Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

After the banquet, Lin Ran was arranged to spend the night in Jiang Zhou's guest room.

The next day, Lin Ran and Guan Yun took a plane back to the capital.

It was still early, so Lin Ran went directly back to the Shengshi Crafts Office, planning to entertain Guan Yun first, and then arrange accommodation.

Who would have thought that just after returning to the office and making tea, people outside the door smelled the scent of tea and came in.

"Mr. Lin, you are finally back." Lin Ran took a look and saw that the visitor turned out to be someone from the archaeological team.

"Come, sir, sit down and drink tea together." Lin Ran quickly asked the visitor to drink tea with him.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." The person who came here was of a certain age and also knew tea. He sat down and took a sip, and praised: "It is indeed the West Lake Longjing, the pure Longjing fragrance."

This Uncle Zhang was the person Ma Rubin arranged to meet him.

He took the teacup, took a sip, and let out a sigh of admiration.

The three of them drank tea and chatted for a while, and Lin Ran felt very comfortable. This is life.

However, in front of strangers, Guan Yun obviously talked a lot less.

After a few sips and chatting, Uncle Zhang said: "Mr. Lin, actually I came here today to tell you that things in Hebei have been arranged, and to ask you when you can set off."

Less than half a month has passed, and the weather is gradually getting warmer.

It is a good time to go to the grave.

"The work efficiency is okay." Lin Ran smiled and said, "Then how should we arrange our trip to Tianjin?"

Since this time it was in the name of assisting the archaeological team, the issue of natural accommodation should be arranged by them.

"I'm afraid not." Uncle Zhang smiled awkwardly, "The situation in Hebei is more complicated..."

Seeing that Uncle Zhang seemed to have something to say, Guan Yun stood up in a very aware manner, said that he still had something to do, and left the office.

Guan Yun was quite tactful and could tell that Uncle Zhang didn't want others to know what happened.

After closing the office door, Uncle Zhang said: "The treasure hunting club is too powerful. Even though Ma Rubin is the leader of the archaeological team in name, it is not easy to actually carry out the work."

"And..." He leaned closer to Lin Ran, "Director Ma gave me a document and asked me to hand it over to you for you to take a look at."

After speaking, he took out a piece of paper from his arms.

Lin Ran took it and looked at it. The record on it looked like an inscription.

It's just that it's not an ordinary small seal script, but a special kind of writing - the death script.

Death texts, also known as ghost books, are texts written for the dead.

But it takes some time to decipher it. I glanced at Uncle Zhang. He seemed to have no idea what was written on it and was drinking tea by himself.

This kind of text interpretation is extremely complicated. Lin Ran concentrated on it, holding a magnifying glass and comparing it word by word, with a very serious look on his face.

On the surface, Uncle Zhang didn't care, but in fact, he secretly ignored Lin Ran and had some expectations in his heart.

This guy really knows how to write about death.

There used to be an extremely shabby book in the National Museum that no one cared about.

Lin Ran was curious, so he turned it out and found that it was filled with obscure fonts that looked like Morse code.

Later, after studying it with my teacher, I found out that it turned out to be a reference book for the death sentence.

Unfortunately, the words above were too difficult to understand, and it was not a language system, so Lin Ran could only interpret them one by one based on the words in his memory.

Uncle Zhang saw Lin Ran's serious look, took a sneak glance, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

But he was thinking in his heart that Director Ma had indeed seen the right person.

Because there are definitely no more than ten people in the world who can understand the memorial.

And among these ten people, half are from the museum system, and they have no right to transfer at all.

When Director Ma saw the inscription, his head swelled. He wanted to find the treasure before the treasure hunt. It would take too much time for them to interpret it themselves.

So I kept waiting for Lin Ran to come back, but I didn't expect to see someone deciphering the memorial in front of me.

An hour later, Uncle Zhang had refilled several pots of tea and was still full of praise for Longjing.

But he still yawned and said, "Mr. Lin, what do you think? I'm about to fall asleep."

As he spoke, he stretched out in his chair.

However, he found that Lin Ran's face was solemn and he seemed not to have heard what he said.

"Cough." Uncle Zhang cleared his throat to wake up Lin Ran's attention.

Lin Ran came back to his senses and smiled: "Sorry, I was too absorbed in watching it just now."

"Haha, it's really rare for young people to be so focused. So what exactly does this inscription say?"

"Hmm... the content here is very strange. Where did you get it?" Lin Ran did not rush to answer, but asked him a question.

"It's the tomb we're going to this time." Uncle Zhang couldn't wait and said, "You have understood the content, right? Tell me what it says quickly."

Lin Ran said in a deep voice: "The front is a spell-like text, which cannot be effectively read. The last few sentences mean that the curse is eternity and also the key."

Uncle Zhang was listening attentively, but it ended like this?

He seemed a little confused: "There is such a long paragraph above, and that's it?"

"The rest are all prayers." Lin Ran translated it for Uncle Zhang.

Only a few lines of words, but they were baffled.

"Mr. Lin, do you think this is very mysterious?" Uncle Zhang smiled faintly.

Topics such as curse and eternity have always been inseparable from death.

And judging from the tone, it was said specifically to the person who built the monument, and it didn't look like it was addressed to a dead person at all.

Lin Ran smiled and explained: "The memorial is actually mainly for ghosts and gods, so the words in it are quite weird, and they are for humans."

But he did not say the next words, because whether there are ghosts and gods in the world is another matter.

In a sense, this is actually an ancient secret text.

It is the valuable information left by the dead to the living.

There are special mentions of keys and curses, and it looks like it will be another dangerous journey.

"When you found the deceased, did you see anything else nearby?" Lin Ran suddenly stood up, "For example, books, jade pendants, etc."

Lin Ran felt that since the key was mentioned in the text, there must be something special in it.

"Hey, Mr. Lin, you are really smart. It is true that the ancient team found a bronze head near the stone monument. They are in Cangzhou now. You can see it when you go over there."