After rubbing his head for a long time, Immortal Nie finally spoke.

"Master Lin..."

After calling him Master, Immortal Nie said self-deprecatingly:

"I used to call you Master, and I had to add a small word in front of it. Now it seems... you are the fucking Master!"

He recalled the details of Lin Han buying the seal, and suddenly realized:

"So, you knew from the beginning that the seal was not simple?"

Lin Han shrugged without comment.

“For me, it’s simple”

hiss……

The three big guys present were all shocked.

It was easy for Lin Han to repair the Tang Dynasty pottery figurines, and then he could find dragon points. Now, he has a seal that even Immortal Nie can't see.

He actually saw through it at a glance?

This is more powerful than the golden eyes!

The three of them admired Lin Han, but at the same time felt that their old bones were really useless!

Lin Han didn't say much.

The food in the hotel is good.

The hometown dishes recommended by Mr. Zhang have unique flavors.

Moreover, Lin Han had been running around these days and was indeed a little tired.

Now that I had finally relaxed, I didn't care what these three old men thought or thought.

Eat well first.

None of the three old men could eat. They glanced at Lin Han secretly, feeling jealous.

If I had Lin Han’s two skills, how could I have gotten to where I am now?

After a while, Lin Han was full and took a cigarette in his hand, turning it back and forth but not lighting it.

He has wanted to quit smoking for a long time.

But the busier I am at work, especially when I am away from home, I can't help but smoke a couple of cigarettes.

Recently, the Xuantong Body Tempering Technique has remained at level four and has not been able to go any higher.

That was after I took the Chinese medicine given by Ge Fu's family.

Lin Han thought that it might be related to his smoking habit.

Thinking about quitting smoking, I just took it out but didn't smoke.

While playing, a young man walking back and forth in the restaurant caught his attention.

The boy looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, at the stage of growth, with long arms and legs.

Not only that, the boy's fingers are slender and flexible.

As he walked around, he would occasionally fiddle with tablecloths, chairs, and other things that passed by him.

The wooden chair weighing seven or eight pounds seemed to come alive in his hands and began to spin in various shapes.

Surprisingly, the chair spun back and forth without making any sound.

For this reason, the boy’s behavior did not attract the attention of the hotel staff.

Lin Han stared at him for a few seconds, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Just as she was about to look away, she met the boy's gaze.

The gaze was cold and sharp, like a knife that had just been sharpened with water, making people's hearts shrink.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be defeated after seeing this.

But Lin Han is not.

He glanced back at the boy and continued playing with the cigarette in his hand.

The young man gave Lin Han a warning look, then turned around, and the chair in his hand fell silently to the ground.

When Lin Han looked again, the young man was no longer in the hotel.

After that, Lin Han didn’t take it seriously.

After having dinner with the four old men, we discussed the next arrangements.

Bai Tingwei had a clear goal: "The survey team will be here soon, in about two days. We will stay here for three more days at most. After we take them to the wooden tower ruins, we can go back."

Things that Xing Xiaozhi found under the wooden pagoda ruins.

After the Tang Dynasty terracotta warriors were dug out, Bai Tingwei could just leave them alone.

Anyway, he has already taken the credit.

But Xing Xiao is different.

He is a businessman and he will not leave until he sees the terracotta warriors.

"Shirabe, I want to stay here for a few more days."

"good."

Bai Tingwei agreed without waiting for Xing Xiao to explain the reason.

Even the high-ranking Ministry of Culture needs companies like Bingxinhu.

Otherwise, where would the funds for the survey come from?

Who will undertake the subsequent packaging and promotion work?

Where does the huge expenditure of the Cultural and Chinese Department come from?

The two of them turned to Immortal Nie and asked him how to arrange it.

"Master Lin, what about you?"

Unexpectedly, Immortal Nie did not answer, but asked about Lin Han's arrangements instead.

Lin Han broke the cigarette in his hand, put it in the ashtray, and said:

"Do you remember the jade cicada I took from the store when I left?"

hiss……

Immortal Nie was the first to answer:

"Remember, you want to find Yuchan's tomb?"

Lin Han nodded:

"Originally, the jade cicada is also of Tang Dynasty style, and it is highly overlapped with the location of the wooden pagoda ruins. I thought the jade cicada tomb should be near the wooden pagoda."

The four old men listened with great interest, and their eight old eyes stared at Lin Han without blinking.

"But, when we searched for dragon points yesterday, we found no trace of the Jade Cicada Tomb."

"Just..." Bai Tingwei asked.

However, he did not dare to say the next words.

Because, Immortal Nie, Xing Xiao and Old Zhang all looked at him with some suspicion.

They knew what Bai Tingwei wanted to say.

Yesterday, when Lin Han was searching for dragon points, he didn't even look for Yuchan's tomb. How did he know that there was no tomb there?

But as soon as Bai Tingwei said a word, he was besieged by everyone's eyes.

At the same time, he also realized that

I have no right to doubt Lin Han's judgment.

Lin Han said that there is no Yuchan Tomb over there, so there definitely is none.

Bai Tingwei raised his hands in surrender:

"Okay, I was wrong, Master Lin Han, please continue."

Lin Han waved his hand, indicating that he shouldn't take it to heart.

"It's not over there, but it shouldn't be too far away. I want to stay and look for the Jade Cicada Tomb."

Immortal Nie immediately agreed:

"Then I will stay too... and look for Yuchan's tomb."

Mr. Zhang naturally followed Lin Han.

Bai Tingwei looked around and thought, "So you all stay and I'm the only one going back to Beijing?"

"Then I won't leave either!"

Xing Xiao poured him a cup of tea:

"It just so happens that the food in Beishan is good, so let's stay a few more days."

After deciding on the itinerary, everyone felt relieved, and after dinner, they did not rush back to the hotel.

Instead, I chose the local antique street.

Northern Shaanxi is located in the heart of China. To the north, there is the Qin Mountains to block foreign invaders, and to the east, there is the Mother River, which has nourished farmland for thousands of years.

Because of the terrain, there is no need to worry about flood disasters.

Therefore, northern Shaanxi has always been the first choice for the capital of every dynasty.

The capital of Northern Shaanxi Province, known as the ancient capital of Six Dynasties, was the political and cultural center of six or seven dynasties.

With such a profound historical accumulation, it is natural that countless treasures have been preserved in northern Shaanxi.

Especially the underground cultural relics, which are the most prominent.

It is for this reason that the antique market here is so prosperous and thriving.

When Lin Han and his companions arrived, although it was already afternoon, the market was crowded with people. Not only had the stall owners not left work, but there was even no supervision in the afternoon.

There are many more people digging the ground or setting up temporary stalls.

Immortal Nie's eyes lit up, he pushed everyone away and enthusiastically joined the crowd.

Bai Tingwei and Xing Xiaozhi were not interested in this and walked slowly.

Lin Han and Zhang Lao, who were in the middle, were looking at the things on the stalls while walking forward with the crowd.