Xia Country, Sichuan Province.
In a small mountain village in Guanghan City, the accidental discovery of an ancient tomb broke the peace of the village.
According to the research of archaeologists, the history of this ancient tomb could be traced back to at least 3000- 5000 years ago!
For a time, the entire country was in an uproar.
Even the government had issued an emergency document to protect the ancient tomb.
After a few days of excavation, the structure of the bedroom hall had been broken through.
From six of the pits, the workers brought out exquisite ancient burial objects one after another-bronze statues, fox masks, and sacrificial discs.
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It was night.
In a small villa in Hangzhou, which was known as a paradise on earth.
Chen Xuan took a comfortable hot bath and sat in front of the computer desk.
Next to the mouse was a physical novel called " Diary of Those Years ".
Chen Xuan scanned the words on the open and closed pages while typing on the keyboard.
"The Old Tower of the Mine, Chapter 20, Rolling Horse Father.”
"Father is on the skinny side. Compared to the wild wolf with broad shoulders, he looks even thinner. But if you look closely, you can see that"
After typing a line, Chen Xuan browsed through the next paragraph and continued typing on the computer.
Sigh,
As a transmigrator, he had been a plagiarist and occasionally dominated the first place on the rankings. It could be considered simple and unadorned.
In any case, he didn't need to use his brain. If he had a book in his hand, he could just copy it. Wouldn't that be fun?
Yes, Chen Xuan was not a native of this world.
He had transmigrated to this place three years ago.
When he transmigrated, Chen Xuan had also brought along a few grave robbing novels that he had just bought from the bookstore, such as the Diary of Those Years.
Since he had already transmigrated, Chen Xuan accepted his fate.
After some understanding, he realized that this world's development was not much different from his previous life.
The only difference was that the standard of online novels was too low.
After confirming that there were no tomb-robbing novels online, Chen Xuan took advantage of the situation and copied a series of tomb-robbing novels within three years. From there, he became rich and became the top best-selling author in the country.
As for what he should write after copying and storing it in the library, it was none of Chen Xuan's business.
Hehe, since he had already gotten the money, who would write a book?
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After a few minutes, Chen Xuan was about to finish copying a chapter.
Suddenly, there was a light knock on the bedroom door. Then, a woman's voice came.
"Ah Xuan, the live broadcast is about to start."
"Mom, I'll be done soon. You go and take a look first.”Chen Xuan replied.
The woman was his mother.
Although he had transmigrated, this was a parallel world. The family structure in his previous life had not changed in this life.
"Alright, then hurry up."
Mother Chen said as she walked further away.
After a moment of silence, Chen Xuan flipped the pages and recorded the last paragraph.
"He also said…"
"Say what?"
"If the few of you stick together, sooner or later, someone will be killed by the other one."
After typing the end of the chapter, Chen Xuan selected " publish " in the author's background. He then closed his computer and walked to the living room.
In the living room, Mother Chen leaned on the sofa and projected a live broadcast.
On the screen, a group of people wearing dust-proof clothes came and went, carrying many mud-stained cultural relics in their hands.
That's right, this was an archaeological live broadcast.
The so-called archaeological live broadcast was actually a type of archaeological form that had only flourished in the past two years.
Due to the cultural invasion of a certain country, as well as the recent international cultural development, the citizens gradually lost interest in their own country's history.
The influence of this subtle influence was indescribable.
Because of this, the government created a unique way of archaeological live streaming, with the intention of giving everyone a sense of participation and belonging.
The reason why Chen Xuan wanted to watch the archaeological live broadcast was hard to explain.
Chen Xuan's uncle, Su Zhenmin, was a well-known old professor in the country. The three-star tomb that had appeared recently had extraordinary significance, so Su Zhenmin naturally participated in this work.
When Mother Chen heard the news, she insisted on dragging Chen Xuan to watch the live broadcast.
There were two reasons for this.
Firstly, don't you write grave robbing novels? This live broadcast was a good opportunity to gain some knowledge about history and accumulate novel material.
Second, as the person in charge of the live broadcast, Uncle had to come and support them.
Are you speechless?
Chen Xuan was a plagiarist. He had ready-made physical books in his hands. Why did he have to accumulate material!
As for the idea of supporting the scene, it was even more ridiculous.
They were in Sichuan and they were in Hangzhou.
The two of them were separated by the cold screen and thousands of miles away. What was the point of being so arrogant?
That was what he thought, but his mother was so dignified that Chen Xuan couldn't argue with her, so he was forced to agree.
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Not long after, the live broadcast room opened.
The reporter in charge was very beautiful. She was Wang Bingbing, the " top star of Yangshi " who had become popular on the internet in recent years.
She briefly introduced the relevant information about the three-star tomb and then pointed the camera in the direction of the grave.
On the walkway, one could see the staff coming and going, bringing out an endless stream of cultural relics and funerary objects.
A few minutes later, as the largest bronze tree among the cultural relics was transported out, a few professors and scholars who were covered in dust followed.
This group of people ranged in age from 50 to 70 years old. Most of them were in their 60s. They were all well-known archaeologists in the country.
This time,
The fact that they could gather together was enough to show how much importance the officials attached to this archaeological operation.
"Ah Xuan, look, your uncle is there!”
Mother Chen pointed at a middle-aged man at the front of the crowd and said proudly.
Chen Xuan was speechless.
I'm not blind! Could it be that he couldn't even recognize his own uncle?
On the screen,
Wang Bingbing had already met Su Zhenmin in a few words. Now, it was time to introduce the unearthed cultural relics.
"Everyone in the live broadcast room, look at this huge bronze tree statue."
The camera shone on Su Zhenmin, then turned to a " green tree " standing on the ground.
"This bronze tree statue is the largest single bronze cultural relic that has been discovered in the world. We have named it Divine Tree Number One.”
"You can see that the trunk of the tree is divided into three layers, each layer has three branches, and each branch has a blue bird attached to it. There are nine birds in total.”
"Friends who understand history should know that this bronze tree statue is very likely the representative of the ancient Shu civilization. It is a vivid portrait of the mythological consciousness of the ancient Shu ancestors.”
"The most interesting thing is that this bronze tree statue corresponds to the ancient book,'Classic of Mountains and Sea'.
It is said in the Overseas East Sutra that there is a Fusang tree on the Tanggu Mountain, which is used to bathe in the water for ten days. Nine days on the lower branch, one day on the upper branch.”
Su Zhenmin explained clearly. After describing it, he explained the next burial item,
" Let's take a look at this fox mask. Its workmanship is exquisite and perfect. It weighs less than 500 grams."
Ten minutes later, the first stage of the lecture came to an end.
According to the usual practice, the next segment was the live broadcast interaction segment, where the audience asked questions and the experts answered them.
The selection of questions was usually left to the assistant.
However, because there were too many cultural relics unearthed this time, the assistant had already gone to help, so this matter was handed over to the beautiful reporter.
"Miss Wang, haven't you chosen yet?”After waiting for a long time, Su Zhenmin asked in surprise.
However, Wang Bingbing had a strange expression on her face. She handed over the monitor hesitantly.
"Professor Su, you…Look..."
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