Our ancestor is a salted fish in the entertainment industry

Capital City, Provincial Museum

Ming Tomb Exhibition Area

It was late at night, and dusk was setting. The huge exhibition hall was empty and quiet, with only a few pale lights in a corner of the exhibition area.

Beyond the light, boundless darkness was spreading from the corner of the wall to the surroundings. In the unknown corner, there might be an even more unknown human nature...

A man with a head full of white hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, who had a refined look on his face, was currently smiling with a drunken expression. His hands, which were as wrinkled as tree bark, were slowly reaching out to the young girl lying on the table in front of him.

Bit by bit…

Then, he touched the transparent and hard anti-theft tempered glass cover.

Xiao Lin, who was standing at the side, looked at his teacher, who was well-known throughout the country and even internationally. At this moment, he was like an idiot. Through a transparent glass cover, he smiled wretchedly and could not help but hold his forehead.

Sigh, in this situation, no matter how one looked at it, it looked like a wretched old man was about to make a premeditated move on a young girl.

To put it bluntly, his finger had been on the 110 button for a long time.

After enduring for a while, Xiao Lin finally squeezed out a voice from his mouth,

" Enduring the pain " interrupted this " beautiful and harmonious " scene.

"Teacher, you've seen at least a few dozen of these undying female corpses.

Now, how can you treat a nameless female corpse from the Ming Dynasty like this?"

Upon hearing his student's question, Li Zhengyang restrained his wretched and infatuated smile and returned to his usual appearance as a senior expert of the archaeology department.

"Normally, I told you to be very careful when studying cultural relics, but you just wouldn't listen. Now, you're asking such a stupid question here.

Look closely at this female corpse. On the surface, she really did come from the Ming Dynasty.

However, it was true that she had dug it out from a Ming Dynasty tomb.

However, although her clothes were made from the Ming Dynasty, the patterns on the corners of her clothes were the flying needle embroidery method that had been lost in the Song Dynasty. The hairpin on her head was a style passed down by the imperial family of the Tang Dynasty, and the bracelet on her hand was a treasure from the Qin Emperor's era.

If I'm not wrong, this female corpse should be from the Qin Dynasty. As for why it appeared in the Ming Dynasty's Dongchang Tombs, we might have to investigate the background of the real tomb owner.

After all, according to the historical records, most of the people in the East Chamber acted strangely. It was difficult to distinguish between good and evil. Those who were famous in the world were all evil people.

Once my conjecture is verified, this might be a shocking discovery in the history of archaeology.

To be able to possess so many rare treasures at the same time, her identity must be worth investigating."

While the master and disciple were having an intense discussion, other than the flickering surveillance camera, no one saw the female corpse lying quietly on the display stage slowly open her eyes.

Sigh, it's so noisy. The juniors nowadays don't even let me have a peaceful sleep.

Sheng Li, who was in a bad mood after waking up, ignored the master and disciple who were not far away and sat up slowly.

He moved his joints that hadn't moved for a hundred years, looked around, and found a red button that seemed to be a mechanism.

He quietly opened the anti-theft glass cover.

Then, he slowly walked out of the museum.

However, even after Sheng Li's figure disappeared outside the museum, the master and disciple, who were immersed in the beautiful fantasy of the future, did not notice anything wrong. They did not realize that the master they were talking about had already escaped.

After a while, the master and disciple, who were obsessed with history and unable to extricate themselves, finally ended their intense discussion.

Just as he was about to turn back to study it, he realized that the display platform was empty. As for the female corpse that should have been lying quietly on it, it had long disappeared.

Professor Li, who was in his seventies, seemed to have returned to his prime at this moment. He threw away the crutch that he had been holding for years and quickly ran to the monitoring room not far away.

Little Lin, who was left far behind, looked at everything in front of him with his mouth agape, as if his worldview had been refreshed.

When they saw the surveillance footage, they were stunned.

Looking at the red figure that slowly brushed past them, the two of them could not help but swallow their saliva silently.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be glad that the two of them were having a heated discussion and didn't see her leave, or regret not discovering her in time and catching this female corpse who was walking around leisurely.

At this moment, Sheng Li, who was the " female corpse on the run from the museum ", was still pacing slowly outside, without the slightest fear of being caught.

Looking at the skyscrapers and the colorful city, Sheng Li felt a little lost and helpless, but she still maintained a deep and indifferent expression.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in Sheng Li's mind.

"Hello, System 516 is at your service. Next, we will match the mission according to your obsession. Please wait patiently.

Connecting to the smart system assistant…"

Before Sheng Li could react, a relatively lively voice appeared in her mind.

"Hello, pretty lady, I'm your smart assistant, Little Smart.

Based on your inner obsession, we are matching you with a path of acting that shares the same dream."

"I have no obsession."

He answered the so-called system straightforwardly, but his face was still calm.

However, in Sheng Li's mind, a few figures that had gradually faded away in her long life flashed across her mind.

Did he really not have any obsessions?

Then what was the reason for him to stay alone for so long?

"Di-"

A mechanical voice sounded, as if it was calculating some data.

A moment later, Little Smart's voice sounded again, and there was a hint of bewitchment mixed in her quick-wittedness.

" According to the system, Fusu is still in the main world."

"Brother…Fusu."

Sheng Li didn't know how to react to the sudden appearance of this name that she hadn't seen for thousands of years.

Is Brother Fusu still…alive?

After a long time, when she saw Sheng Li unmoved, she almost thought that the system had miscalculated. This condition was not enough to move Sheng Li, and she had already rejected it silently.

A slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"…Alright, I promise you."