Chapter 424

"Brother Bin, the wind outside is so strong, fortunately the tents in our camp are strong."

"That's for sure, don't look at who repaired it."

"Hehehe, don't say, the three-eyed one really has talent in this regard, and he has even greater talent in being a captain. He can be a captain wherever he goes."

Tan Wenbin and Lin Shu You each carried two drawing boxes, walking in the strong wind.

When they could see Luo Gong's office in front, Tan Wenbin lightly bumped Lin Shu You with his elbow.

Lin Shu You understood and knew that he had to be cautious in his words next.

Walking into the office tent, Luo Gong and Brother Xiaoyuan were standing together, both holding pens and communicating with the drawings in front of them, while Xue Liangliang was organizing other senior brothers to work.

Even if Tan Wenbin and Lin Shu You got scholarships with excellent grades, this kind of high-end game was not something their sophomore students could participate in.

In fact, they were the ones who walked through the back door to be gilded, belonging to the goods that the shopkeeper required to be matched when Luo Gong bought Brother Xiaoyuan.

Before in the military rest house, Runsheng was responsible for lifting hot water bottles and serving meals. His ecological niche was one level higher than Runsheng, lifting files, drawings, and fountain pen water.

However, this kind of thing is that the master leads into the door, and the practice is in the individual. In addition to daily chores, look at which senior brother has simple work, and take the initiative to lean over and ask, and do what you can help.

Everyone has passed like this. After all, there are only so many people who have the strength and vision to become the project leader in the circle. A large number of high-level skilled workers are filled in the industry that looks tall, which is essentially not much different from the mules raised in the grandfather's house.

Xue Liangliang answered the phone, responded a few times, hung up, and walked to Luo Gong's side:

"Teacher, Zhai Lao asked Xiaoyuan to go over to support."

Luo Gong frowned and got angry:

"He borrowed Xiaoyuan, what do we use!"

During the construction of the project, various variables will be encountered, and the plan has been in a state of dynamic revision, and its complexity is far better than before the start of the project.

After getting angry, Luo Gong calmed down and said to Li Zhuiyuan:

"Xiaoyuan, you go."

"Hmm, okay."

"Come back early."

"I understand."

Luo Gong showed a wry smile, which seemed to be back to a long time ago, when every project group fought for the "computer time" of the school.

Xue Liangliang reminded: "Xiaoyuan, the security check in the camp where Zhai Lao is located is very strict. You'd better put your personal belongings here, so it won't be troublesome when passing the security check."

"Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan took out the fountain pen and drawings in his pocket, together with that "Wordless Book," and put them on his desk.

Lin Shu You: "Brother Xiaoyuan, the wind is strong outside, I will accompany you."

Xue Liangliang: "No, there is a special guide over there, I will make an arrangement with a call."

When Li Zhuiyuan walked to the area of that camp, a jeep was already parked there waiting for him.

The driver and the accompanying personnel sat in the car, their backs straight.

The security level of the camp here has gone down, while the security level of Zhai Lao's camp is higher than the original.

Mainly because the "cultural relics" excavated are all sent there for on-site research, and the probability of accidents is extremely high.

On the way, Li Zhuiyuan saw a tractor team driving toward here on the mountain road below.

Seeing the jeep, the leading tractor first slowed down, took a light and shone it backward, signaling the team to stop and give way first.

When passing by, Li Zhuiyuan saw Captain Zhao.

His beard hadn't been trimmed for a long time, a towel was hanging around his neck, and a new medal was pinned to his chest.

The medal was awarded only yesterday. A truck overturned during transportation and almost slid down the hillside. He led people to not only save the driver but also rescue the truck and the goods on it.

Captain Zhao picked up a large tea jar, uncovered the lid, shook it, took a sip of water, swallowed it, and showed a smile.

This smile is standard enough to be on the New Year picture themed with model workers or advanced workers.

After Li Zhuiyuan passed, Zhao Yi signaled with light again, and the team continued to move forward.

At first, he was resentful that he could only be a front-line construction worker while the Li-surnamed one could do design.

But after truly participating in front-line labor, Zhao Yi found that his vision was narrow before, and he was floating.

Although he has suffered more pain than 99% of people in the world due to illness since he was a child, as the young master of the Zhao family in Jiujiang, he has never truly participated in productive labor except for working for the Li-surnamed one.

This recent experience has made him gain a lot, as if he has been educated again.

The grass-roots like ancestor Zhao Wuwu does not refer to the carefree of having nothing, but knowing how to build from nothing better than those Jianghu family children.

A "River Walking Code of Conduct" and a "Ancestor's Notes," Zhao Yi felt that this trip of walking the Li-surnamed river, he really didn't rub it in vain. Even if the Li-surnamed one turns his face and denies it afterwards, he has already made a lot of money so far.

Looking up at the dark sky.

Zhao Yi knew that the real last moment was coming.

Convert it, treat the construction stage of entering here as the preparation, investigation, and groping in the early and middle stages of walking a wave in the past, and the time corresponds exactly.

Zhao Yi shouted to the tractor master behind:

"Pass it back, the weather has changed. After delivering this trip, it will definitely be time to close work today. Be quick, deliver it early and arrive at the town early, I will treat everyone to drink and have fun."

The tractor masters passed it back one by one, and when it reached the back, it became:

"Hurry up and deliver, the captain wants to treat everyone to a foot wash and have fun!"

The effect was abnormally good. Under the bad weather, not only did no tractor fall behind, but they kept honking their horns behind, urging Zhao Yi's lead car to speed up.

Two camps, belonging to the two ends of the large construction site, but Li Zhuiyuan's camp is outside the formation, while Zhai Lao's camp is within the formation range.

When passing through the entrance and exit of the large formation area, you have to accept a round of inspection.

Li Zhuiyuan witnessed the construction of this large formation with his own eyes day by day. This large formation has no secrets to him.

But because of this, this large formation made him have no way.

It is very simple. The simpler it is, the more it means there are no flaws.

It is connected layer by layer by small formations, medium formations, and large formations. This kind of formation requires dedicated maintenance personnel at each small formation position during operation.

Just like the "mirror for reflecting demons" for exploration in the camp at the beginning, it was in a state of physical disconnection at the beginning.

Li Zhuiyuan can simply break or master every small formation, but cannot borrow and mobilize this large formation.

Unless, he can get the real command of this large formation.

"This is the heavy sword without edge."

When you have a huge and towering machine behind you that can provide you with help and drive, many technical things become chicken ribs. The first thing to ensure is safety and stability, and then, just push it horizontally.

This is the difference between Jianghu private fighting and magnificent public instruments.

After the security check, Li Zhuiyuan was led to Zhai Lao's new office.

In the open area of the camp, there are wooden boxes, containing various cultural relics excavated recently. Just these, it is more than enough to fill a large museum.

It is a pity that although the Goguryeo dynasty lasted for a long time, in the historical perception of most people, it has always been the opposite background board of the Central Plains dynasty. It is a bit difficult to rely on this to develop tourism.

Zhai Lao's office is very quiet, with various exquisite objects inside, and a stone tablet one person high, and the desk is piled up with rubbings.

"Teacher, you look much haggard."

"No way, people are old, the work intensity is high, and they can't rest well. Now they rely on sleeping pills to take a nap every day."

Zhai Lao took a white medicine bag from his pocket and placed it on the corner of the desk.

There is a special medical room in the camp, and various medicines are supplied. However, some medicines will be quantitatively controlled. They will not give you a whole bottle, but use a small paper bag similar to storing two-inch photos to pack for you.

"This medicine cannot be eaten too much."

"I know, come, help me translate these."

"Okay."

What Li Zhuiyuan translated were the sacrificial texts performed by many generations of Goguryeo kings when they sacrificed here.

In their context, this place is the direct incarnation of "God's will." Sacrificing and praying here can bless their country and people, and generations will be safe.

Zhai Lao praised: "You translated very well. Sometimes I really wonder, even a smarter little brain wouldn't be so outrageous, and it can adapt so quickly across industries."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Someone in the family is engaged in the archaeological industry, and I have been influenced by it since I was a child."

Zhai Lao nodded: "No wonder, then why did you think of changing your career to do this."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Aren't you the same, teacher? You obviously like researching these more."

After Zhai Lao retired, he was obsessed with historical culture and archaeology. His research on Goguryeo was also the key reason why he could participate in this investigation project.

In his bones, Zhai Lao is actually a literary and introverted person, which is also the reason why his team building and development are much weaker than Luo Gong.

Zhai Lao smiled: "The needs of the era are different. Weren't there many masters in the Republic of China?"

Li Zhuiyuan finished translating this part, put down the pen, and rubbed his sore hands.

Zhai Lao picked up these manuscripts and delivered them to the outside, asking people to transfer them to other subject groups.

Then, Zhai Lao made two cups of tea.

Li Zhuiyuan remembered Luo Gong's instructions, help with things and come back quickly, but the teenager still sat down and drank tea with him.

It is not easy to see "Master" once.

Moreover, this time, although "Master" performed incomparably steadily, this steadiness also revealed a sense of urgency.

He values this opportunity very much.

Perhaps it was the matter of borrowing the Fengdu project last time to carry the general trend to suppress the Bodhisattva, which made him taste the sweetness.

This time there is a similar opportunity, he wants to make a replica again.

Li Zhuiyuan guessed:

Suppressing himself to gain merit, suppressing Bodhisattva to gain merit, "Teacher"'s ambition is not small. He also wants to find new roles to suppress, and upgrade his Yin Division Hell to another specification.

Zhai Lao: "After reading those, what is your perception?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Other sacrificial cultures have a transition, or a role called a messenger. This place is different. The owner of this sacrificial place deliberately hides this position and builds himself into the absolute incarnation of God's will."

Zhai Lao: "Yes, the successive owners, or hosts, here forcibly hook their own will with God's will. This means that it masters not only the right to interpret scriptures, but it is also writing scriptures.

Under normal logic, secular power will not allow such a monster that transcends existence to exist."

"So it perished."

Zhai Lao pointed to the thick document materials placed on and under his desk:

"There is no evidence that it was destroyed by secular power. Whether it was the Goguryeo dynasty or the Central Plains dynasty's attack on Goguryeo, there are no relevant records.

Moreover, from the discoveries brought by the current construction progress, this underground building itself has no traces of external invasion and destruction.

It is more like it was suddenly erased from the long river of history overnight."

"What do you think caused it?"

Zhai Lao drank tea and said slowly: "Just making random guesses, it will not appear in words and records."

"Teacher, I am just listening randomly."

"Xiaoyuan, you say, like this monster sacrificial place that wants to hold both writing and interpreting scriptures, besides not being allowed to exist by secular power, which existence is also extremely disgusted by it?"

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his finger and pointed to the top of his head.

Zhai Lao lowered his voice: "Xiaoyuan, do you believe in things like divine punishment?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I am an atheist."

Zhai Lao took out a thick notebook and pushed it to Li Zhuiyuan: "You just translated the sacrificial inscriptions of the middle and late periods. This contains the earlier ones I collected and translated. See what is different."

Li Zhuiyuan took the notebook and flipped through it quickly. Soon, the teenager found the difference.

"In the early stage, it was a traditional sacrificial place. Goguryeo dignitaries used this place as a transit point for praying to heaven. The host here also only regarded himself as a messenger between heaven and the world."

"What do you think caused this change?"

"Expansion of ambition?"

Zhai Lao: "This answer seems too old-fashioned."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "I think so too."

Zhai Lao: "I think it is a kind of misbelief."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Misbelief?"

Zhai Lao seemed tired. He supported his forehead with his hand and yawned.

"It can be, or it can not be. When it is needed, it is. When it is not needed, it is not even if it is."

"Teacher, why did you suddenly start playing machine front?"

Zhai Lao rubbed his sleepy eyes:

"When it gradually realizes that it is no longer, it will frantically try to prove that it still is. At this stage, even if it constantly praises and shouts that it upholds God's will in its mouth, it has actually become the biggest rebel under God's will."

Zhai Lao's head lowered, and he fell asleep on the desk.

Li Zhuiyuan sat in the chair, digesting this sentence.

This is the answer that the "Teacher" conveyed to him through the teacher in front of him.

Heaven doesn't want to break him, this knife, now. He is still useful to Heaven.

For example, Li Zhuiyuan is looking forward to it. His "Teacher" continues to expand the underworld. Will Heaven arrange a master-disciple mutual killing before breaking him?

"It" in the "Wordless Book" has the slogan of upholding the will of Heaven to kill him, this "evil spirit."

It is the truth, but it is not necessarily correct in different periods.

It is forcibly twisting the skin of Heaven, wanting to take him as a springboard to realize its own ambition.

Irresponsible conjecture, will this be: the competition for favor between the rusty knife abandoned in the past and his new knife?

It turns out that Heaven is not on its side.

His "Master" saw this, so he participated in this wave so actively.

Li Zhuiyuan draped a coat over Zhai Lao, and then walked to the tent entrance.

The sky outside was getting darker and darker, and the wind was blowing harder and harder.