Chapter 471: Black Mandala
After separating from Che Muhibiscus, Cheng Luoyi happily walked to school, the more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and she felt that her life was going to counterattack.
Although it has only been a short ten years, it seems that there is also an expectation, the bond with Ji Cheng can continue, and there is also contact with the person who yearns for it, and there may be many possibilities in the future.
Isn't it a pity that she is decadent so early?
Thinking about the moment when she was just reborn a few months ago, and learning that this damn fate still made her have to wait for death obediently, she said that she was not convinced, and wanted to give herself another chance to fight for it, but in her heart she had actually given up.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have pushed Ji Cheng so far knowing that she would lose both.
But now that she seems to be really seeing the sun, it feels better.
Ten years, neither long nor short, is at least enough for her to cherish the people she wants to cherish.
"Hey, how did you come back from outside the school early in the morning, and you are still smiling so much." Han Cheng called Cheng Luoyi several times, but Cheng Luoyi didn't see him.
"Hey, you're embarrassed to say me, didn't you come back from outside too." Cheng Luoyi noticed Han Cheng at this time, and he was too involved in thinking about things just now.
"I had something to do last night and went home, what did you just think, smiling brightly, and falling in love? My second uncle confessed to you? Han Cheng looked at Cheng Luoyi curiously.
The corners of Cheng Luoyi's mouth twitched.
"I found that you and Han Jia are both very interested in my relationship with Fu Qiming." Cheng Luoyi was helpless.
"What did Han Jia tell you?" Han Cheng's eyes flashed, and the smile on his face faded a little.
"What can you say, it's all indecent anyway, but she proposed to let me be your little mother, what do you think?" Cheng Luoyi looked at Han Cheng with bad intentions.
"But don't, my dad gave birth to our two children, the problem is not a mother, you know he is only thirty-nine years old this year, right? Do you think about how much care he put into making us two children? ”
"Poof-I can understand that you don't want me to be your stepmother, but you won't be so sarcastic about your own father, okay." Cheng Luoyi smiled.
She knows a lot about Han Qing's affairs, Han Cheng is the child born to Han Qing and her childhood sweetheart, Han Cheng's mother is pregnant before marriage, and she will be poked in the backbone in this era.
Han Qing has no weight in talking at home, and he can't fight his father at all, so he was stunned that the children were two years old before he was taken back to the Han family, and he was about to accept Han Cheng's mother, but a rich lady ran out, and he didn't know how to get into Han Qing's bed.
Later, the rich lady also had a child, Han Cheng's mother jumped into the river in a fit of anger, and in the end, Han Qing didn't marry the rich lady, and she has been single until now.
Two years later, Han Jia was sent to Han's house, and now Han Qing has become the eldest in the family, but he is alone with two children and has never married a wife.
Until the year she died, Han Qing was single.
Cheng Luoyi didn't expect that Han Cheng and Han Jia had such a good relationship, which was unexpected.
"I'm telling the truth, don't listen to the old man." Han Cheng said with a smile.
"By the way, aren't you going to go on a field trip today?" Cheng Luoyi suddenly remembered a big thing, she hadn't memorized the inspection rules yet.
"Alas—I always feel like I'm going to be tossed to death by the professor!" Han Cheng said weakly.
Cheng Luoyi felt the same way.
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The gloomy underground mausoleum, Cheng Luoyi was a little scared, I looked at the place where the archaeological team investigated before, weren't the mausoleums all dug up?
It's pitch black here, which makes her feel like she is making ghost movies, but the problem is that she's afraid of ghosts!
God knows how much fear she overcame when she was locked up in a small dark room all year round?
Later, I found that as long as you don't think about it, then you won't be afraid. Slowly becoming proficient in the dark, her adaptability is quite strong.
But the problem is that this place is different now, and it has the potential to make ghost movies.
Cheng Luoyi pulled Qian Le's clothes tightly, thinking that there was something and kicked Qian Le out to block it.
"Look at a few of you guys, it's here!"
The professor's voice suddenly sounded, and the light of the flashlight was like a zombie.
"Professor, why isn't there anyone here?" Cheng Luoyi asked tremblingly.
"It hasn't been publicly reported yet, it's very confidential, so I'll take you to open your eyes first."
"Professor, I've always wondered if a tomb needs a hut?"
"Nonsense, the dead don't need it, the living still need it, but this is not common, presumably those workers secretly built it, but they didn't have time to dismantle it."
The thatched huts of the tombs are usually used by craftsmen, and they are usually dismantled together after the construction is completed.
"Tsk, it's really an eye-opener, that's how the ancient thatched house was? Except for the one that obscures the view, there is nothing else, and it is solved directly on the ground? ”
Yan Le felt strange.
"Lonely and unheard, don't you know what Gong Bucket is? It must have been taken away, Professor, this is nothing, we do need to investigate? Chanler was rather dissatisfied.
Obviously, such a big tomb seems to be magnificent inside, but is it funny to look at a thatched house at the mouth of the tomb?
"Why is it worthless, what the dead leave behind, what the living use, which one do you think leaves more information?"
"There seems to be an ambiguity in this statement, the things left by the dead must have been used in life." Li Shuo was puzzled.
"Ahem - the time period is still different, and the information left is not the same, anyway, go and see." The old teacher coughed a little weakly.
This class of students is not easy to fool, he can't say that he doesn't have enough face, so he can only take them to see the thatched house, right?
"Hey, there seems to be a word here!"
"Where, where?" Yan Le was the most happy, and when he heard Li Shuo say something, he immediately ran over.
Cheng Luoyi grabbed Qian Le from beginning to end, and she followed Qian Le wherever he went.
"I don't know, Professor, what is this word? Why is it written on a thatched house? Yan Le didn't know a word for a long time, so he could only ask the professor for help.
"Get up, show me something, I can't see clearly!" The professor's eyes are dizzy, and everyone is used to it.
Several people lit up one after another, and Cheng Luoyi glanced at the gap, his brows furrowed.
"Hey, I think I've seen this pattern before?" The professor raised an eyebrow and looked at the one that looked like a flower.
"What do you write, do you look at flowers? I don't know each other. Yan Le looked at the professor suspiciously.
"I don't know you, I don't know you, and you dare to question the teacher? This is written as an essay, which is roughly the complaint of this craftsman who has been building here for ten years. But he seems to be looking for something here! ”
"Ten years? Ten years to build such a tomb? Everyone was surprised, after all, this project was indeed too large.
"Maybe it's not all, in ancient times, craftsmen didn't have the tools they have now, they were all manually transported, which was naturally time-consuming and labor-intensive. Do you know the charm of archaeology? It's the story of discovering what has been buried! ”
The veteran teacher did not forget to take the opportunity to teach the students.
There is really nothing to see in a thatched house, and the professor is very old-fashioned, so he didn't let them go one step further.
After leaving the tomb and seeing the light, Cheng Luoyi let go of Qian Le's clothes.
On the return trip! Cheng Luoyi has been in a daze.
"I can't remember it, I've seen that pattern." The professor frowned and muttered to himself.
Cheng Luoyi's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of complexity.
"Professor, I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'll take a leave of absence from you." As soon as he arrived at school, Cheng Luoyi took the lead in getting out of the car and running.
Half an hour later
"Miss Cheng, why did you come back suddenly?" Steward Sun was surprised to see Cheng Luoyi.
"Come back and get something, the second master is not at home." Cheng Luoyi asked casually.
Usually at this time period, Fu Qiming must be busy in the company, and without waiting for Steward Sun to answer, he hurriedly ran to Fu Qiming's study.
Steward Sun opened his mouth and didn't answer, and the figure was gone.
"It's not for you to grind coffee, what are you doing here?" Fu Qiming, who should not be at home, appeared behind Steward Sun.
"Miss Cheng is back, and she ran away in a hurry!" Steward Sun replied a little stunned.
"Where did you go?" Fu Qiming was surprised, Cheng Luoyi would never go home until the weekend.
"It seems to have gone to the second master's study."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man disappeared again.
Steward Sun couldn't help but sigh, he was probably too old, and others who spoke slowly didn't have time to listen.
At this time, Cheng Luoyi in the study thought that Fu Qiming was not at home, and he was turning things without concealment at all.
I searched all the places where Fu Qiming likes to put valuables. As a result, she saw a lot of valuables, but there was no one she was looking for.
"What are you looking for?" Fu Qiming looked at the messy study that had been turned over, and the corners of his eyes moved, he was really becoming more and more bold.
"Oh my God, I'm scared to death, aren't you not at home." Cheng Luoyi's frightened hand threw out the small box at once, and was caught nervously by Fu Qiming.
Sure that the things inside were intact, Fu Qiming pinched his eyebrows, as if he hadn't been angry for a long time!
"That's—accident, huh!" Cheng Luoyi was a little weak-hearted, and the box just now was the bracelet that Lu Nian gave her last time.
Because she saw the bracelet, Cheng Luoyi looked at it twice, and just when Fu Qiming came in, she was so frightened that she threw it out, if it was broken, she would be finished.
"What the hell are you looking for?" Fu Qiming asked again.
"I just wanted to find the jack I got in the last chess game." Cheng Luoyi thought to herself, that was originally won by her, and her heart was empty.
"What are you looking for it?" Fu Qiming frowned, and his tone was a little inexplicable.
"I'm just curious about what kind of flower is on it." Cheng Luoyi snorted.
"To see what kind of flower it is, you ran back from school?" Fu Qiming had suspicion in his eyes, obviously not believing Cheng Luoyi's nonsense.
"What, no? Where the hell is it, show it to me. Cheng Luoyi simply reached out and asked for it.
"If you're curious about the flower, you don't have to look at it." Fu Qiming sat back in his chair as if nothing had happened.
With a somewhat serious expression, he cleaned up the table that was messed up by Cheng Luoyi.