Chapter 2108:

Chapter 2108
After hundreds of years of ups and downs, floating up and down in the long river of history, in the end, the Yinxu Ding was nowhere else but at the foot of the city where they lived, and was sealed in the underground cultural relics warehouse of the world-renowned cultural museum, Zijin Imperial City. , Want to get it, both simple and complicated.
On the second day after returning from the mysterious space of Mingyuyuan, Gong Siyu and Linggui met the current Dean Wang of the Imperial City Museum under the recommendation of Bai Wuyou. They donated to the Imperial City Museum on the grounds of helping the museum repair the cultural relics. 600 million of funds for the restoration of cultural relics.
Bai Wuyou is a well-known archaeologist at home and abroad, and Gong Siyu is also a well-known billionaire entrepreneur in the imperial capital. He saw the Yin Xu Ding sealed in the basement by donating to visit the museum and cultural relics library. Not difficult.
Every Tuesday, the Imperial City Museum is closed.
Gong Siyu, carrying the spirit and worries of worship, and Ning Lingge, drove to the Zhenghua Gate of the Imperial City Museum. When the car stopped outside, the dean personally received him and entered on foot from Zhenghua Gate. He even went through three doors and entered the inner square.
The imperial city museum, which has no tourists, is magnificent, quiet and ancient. Occasionally, the staff who repaired the cultural relics in the museum passed by on their bicycles. They were simple and enthusiastic to greet Dean Wang and Professor Bai.
Gong Siyu followed behind Bai Wuyou and Dean Wang, listening to the two of them eloquently introducing him to the ancient history of the Imperial City Museum.
Linggui unintentionally listened to the introduction, looking around, holding the camera and taking pictures all the way, walking with Ning Lingge on the ancient uneven stone bricks.
When Dean Wang and Bai Wuyou led them to set foot on the white marble stairs and enter the main hall of the imperial city...
The bright sun and the warm wind slowly.
Accompanied by an exclamation!
A girl riding a vintage bicycle with a double ponytail rushed towards them.
"Avoid avoiding! The bicycle brake is broken! Get out of the way! Old man Wang! Hurry up!"
The girl's crisp and sweet voice was eager, but there was no trace of panic when she saw the dean.
Seeing the old-fashioned bicycle rammed toward Dean Wang, Wuyou, and Gong Siyu, the three of them dodged one after another.
The girl swayed the bicycle faucet left and right with a muffled "bang". Adhering to the principle of hitting people rather than cultural relics, she slammed into the sun with a slightly dazzling face, handsome and indifferent Ning Ling grid.
Knee was hit by the bicycle wheel, and instead of checking the pattern, he didn't even wrinkle his brow. His powerful hand firmly grasped the girl's brake failure's bicycle grip, carrying the sun, and staring condescendingly from the bicycle. The girl who fell.
In the morning, the sun was scorching and even the wind was hot. Kening Ling's nose and forehead did not sweat, and his body was cold.
His eyes met the girl's delicate and clear oval apricot eyes.
As if the air had stagnated.
The girl wears high myopia and thick glasses, her skin is like snow, the refreshing high ponytail is slightly raised behind her head, the playful slightly curly hair dangling at her temples, her nose is graceful and delicate, and her face is lovely under the sun. Her fine hairs are clearly visible, and her facial features are beautiful, but the thick eye-catching lenses conceal her exquisite features.
She was wearing plain overalls and a little bear T-shirt inside. The canvas shoes on her feet were a bit old. She was slung with an old-fashioned army green small satchel. She looked like a college student and was not too old. .
Ning Lingge was stunned, because he felt that the facial features of the girl in front of him were strange, but those eyes, even if they were blocked by thick lenses, could not conceal the familiar surprise.
Just as he was about to reach for the girl’s high myopia glasses, Dean Wang, who was still in shock, sternly and rather helplessly scolded the girl:
Xiao Zhen! I’m receiving VIPs! You’re knocking on the donations from the VIPs of our museum. What if it's gone!"
The girl hurriedly got off the bicycle, bowed to the dean with a hippy smile, and apologized to Gong Siyu and the others, "I'm really sorry! The bicycle brakes in the 1980s were aging. They were repaired several times and now they are broken. Did you guys break it? "
The girl smiled playfully, and took out a small sandalwood incense fan from her small shoulder bag, and hurriedly fanned Dean Wang, and also fanned Gong Siyu, Bai Wuyou, Lingyu and Ning Lingge in turns. few times.
The energetic and energetic Dean Wang seemed to like the girl very much, and was amused by the girl's act of pulling out the fan, and he was busy personally apologizing to Gong Siyu and the others.
"President Gong, Mrs. Gong, Professor Bai, this girl is the restoration staff of the gold and silverware group and the bronze group of our museum, the top students of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, Zhen Ge, there are no people on our retreat day, they all love to ride in Taihe Square I'm really sorry that the bicycles have frightened you!"
"It's okay." Gong Siyu glanced at the girl named Zhen Ge, her eyes calm.
"Pharaoh, your museum is full of talents! This little girl looks young enough to be able to enter your museum to repair cultural relics?" Bai Wuyou glanced at the girl with a smile, and then began to praise Dean Wang.
"Where is it! This girl is an exception! At the age of 22, she was a direct graduate of the Central Academy of Fine Arts. She had a promising future and could go overseas for further studies. In the future, she will be a major artist, but she will come to our museum to repair cultural relics, with a monthly salary of three thousand. She lives in the staff dormitory of our museum. She is also good at restoring calligraphy, calligraphy and jade. The major experts in the museum treat her as a treasure, so if she is spoiled, they dare to run into you!"
Zhen Ge?
Ling looked at the girl suspiciously, but felt that the thick myopia glasses on her face were against her small snow-skinned face. Their surname is Zhen? Is it a coincidence? Still something... However, the appearance of this girl is different from that of that person.
Afterwards, the girl said goodbye to the dean, and pushed her precious old bicycle away.
The girl was gone, Ning Lingge was still staying where she was, looking at her back, unable to recover for a long time.
"The eyeballs will fall out again!"
Lingsui stood on the stairs and reminded Ning Lingge that he suddenly recovered and continued to follow their footsteps into the museum.
Because of the strict system of the museum, non-inner personnel are prohibited from entering the underground cultural relics storehouse, so even if Worry-free is present, Gong Siyu and the others cannot enter the underground cultural relics storehouse to see the Yin Void Tripod inside.
However, fortunately, Lingyu still kept a hand.
In the working courtyard of the bronze restoration team, Lingyu took the red brocade box that Ning Lingge had been holding in his hand, placed the brocade box on a wooden table, and opened it.
Inside the brocade box, there was a false tripod that looked exactly the same as the real Yinxiu tripod.
This fake tripod was the same small tripod that Lingkui found in the main coffin where Ning Lingge was lying and was sent to the underworld.
This tripod was asked by the spirit to come back from the demon.
(End of this chapter)