The Ultimate Student in the City

"Ze Dao, what's weird? Let's listen." Lin Zisen said. Of course he knew that the ruins were very strange. First of all, they were strange in shape, just like the common graves of China. Looking at the entire history of Egypt , Such a building has never appeared before.

Second, there is a bronze sword more than 2,000 years ago... With Lin Zisen’s eyesight, even if you don’t see the real thing, only seeing the picture, you can be sure that it is indeed a bronze sword more than 2,000 years ago. undoubtedly.

In the end, something like a curse appeared in that place. Everyone who entered the ruins, without exception, grew old instantly and then quickly disappeared and finally died. Apart from that, there was no other cause of death.

Lin Zisen knew that Li Zedao's weirdness should be different from the three points he had thought of, so he became interested.

In the darkness, Li Zedao frowned and said, "Professor Lin, would you say that the so-called ruins are not at all the ruins left by ancient people, but the so-called bases built deliberately by someone, whose purpose is to do Something ugly?"

Lin Zisen's brows wrinkled slightly, and he thought for a while and said: "What you said is not impossible."

"As for the experts who entered the investigation and died in that weird way, it is very likely that it was not a curse at all, but a poisoned death." After thinking about it, Li Zedao said again.

"Poisoning?" Lin Zisen's face still had a slight look of astonishment. "But, Ze Dao, Simma has said that after an autopsy, the cause of death of those corpses was not poisoned..."

"Professor Lin, after some poison enters the human body, no ingredients can be detected." Li Zedao said with a wry smile. All he knew was Ghost Pills. Of course, Ghost Pills couldn't be counted as a poison in the true sense. To be more precise, it should be counted as an evil drug.

Lin Zisen was silent for a while, and then said with a wry smile: "If it is true that, as you said, someone is secretly doing something obscure there, and those who went to the ruins before were poisoned to death, then , We old guys just entered in this way, it's nothing more than adding a few more corpses."

"Professor Lin, that's just one of my conjectures." Li Zedao smiled, "Maybe it is indeed a relic, and those people will die not because of poisoning, but because of some kind of curse, but all these mysteries can only enter That place can only be unlocked, but, Professor Lin, you can rest assured, I will protect you."

"Haha, thank you very much." Lin Zisen smiled, "But Zedao, I hope you can run away if you have the opportunity. If you are still young, the country also needs excellent talents like you."

Li Zedao smiled and changed the subject: "By the way, Professor Lin, what's the matter with that Jin Zhongji?"

"It's a thick-skinned and boring guy." Lin Zisen smiled and said, "Before I and him spit a lot of each other because of some things, mainly because he was too shameless, like our great ancestors. Confucius is actually a Korean. It is said that one of his friends deduced it and received his strong support."

"It turned out to be like this." Li Zedao said.

"Of course, the inferences of those Korean studies are not without the slightest basis." Lin Zisen said with a slight emotion, "After all, the earliest establishment of power on the Korean peninsula was the Shang Dynasty noble Jizi, the first of the Song Dynasty feudal in the Western Zhou Dynasty. A monarch is a relative of Jizi, and Confucius is the descendant of the noble family of the Song Dynasty, that is, the descendant of the Korean ancestor Jizi."

Li Zedao didn't quite understand these, but he listened with relish.

"However, even so, it is grossly wrong to say that Confucius is a Korean." Lin Zisen continued, "Jizi immigrated to North Korea and became a North Korean, but it cannot be said that Jizi who did not immigrate to South Korea was born. The younger generations also became Koreans. Don’t say that Confucius and Jizi are separated by many generations, even if they are only different from the next generation, for example, Confucius is Jizi’s nephew, Confucius himself will not become because his uncle Jizi moved to North Korea. North Koreans..."

Lin Zisen obviously has a lot of research on this aspect, and he talks about it now: "Although Confucius said,'The Tao is not good, you can float in the sea', the sea he said refers to the'Nine Yis', which is today However, Confucius obviously did not float in the sea on the Korean peninsula, that is to say, Confucius did not sail east to North Korea!"

"In other words, those scholars in South Korea came to China indirectly to find roots and ask our ancestors, and discovered that their ancestors were actually Chinese?" Li Zedao asked a little amused.

"Haha, you are right to understand this way," Lin Sen said with a smile, "It's just that they won't admit it."

"Indeed, in terms of shamelessness, we can't just bow to the wind." Li Zedao said with a smile.

The two of them didn’t fall asleep until the middle of the night, and they got up early the next day. After the washing, they went to the dining room under the leadership of the servant and had a delicious meal with Van Persie and several other archaeologists. Breakfast, and then got on a RV and arrived at the airport in Amsterdam.

And whether it was during breakfast or on the way to the airport, Jin Zhongji glanced at Lin Zisen and Li Zedao with gloomy eyes from time to time, but whether Lin Zisen or Li Zedao, it seemed that he didn’t know the existence of Jin Zhongji. , But it was communicating some interesting things with Van Persie, Sima or the French Miller Mott, so there was a burst of laughter from time to time in the car.

When Lin Zisen laughed over there, the cold expression in his eyes became even worse.

After arriving at Amsterdam Airport, a few people passed the case through the VIP channel. After boarding the plane, the plane took off very quickly. In less than five hours, it had already slowly stopped at Cairo Airport in Egypt.

After taking the surname Li, five members of the United Nations Archaeological Association and their five assistants, a total of ten people, walked towards the exit. From a distance, they saw several dark-skinned men in straight suits standing there. After Sima smiled and waved at one of the men, these people quickly walked towards Sima.

"Sima, you finally came back." The man in the lead laughed.

"Oh, Muhammad, long time no see." Simma said, "I will introduce you. This is Mr. Van Persie, the vice president of the United Nations Archaeological Association. This old man is Millers Mott, and this is Jin Zhongji. Korean, this is Lin Zisen, from China..."

"Welcome to Cairo, Egypt. I am Muhammad. I am in charge of your itinerary for the past few days. I will stay in Cairo for a day and have a good rest. Then I will send you into the desert to go to the ruins." Muhammad pointed at them one by one. Shaking hands with a smile, and briefly introduced the next trip.

Of course, Van Persie’s group knew about this arrangement a long time ago. After all, the place is so dangerous. According to the current situation, entering is almost equal to death, so playing for two days is basically considered. It is the so-called nostalgia before death.

"Oh, yes, I especially want to introduce you to this young man, Lin's assistant, Li." Simma pointed to Li Zedao and introduced, "The idea that the buildings appearing on the ruins resemble tombs was proposed by him. Photo He also found the bronze sword on it."

"Oh, hello, Li." Mohammed looked at Li Zedao and said with some surprise, "It is hard to imagine that you have such imagination and attention at such a young age. It is amazing."

"Thank you." Li Zedao stretched out his hand and shook his hand, saying very politely.

Under the leadership of Muhammad, the group left the airport and came to the five cars parked outside. Each archaeologist and his assistant had their own car. After they got on the car, the convoy was only able to do so. Slowly driving forward, finally stopped in front of a five-star hotel.

"This is Egypt with the legendary pyramid?" Li Zedao asked, looking at the scenery outside the window that was completely different from the scenery of China and Amsterdam. His knowledge of Egypt only knew that there were pyramids here, and everything else was Xiao Bai.

Lin Zisen nodded and said: "This is Cairo, the capital of Egypt. The ancient Egyptians called Cairo the'Mother of the City'. The Arabs called Cairo'Kahal', which means conqueror or victor. Cairo has five thousand years. With continuous history, it is also the largest city in Africa and the Middle East."

"And about 20 kilometers west from the ancient city of Memphis on the outskirts of Cairo, the pyramid is one of the eight wonders of the world." Lin Zisen continued, "On the plains covered with yellow sand, these ancient Egyptian emperors’ stone mausoleums are magnificent. Show visitors the majesty of the tomb owner in the past. The most famous ones are the Pyramid of Khufu and the Sphinx, which are the photos that often appear in some of our history textbooks..."

"It seems that Professor Lin is very familiar with this city." Li Zedao smiled.

"It is true. I have been to Cairo more than once. I have taken my family to travel purely, and I have also participated in the study of the pyramid as an archaeologist." Lin Zisen nodded and laughed.

Li Zedao nodded and asked, "Professor Lin, I heard that there was a sand thief king named Abdullah ruled in the desert here thousands of years ago. Have you ever heard of it?"

Lin Zisen smiled slightly, nodded and said: "There is indeed a legend about a king of sand thief named Abdullah a thousand years ago. It is said that he killed countless people and made countless money in his life, but in the end he surrendered and was dying. Qian revealed that he buried a large number of treasures somewhere in the desert, and left clues."