Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 210: Shuishu present soul wood

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Lin Luoran and a few people found a small restaurant near the university town, commonly known as the Flies’ restaurant. Regardless of the sanitary conditions, the taste of this small restaurant opened around the school is absolutely nothing to say. The mouths of students are the worst, and the stores that survive are cheap and delicious.

Garlic white meat, vegetable stir-fried water spinach, salted egg yolk potato shreds, pickled fish, brain flower tofu, cold pork head meat, another cabbage tofu soup, six dishes, one soup and a small bucket of rice, four adults and one small Baby, just enough food will not be wasted.

As for the little green fox, it only eats things that contain aura, whether it’s fruits, vegetables or spiritual grass, as long as it is taken out of Lin Luoran’s space, it always steals vegetables from the kitchen. Hidden in the bamboo house, eating slowly in the dead of night. At this time, these delicious meals for ordinary people, the little green fox didn't even bother to look at it. He took a few sheets of dining room paper and laid it on the plastic stool, and lay on it lazily. Grooming the hair made the girls in the shop talk about cute things in a low voice.

"Professor, you have been here for five or six days. I ran into your master at school yesterday and nagged you!" Yan Feng saw that Professor Qi even had a meal and discussed the documents unearthed in the tomb with Rong Donglin. He said vaguely with a piece of tofu.

Professor Qi put down his chopsticks, shook his head and smiled: "Yan Feng, you are not as focused on academic issues as Rong Donglin."

Yan Feng quietly made a face at Rong Donglin.

Rong Donglin didn't know if he was too tired or his mood hadn't changed. He kept his head down and chopped rice and occasionally helped Luodong pick up vegetables.

"Professor, I heard that Rong has a lot of research on Shui Shu?"

Everyone had eaten for 20 minutes, and it was pretty enjoyable. The waiter was clearing the table. Lin Luoran asked Lin Luodong to check out, fearing that everyone would wait, so he asked questions.

This was originally a polite remark. Unexpectedly, Professor Qi nodded and praised: "He is more researched than the old man in the water book, he is a seedling of research."

Seeing that the other three people are looking at him, Rong Donglin explained: "My dad turned out to be Mr. Shui Shu, I have learned a little bit, it's still far away!"

Lin Luodong asked again what is "Mr. Shui Shu". After Rong Donglin explained, he talked to Professor Qi about the unearthed Han Dynasty bamboo slips:

"I don't know what the identity of the owner of the tomb is. These bamboo slips are actually stringed with gold threads, and they are well preserved, but the content is really absurd..."

Several people got in the car. Professor Qi sat in the middle of the back seat and shook his head to express disapproval: "Absurd? There are too many incomprehensible existences in the long river of Chinese history, so how come to the absurdity?"

Rong Donglin may also really like this business. For different opinions, he will not be stingy in arguing with Professor Tong Qi: "The part recorded in the water book has nothing to do with the mythical system of Shan Hai Jing, and has never been recorded. After...what kind of ointment that can make a person's arm rebirth, the spiritual tree that reunites the soul, sounds the same as the elixir in the current online fairy-xia novels, how could it exist in the real world of the Han Dynasty?"

Professor Qi shook his head, obviously disagreeing with Rong Donglin's concept. As soon as Yan Feng heard about the Internet novel, he finally got to a place where he could interrupt, and discussed with Rong Donglin whether there are any cultivators in this world.

They discussed this issue in front of Lin Luoran, and they must have made her laugh at ordinary times. At this time, Yan Feng and Rong Donglin continued to discuss anything. Lin Luoran didn’t feel that she had heard clearly. She noticed Rong Dong. The "spiritual tree that reunites the soul" that Lin said... it sounds like an existence like a soul-raising tree!

Is it really God's pity?

Lin Luoran's heart was ups and downs, and she felt that her lips were a little dry.

"Luodong, do you think there is a sword fairy in this world?" Yan Feng's eyes rolled around and landed on the youngest Lin Luodong, trying to seek an alliance.

Lin Luodong glanced at Lin Luoran and wanted to say loudly that the one who was driving was:

"Of course there is!"

Yan Feng is triumphant, Rong Dong is about to end his anger, and Lin Luodong is at an age full of illusions. If you ask him about this question, he will naturally agree with Yan Feng.

Professor Qi shook his head and laughed when they saw their arguing fiercely.

Lin Luoran forced herself to calm down, pretending to ask casually: "What kind of spirit wood that Junior Brother Rong said about reuniting the soul sounds interesting, professor, did you just say that on the bamboo slips?"

"This is a treasure of the country. We had to be very careful when we studied. We only saw words like spirit wood and a large number of bamboo slips waiting to be cleaned up. I really don't know how it is."

The treasure of the country?

Lin Luoran is speechless. She seems to be getting more courageous. In the past, she had to shrink her neck when she heard about the treasure of the country. Now, she is wondering how to get this roll of bamboo slips into her hands... …As long as you can save Baojia, let her steal a certain palace museum, let alone the bamboo scroll that still stays on the Zeng's site?

Lin Luoran smiled and sent Professor Qi back to the excavation site, and also drove Yan Feng to the gate of Shu by the way. Then she drove Luo Dong home, and she did not show any thoughts along the way.

But Luo Dong, who was sensitive, always felt that his sister’s smile was a thief, so he shivered--oh, it seems like the last time, the time when the family sold medicinal pills, my sister laughed like this, and changed Here comes the emerald like a hill.

Little Qinghu yawned lazily, a little sleepy lying in Lin Luoran's arms.

The spirit wood that can reunite the soul? Where did it feel that it had heard it when it was young? Hey, why can't it remember it? Forget it, the woman didn't take the initiative to ask it, why bother to remember it again, the little green fox lay down at Lin Luoran's feet and fell asleep.

Lin Luoran found Zeng Tian the next day. It’s not like entering the room in the middle of the night. Zeng Tian now bears the name of the planning director of Zeng's Rongcheng branch. Lin Luoran just checked the phone number and dialed directly. He called.

As soon as Xiao Zeng heard the call from Master Lin, he was nervous and expectant, and ran over. Lin Luoran asked him to drink a cup of tea under the camphor tree and finished the matter.

It was Dad Lin who brought the wine back from the Qingcheng villa. He happened to see Zeng Tian going out and asked him to stay for a drink. Classmate Xiao Zeng guessed that the jar in Dad Lin’s hand was the spirit wine he was lucky enough to drink last time. After a lot of determination, he refused with pain.

Although Master Lin's request was whimsical to ordinary people, after Zeng Tian left the Lin family, he smiled with relief.

He was not afraid of any weird request at all, what he was afraid of was a rift in his relationship with Master Lin. Now that Uncle Lin has spoken, he is sure to take this opportunity to resolve the suspicion caused by Cao Liyang last time...Haha, having said that, isn't he a blessing in disguise? Just say that Uncle Lin's residence here has been visited by several practitioners.

Not to mention that Zeng Tianzhi went back triumphantly and started busy. After sending him away, Lin Luoran seemed to have forgotten the bamboo slips of the Han tomb. He announced the news of the retreat at home and plunged into the basement.

She really has the whereabouts of the Soul Cultivation Tree, and she doesn't know how long it will take to go. For the safety of the family, the process of refining armor must be speeded up.

Looking at the scorpion shell in the basement and all the materials she could provide, Lin Luoran clenched his fists hard, come on!