"What is this?" Su Nian instinctively felt that this thing was related to Tianyi, but how could it appear here with Han Bowen?
Han Qing became curious. With a cigarette in his mouth, he snatched the vase from his sister's hand and looked at it together with Chu Beichen. "Huh? There are words on it!"
The two grown men were surprised and studied the words revealed on the vase together. "What does this mean? Tianyi, why does it sound so familiar to me?" Han Qing asked puzzledly.
Chu Beichen whispered to his brother-in-law, "The Mei Shaofeng and his apprentice who are helping Su Nian with his consultations right now, aren't they from the Tianyi Sect?"
Han Qing slapped his forehead and turned his gaze to Han Bowen, "Dad, what's going on with this thing?"
Seeing that the children all asked the same question, Han Bowen took the vase and called the service staff to come over to pack up other things. "Come on, let's go inside and talk!"
Su Nian and the others followed Han Bowen into the house and watched him place the vase on the table. "This is the first antique I collected. I got it when I was traveling in the north. Although I studied archaeology at the time, I had never thought about working in a museum. It was this vase that changed my mind!"
It turned out that although Han Bowen studied archaeology according to his father's wishes, he still yearned for war in his heart. He wanted to join the army and was working hard for it.
Han Bowen originally wanted to make the matter a fait accompli, and then even if Grandpa Han objected, there would be nothing he could do. However, just on the eve of the matter being done, an accident happened.
He went out with his classmates to the vast Gobi grassland in the northwest. He unexpectedly encountered sandstorms on the grassland and he held on to his camel tightly to avoid being blown away.
When the wind and sand stopped, Han Bowen found a vase half covered by yellow sand under his feet. He picked up the vase and found that as long as he put the vase to his ear, he could hear the sound of fighting.
This scared Han Bowen, and he quickly took the vase away from his ear. The sound disappeared immediately, but not long after, Han Bowen felt itchy again, so he picked up the vase and put it to his ear again.
This went on over and over again. Han Bowen listened to the sound in the vase and realized that it was indeed a record of a battle. In the vast history, this battle could probably only be regarded as an unknown battle.
It was a war between two northern ethnic groups for grasslands and cattle and sheep. The owner of this vase was a witch doctor from one of the tribes, who claimed to be a descendant of a heavenly doctor.
Han Bowen was extremely shocked and left the Gobi Desert with the vase, but those voices never appeared again.
Despite this, Han Bowen became interested in what happened in the long river of history. He simply gave up the opportunity to join the army and chose to stay and work in the museum, becoming a real archaeologist.
After hearing this, Su Nian and the others were very shocked, especially Su Nian. This was the first time she heard someone mention the name "Tian Yi", which meant that this sect did exist in history.
And just as Mei Shaofeng said, in order to avoid the people in power, Tianyi once went to a remote place in the north to avoid disaster.
"Dad, do you still remember where you found this vase?" Su Nian asked Han Bowen curiously.
"Of course I remember," Han Bowen nodded. "After I escaped, I made a special trip just to record the detailed address of that place." He held up the vase. "Then I found the words on it, and I became even more certain that there must be a place similar to Pit No. 8 there. These words are the entrance to the tunnel!"
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