"I'm slacking off everyone, let's have some food first." Wald invited everyone to sit down at the large oval table, clapped their hands, and a butler in a crisp black butler's uniform walked in from the side hall, pushing a huge dining cart with both hands.

Teacher Ke Fansen shook his head: "I'm not hungry. What about the "Mordsan Theory"? ”

For scholars, they value the acquisition of knowledge more than food. Obviously, the same is true for the girl Xueke, whose focus is not on food at all, but on books.

The castle's dining room is to the right of the living room, which is a huge library. Countless books fill countless bookcases, and it is a sight to behold. This little girl soon saw many out-of-print ancient books, and her excited and often expressionless face turned red.

Wald patted his head: "I forgot about your urine, if you don't eat it, you won't eat it." Now that Greece is in economic crisis, I don't have the money to hire anyone, and there is only one old butler left in the whole castle who has been with me all my life. He'll take you to the study, so keep up with you, and be careful if you get lost. ”

This huge castle, according to preliminary estimates, is no less than sixty rooms. Now there are only two people left, and I feel panicked when I think about it. Indeed, for even those who are not very road addicts, there is no one to guide them, and the possibility of getting lost is very high.

I didn't eat dinner either, and although I was a little hungry, I was able to endure it. This castle feels so weird to me. My caution was already starting to get nervous.

"Please come with me, distinguished guests." The old butler lit a candle and led us towards the entrails of the castle.

I didn't use the wrong word, it was indeed viscera. The old castle is like a living thing, and in my senses, the door is the mouth, and the living room and dining room are the eyes. And the long corridor illuminated by the lights is like an esophagus.

Wald didn't come along, apparently feeling that it was more important to have a comfortable dinner than to entertain his old rival.

Typical Greeks!

We walked through the dark hallway for five minutes before we finally arrived.

Teacher Ke Fansen and Xue Ke couldn't wait to walk in, but they were a little hesitant. The butler waited patiently for me at the door. Although I had many doubts, there was no evidence that Professor Wald would be against us. In fact, except for some academic disagreements with Mr. Ke Fansen, he has a good reputation in the world.

But for some reason, the uncomfortable feeling grew more and more lushly after entering the castle. Even his right eyelid keeps picking at it. This is not a good omen for the body and mind.

"Wow, there's really 'The Modessant Theory'. Not only that, but this, this, this. Wow, wow, wow, the Dutch royal family does not have as many one-of-a-kind books as Professor Wald's. In the study, the red-haired Xue Ke was obviously shocked. This woman, who is usually like a facial paralysis, did not stop letting out a series of surprises.

She casually took a book she liked very much from the bookcase, and fell into the ocean of knowledge.

Mr. Ke Fansen was also holding the first edition of "Modesant's Theory", his hands trembling slightly. The teacher was excited, as a scholar who had studied naturalism all his life, it was like a dream to be able to see the Bible of naturalism in his lifetime.

I've been awake. The more tempting things are, the more sober I am.

Temptation itself is purposeful. Wald has a collection of "The Theory of Modesant", and I'm afraid that if he doesn't say it, no one will know. But he told the teacher and even generously took it out for us to read.

During this period, I was really like a host, full of enthusiasm.

This is not normal to think about. He must have some purpose.

Definitely purposeful!

But what is the purpose?

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, and jumped up from the soft sofa in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Seeing my pale face, I look like I can't give up. Teacher Ke Fansen was slightly surprised: "Xiao Ye, you are not like you today very much. ”

"Teacher, Snow Girl, let's get out of this hellish place." I shouted like hell. He dragged the teacher with his left hand and pulled Xue Ke's arm with his right hand. Regardless of whether they liked it or not, they walked out of the study in a sweaty manner.

"Mr. Night Silence, I haven't finished the book yet." Xue Ke protested.

I glared at her: "My life is almost gone, and I still read." ”

"What's going on?" Teacher Ke Fansen frowned.

"I had a sense of foreboding. Professor Wald is probably preparing something that everyone is angry about. "I couldn't explain it for a while.

As a castle study with at least hundreds of thousands of books, this study is huge. When we got to the door of the study, we found that the door was tightly closed.

"Can't be opened." I slammed the door and it was locked. The door panel is made of oak wood, and it cannot be smashed open by manpower alone.

The nerd Xue Ke lifted the frame of his glasses, and was suddenly stunned: "What is that?" ”

When I looked up, I was stunned.

In the middle of the door, there was something hanging with red silk thread.

It's money!

Ancient money!

Strange-looking Chinese-style bronze ancient coins.

In an ancient castle in Europe, see ancient Chinese money, and it is hung from the door frame with a red rope. As a Chinese, what does it really feel like? If I had to describe it, it would be complicated.

Anyway, I was so shocked that my brain spun around several times before I tried to react.

"This ancient coin seems to be different from your ancient Chinese coins." Xue Ke girl is worthy of being a nerd, the situation is obviously weird enough, she actually did not hesitate to pull the ancient money off the red rope, and took it in her hand to look carefully: "Look, it's not round, but like a human head." ”

The ancient coins do resemble human heads, with faces and noses, and are shell-shaped. In the faint candlelight of the study, there was a reflection of a cold and evil luster.

"It's a ghost's money." My eyelashes jerked several times.

Xue Ke didn't quite understand the pronunciation of these three Chinese words: "**** money? ”

"It's the ghost, the head, the money." I gritted my teeth to straighten her, what is **** money, it sounds too inconsistent.

"It's really ghost money." Mr. Ke Fansen tilted his head, looked at it a few times, and judged: "This ancient coin imitates the shape of a seashell, with words, and is made of copper. It should be made by order of Sun Shuao, the prime minister of Chu in the Spring and Autumn Period of ancient China. ”

As a naturalist, archaeology is naturally a branch of the discipline.

I nodded: "After Sun Shuao made the grimace money, King Zhuang thought that the weight of the copper shell was too light, and ordered the small coins to be minted into large coins, which were called ghost head coins. The common people felt inconvenient, especially the businessmen, who suffered huge losses and gave up business operations, which made the market very depressed. “

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