Chapter 449: Professor Fan

The stairs were not long, and there were sensor lights above her head. Han Fei quickly fumbled and walked downstairs, feeling that the temperature had dropped several degrees, and it was so cold that she got goose bumps.
There are a lot of shelves in the whole basement. There are many cultural relics with muddy smell on the shelves. Obviously, they are some things that have not had time to clean up and repair. They are just placed on the shelves. At first glance, it looks like The tombstones erected one after another silently symbolize the past history.
Han Fei swallowed, and began to look over one by one, trying to find items similar to those in her memory, but she searched for a long time and looked for a long time, but she didn’t find any of them, which made her feel a little frustrated. cold.
Worried that Fan Qing had been waiting for her, Han Fei hesitated whether to go back, but Yu Guangzhong saw something flashing in the corner ahead.
Han Fei moved slowly as if bewitched, and just around the corner, she saw the shocking scene in front of her.
There are many messy things on the ground, and the attached soil has not been cleaned up. At first glance, I don’t know what it is, but the thing on the middle can be clear at a glance. It is a huge bite. Mahogany coffin.
The whole coffin was filled with mud, as if it was put away soon after it was dug out, but the clay star could not cover the exquisite patterns carved on it. The whole coffin was carved very beautifully, and it still carried a faint The stocks are domineering and awe-inspiring.
Han Fei couldn't help getting closer and wanted to walk over, but a cordon was pulled up all around, separating two places, and people were forbidden to wait. Han Fei stood outside the cordon and felt it close. The cold breath came from the nose.
Something on the ground was barely distinguishable under close observation. Han Fei's eyes were finally willing to move from the redwood coffin to the nearest object. It was a square tripod. Because of its age, it seemed It was a little dusty, even the lid was gone. The inside of the tripod was full of mud, but like the coffin, the tripod was also carved with exquisite patterns.
It's just that the pattern looks familiar.
Han Fei couldn't help but squatted down, got into the cordon, took out a paper towel and began to wipe off the dirt around the square tripod. The more you wiped the pattern, the more obvious it became. It was a flower pattern.
The branches spread, the petals are small and long, clusters of clusters, even the small lines are carved very clearly.
This pattern is exactly the same as the pattern on Qin Che's face.
Han Fei was stunned for a moment, staring at the pattern on it firmly without blinking, filled with strange feelings in her heart.
"Does it look good? It is the most noble artifact in the age of the goddess to have the opportunity to be carved with such a pattern. This should be a sacrificial tripod."
An unfamiliar and old voice sounded behind her, which made Han Fei startled. The tissues in her hand fell to the ground. She turned her head abruptly, but she didn’t know when, thinking that the old man who was over half a hundred years old was laughing. Looking at her intentionally.
Han Fei hurriedly stood up, feeling a little at a loss.
The old man pushed his reading glasses with his hands behind his back, and said, "Don't be nervous, boy, did I scare you?"
Han Fei immediately bent over and bowed, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have just barged in! I'm sorry!"
The old man laughed and said, "Don't be so cautious, I won't tell the security guard."
With that said, the old man blinked mischievously, without any scholarly gesture.
"Grandpa! Why are you here!"
Another surprised voice broke in.
"Huh!! Han Fei! You really are here!"
Fan Qing ran over with an annoyed look, and said to Han Fei with her hips crossed: "I have been looking for you for a long time! How did you run in! Obviously the entrance to the basement is in a very secret place! And do you know yourself? Running around like this is very dangerous! What if you get sick again and can't find your way out! You make me worry to death!"
Han Fei was so speechless by Fan Qing's crackling words that she could only apologize all the time.
"sorry Sorry……"
The old man laughed dumbly and said: "Xiao Qing, how can you let people talk like this! Let go, you kid, don't speak slowly, and give others a chance to recover."
Fan Qing was a little embarrassed when she heard that, she shut up, turned her head and said to the old man: "I haven't said about you yet! Grandpa, didn't you say that you will be back three days later! Why did you come back early!"
The old man smiled and said, "I am old and my memory is not good. Don't you have the information at home? I didn't go."
Fan Qing murmured: "You don't have a bad memory when you are old, but you have too many things to remember! You deserve it!"
"Xiao Qing?"
"I was wrong grandpa!"
Fan Zhong was really helpless with his granddaughter, but fortunately, the child's heart was very good, and he said, "Xiao Qing, is this your friend?"
Fan Qing pointed at Han Fei and said, "Yes! This is a friend I just met, but sometimes my mind is not very good."
Han Fei defended weakly, "I'm fine..."
But Fan Qing did not hear, and continued: "This is what I said on the phone with you, a friend who wants you to learn about history!"
Fan Zhong turned his head in surprise, looked at Han Fei, and said, "My child, what I study is not proper history. There are those official history books. Things like Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing are not in the scope of my research. Inside."
Han Fei quickly straightened her expression and said, "I know! I didn't come to you to understand the official history. What I want to know is this batch of antiquities and the age of the goddess that you have mentioned before."
Fan Zhong was even more surprised, and said, "Where did you know it?"
Fan Qing said weakly: "I, I accidentally said it."
Fan Zhong sighed heavily, and said, "These things shouldn't be talked about nonsense. The events of that era were just my guess. There was too little evidence to get the desk."
Han Fei said eagerly: "It doesn't matter, you just need to tell me what you know!" Han Fei's tone paused, and finally gritted his teeth: "Maybe I can still help you!"
Fan Zhong looked at Han Fei with suspicion, and said, "Little girl, you can't talk nonsense."
Han Fei took a deep breath, calmed down, and said seriously: "I'm not joking. I have studied this era and it may have a certain effect. Please be sure to discuss it with me!"
Fan Zhong hesitated, frankly speaking, he almost fumbled alone when studying the goddess era, and there was not even a person to explore. Everyone was crazy and crazy. The era when it was impossible to exist was nothing more than a myth. Where is there any in this world?