35.Chapter 35

This Du Xihai's heart eyes are as small as his, and there is no point in arguing with him, you turn your head to look at Du Xishan and ask, "Professor Du, you called me over in a hurry this time, is there anything wrong?" โ€

Du Xishan didn't reply directly, but looked you up and down, and said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and you and your father are looking more and more alike." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ๏ฝ‚iqugeใ€‚ ๏ฝ‰๏ฝŽfoโ€

Well?

Hearing this, your eyes jumped, and you immediately asked, "Do you know my father?" โ€

Du Xishan smiled and nodded, he turned around and walked to the glass cabinet, looked down at the beautifully made Kui Long Killing Fang Zun in front of him, and sighed softly: "These years are like knives, knives and knives urge people to get old, it has been nineteen years since Kui Long Killing Fang Zun was unearthed, and you are eighteen this year, right?" โ€

You didn't speak, you strode forward directly, stretched out your hand and put it on Du Xishan's shoulder, and at this moment, several pictures flashed in your mind in a row.

It turns out that Du Xishan, Du Xihai and your parents are classmates, and they have a very strong relationship.

Seeing your enlightened expression, Du Xishan smiled and said, "It seems that you have inherited your father's eye of knowledge." โ€

Slightly stunned, you immediately asked, "My dad also has this ability?" โ€

Du Xishan nodded: "Yes, it is because of this that I will be your professional mentor, once your ability is used properly, it will be the gospel of our archaeological community." โ€

Seeing you shrug his shoulders, Du Xishan smiled and said, "Compared with your father, I like your temper more, he is too stubborn and strict, and he is not very likable." โ€

To be honest, you don't have much affection for the father you have never met, and you don't want to know about his past, all you have to do now is to change your life and do your best to protect and take care of your beloved.

"Xishan, let's finish your reminiscences first, and now we must hurry up and solve the problems in front of us."

The middle-aged man who had been standing next to him finally spoke.

As soon as he said this, Du Xishan's expression immediately became serious, he nodded, and said to the girl next to you, who was one meter eight tall, "Xiao Yi, show Mu Yun your jade wrench." โ€

That's when you turn your head to look at this girl who stands out even among the boys.

She's tall, and if you wear high heels, you'll be shorter than her; However, unlike other tall girls, her skeleton is much more slender, and she is a very standard nine-headed girl.

Unlike urban girls, she is dressed simply, with a short-sleeved white shirt on the top, jeans on the bottom, and a long, long black braid.

She wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses with thick lenses, which obscure some of her features, but even so, it still can't hide her natural beauty.

She is a beauty, and she is the kind of person who remembers it after just one glance, but her height is enough to discourage ninety percent of boys.

Hearing Du Xishan's words, she took out a palm-sized cloth bag from her small satchel, and the outer layer of the cloth bag was the kind of floral handkerchief from the seventies and eighties.

After the handkerchief is untied, a white jade wrench is revealed, and you will soon find that this white jade wrench is not an ornament, but a ้Ÿ˜ (shรจ), his main function is to put it on the finger, used to buckle the bowstring, is one of the necessary tools for ancient archers.

But judging from the appearance, you can find that the age of this white jade wrench should be very old, and you can't help but feel a little itchy at the moment, and say to the tall beauty in front of you: "Can I touch it?" โ€

The tall beauty glanced at Du Xishan, and Du Xishan said to you: "The reason why I called you here is to deal with this thing, but before that, I must remind you that this thing is very weird." โ€

You smile and say, "How weird can it be......"

Halfway through the words, you reached out and touched the white jade wrench, and the moment you grabbed the white jade wrench, your consciousness seemed to be drawn into a strange time and space by some extremely powerful force at that moment!

Where is this?

At this moment, there is darkness in front of your eyes, and you can't see your fingers.

"Rustling ......"

A sudden breeze blows your face and lifts away the seemingly boundless darkness.

As the darkness fades, you find yourself standing on a hill with a lake not far ahead.

A bright moon hangs high in the night sky, reflecting the surface of the lake in a sparkling light.

At this time, you notice a horse coming from a distance, and as the horse approaches, you find two people sitting on the horse's back, a man and a woman.

The two of them got off their horses and stood on the shore of the lake, holding hands and walking slowly, and their figures gradually overlapped under the rippling moonlight......

The picture suddenly turns, the scorching sun hangs high, and at this time you are standing on the arrow tower of a city wall, and the city is full of lights and people.

Look outside the city, there is a mighty procession of relatives coming from the west, led by a man who is majestic and mighty, and his face is full of joy; Within the courtyard wall of the largest Zhumen courtyard in the city, a woman in a red silk dress was shy and looked at the city gate with burning eyes......

The picture changed again, and it was late at night.

"King, it's late at night, rest early."

A soft voice came from not far away, and at this moment, you are in a palace that covers a vast area, is simply decorated but exquisite, and everywhere shows the excellence of the craftsmanship of a dynasty.

The sound is not far ahead, and you slowly walk over.

"The north of Dashang is the land of the ghost side, and the ghost side has repeatedly invaded the south since the ancestors, and it is not destroyed, and it is difficult for the widow to sleep and eat!"

At this point, you just turn the corner and are about to look at the man and woman who are talking, when the picture changes again.

Standing on the top of the high mountain, you look down and see that above the flat river at the bottom of the mountain, there are two huge armies fighting, and the army in the south is steady and well-equipped, gradually gaining the upper hand, and soon the northern army is eating away one by one.

The camera gradually zooms in, and a burly man in golden armor enters your sight, waving a long knife in his hand, and riding a horse to lead the team to slaughter, as if entering a no-man's land.

"Vulnerable!"

When the enemy surrendered, the man let out a roar that pierced the heavens and the earth, and the sound of the clouds!

Seeing this, you already have a rough idea of who this man is.

As you expected, he personally led the army west to Qishan, broke the Western Zhou army, killed tens of thousands of enemies, and personally captured Xibohou Jichang.

Everyone knows this person's nickname, the descendants of the Shang Dynasty respectfully called him Emperor Xin, while the Zhou people slandered him as the King of Zhou!

Di Xin, surnamed Zi, named Shou, was the king of the Shang Dynasty.