Chapter 55: Historical Breath
A blurry picture appeared before his eyes, and then quickly disappeared. However, Wang Xiaoming had the ability to awaken his memory, so he remembered the picture.

In the picture, there is a blacksmith shop with air leaking on all sides, only one roof, and several round wooden pillars used for support around it.

Two blurry figures were standing next to a stove. One of them was holding a bronze lamp, and the other was holding something that looked like an iron hammer. No one knew what the two were talking about.
Is this the place where bronze lamps are made?

'A historical fragment of the birth of bronze lamps.'

This piece of information suddenly flashed through Wang Xiaoming’s mind. This was the clue of the identification spell, which confirmed his guess.

Looking towards the center of the ceremony, the bronze talisman flickered faintly, and on the bronze lamp, Wang Xiaoming saw a stream of ochre-colored air entwining, giving him a sense of vicissitudes and heaviness.

"A breath of history." The identification spell prompted again.

As for the information about historical atmosphere, it is introduced in the magic potion of archaeologists. It is formed by the natural condensation of man-made objects after being washed away by time. It records countless people, things and objects. It is an imprint in time and space, which makes people feel vicissitudes and heaviness.

Archaeologists usually judge the authenticity and existence of antiques through their historical atmosphere and explore the history behind the antiques. This is an important means of their archaeological research.

Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and touched this historical breath. The moment he touched it, his consciousness was like hitting a mountain, and he was in a daze.

Then the identification spell flickered again, combining the information about the underground passage in his memory with some knowledge about the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and finally, with the blessing of the historical atmosphere, forming specific identification information.

This was information that he could not identify using normal talismans.

'This bronze vessel originated from the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period. It was made by a ghost tamer and once contained the power to suppress evil spirits. It suppressed evil spirits in the spiritual land for 1,111 years.'

Before Wang Xiaoming had time to process the identification information, the magic potion in his body also changed.

boom!
The magic potion in the body began to vibrate violently, and Wang Xiaoming was constantly digesting the magic potion and completely integrating into his body.

When he came to his senses, the archaeological ceremony had ended, and what his hands touched was not the ochre-colored historical atmosphere, but a bronze lamp.

"Another twentieth of the potion has been digested."

Wang Xiaoming sensed the potion in his body and made a judgment. Combined with the feedback on the potion he had obtained from reading in the past ten days, he had already digested three twentieths of the potion.

As long as he had seventeen more antiques similar to bronze lamps, he would most likely be able to completely digest the potion of the Sequence Eight archaeologist and would not need to read the books recommended by Professor Bai at all.

But this does not mean that reading history is useless. On the contrary, reading history is the basis for archaeologists to digest the magic potion.

His successful digestion of the potion in the archaeological ritual just now was not out of thin air, but was due to his understanding of underground passages and ghosts, as well as his knowledge of the history of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. The combination of the two resonated with some of the information about the historical atmosphere on the bronze lamp, which gave him feedback from the potion.

If he knew nothing about the bronze lamp and had only a vague understanding of history, he would not be able to resonate with the historical atmosphere and would not be able to digest the potion.

This is also the reason why Wang Xiaoming did not go directly to major ancient tombs and museums for archaeological research after becoming an archaeologist. Without relevant historical knowledge, he could not tell the origins of these ancient artifacts, let alone start archaeological research.

After completing the ritual of cleaning the table, Wang Xiaoming began to recall the identification information just now.

"The ghost tamer mentioned in the appraisal should be the figure holding the iron hammer in the historical picture. He can create hundreds of bronze lamps to suppress evil spirits. This person must be a very powerful ghost tamer.
Moreover, his ability should be related to forging, and the hammer and furnace are likely the evil spirits he controls."

Especially the stove in the picture reminded Wang Xiaoming of a stove in the Caesar Hotel. In the original description, the red flame burning in the stove was different from the will-o'-the-wisp. The stove fire could not only burn ghosts, but also burn the bodies of ghosts. It was more ferocious than the will-o'-the-wisp.

The fire in the furnace can burn the bodies of evil spirits, and with the forging of the unknown iron hammer, in addition to these bronze lamps, this ghost rider must have also forged a lot of evil weapons.

"Come to think of it, Li Qingzhi of Caesar Hotel should be dead now. Except for him and Zhang Youhong, the others among the Seven Elders of the Republic of China should still be alive."

"But they don't have much time left. Now it's less than a year before Yang Jian becomes a ghost rider."

Recalling the plot of the original novel, Wang Xiaoming thought of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, ghost riders who have lived from the Republic of China to the present. Each of them is an absolute powerhouse among ghost riders. If they were not limited by their life span, they could be called gods. It's a pity that heroes grow old and beauties grow old. No matter how powerful a ghost rider is, they all come to an end with regret under the scouring of time.

Back to reality, Wang Xiaoming turned on his computer, logged into his account, and began to check the daily reports sent to him by the experimental base.

I first took a quick look at the reports from several base directors, but didn't find any problems, so I gave a brief reply.

Then came the experimental log of Chen Wei in the laboratory. The other party was still working hard on the supernatural suppression experiment.

At this time, Wang Xiaoming suddenly thought of several groups of supernatural runes, which also had the ability to suppress the supernatural. He quickly listed these rune groups with supernatural suppression in his mind and looked for repeated supernatural runes among them.

The supernatural rune group is the general name given by Wang Xiaoming to the multiple runes found in each piece of supernatural material. Because he is currently unable to distinguish the meaning of the runes, he can only record the information obtained from the identification and refer to the multiple runes as a whole.

"Strange? Why are there no repeated runes?"

Wang Xiaoming was surprised to find that there were no identical runes in the same set of runes that suppressed the supernatural.

"It seems that the system of supernatural runes is more complex than I thought."

Recalling the supernatural runes in his memory, Wang Xiaoming made a judgment. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why there were no repetitions in the same set of runes that suppressed the supernatural.

From the perspective of supernatural runes, Wang Xiaoming did not find any inspiration to solve the experiment. He could only answer some questions raised by Chen Wei first and use divination to help her avoid detours.

near noon,

Zhao Jianguo's call finally came. He had already contacted the work unit of the Ming Tombs. When Wang Xiaoming wanted to go, he just had to call the local management department and someone would take him in for a tour.

After writing down the phone number left by Zhao Jianguo, Wang Xiaoming prepared to go to the Ming Tombs in the afternoon. He directly contacted the manager on the other side, agreed on the time and place, and then hung up the phone.

Li Jun stood aside without saying anything. He was not surprised that Wang Xiaoming was going to explore the Ming Tombs, because he was used to Wang Xiaoming's strange behavior.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun left the headquarters in a special car and headed northwest.

The driver from the headquarters drove very steadily, and Wang Xiaoming felt a little sleepy while sitting there.

The Ming Tombs are actually not far from the headquarters, only about 50 kilometers away. In addition, it is located on the outer ring of Dajing City and the road conditions are good. It only took 40 minutes to get there.

The Ming Tombs have been developed into a nationally renowned 5A-level scenic spot, with four areas open to tourists, but the truly secret areas of the imperial tombs are absolutely off-limits.

At the entrance of the scenic area, Wang Xiaoming met the imperial mausoleum manager who was talking to him on the phone. She was a beautiful woman with long hair and fashionable clothes.

"You must be Professor Wang! You look young as expected." The long-haired woman put away her phone and walked up to Wang Xiaoming. "My name is Hou Cuijiao, and I'm the administrator of the imperial mausoleum."

"Hello, I'm Wang Xiaoming," Wang Xiaoming pointed to Li Jun next to him and introduced, "His name is Li Jun."

Li Jun nodded expressionlessly without saying anything.

Hou Cuijiao didn't care. She smiled and said, "Come with me. I heard that you want to enter the real imperial mausoleum?"

"Yes," Wang Xiaoming replied, "Can you give me a brief introduction to this place?"

Hou Cuijiao nodded, and after a little thought, she said, "Since you want to go to the real imperial tombs, then you don't need to visit the Changling, Xianling, and Zhaoling Mausoleums that are already open to the public. They have been remodeled, and the real good things have been moved out.

The next ten imperial tombs, although not open to the public, have all been excavated for protection, and only some places with research value have been kept as they are. "

(End of this chapter)