Chapter 449 Professor Fan

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The stairs were not long, and there was a sensor light above her head. Han Fei quickly groped her way downstairs, feeling that the temperature had dropped several degrees, and it was so cold that she got goosebumps.

There are many shelves in the entire basement. There are many cultural relics with a muddy smell on the shelves. They are obviously things that have not had time to be cleaned and repaired. They are just placed on the shelves. At a glance, they look like The tombstones erected one after another silently symbolize the lost history.

Han Fei swallowed her saliva and began to look over one by one, trying to find items similar to those in her memory. However, she searched and looked for a long time, but she couldn't find any, which made her a little frustrated. cold.

Worried that Fan Qing had been waiting for her, Han Fei hesitated to go back, but out of the corner of her eye she saw something flashing around the corner in front.

Han Fei moved forward slowly as if being bewitched. As soon as she turned the corner, she saw a shocking scene in front of her.

There are many things messily placed on the ground, and the attached soil has not been cleaned up. At first glance, I don’t know what they are, but the thing placed in the middle is immediately clear. It is a huge mouthful. Mahogany coffin.

The entire coffin was covered with mud, as if it had been put away not long after it was dug out. However, the mud stars could not cover up the exquisite patterns carved on it. The entire coffin was decorated and carved very beautifully, and there was also a faint trace of The stock is domineering.

Han Fei couldn't help but get closer and wanted to walk over, but a circle of cordon was set up around the two places, and no one was allowed to get close. Han Fei stood outside the cordon and felt it at close range. That cold breath that hit his nostrils.

The things on the ground were barely distinguishable when viewed at close range. Han Fei finally moved her eyes from the mahogany coffin to the nearest artifact, which was a four-sided tripod. Due to its age, it seemed It was a little dusty, even the lid was missing, and the inside of the tripod was full of mud, but like the coffin, the sides of the tripod were also carved with exquisite patterns.

It's just that the pattern looks a little familiar.

Han Fei couldn't help but squat down, got into the cordon, took out a paper towel and began to wipe off the soil around the square tripod. The more he wiped, the more obvious the pattern became. It was a flower pattern.

The branches are spreading, the petals are small and narrow, clustered in clusters, and even the small lines are carved very clearly.

This pattern is exactly the same as the pattern on Qin Che's face.

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, staring at the pattern on it without blinking, and her heart was filled with strange feelings.

"Does it look good? Only the most noble artifact of the Goddess Era would have the opportunity to be engraved with such patterns. This should be a tripod used for sacrifice."

A strange and old voice sounded behind her, making Han Fei startled. The tissues in her hand fell to the ground. She turned around suddenly and saw an old man who she thought was over fifty years old was smiling. Looking at her with interest.

Han Fei stood up in a hurry, feeling a little at a loss.

The old man pushed up his reading glasses, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Don't be nervous, kid, did I scare you?"

Han Fei immediately bent down and bowed: "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have barged in casually! I'm so sorry!"

The old man laughed and said, "Don't be so formal. I won't tell the security guard."

As he said this, the old man winked mischievously, showing no scholarly attitude at all.

"Grandpa! Why are you here!"

Another surprised voice broke in.

"Hey!! Han Fei! You are really here!"

Fan Qing ran over angrily, put her hands on Han Fei's hips and said, "I've been looking for you for a long time! How did you run in! The entrance to the basement is obviously in a very secret place! And do you know that you are It's very dangerous to run around like this! What if you get sick again and can't find your way out! You worry me to death!"

Han Fei was speechless by Fan Qing's crackling words, and could only keep apologizing.

"sorry Sorry……"

The old man laughed dumbly and said: "Xiaoqing, how can you let people talk like this! Let go quickly, you child, you can't speak slower to give others a chance to recover."

Fan Qing felt a little embarrassed after hearing this, stopped talking, turned to the old man and said, "I haven't told you yet! Grandpa, didn't you say you would come back in three days? Why did you come back early!"

The old man said with a smile: "I am old and my memory is not good. Isn't that information at home? I didn't go."

Fan Qing muttered: "It's not that you have a bad memory because you are old, but you have too many things to remember! You deserve it!"

"Xiaoqing?"

"I was wrong grandpa!"

Fan Zhong was really helpless towards his granddaughter, but fortunately, the child had a very good heart, so he said: "Xiaoqing, is this your friend?"

Fan Qing pointed at Han Fei and said, "Yes! This is a friend I just met, but sometimes I don't have a good mind."

Han Fei defended weakly, "My mind is fine..."

But Fan Qing pretended not to hear it and continued: "This is what I told you on the phone, a friend who wants to learn about history from you!"

Fan Zhong turned around in surprise, looked at Han Fei, and said: "My child, what I study is not proper history. It is in those official history books. Things like Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing are not within the scope of my research. Inside."

Han Fei quickly straightened her expression and said, "I know! I didn't come to you to know the official history. What I want to know is this batch of antiquities and the era of goddesses that you mentioned before."

Fan Zhong was even more surprised and said, "Where did you know that?"

Fan Qing said weakly: "I, I said it accidentally."

Fan Zhong sighed heavily and said: "These things shouldn't be talked about randomly. Things at that time were just my guesses. There is too little evidence and it really can't be brought to the table."

Han Fei said eagerly: "It doesn't matter, just tell me what you know!" Han Fei paused, and finally gritted her teeth and said: "Maybe I can help you!"

Fan Zhong looked at Han Fei suspiciously and said, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense."

Han Fei took a deep breath, calmed down, and said seriously: "I'm not joking. I have also done research on this era. It may have a certain effect. Please be sure to discuss it with me!"

Fan Zhong hesitated. Frankly speaking, he almost always explored the era of goddesses by himself. He didn't even have anyone to discuss it with. Everyone thought he was crazy and crazy. That era that could not exist at all is just a fairy tale. There are no gods in this world.