Lin Luoran and a few people found a small restaurant near the university town, commonly known as the Fly Restaurant, aside from the sanitary conditions, this kind of small restaurant opened around the school, the taste is absolutely nothing to say, the students' mouths are the most tricky, and the shops that can survive are cheap and delicious.

Garlic and white meat, vegetarian fried water spinach, salted egg yolk shredded potatoes, sauerkraut fish, brain flower tofu, cold pork head meat, and then a cabbage tofu soup, six dishes and one soup and a small bucket of rice, four adults and one child, just enough to eat will not be wasted.

As for the little green fox, it only eats things that contain aura, whether it is melons, fruits and vegetables, or spiritual grass, as long as it is taken out of Lin Luoran's space, it always steals vegetables in the kitchen and hides them in the bamboo house, and eats slowly in the dead of night.

"Professor, you've been on site for five or six days, and you met your wife at school yesterday and nagged you!" Yan Feng saw that Professor Qi didn't even forget to discuss the documents unearthed from the ancient tomb with Rong Donglin after eating, and said vaguely with a piece of tofu.

Professor Qi put down his chopsticks, shook his head and smiled: "Yan Feng, when it comes to academic issues, you might as well focus on Rong Donglin. ”

Yan Feng quietly grimaced at Rong Donglin.

Rong Donglin didn't know if he was too tired or his mood hadn't changed, so he kept bowing his head and picking up rice in a muffled voice, occasionally helping Luo Dong pick up vegetables.

"Professor, I heard that Rong has a lot of research on water books?"

Everyone ate for twenty minutes, and they were quite happy, the waiter was cleaning up the table, and Lin Luoran supported Lin Luodong to check out, afraid that everyone would wait, so he asked.

This was originally a polite remark, but Professor Qi nodded in approval: "He is more researched than the old man in the water book, and he is a seedling engaged in research." ”

Seeing that the other three people were looking at themselves, Rong Donglin explained: "My dad turned out to be Mr. Shui Shui, and I learned a little, but it's still far behind!" ”

Lin Luodong asked what "Mr. Shuishu" was, and after Rong Donglin explained, he talked to Professor Qi about the bamboo slips of the Han Dynasty unearthed this time:

"I don't know what the identity of the owner of the tomb is, these bamboo slips are actually strung with gold threads, which are well preserved, but the content is really a bit absurd......"

A few people got into the car, and Professor Qi sat in the middle of the back seat and shook his head to express his disapproval: "Absurd? There are too many unsolvable existences in the long river of Chinese history, how can it be absurd? ”

Rong Donglin may also really like this business, and he will not hesitate to argue with Professor Qi for different opinions: "The part recorded in the Book of Water has nothing to do with the mythological system of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and has never been recorded...... What kind of ointment that can make people reborn with a broken arm, the spirit wood that reunites the soul, sounds the same as the elixir in the online Xianxia novels that are popular today, how can it exist in the real world of the Han Dynasty? ”

Professor Qi shook his head, obviously disagreeing with Rong Donglin's concept, as soon as Yan Feng heard about the online novel, he finally got to the place where he could interject, and discussed with Rong Donglin the topic of whether there were cultivators in this world.

They discussed this issue in front of Lin Luoran, and they would have made her smile bitterly if they usually changed it, but at this time, Yan Feng and Rong Donglin continued to discuss what Lin Luoran felt that she didn't hear clearly, and she noticed what Rong Donglin said, "the spirit wood that reunites the divine soul...... It sounds like an existence like a soul nourishing tree!

Is it really God's mercy?

Lin Luoran's heart fluctuated, and he felt that his lips were a little dry.

"Luo Dong, do you say that there are sword immortals in this world?" Yan Feng's eyes turned around and landed on Lin Luodong, the youngest, trying to seek an alliance.

Lin Luodong's eyes glanced at Lin Luoran, and he wanted to say out loud that the one who was driving was:

"Absolutely!"

Yan Feng was triumphant, Rong Dong was on the verge of anger, Lin Luodong was at the age full of illusions, if this question was asked to him, the promise would naturally be biased towards Yan Feng's side.

Professor Qi shook his head and smiled when he saw that they were arguing fiercely.

Lin Luoran forced himself to calm down, pretending to ask casually: "What did Senior Brother Rong say about the spirit wood that reunites the divine soul, it sounds interesting, professor, did you only say this on the bamboo slip?" ”

"This is a national treasure, we have to be extra careful when we study it, we only see words like Lingmu, and a large number of bamboo slips waiting to be cleaned up, how it is, the old man really doesn't know."

A treasure of the nation?

Lin Luoran was speechless, she seemed to be getting bolder and bigger, when she encountered this kind of thing before, she had to shrink her neck as soon as she heard the important treasure of the country, but now, she was thinking about how to get this bamboo slip into her hands...... As long as she can save Bao Jia, let her go to steal a certain palace museum, let alone this bamboo scroll that is still on Zeng's territory?

Lin Luoran smiled and sent Professor Qi and them back to the excavation site, and by the way, Yan Feng was carried to the gate of Shu, and then drove Luo Dong home, and she didn't show any thoughts along the way.

But the sensitive Luo Dong always felt that his sister's smile was thief, which made him shiver - oh, it seems that it was the last time, when the family sold pills, my sister also laughed like this, and in exchange for a jade like a mountain.

The little green fox yawned lazily, and lay a little sleepy in Lin Luoran's arms.

A spirit tree that can reunite the soul? It seems to have heard it somewhere when it was a child, hey, why can't it remember? Forget it, this woman didn't take the initiative to ask it, why bother to reminisce about it again, the little green fox lay at Lin Luoran's feet with peace of mind and fell asleep.

Lin Luoran found Zeng Tian the next day, it was not in the middle of the night, Zeng Tian now has the name of the planning director of Zeng's Rongcheng branch, Lin Luoran casually checked the phone number and dialed him directly.

As soon as Xiao Zeng heard Uncle Lin's summons, he was nervous and expectant, and ran around, Lin Luoran invited him to drink a cup of tea under the camphor tree, and then finished the matter.

However, Dad Lin came back from Qingcheng Villa to transport wine, and happened to see Zeng Tian go out and beckoned him to stay and drink.

Although Uncle Lin's request was whimsical to ordinary people, after adding the door of the Lin family, he smiled with relief.

He was not afraid of any strange requests at all, what he was afraid of was that there would be a rift in the relationship with Uncle Lin from now on. Now that Uncle Lin has spoken, he is sure to take this opportunity to resolve the suspicion that arose last time because of Cao Liyang...... Haha, then again, aren't you a blessing in disguise? Let's just say that Uncle Lin's residence here has been visited by a few cultivators.

Not to mention that Zeng Tianzhi was busy when he returned proudly, after seeing him off, Lin Luoran seemed to have forgotten the bamboo slips of the Han Tomb, announced the news of the retreat at home, and rushed into the basement.

There is really the whereabouts of the soul nourishing wood, and she doesn't know how long it will take for her to go, for the safety of her family, the matter of refining armor must be accelerated.

Looking at the scorpion shell in the basement, as well as all kinds of materials that she could provide herself, Lin Luoran clenched her fists hard, come on!