Chapter 54 Archaeological Ritual
"I've finished reading all ten books. It's time to give Professor Bai a call and ask him something."

Counting the books I have read these days, Wang Xiaoming has unknowingly finished reading the book recommended by Professor Bai.

As he was thinking about it, he had already dialed the number on the phone.

beep!
After the call was connected, the other end picked up the call as soon as the first beep sounded.

"Professor Wang, is there anything I can help you with?" Professor Bai's voice came from the receiver.

"It's like this, I've finished reading all the ten books you recommended to me," Wang Xiaoming said directly, "I want you to recommend some more related books to me."

Professor Bai's voice was filled with disbelief. "It's only been less than ten days, and you've finished reading all ten books?"

"finish watching."

"Okay, Professor Wang, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that your reading speed is really amazing," Professor Bai thought for a while and then said, "If you want to learn more about ancient history, then I will recommend you some specialized books. These books are detailed studies of some historical facts and are relatively professional and difficult to understand."

"No problem, just send me the name." Wang Xiaoming said.

"Okay, okay, let me take a look... Oh, by the way, I have also sorted out some books introducing foreign history. I'll send them to you together!" The sound of turning pages could be heard from the other side of the phone.

"Okay, send them all over," Wang Xiaoming said, "Also, do you know of any ancient tombs that are very old? Developed or undeveloped, it doesn't matter. I want to visit them."

"Ancient tombs..." Professor Bai fell into deep thought. "Yes, can the Ming Tombs near Dajing City be used?"

"Ming Tombs?"

"Yes, it's in Pingchang District..." Professor Bai talked incessantly about all the information about the Ming Tombs.

After listening to Professor Bai's story, Wang Xiaoming remembered that there was indeed a large imperial tomb near Dajing City, but he had never been there and didn't know much about it.

However, as the world's largest imperial tomb complex, it naturally meets Wang Xiaoming's requirements.

At the same time, Wang Xiaoming also remembered the bronze lamp that the headquarters had obtained from the underground passage. This lamp was from a thousand years ago and was a supernatural item. It could be said to be an ancient artifact among ancient artifacts. If it were to be explored archaeologically, it would surely yield a lot.

Not long after the call ended, Wang Xiaoming received a message from Professor Bai, which was a compiled list of books. He forwarded the list to Cheng Yongqian in the logistics department of the headquarters and asked him to help purchase the books.

The reason for seeking logistics support is that the headquarters is located in a remote area and the surrounding roads are closed and checkpoints are set up. Even if Wang Xiaoming buys it online himself, the courier cannot deliver it.

As for finding ancient tombs, it is also to digest the magic potion of archaeologists. The necessity of archaeology can be seen from the name of the archaeologist alone.

He also studied history to increase his knowledge and lay the foundation for the current archaeological activities.
As for how to do archaeology? Extraordinary people naturally have extraordinary methods.

When he was promoted to an archaeologist, he obtained a small amount of ritual magic, one of which was a ritual used to sense the historical atmosphere of ancient artifacts, called the archaeological ritual.

Through archaeological rituals, Wang Xiaoming can sense the approximate age of the antiquities and feel the historical weight of the antiquities.

If combined with the identification spell, you can also reveal some hidden deeper information.

The Ming Tombs mentioned by Professor Bai meet his archaeological requirements very well. They are royal tombs, well preserved, and contain more than one emperor, all of whom were participants in major historical events and occupied the vast majority of historical weight.

If the entire tomb could be excavated, it would not be impossible to digest the potion directly.

but,

"We need to find Zhao Jianguo and contact the management unit of the Ming Tombs. After all, the real tomb chamber of the Ming Tombs cannot be visited casually."

"By the way, bring the bronze lamp over." The action meeting had just ended, and Zhao Jianguo was about to contact the ghost riders to invite them to join the action.

He received a call from Wang Xiaoming and learned that the other party was going to the Ming Tombs. He agreed immediately and said, "No problem, I'll arrange it."

"There is one more thing. Is the bronze lamp that you promised to give me at the last headquarters meeting still there?" Wang Xiaoming said.

Bronze lamp?

Zhao Jianguo was stunned for a moment, then he quickly remembered this thing. During the meeting at the headquarters, he had promised Wang Xiaoming that he would give it to Wang Xiaoming for research after checking that there was no danger.

But later on, there were so many things to do at the headquarters that he forgot about it.

"It's still at headquarters. Professor, if you need me, I'll send someone over right away."

"Send it over. I have time to study it."

"Professor," Zhao Jianguo paused and said, "I forgot to tell you that the bronze lamp has lost its supernatural power and has become an ordinary object."

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Soon, Wang Xiaoming received the bronze lamp.

He took the item to his private laboratory and cast an identification spell on it.
'A common bronze artifact that once held special spiritual powers that have now dissipated.'

Sure enough, the bronze lamp had lost its supernatural power. Just as Zhao Jianguo said, after thousands of years and being burned by ghost fire, it was not surprising that it lost its supernatural power. After all, this thing was not a ghost.

Pity!
Wang Xiaoming felt sorry and regretful for not being able to see the supernatural power of the bronze lamp. He was very curious about how the ghost riders more than a thousand years ago could have made hundreds of identical bronze lamps and then used them to seal the evil spirits in the underground passages.

Wang Xiaoming took out the bronze lamp and put it aside, then began to rummage through a pile of ritual materials in the laboratory.

"Professor, what are you looking for?" Li Jun saw this and wanted to help, but he didn't know where to start when faced with the colorful candles and materials with different smells.

"Don't worry about it, you don't recognize these things." Wang Xiaoming refused.

Seeing this, Li Jun had no choice but to step aside. He had never seen these strange materials before and going up to them might cause more trouble than help.

Wang Xiaoming was looking for ritual materials in order to prepare for an archaeological ceremony. Although he had never held this ceremony, he had already collected all the relevant ritual materials. This was also because he had the support of the headquarters, so if he wanted something, he could just send the list to the logistics department.

Perhaps to facilitate archaeologists in preparing ceremonies in the field, this ritual magic was not complicated and the materials used were easy to find. Wang Xiaoming quickly prepared the ritual materials.

He first ordered Li Jun to stay aside and not to be disturbed.

Then clean the tabletop of a workbench, cover it with a piece of pure black cloth, and light two candles of different colors on it.

Sprinkle some fine sand and soil from deep underground in the center of the black cloth, place the bronze lamp that needs to be excavated, and then place an identification talisman.

Finally, use a silver knife to build a spiritual wall to isolate it from external influences.

The archaeological ceremony was completed.

Wang Xiaoming stood in front of the ceremony, bowed his head slightly, and prayed silently. His authority far away in the wilderness of knowledge was triggered to respond. The ceremony began to run, and his spirituality was aroused. Wang Xiaoming did not resist and used his spirituality.

In a trance, he seemed to travel through time and space and came to the era when bronze lamps were born.

(End of this chapter)