Tomb Raiders View Shan Taibao

Chapter 24 Students
Hearing what Feng Sijiu said, Feng Xuewu raised his head, since the matter involved Dixian Village, then this is not the time to talk about the relationship between uncle and nephew.

Seeing Feng Xuewu come out of the emotion just now, Feng Sijiu helped him up. Since the tears had stained the glasses just now, Feng Xuewu had to take off the glasses, wiped them before putting them on.

Recalling that he used to call himself uncle, he always felt that the relationship was too far away. Although they were relatives, they still felt alienated when they said it. Finally, he thought about it and said:

"If you have anything to do, please tell me. If you want to learn martial arts, you must try your best to do it."

Seeing the seriousness of the old man, Feng Sijiu said with a relaxed smile:

"It's not a big deal. Do you know that there is a Professor Chen in BJ who is very obsessed with the study of Jingjue culture and ghost cave clan?"

Hearing what Feng Sijiu said, Feng Xuewu quickly checked in his mind whether he knew the professor surnamed Chen, and immediately thought of someone.

"Oh, I know that. You should be talking about Lao Chen. I have been friends with him for many years. I don't know. Uncle, why did you mention him?"

"It's like this, isn't he going into the desert to find the ancient city of Jingjue?"

"Well, Lao Chen called me and said that the daughter of his Chinese-American friend is willing to pay for them to go to the desert to find the ancient city of Jingjue. The superior has already agreed to apply."

"Then do you know that they are looking for someone who knows the geomantic omen of the stars. After all, the only thing you can see in the desert is the stars in the sky. After all, it is not easy to find an ancient city under the vast yellow sand."

When Feng Xuewu heard this, he suddenly realized:

"Uncle, do you want me to recommend you to Lao Chen for you?"

Feng Sijiu immediately shook his head and denied:

"No, I want you to help me find an identity to sneak into the archaeological team, because the person I'm looking for is Professor Chen and the others who are looking for a master who understands Tianxing Fengshui. The so-called dark place can tell whether you have the ability."

Hearing Feng Sijiu's explanation, Feng Xuewu couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and immediately felt admiration. Finally, the two conspired in the room for half an hour.

Outside the guest house, one old, one young, two uncles and nephews parted ways, saying that they would reunite when they came back from the desert this time, so Feng Sijiu embarked on the journey to Xi'an.

Seeing the back of Feng Sijiu, the cousin whom he had just recognized completely disappear at the corner of the road, Feng Xuewu reluctantly turned his gaze back to the guest house. He is in a particularly good mood today, no, it should be that he has never been so happy in his life Pass.

Back in the lobby of the guest house, Feng Xuewu called Professor Chen.

In the archaeological institute, today is the time when Da Jinya and Wang Kaixuan came to the archaeological team for an interview. In the whole room, only Hu Bayi was listening, and he was talking nonsense about his Feng Shui knowledge.

Everyone in the field was in a daze, but it was right to look awesome anyway.

At this time, Shirley Yang said:
"Mr. Hu is very capable. He has commanded troops and knows the art of Fengshui. However, we have not learned what skills Mr. Wang has. This expedition to the desert is of great importance. We don't need people without unique skills. .”

Seeing that everyone turned their attention to Wang Kaixuan, Hu Bayi hurriedly said for him:

"It's not peaceful in the desert, my friend is good at marksmanship."

At this moment, the landline in the room rang suddenly, and Hao Aiguo, who was watching the play with relish, hurried to answer the phone, and within a few seconds he shouted:

"Professor, it's Professor Sun who called and said he has something to tell you."

When Professor Chen heard that it was a call from an old friend, he hurriedly got up to answer the phone:
"Hey, grandson, why are you calling me at this time?"

"It's like this, Lao Chen, let me tell you something. Aren't you going to the desert this time? I took in a disciple in Gutian. He is a good seedling. It's a pity to stay with me. I want him to follow you to the desert. Don’t worry, you’ll gain knowledge, you’re not a nerd, you can do anything.”

"This, I'm afraid..."

"Okay, Lao Chen, I haven't begged you for many things, this time I beg you."

"Ham, look at what you said, am I afraid that your disciple will not be able to bear it? Since you have said so, that's fine, when will he come here, we don't have much time."

"He can't come to bj, I asked him to go to Xi'an to find your students, and then you can take him with you."

Not long after, Professor Chen hung up the phone with a worried look on his face. Shirley Yang saw it and asked if something happened.

Professor Chen explained the situation. When Shirley Yang heard it, it meant adding another archaeologist to the team. Anyway, one more member is not too many, and one less is quite a lot. After all, Professor Sun and Professor Chen have known each other for many years. It can't be justified at once, so she said that it is not a problem at all.

Feng Sijiu traveled all the way from the carriage to the train, and it was already evening when he arrived in Xi'an. Fortunately, he had a letter of introduction from Feng Xuewu.

After resting in the hostel for one night, Feng Sijiu used the address given by Feng Xuewu to successfully find three students of Professor Chen in the Xi'an Archaeological Institute.

After reading the letter of introduction in his hand, Cui Jian, who is nearly 1.8 meters tall, smiled and looked at Feng Sijiu, who was a little taller than himself, and said:
"Comrade Feng, from now on we will all be comrades-in-arms going to the desert. Let me introduce myself as Chu Jian, this is Sa Dipeng, and this is Ye Yixin."

Although they all read the letter of introduction, Feng Sijiu said politely, "My name is Feng Sijiu."

The handsome Ye Yixin saw that Feng Sijiu was carrying a strange chicken coop on his back, so he asked curiously:
"Comrade Feng, don't you really pretend to have a dick inside?"

Feng Sijiu didn't answer, but smiled and patted the cover of the chicken coop with his backhand, and the Xuanfeng inside made a sound immediately, and the three of them were a little embarrassed when they saw this.

"Comrade Feng, you are too polite, come here now, what chicken do you bring?"

After hearing this, Feng Sijiu was confused, and immediately realized that the three of them seemed to have misunderstood, so he hurriedly explained:

"This is not for you to eat."

The three of Chu Jian were a little embarrassed when they heard this, and then Ye Yixin suggested that Comrade Feng should be invited to clean up the dust, and the fateful friendship of the four returned to normal again.

At the dinner table, Feng Sijiu kept silent as much as possible, and smiled if he could not answer. After all, he is really not an archaeologist. Fortunately, Feng Xuewu also mentioned it in his letter of introduction.

Feng Sijiu is just a half-way guy. He is said to be an archaeologist, but in fact he can only be said to be a non-staff member. He has not been studying archaeology with Feng Xuewu for less than a month.

A few people went back to the archaeological institute after a full meal, and only after a phone call did they learn that Professor Chen and the others had already boarded the car and headed for Xi'an, and they should arrive tomorrow morning after calculation.

Feng Sijiu went back to the guest house, and told the three of them that if Professor Chen and the others came tomorrow morning, remember to call him at the guest house. After all, Professor Chen still needs to visit the archaeological institute when he arrives in Xi'an.

Now if you want to pick up people directly at the train station, it is a bit difficult, after all, almost all of them are heads.

(End of this chapter)