Chapter 7: It seems like someone is online!

  "Professor Sun, what is this character?" Qin Feng waited for a while, but still didn't get an answer, and the doubts he couldn't hold back in his heart prompted him to ask Professor Sun.

  Professor Sun took off his glasses and looked again carefully, "Huh?" "Qin Feng, where did you get this thing from?!"

  Qin Feng thought for a moment, at least he believed that this matter could not be let Professor Sun know, lest it would make Professor Sun's good impression of him turn into the original Qin Feng being a "superstitious" person. If things went wrong, Professor Sun might even think that he had developed mental illness. With his quick thinking, Qin Feng soon came up with an excuse, fabricating that this was something he picked up on the way home and out of curiosity, he brought it back to study.

  Professor Sun was straightforward and didn't think much of it. However, he said: "Qin Feng, I don't understand this character on top either. It seems like seal script but not quite, seems like clerical script but not quite, I don't know what kind of writing it is."

  "Even Professor Sun, you can't tell what kind of text this is?" Professor Sun's response was indeed a great shock to Qin Feng, followed by great disappointment. Unexpectedly, there were still texts that even ancient language experts couldn't recognize, which made Qin Feng somewhat embarrassed.

  Disappointed, Qin Feng bid farewell to Professor Sun and reluctantly returned to his dormitory. For the past two days, his roommates Ye Cheng and Jiang Dong had also gone off with their girlfriends, leaving Qin Feng alone in the dorm, lying on his bed with his eyes closed, lost in thought about a certain secret.

  Although it was a burial object, what was the purpose of this box? It was empty inside, and it didn't seem to have been discarded after being stolen. But since that was the case, why were there two characters on the box, and the first character couldn't be identified at all. All of these unknowns made Qin Feng's mind wander for a while, and unknowingly, he felt sleepy.

  With the window open, the warm breeze outside was very cozy. Qin Feng, who was asleep, seemed to have forgotten his hunger and slept soundly with his legs curled up.

  If it's out of instinct, then when a person's gaze is focused on someone, the person being gazed at will also produce corresponding psychological reactions, feeling uneasy. In fact, this is a scientific reaction, but there is no science that can explain this phenomenon, always feeling a sense of mystery and inexplicability, I believe everyone should have tried the subtlety of this phenomenon.

  And if the person being stared at has a strong psychological response, then this person will be startled even in their sleep, and the strangeness of things lies here.

  "Who!" Qin Feng suddenly woke up with a start, feeling as if someone was staring at him.

  He stood up and walked to the window, looking around but didn't find anything. He opened his phone and saw it was already 1:30 in the afternoon, the sun was still shining brightly, warmly illuminating everything. "Am I just being paranoid?" In front of the window was a poplar forest, which had been newly planted and hadn't yet blocked out the warm sunlight. Qin Feng felt something was off, but he didn't know what the problem was, only a feeling.

  "Life is good, eternal life is better; life is good, eternal life is better..." Just as Qin Feng was deep in thought and feeling a bit uneasy, he suddenly heard Ka's song "Good Life". It turned out to be the ringtone of Qin Feng's mobile phone.

  "Hey, Lin Ruochen!?" He picked up his phone and saw that it was a call from his girlfriend.

  "Qin Feng, do you have anything this afternoon?"

  "I don't have any, just one history analysis class in the afternoon, it'll be over soon. What's up?"

  Lin Ruochen seems to have something to look for Qin Feng.

  "Alright then, you go back to your dorm after class this afternoon and wait for me there, I'll come find you."

  "Anything wrong?" Qin Feng was lost in thought and got excited for a moment.

  "Uh, you and I are going to a place together for a press conference because of work. The newspaper recommended that I attend, saying it's an important archaeological press conference." Lin Ruochen revealed the truth.

  "An archaeological press conference?" Qin Feng couldn't help but repeat Lin Ruochen's words, "Fang Yu, should we call him? He's passionate about the archaeological world."

  "I've already called him, he said because the department is going to organize an outdoor archaeological preparation meeting, so he won't come."

  "Alright, I'll wait for you."

  Hanging up the phone, Qin Feng was also worried that he had no place to relax, and Lin Ruochen happened to be attending a press conference, so he could take this opportunity to ease his mind, and maybe even gain something from it.

  In the afternoon, Qin Feng finally got through his least favorite analysis class, stretching his waist and leaving the classroom in a daze. To say that in history class, Qin Feng was also a top student, actively listening to lectures, expressing opinions, and mastering historical knowledge was not necessary, from small dynasties to five thousand years of history, Qin Feng could recite one two three four. But when it came to the history analysis class, the teacher's nonsense made Qin Feng slump there, unable to muster up any energy.

  It's already three o'clock now, according to Lin Ruochen's instructions, Qin Feng returned to the dormitory.

  "You're finally back!" Qin Feng hadn't even entered the dormitory door when he heard that familiar and seductive voice.

  Pushing open the door, it was indeed Lin Ruochen.

  A light yellow long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of deep blue Apple brand jeans, plus a pair of Li Ning thick-soled white sneakers. Qin Feng looked over and saw that Lin Ruochen hadn't changed much, except that her original shoulder-length hair had been transformed into a cute pixie cut, which made Qin Feng involuntarily surprised as soon as he saw her.

  "How did you change your hairstyle?" To be honest, Qin Feng didn't quite like Lin Ruochen's new hairstyle.

  Lin Ruochen picked up the cappuccino handbag on her desk, and with a glance at Qin Feng, she pulled him to turn around and leave, still pouting and complaining: "Why did you come so late? The press conference is about to start!"

  It wasn't obvious that Lin Ruochen's strength was still considerable, but she dragged Qin Feng outwards. Qin Feng panted heavily and suddenly remembered the box, so he told Lin Ruochen that he wanted to go back and get something.

  The press conference was held at the Jingyang Building, which is not far from the school. After crossing the highway and walking southeast for over 400 meters, they arrived. On the way, Qin Feng told Lin Ruochen about what had happened in the past few days, while Lin Ruochen also got some information from Fang Yu and looked at Qin Feng with a usual expression.

  Qin Feng originally wanted to scare Lin Ruochen, but seeing her unmoved and calm demeanor, Qin Feng couldn't help but let out a disappointed sigh. The main street was empty for some reason, with only a few office workers rushing by, while the rest were elderly people in their twilight years: six of them sat in front of a stall, huddled together, excitedly playing Go, seemingly still influenced by the old days of fleeing to the northeast.

  The sky began to darken, but the hazy weather did not bring a hint of chill, suppressing the clarity and making the entire street appear desolate and lifeless, as if under its surveillance.

  No cars passed by, only footsteps shuttled back and forth. Qin Feng inadvertently looked at Lin Ruochen, she seemed to be unable to bear the sudden change in weather, hugging her arms and shivering, saying: "This sky is really strange!"

  Yes, the sky is really strange! With a sense of foreboding, the two walked into that street alley which had been deserted for a long time. Household appliances and furniture were scattered all over the place, discarded in disarray. The grey walls seemed even more desolate, the silence was so dead that you could even hear the sound of footsteps. "Dadada..." The sound kept ringing out, it was the sound of two pairs of feet!

  No, it's three pairs!

  "It's strange, I always feel like there are eyes staring at me, making me feel very uncomfortable." At this time, Qin Feng felt that feeling of being stared at again.

  "I bet you're up to some kind of hocus pocus again, one day you'll conjure up a ghost!" Lin Ruochen jokingly warned Qin Feng.

  Qin Feng smiled slightly, but suddenly he was stunned again. To him, Qin Feng didn't mind Lin Ruochen's words, but what he cared about was the thing he had inadvertently discovered just now.