[293 – Mantis Catching Cicadas]

“Shendu Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology.”

Lin Jie carefully scraped off the thin and hard “shell” made of blood and dust on the cover of the notebook with the released ether.

——He is not accustomed to using these ethers. After all, he is just an ordinary person, and there is not much place for him to use them. He just keeps storing them when he is traveling between dreams at night, just like a hamster hoarding pine cones. It made him feel inexplicably safe.

The hard shell was slowly peeled off under the “carving” of the invisible ether, and the remaining debris fell on the counter.

The ones that appeared on the cover of the note below, and the grooves in the lower left corner of the cover that were originally covered, formed such a row of somewhat incomplete fonts.

“call.”

Lin Jie blew off the debris on the desktop, and then looked at the “refreshed” notebook.

The keeper of this notebook, neither the smuggler in the lower city nor Theodore who bought it on a resale, did not attempt to peel off its dirty casing.

On the one hand, it may be that there is not enough time, and on the other hand, it may be that it is not necessary.

Of course, it is also possible that the technology is insufficient, and I dare not try it rashly.

Originally, special tools should be used for this kind of restoration and arrangement of antiquities, but Lin Jie is not at home or at school now. The only tool that can be used is a screwdriver… I can’t use that thing against this. A fragile book to use. Remember https://m. xswang.com

So Lin Jie had to use the ether power that was almost forgotten by himself to clean up the notebook instead of professional tools.

From the results, the efficiency is top-notch.

“The Shendu Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology… It really is a souvenir distributed by this institute to those who participated in the archaeological academic seminar at that time.”

Lin Jie finally knew why he felt familiar.

Because he himself has a notebook with the same style and a matching pen.

Although he majored in folklore, because of his “family origin”, almost all of the people who came and went in and out of his home since he was a child are staff who study history and archaeology-related content. Low.

As mentioned earlier, whenever there is a shortage of manpower in the archaeology major next door, Lin Jie will always be pulled to help him.

Similarly, those students who put their respect for Professor Lin on Lin Jie always hope that he can inherit Lin Minghai’s “mantle” and take him to participate in various academic seminars, or simply Take him to the archaeological site.

But Lin Jie lacks interest in this. He does not like to study dead objects that have already passed away, but prefers visible folk customs that are closely related to people who are living today.

What’s more, the expectant eyes they looked at him did not fall on him.

Why should he try to please them?

Having said that, Lin Jie is not a fool. Of course, he will not express his inner thoughts like this. He will still go to those meetings, but most of them are perfunctory.

And the seminar hosted by the Shendu Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology was one of the insignificant ones.

Afterwards, the notebook was kept by Lin Jie, and was kept with his other souvenirs, and he never touched it again.

“I didn’t expect that in this form, in another world, I would see such a book again.”

Lin Jie’s eyes swept over the vague inscriptions on the cover. He couldn’t tell what his mood was. He stretched out his fingers to support his forehead and nodded.

“The director of that research institute seems to be surnamed Duan… It seems that someone introduced him as a student of Lin Minghai, and he did work in Shendu for a period of time, but I have never seen the director of Duan visit. , I didn’t even come to the funeral, so I subconsciously thought that the two were just a general relationship.”

“If I could have a deeper understanding of it at that time, I might be able to know whether this director Duan is the Duan Xuemin mentioned in this note.”

Lin Jie shook his head: “But since it is a style notebook, the whole thing must be inseparable from the Shendu Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology, and the institute mentioned in it is very likely to be it. The problem is just in case. The owner of this notebook is just like me, who got such a notebook as a souvenir from a seminar.”

“Ugh.”

He sighed, it was too difficult to deduce the truth just from such a mutilated notebook.

There are still many uncertainties…

Another very important point is that according to Theodore’s statement and Lin Jie’s own judgment, this notebook is at least more than a hundred years old.

But Lin Minghai had a car accident twenty-four years ago.

If it was really his archaeological work at that time, then it means that the flow of time on both sides is different.

Or, when they passed through the “door”, the time and space were distorted, allowing them to go to the lower city a hundred years ago, leaving behind everything they saw now.

“Nuojin’s Xiacheng District seems to have a very big secret buried… The second era and the previous ruins should all be there. In this case, there may still be mysterious power from ancient times.”

Lin Jie felt that he had one more reason to go to Xiacheng.

At that time, the entire team was ordered to write down notes. There were nearly 30 people, and there must be more than this one left.

If you can get other people’s notes, it means one step closer to the truth.

“Moreover, since the languages on both sides of the world are different, it means that in the eyes of Azir’s ‘indigenous’, what is written on this notebook is simply an incomprehensible ghost talisman, and it has no value at all.”

“But Theodore said that this notebook caused him trouble, that he was being targeted, which means – it is very likely that in Azir, a group of people have discovered the value of this notebook, so Someone wants to get it.”

Lin Jie’s face was dignified: “It is unlikely that you can tell from this notebook alone. I boldly assume that they may already have other notebooks or other items from the earth.”

——

A pendant made of yellow crystal swayed in the air, shining brightly.

“Is this a mineral that has been confirmed to be completely extinct in Azir… It’s beautiful.”

Cleveland sighed through the color refracted by the crystal, while gazing at the huge eyeballed “laid” that swallowed two people in the center, with a look of fascination: “This is such a powerful dream creature in its infancy, It’s even more unheard of, at least it’s quasi-god-level.”

He put away the pendant, felt the fluctuations of the enchantment points around him, and showed a winning smile: “No wonder Lord Shang Dafeng asked us to temporarily change the plan and sacrifice two pawns as traps in exchange for such a good pet, really Make sure you don’t lose.”