Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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Lin Luoran, a few people, found a small restaurant near the university town, commonly known as the fly house, aside from the hygienic conditions, this small restaurant around the school, the taste is absolutely nothing to say, the student’s mouth Finally, the stores that can survive are cheap and delicious.

Garlic white meat, vegetarian fried spinach, salted egg yolk potatoes, pickled fish, brain flower tofu, cold pig's head meat, then a cabbage tofu soup, six dishes and a soup plus a small bucket of rice, four adults and a child, just Eating enough will not waste.

As for Xiaoqinghu, it only eats things that contain aura, whether it is melons and vegetables, or the stream of grass, as long as it is taken from the Lin Luoran space, it is always in the kitchen to steal vegetables and return to the bamboo house. At the end of the night, when people are slowly eating, at this time, these ordinary people are delicious meals. Xiaoqinghu is too lazy to look at it. He has smashed a few pieces of restaurant paper on a plastic stool and lazily lying on it to comb his hair. The girls who provoked the restaurant to eat were whispering about the words like Meng.

"Professor, you have been staying at the scene for five or six days. Yesterday, I met your teacher at school and I am still yelling at you!" Professor Yan Feng, who even ate dinner, did not forget to discuss the documents unearthed from the tomb with Rong Donglin. Tofu is vague and clear.

Professor Yan put down the chopsticks and shook his head and smiled: "Yan Feng, on the issue of academics, you are not as good as the winter."

Speaking of Yan Feng quietly made a face to Rong Donglin.

Rong Dong Lin I don’t know if it’s too tired or the mood hasn’t changed yet. I’ve been screaming and sipping my rice, and occasionally helping Luo Dong’s food.

“Professor, I heard that Rong’s classmates have studied water books?”

Everyone ate for twenty minutes, and it was quite fun. The waiter was packing up the table. Lin Luoran took Lin Luodong to check out the bill, fearing that everyone would wait, and then asked.

This was originally a sentence, but Professor Yan nodded and said: "He is still studying in the water book, and he is a seedling for research."

Seeing the other three people are watching themselves, Rong Donglin explained: "My dad was originally Mr. Shui Shu, I learned a little, it is still far away!"

Lin Luodong asked what was "Mr. Shui Shu". After Rong Donglin explained it, he talked with Professor Wei about the unearthed Han Bamboo Slips:

"I don't know what the identity of the tomb owner is. These bamboo slips are actually arranged in gold thread, and they are well preserved. It's just content, it's a bit absurd..."

A few people got on the bus, and Professor Yan sat in the middle of the back seat and shook his head and said that he disagreed: "The absurdity? There is too much unsolved in the long history of China's history. Why is it absurd?"

Rong Donglin may also be a true hobby. For different opinions, he will not argue with Professor Tong Yan: "The part recorded in the water book has nothing to do with the mythological system of Shan Hai Jing, and it has never been recorded... What kind of ointment that can make people break their arms and reunite the soul of the soul, it sounds the same as the elixir in the popular online Xian Xia novels, how could it exist in the real world of the Han Dynasty?"

Professor Yan shook his head and apparently disagreed with the concept of Rong Donglin. When Yan Fengyi heard about online novels, he finally reached the place where he could intervene, and discussed the topic of whether there was a self-cultivator in this world.

They discussed this issue in the face of Lin Luoran, and they must have told her that she could not smile. At this time, Yan Feng and Rong Donglin continued to discuss what Lin Luoran felt that she did not hear clearly. She noticed that Rong Donglin said The "reunion of the spirit of the spirit of the soul" ... sounds, it is like the existence of the soul of the wood!

Is it really God's pity?

Lin Luoran felt up and down and felt that his lips were a little dry.

"Luo Dong, do you say that there are swordsmen in this world?" Yan Feng turned his eyes and fell on the youngest Lin Luodong, trying to seek an alliance.

Lin Luodong’s eyes slammed into Lin Luoran’s body and wanted to say loudly that the one who was driving was:

"Of course!"

Yan Feng is proud of the ocean, and the winter is dying. Lin Luodong is a fanciful age. If he asks him, he promises that he is naturally biased toward Yan Feng.

Professor Yan saw their arguments and shook their heads.

Lin Luoran forced himself to calm down and pretend to ask at random: "What is the spirit of the teacher who reunited with the soul of the gods, it sounds interesting, Professor, is that only said on the bamboo slip?"

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

The country's treasure?

Lin Luoran screaming, her courage seems to be getting bigger and bigger. She used to encounter such a thing. When she heard the treasure of the country, she had to shrink her neck. Now, she is thinking about how to get this bamboo slip into her own hands... Save Baojia, let her go to steal a palace museum, let alone the bamboo roll that still stays on the site of Zeng's.

Lin Luoran smiled and sent them back to the excavation site. He also took Yan Feng to the door of the gate, and then drove home to Luo Dong, and she did not show half thoughts along the way.

But sensitive Luo Dong, but always feel that my sister's smile is a thief, let him hit a sly - oh, it seems that the last time, the family sells medicinal drugs that time, my sister laughed like this, and the result was a hill. The same jade.

Xiaoqinghu yawned and yawned, and he was a little sleepy in Lin Luoran’s arms.

Can reunite the spirit of the soul? It feels like I heard it in my childhood, hey, how can I not remember? Forget it, this woman did not take the initiative to ask it, why bother to go back and study hard, Xiaoqing Fox heart peace in the foot of Lin Luoran, into a dream.

Lin Luoran found Zeng Tian on the second day. It was not in the middle of the night. Zeng Tian now hangs the name of the planning director of Zeng's Rongcheng branch. Lin Luoran casually checked the phone number and dialed him directly.

When Xiao Zeng’s classmate heard the call from Lin Shishu, he looked forward and looked forward to it. Lin Luoran asked him to drink a cup of tea under the camphor tree and finished the matter.

However, Lin Dad came back from Qingcheng Villa, and happened to see that he had been added and greeted him to drink alcohol. Xiao Zeng estimated that the jar on the hands of Lin Da was the last spirit that had been fortunate enough to drink. The great determination was reluctant to refuse.

Although Lin Shishu’s request was whimsical to ordinary people, but after adding Lin Jiamen, he was relieved and laughed.

He was not afraid of any weird demands. What he was afraid of was a crack in his relationship with Lin Shishu. Since Lin Shishu spoke up, he was sure to take this opportunity to resolve the suspicion that was caused by Cao Liyang last time... Haha, then again, why not be blessed by misfortune? As for Lin Shishu’s residence here, several practitioners have come.

Not to mention that Zeng Tianzhi was busy and went back to work. After Lin Luoran sent him away, he seemed to have forgotten the Han Tomb Bamboo Slips. He announced at the home that he wanted to close the news and plunged into the basement.

Really have the whereabouts of the soul-raising wood, she does not know how long it will take, for the safety of the family, refining the armor, we must speed up the process.

Looking at the scorpion shell in the basement, and all kinds of materials that she can provide, Lin Luoran hardly fists, come on!