Just when Ling Yu was shocked by the conclusion he came to, he suddenly felt a spiritual call. Someone seemed to be calling him?

"Who is calling me?"

As soon as he thought about this problem, the world around him was turned upside down, the green light ball world disappeared, he fell into pure darkness, and the voice calling him became clearer.

"This voice is so familiar. Isn't it Professor Wang's broken voice? It even has Yao Jingya's voice. Wow, I didn't expect that I could still hear her voice after I die. It's really good..."

Ling Yu's heart stirred, and his thoughts began to wander.

"Strange, why does something feel wrong? These voices are too real, and why do I feel uncomfortable all over, my chest is a little tight, my head hurts, my waist is a little sore, etc... I am not dead, why am I still like this*

What about the perception on the body?”

"No, I'm still alive."

As time passed, Ling Yu felt something was wrong.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked around. He was actually in a tent.

The calls just now turned into bursts of exclamations.

Only then did he realize that he was not dead but had been rescued.

Familiar faces appeared in his sight, so real and kind, Ling Yu was filled with emotion, it was so good to be alive!

As for the previous bizarre experience, he had already regarded it as a dream and forgotten it all at once.

"Xiaoyu, you finally woke up. You don't feel any discomfort, right?"

Wang Wenwu pushed aside the crowd and asked eagerly.

Ling Yu sat up, and as soon as he stretched his arms, he grimaced in pain.

A security officer with some medical skills nearby quickly examined Ling Yu carefully and found that there were only a few soft tissue injuries and no real injuries.

"Haha, it seems I'm pretty lucky this time."

Ling Yu also felt relieved and smiled.

"You are indeed very lucky. If we hadn't worked together this time, you would have been in danger. Xiaoxiang tore off all the nails on his fingers when he was digging the soil. Xiaoya, a girl, also had injuries on all of her fingers!

"

Wang Wenwu was deeply moved. He was so lucky to be able to save this person this time!

Ling Yu's eyes fell on a strong, sunny-looking young man next to him. His right finger was wrapped in gauze.

And several other people also used band-aids.

Especially Yao Jingya, her two palms were also wrapped in gauze, her body was covered with mud, and her cheeks were moistened by tears.

The joy of being free from any impurities.

Ling Yu couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. If it weren't for them, he might really have to report to the King of Hell.

He immediately stood up and bowed to the people around him to thank him. He would always remember those who helped him.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing? We are all on the same archaeological team, and it is our duty to save you. This excavation of the Witch Temple would have been much more difficult without you. You are ours.

Great hero."

Wang Wenwu reprimanded with a straight face, and the others also had the same expressions on their faces.

At this moment, the members of the archaeological team seemed to become more harmonious.

Ling Yu touched his head and smiled sheepishly. Suddenly he remembered something and asked hurriedly: "Professor Wang, where was the mask I was holding when we were inside the Witch Temple?"

"It has been taken out. Speaking of which, that mask is really strange. It is made of extremely pure bronze stone. This is definitely a major discovery in the archaeological world. Xiaoyu, do you know the origin of this mask?"

When Wang Wenwu talked about masks, he became very excited.

The bronze mask was quickly delivered to Ling Yu's hands.

A pair of eyes fell on Ling Yu's face.

Wang Wenwu pricked up his ears and wanted to write down Ling Yu's words word by word.

So far, no complete mask witchcraft has been excavated. The current metal mask witchcraft is definitely the most complete one. The most important point is that this metal mask is found in previous literature and archaeological discoveries.

has never appeared before. If Ling Yu can tell the origin, it will be of great value.

Ling Yu did have a general idea about this bronze mask. He drank some water to moisten his dry throat and started talking immediately.

"You should have heard of the oldest myths and legends in shaman culture - the Ten Witches of Lingshan. This is also recorded in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Great Wilderness Western Classic": There is a mountain in the great wilderness named, where the moon enters. There is Lingshan,

Wu Xian, Wu Ji, Wu Tai, Wu Peng, Wu Gu, Wu Zhen, Wu Li, Wu Ding, Wu Xie, Luo Shi Wu, from then on, they rise and fall, and Bai Yao Yuan is here."

"The most worshiped witch gods in witchcraft should be the Lingshan Ten Witches. They were developed around Baoyuan Mountain in Ningguang Ancient Town, Wuxi. It is said that there are ten major witch temples in this birthplace [***].

They are owned by the ten most powerful witch tribes. As for other tribes, they are only qualified to build witch god altars. Each witch temple has a witch artifact that can communicate with the witch god it belongs to."

When Ling Yu said this, he stopped.

The others listened with interest, but when they saw Ling Yu playing riddles, they immediately became unhappy.

Wang Wenwu, on the other hand, was thoughtful, stroking the beard on his chin and said: "You mean, this mask is one of the witchcraft artifacts?"

Ling Yu nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, think about it. At that time, the witch tribe was in the Stone Age. Materials like metal were like sacred stones to them. The witchcraft made with this material would not break down for hundreds of years.

Immortal for thousands of years, indestructible, it can be described as a divine weapon."

Wang Wenwu's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "Yes. What you said makes sense, but Xiaoyu, can you tell which witch god this bronze mask belongs to?"

Ling Yu shook his head and said: "It's hard to say. We must carefully examine some of the obvious signs, pictures, incantations, etc. in the Witch Temple before we can draw a conclusion."

"Yes, it's true that you can't tell the true origin of a witchcraft artifact alone. Xiaoyu, after the archeology is completed, you have to participate in the subsequent analysis and research!"

Wang Wenwu laughed and said.

Ling Yu was a little helpless. Professor Wang could have mentioned this to him many times.

At the moment, I can only agree temporarily.

Ling Yu glanced at Yao Jingya unintentionally, and happened to meet her eyes. He was surprised to find that there seemed to be a little more in this little girl's beautiful eyes than when she usually looked at him.

"Okay, Xiaoyu will be taken care of by Jingya. Everyone else, please go out and prepare lunch quickly. We will continue to explore in the afternoon!"

Wang Wenwu looked at his watch and quickly drove everyone else out of the tent.

It is no secret that Ling Yu likes Yao Jingya in the archaeological team, and Wang Wenwuzheng is also happy with it. In this way, Ling Yu is more likely to change his major.

The others also dispersed with laughter, doing whatever they were supposed to do.

Yao Jingya is the kind of girl with a thin skin, so she doesn't know other people's intentions, and her cheeks turn red.

"Sister Xiaoya, thank you very much this time. Does your finger still hurt?"

It was obvious that Yao Jingya was a little embarrassed, so Ling Yu spoke first, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

This title of Sister Xiaoya sounds a bit weird, but Ling Yu likes it the most, because in his heart... he has an indescribable feeling about the love between sister and brother.

There was no way, he had grown up among girls since he was a child, and he had a lot of older sisters at home and outside.

So when he was looking for a girlfriend, his direct target was the senior sister who was senior to him.

I have to say, his hobby is quite special.

Yao Jingya felt much more natural and said softly: "It doesn't hurt anymore. Take off your clothes quickly and I'll rub some safflower oil on you."

"You have gauze wrapped around your hands, or should I do it myself... Ah, Sister Xiaoya, what are you doing?"

Ling Yu shook his head, but found that Yao Jingya had taken off the gauze on his hand and quickly stopped him.

Yao Jingya took a step back and said with a smile: "My hands are just scratched, it's not a big deal."

Ling Yu couldn't help but be stunned by this innocent smile.

Yao Jingya coughed lightly, which immediately brought Ling Yu back to his senses and smiled awkwardly.

Ling Yu looked at the many red marks and scratches on her white and tender hands, and couldn't help but have a sweet feeling in his heart. Sister Xiaoya must have been desperate when she was digging the soil!

At that moment, Ling Yu no longer refused, took off his clothes and lay on the floor.

Yao Jingya poured safflower oil into the palm of her hand, rubbed it on Ling Yu's bruises, and massaged it gently, with very gentle movements.

Ling Yu was surprised to find that the area being massaged did not feel any pain at all, but felt very comfortable.

"I didn't realize that this little girl actually has such good massage skills." Ling Yu was amazed.

Just like that, under Sister Xiaoya's gentle massage, Ling Yu felt so comfortable that he fell into a deep sleep.

In the afternoon, the archaeological team went down to the Witch Temple again. Ling Yu was injured, so he didn't follow.

Now, apart from Ling Yu, the only one left in the camp was Wang Xiangyu, who had injured his finger and was left to sort out the information.

After having nothing to do in the tent, Ling Yu came to the entrance of the ruins.

There were four people staying up there, two graduate students from the Department of Geology, one from the Department of History, and a staff member sent by the Wuxi County Archeology Bureau.

After saying hello to them, Ling Yu started walking around.

This site is located on a concave and convex land, with a large area. There is a higher hill in front of it, with a gentle slope, and there is an obvious mountain crack. It is obvious that natural disasters such as landslides should have occurred here.

, causing the site to be completely covered up, and only a trace was revealed until the earthquake occurred.
To be continued...