Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

A blurry picture appeared in front of him, and then disappeared quickly. However, Wang Xiaoming had the ability to awaken his memory, and he remembered the picture.

In the picture, there is a blacksmith shop with air leakage from all sides. It has only one roof and a few log pillars for support around it.

Two vague figures were standing next to a stove. One of them was holding a bronze lamp, and the other was holding something that looked like a hammer. What were they talking about?

Is this the place where bronze lamps are made?

‘The historical fragment of the birth of the bronze lamp. ’

This piece of information suddenly flashed through Wang Xiaoming's mind. This was a reminder to identify the spell, allowing him to confirm his guess.

Looking towards the center of the ceremony, the bronze charms flickered, and on the bronze lamp, Wang Xiaoming saw an earthy yellow air flow entwining, giving him a sense of vicissitudes of life.

‘Historical atmosphere. ’ The identification spell prompted again.

Information about historical atmosphere is introduced in the archaeologist’s magic potion. It is the natural agglomeration of man-made objects after experiencing the erosion of time. It records countless people, things, and objects. It is a mark in time and space, allowing People feel the vicissitudes and weight.

Archaeologists usually judge the authenticity and existence time of antiquities through the historical atmosphere, and explore the history behind the antiquities. This is an important method for their archaeology.

Wang Xiaoming reached out directly to touch this historical aura. At the moment of contact, his consciousness was like hitting a mountain, and his whole person was in a state of confusion.

Then the identification charm shimmered again, combining and reorganizing the information about the underground passages in his memory with some knowledge about the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. Finally, with the blessing of historical atmosphere, specific identification information was formed.

This is information that he cannot identify using normal spells.

'Bronze vessels originating from the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period were made by ghost controllers. They once contained the power to suppress supernatural ghosts and suppressed them in the supernatural land for one thousand one hundred and eleven years. ’

Before he could recall the identification information just now, the magic potion in Wang Xiaoming's body also changed at the same time.

boom!

The potion in his body began to vibrate violently, and more potion was being digested by Wang Xiaoming and completely integrated into his body.

When he came to his senses, the archaeological ceremony was over, and what his hand touched was not the earthy historical atmosphere, but a bronze lamp.

"One-twentieth of the potion has been digested."

Wang Xiaoming sensed the potion in his body and made a judgment. Coupled with the feedback on the potion obtained from reading in the past ten days, he had digested three-twentieths of the potion.

As long as there are seventeen more ancient artifacts similar to bronze lamps, he will probably be able to completely digest the magic potion of the Sequence 8 archaeologists, and there will be no need to read the books recommended by Professor Bai.

But this does not mean that reading history is useless. On the contrary, reading history is the basis for archaeologists to digest magic potions.

The fact that he had just successfully digested the magic potion during the archaeological ceremony was not out of thin air, but based on his understanding of underground passages and supernatural ghosts, plus his knowledge of the history of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. The combination of the two combined with the historical aura on the bronze lamp. Part of the message resonated, and I got feedback from the potion.

If he knows nothing about bronze lamps and only a little knowledge of history, he will not be able to resonate with the breath of history and cause the magic potion to be digested.

This is also the reason why Wang Xiaoming did not directly go to major ancient tombs and museums for archaeology after becoming an archaeologist. Without relevant historical knowledge, he could not tell the origin of these ancient objects, and there was no way to start archeology.

After clearing the table of rituals, Wang Xiaoming began to recall the identification information just now.

"The ghost controller mentioned in the appraisal should be the figure holding a hammer in the historical picture. He can create hundreds of bronze lamps that suppress ghosts. This person must be a very powerful ghost controller.

And his ability should be related to forging. The hammer and furnace are probably the ghosts he controls. "

Especially the stove in the picture reminds Wang Xiaoming of the stove in the Caesar Hotel. In the original description, the red flame burning in the stove is different from the will-o'-wisp. The fire can not only burn supernatural beings, but also the bodies of supernatural beings. The will-o'-the-wisp is even more ferocious.

The furnace fire can burn the bodies of supernatural ghosts, and coupled with the unknown hammer forging, in addition to these bronze lamps, this ghost controller must have also forged many supernatural weapons.

"Speaking of which, Li Qingzhi of Caesar Hotel should be dead now. Except for him and Zhang Youhong, among the seven elders of the Republic of China, everyone else should still be alive."

"But they don't have long left. There is less than a year left before Yang Jian becomes a ghost controller."

Recalling the plot of the original work, Wang Xiaoming thought of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China. These are ghost controllers who have lived from the Republic of China to the present. Each one of them is an absolute strong among ghost controllers.

If they were not limited by their longevity, it would be okay to call them gods. It is a pity that heroes grow old and beauties grow old. No matter how powerful the ghost controllers are, they all come to an end unfortunately under the erosion of time.

Returning to reality, Wang Xiaoming turned on his computer, logged in to his account, and began to check the daily reports sent to him by the experimental base.

First, I took a cursory look at the reports of several base directors and found no problems, so I simply replied.

Then there is the experiment log of Chen Wei in the laboratory, who is still obsessed with the supernatural suppression experiment.

At this time, Wang Xiaoming suddenly thought of several sets of supernatural runes that also had the ability to suppress supernatural beings. He quickly listed these groups of runes with supernatural suppression in his mind, looking for repeated supernatural runes among them.

The supernatural rune group is Wang Xiaoming's general name for the multiple runes found in each supernatural material. Because currently he cannot distinguish the meaning of the runes, he can only use the identification information as a record and call the multiple runes as a whole. .

"Strange? Why are there no repeated runes?"

Wang Xiaoming was surprised to find that the same set of runes for suppressing supernatural beings did not have the same runes.

"It seems that the system of supernatural runes is larger than I thought."

Recalling the supernatural runes in his memory, Wang Xiaoming made a judgment, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why the set of runes that also suppressed supernatural beings was not repeated.

In terms of supernatural runes, Wang Xiaoming did not find inspiration to solve the experiment. He could only answer some questions raised by Chen Wei and use divination to reduce detours for her.

It's approaching noon,

Zhao Jianguo finally called. He had already contacted the work unit of the Ming Tombs. When Wang Xiaoming wanted to go, he only had to call the local management department and someone would take him in to visit.

After writing down the phone number left by Zhao Jianguo, Wang Xiaoming prepared to go to the Ming Tombs in the afternoon. He directly called the manager opposite, made an appointment with the time and place, and hung up the phone.

Li Jun stood aside and said nothing. He was not surprised that Wang Xiaoming wanted to dig up the Ming Tombs, because he was used to Wang Xiaoming's strange behavior.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun left the headquarters in a special car and headed northwest.

The driver at the headquarters drove very steadily, and Wang Xiaoming felt a little sleepy while sitting.

The Ming Tombs are actually not far from the headquarters, only about fifty kilometers away. In addition, it is located in the outer ring of Dajing City and the road conditions are good. It only took forty minutes to get there.

The Ming Tombs have been developed into a nationally famous 5A-level scenic spot, with four areas open for tourists to visit. However, the real secret areas of the imperial tombs are absolutely off-limits.

At the entrance of the scenic spot, Wang Xiaoming saw the administrator of the imperial mausoleum who was talking to him. She was a beautiful woman with long hair and fashionable clothes.

"You must be Professor Wang! You are indeed young." The long-haired woman put away the phone and walked up to Wang Xiaoming. "My name is Hou Cuijiao, and I am the administrator of the imperial mausoleum."

"Hello, I am Wang Xiaoming," Wang Xiaoming pointed to Li Jun next to him and introduced, "His name is Li Jun."

Li Jun nodded expressionlessly and said nothing.

Hou Cuijiao didn't care. She smiled and said, "Come with me. I heard that you are going to enter the real imperial mausoleum?"

"Yes," Wang Xiaoming replied, "Can you briefly introduce this place?"

Hou Cuijiao nodded, thought for a moment and said: "Since you want to go to the real imperial mausoleum, there is no need to look at the Changling, Xianling, and Zhaoling mausoleums that have been opened. They have been renovated and the real good things have been moved. empty.

Although the next ten imperial tombs are not open to the public, they have all been excavated for protection. Only some places with research value can remain intact. "