Professor Ye's subsequent explanation was very detailed and upfront, analyzing the importance of Confucianism in history and archeology in a simple and easy-to-understand manner. He also clearly pointed out that the ruins he was about to face the next day may have a great influence on it.
relation.
Because Zhang Wufeng answered the questions very comprehensively and perfectly, those who thought he was ignorant and unskilled were impressed and no longer despised him.
A class lasted ninety minutes. From beginning to end, both students and professors were so absorbed in listening that no one even knew it was over.
After the class was finished, Professor Ye and the leaders left, and the classroom became lively, but now, the way everyone looked at Zhang Wufeng became different.
But Zhang Wufeng didn't care about this. He returned to the dormitory with Chen Xingbin and continued to read his archeology textbook.
Until night, everything was quiet, and the strong men from the Sky City who were supposed to appear did not appear again.
Zhang Wufeng didn't know if all the enemies in the Sky City had been wiped out, or if some of them were still hidden in the city.
"The inner strength has been cultivated to such a subtle state that it can be controlled, but I don't know what the next step will be? If you want to continue to improve your strength, then finding a way to transform all the inner strength into a liquid state may be a kind of progress.
However, when it becomes a liquid, the Dantian in the body needs to withstand a huge amount of pressure. Fortunately, my body strength is already extraordinary and I can explode tons of power. Even if I am not strong, it is impossible."
Zhang Wufeng thought to himself. After reading all the textbooks, he suddenly felt that it was time to practice hard.
Although life is always good in calm days, is it really possible for an extraordinary person to be buried in the ordinary?
"Cultivation of body, cultivation of mind, cultivation of realm."
Muttering to himself, Zhang Wufeng put his hands into the pockets of his casual pants, looked at the erhu next to the notebook on the table, stretched out his hand slightly, and picked up the erhu.
Sometimes, peace is an epiphany and an empty mind.
Picking up the erhu, what Zhang Wufeng could never forget was Niu Niu, yes, that very, very little girl, guarding her grandfather's body, dressed in rags and tatters, with hesitation and sadness in her eyes that are difficult for adults to have.
, and that kind of inexplicable despair.
That kind of look was enough to hurt Zhang Wufeng's heart and soul, and Zhang Wufeng would never forget it.
The whimpering sound of the erhu sounded, without using any means, just a very clean sound, like crying, like complaining, like thinking and grinding.
This piece of music represents Zhang Wufeng's nostalgia for the past, Zhang Wufeng's nostalgia for Niu Niu, and Zhang Wufeng's longing for Sun Feifei, Suru and others.
There is no one in the dormitory. At this time, almost no one can calm down and stay in the dormitory.
Chen Xingbin and others all went out to have fun.
…
"Shanshan, do you really want to go to the boys' dormitory to find Zhang Wufeng? You will lose face if you do this. Listen to me and let him take the initiative, so that you can hold him tight. Men, the easier it is to get something, the easier it is to get it.
It’s because you don’t know how to cherish it.”
Wang Jinxiu consoled him.
"I think Zhang Wufeng is okay. He's not a fool. Shanshan can do it," Zhou Minghui said with a smile.
Zhou Minghui is a very cute and somewhat naughty girl. Although she is in her third year of college, she is only sixteen years old and is a relatively talented person. Of course, although she is a bit naughty, when she is quiet, she is
It gives people a very ladylike and virtuous feeling. Of course, this is just a feeling, but because of this feeling, countless men are fascinated by it.
"Hey, you two, judging from what you said, Wu Feng is my young master, and it is natural for me to take care of him. If he really likes me, I would be very happy." Sun Shanshan smiled bitterly and shook her head helplessly.
He shook his head, then sighed softly and walked into the dormitory building.
"Oh, it's over, Shanshan has fallen."
"Yes, it seems we need to keep a close eye on that dandy young master."
…
Not long after walking, the three people who were having fun suddenly became quiet, and bursts of faint erhu sounds made the three girls stop.
This kind of sound is really clean and clear, like torture of the soul, making people's soul tremble.
Before they knew it, the three of them seemed to have returned to a special environment.
There are blue skies and white clouds, there are high mountains and flowing water, there are bleak autumn winds, and there are so many layers of snow. These are very contradictory, but they are perfectly presented, making people a little confused and sad.
After a long time, when the song ended, when the three girls looked up and saw the desolate and lonely figure upstairs, suddenly, even the lovely and beautiful Zhou Minghui and the stunningly beautiful Wang Jinxiu were both
A feeling of shame arose.
It seemed that there was no longer an ordinary person, but an immortal who had come to the world, and this feeling of shame was so strong that Wang Jinxiu and Zhou Minghui suddenly had no choice but to feel inferior.
A proud head.
At this moment, their hearts were moved, but they also had a mentality of 'watch from a distance but not play with'. They knew that this was a real distance because the two parties were not in the same world.
Seeing the gap, they felt inferior, so their self-confidence suddenly collapsed.
At this moment, Sun Shanshan had a different feeling. Originally, she wanted to comfort Zhang Wufeng, but at this moment, she knew that her comfort was not needed, and Zhang Wufeng had already walked over.
High mountains and flowing water, blue sky and white clouds actually have a very simple meaning. Even though Zhang Wufeng didn't imply anything, Sun Shanshan could understand it, that is, they are close friends, not lovers.
This last thought suddenly disappeared, but if Zhang Wufeng needed it, Sun Shanshan would still pay it without any complaints.
"Jinxiu, Minghui, let's go." Sun Shanshan said suddenly.
"Well, okay, let's go without disturbing him." Wang Jinxiu and Zhou Minghui said almost at the same time with trembling voices. As they spoke, they looked back at Zhang Wufeng with some reluctance.
For the first time, they felt that the man who was so dirty in their hearts could appear like this, be so charming, make their hearts tremble and flutter, and make them feel inferior and ashamed of themselves.
…
Zhang Wufeng knew that Wang Jinxiu and others were coming, but he didn't care what they thought. He was just him. He played the erhu just to commemorate his memory, not for anything else, let alone to show off or look cool. For Zhang Wufeng,
, is completely unnecessary.
In his state, everything can be controlled at will. If you don't feel emotional, you won't feel bored even if you don't feel emotional for thousands of years. If you want to feel emotional, you can do it seven times a night and it won't feel too much.
After accepting the erhu, he did not retain Sun Shanshan and others who had left. This is life. When you take responsibility and promise a piece of love, you don't need to provoke others.
Since you can't give the other person happiness, don't think about pushing the other person down, even if the other person is a very outstanding and beautiful woman.
The trauma in the heart gradually recovered during the first song, but the so-called seal was made stronger by Zhang Wufeng. Therefore, the sensitivity to the crystal has completely disappeared.
Therefore, at this moment, Zhang Wufeng could not use the space between his eyebrows, but it did not matter. In fact, Zhang Wufeng understood that in the realm of original sin, he either left this world or could not use his cultivation. Now, without Jing
The protection of the wall and the city in the sky are no longer there, so this cultivation will directly attract some incredible beings, leading to destruction.
Zhang Wufeng had known this for a long time, and from the seal, Zhang Wufeng knew that his son Zhang Lunsam wanted him to break through and stand up again, which meant a period of forbearance, and then the crystal could independently practice and evolve, and when he reached the perfection of the ninth major degree of original sin,
The seal will be opened automatically. At that time, it will be truly broken and then established.
Because of this, Zhang Wufeng was extremely calm.
If you really watch Suru and the others leave without working hard or struggling, then what's the point of living?
Although there is no Crystal Power and Crystal Mist at the moment, the strong inner energy still makes Zhang Wufeng extremely powerful. Coupled with the powerful sensory ability, Zhang Wufeng is still not afraid of any danger.
After sensing the condition of his body, Zhang Wufeng continued to practice the Sky City technique. At the same time, he kept thinking about the lives of Zhao Dongsong, Yao Gang, Shi Donglei and others, and these life experiences also gave him
Zhang Wufeng received numerous guidance and life experiences.
Under such circumstances, Zhang Wufeng's state of mind became more and more determined.
Afterwards, Zhang Wufeng rested for a while. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and practiced silently. From now on, his life would embark on a journey again.
…
The next day, after breakfast, Zhang Wufeng, Chen Xingbin and others were waiting in the square downstairs of the archeology department's teaching building. Not long after, a large business tourist bus drove over. Professor Ye personally found it.
A car is used to take students to on-site explanations and classes, which can also be regarded as a research topic in archeology.
After gathering the students and counting their names, everyone headed to the ruins of civilization under the Temple of Heaven.
"This time, there are not many things that can be unearthed, but each one has its own special meaning. Therefore, you must analyze and think carefully..."
Professor Ye spoke seriously while looking out the window.
It doesn’t take much time to get from Peking University to the site of the ruins under the Temple of Heaven.
Not long after, everyone got out of the car and arrived at the site of the ruins, which was guarded by the military.
"Now, everyone can go into the ruins separately to inspect. I have repeatedly emphasized the key points that should be paid attention to three times. If there are any mistakes again, then leave the archeology department on your own. I don't need to say more. Okay, everyone, let's get started, Zhang Wufeng,
You come with me."
"Okay, Professor." Seeing everyone bowing slightly and then running away happily, Zhang Wufeng immediately nodded and walked over.
"We have carefully investigated the ruins before this time, so there won't be any problems. However, the things excavated inside this time are actually not of much use. After our careful analysis and instrument detection, we found that they were all intentional.
It’s just a mischief, a prank.”
Professor Ye sighed helplessly and said.
"Um?"
"You'll know it just by looking at it." Professor Ye led Zhang Wufeng to a basement. The basement was like a warehouse of a small power station. It was sealed. There was a steel door next to it. The steel door was black, and it was dark.
People have a shuddering feeling.
But Professor Ye had already opened the steel door first, walked in, pointed at the three milk bottles and said speechlessly.
"Uh, this is Aideli's baby bottle... Well, the production date is February 22, 2020..."
Zhang Wufeng was a little ashamed at this moment. Looking at these three 90% new milk bottles, Zhang Wufeng couldn't believe that there were three modern milk bottles in this ruins that seemed to be tens of thousands of years old.
"Yeah, what do you mean by saying this isn't a prank? It's a satire on us. But this black square box is a bit strange, but it was also made on February 22, 2019. It is a carbon steel alloy, but its hardness is relatively
It’s a bit larger, a bit similar to a diamond structure.”
Professor Ye explained.
"Well, it's just Professor Ye. Do you have any thoughts on bringing students to see this thing?" Zhang Wufeng's heart trembled slightly, and then he asked.
These things were indeed produced on February 22nd, 2011, but how could these things be real garbage, let alone a prank, because Zhang Wufeng could easily sense these things, and they had gone through tens of thousands of years.
of baptism.
Although they look new, this is just because there was a protective film on these three bottles before, but now, the protective film no longer exists.
"Things that were made in February 2020 were unearthed in April 2018. It only took two months, but it was really buried for tens of thousands of years. So, what changes have occurred in this?"
Zhang Wufeng pondered in his heart.
"It's nothing. Although these things are ordinary things and of no use, I think you are a scholar and can take them back to study. Just seeing these things, I was not as angry as others, and suddenly I thought
I was doing some research for the students, and I happened to find that you have a very upright attitude. I also need an assistant to help organize the materials for academic reports, so you can help me with it." Professor Ye said with a smile, and there were many contradictions in his words.
Zhang Wufeng’s appreciation.
"Well, Professor Ye, you think so highly of your students, they will surely live up to your high expectations."
Zhang Wufeng said sincerely, and then he picked up one of the three milk bottles and looked at it carefully.
"Well, just take your time and look at it. When you leave, you can take everything back to look at, and you won't leave it here.
This place has also been sorted out by other scholars and staff. After we leave, this place will be dealt with separately, and there will be no chance to come back in the future." Professor Ye nodded, then turned and left.
Zhang Wufeng, on the other hand, looked at the three milk bottles with strange eyes.
