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"Professor Li, what's the matter?"

Noting the change of expression on Li Jianguo's face, Su Xun asked curiously.

Li Jianguo looked at Su Xun: "Xiao Su, where are these bamboo slips dug out from, and the tomb of which age, I suspect that the records above are exaggerated and historical."

The nature of the novel is equivalent to that the content above is compiled, and the story is written in an exaggerated way.

"Professor Li, I can guarantee that these bamboo slips are absolutely real, they are something two thousand years ago." Su Xun made a serious promise that he would definitely not tell Li Jianguo about Liu An's tomb.

Li Jianguo had a dazed look on his face when he heard the words, and muttered to himself: "Then how is this possible? How is it possible?"

"Professor Li, what is written on this down?" Su Xun felt like a cat's claw.

Li Jianguo took a deep breath and shook the bamboo slips in his hand: "The above record is too unbelievable. General Qin Shi was white, and he was able to walk in the air and fight the enemy general at high altitude. This is absolutely impossible!"

"Professor Li, look at the others first." Su Xun's breathing was a lot short, and Liu An was really not a special case.

Needless to say, Li Jianguo had already started to read other bamboo slips. After reading it casually, his three views had been shattered and he sat on the floor blankly.

He studied the history of Qin and Han dynasties for a lifetime, but these things recorded in bamboo slips completely subverted the history of Qin and Han dynasties that he knew well.

He couldn't believe it. He looked at Su Xun and repeatedly confirmed: "Are you sure these bamboo slips are real?"

"It can be used for testing. It is definitely a bamboo slip more than two thousand years ago." Su Xun's tone was very positive. How could the things dug up in Liu An's tomb be fake.

Li Jianguo rubbed his forehead: "Some of these things are beyond my blind spot of knowledge."

If these bamboo slips are true, then he has completely seen a different history from the inside.

In his cognition, martial arts practitioners are nothing more than physical fitness, and those who practice well can beat ten of them one by one.

As for the ascetics, they cultivate their moral character, prolong their life, or use Taoism to ward off evil spirits like Su Xun just now.

But what are the warriors and ascetics recorded in these bamboo slips?

No, at that time, the cultivator was still called the qi practitioner.

The warrior recorded in the bamboo slips, Yukong confronts the enemy, and the sword aura stretches for thousands of meters. The evil spirits cannot be close, and can even be a thousand.

Qi practitioners use the mighty power of heaven and earth to strengthen themselves, walk through the sky, have a variety of spells, and have a long and long life. The strong have the power to move mountains and fill the sea.

The most important thing is that he also saw from a scroll of bamboo slips that what Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, killed in Fengxize was not a white snake, but a white dragon.

How is this riding a horse!

Li Jianguo felt his brain exploded.

His first reaction was that someone made a prank, and these bamboo slips were all fake.

But Su Xun insisted that these were definitely bamboo slips more than two thousand years ago, and it is naturally impossible for him to be so affirmed in uncertain circumstances.

So Li Jianguo was confused, because it completely subverted his previous understanding of history.

If these bamboo slips are true, why are there no relevant records in all the unearthed documents?

"Xiao Su, can these bamboo slips allow me to take away for a period of time for research?" Li Jianguo looked at Su Xun with scorching eyes. He had a hunch that he might lift the veil that enveloped the world.

"Yes, but I have the conditions." Su Xun agreed, because these historical documents remained with him, and he didn't have the energy to study.

Li Jianguo blurted out without hesitation: "You said, I will promise you any conditions."

"Professor Li, I can fund you to set up a research group, but I don't want these things to leak out. I have to know the results of the research as soon as possible." Su Xun looked serious and said his conditions. Then the conversation changed again: "Of course, any new discoveries I have will be sent over for you to study."

It can be said that this research group serves Su Xun alone.

Li Jianguo hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Although it was regrettable that he could not publish his research results, in order to obtain this opportunity, he still agreed.

"Professor Li, happy cooperation." Su Xun smiled and stretched out his hand.

Li Jianguo held it and said with a smile: "Thank you for giving me this opportunity. From now on, my energy will be poured on these bamboo slips. Let Xiao Yun teach you when you learn about Xiaozhuan."

For the sake of research, the granddaughter is also worth it.

"Okay." Anyone who learns Xiaozhuan can teach, Su Xun has no opinion.

Soon, Li Jianguo left. Su Xun arranged for someone to drive him, and by the way, he also escorted the box of bamboo slips.

"Translate the pill prescription and the "shu" early, especially the pill prescription, then you can try to refine it yourself and mass produce it."

Su Xun said to Fat Mei.

Fatty Mei nodded, and suddenly asked, "You said Liu An can deploy a backhand to resurrect himself. What about other people in history who are more powerful than him?"

"Liu An had the method of resurrection because he got this "Skill". Not everyone has this kind of luck." Su Xun picked up the silk and said in a calm tone.

Fatty Mei nodded thoughtfully, and asked another question: "In ancient times, warriors and qi practitioners were so powerful, especially qi practitioners. It stands to reason that they should live a long life. Why did they die?"

"How are you sure that they are all dead?" Su Xun asked back.

Fatty Mei is speechless, unable to answer this question.

Yes, it is recorded in history that they died, so are they really dead?

History can also be deceiving, for example, there is no historical document that records the qi practitioners and warriors in ancient times.

Why is this history hidden?

Who covered up this history?

There are too many mysteries of everything.

Su Xun sighed: "It's a pity that nowadays, the spiritual energy is thin, and even Qi practitioners have been renamed as cultivators. Apart from knowing a few techniques, they can't live forever. What a pity."

Longevity, longevity, this has been a tempting vocabulary since ancient times.

"I think there must be a lot of things like these bamboo slips, but no one has found it." Fatty Mei said.

Su Xun smiled: "Do you have the energy to find it?"

"You can ask Cao Yuanzheng and the others to find it, don't they want to share what we get from the brocade box? Yes, let them exchange things." Fatty Mei showed a wise expression.

Su Xun's eyes lit up, yes, why did you forget this?

Cao Yuanzheng, Chen Erye, Wang Mazi, Gui Laoqi are veterans in this industry, and they have experienced the visit to Liu An's tomb this time.

I don't have time to find these things all over the world, but I can tempt them to find them for myself.

As soon as he thought of it, Su Xun immediately asked him to investigate Cao Yuanzheng's contact information.

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