soon.

Yes, we need someone. I just told the dean, there should be no problem, how did you know so quickly?"

I tried to calm my breathing and said, "Professor, don't worry about how I know this. I just want to tell you that I don't agree. I firmly disagree with staying in school to join the archaeological excavation team."

"Oh?" The professor was very confused and said, "The people who can participate in this archaeological excavation are all well-known archaeological experts in the country. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for all the fresh graduates. In a short period of time, they can
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