Chapter 217: About Loulan Ancient Country

Chapter 217 About the Ancient Loulan Country

In a blink of an eye, it has been half a month since I came to Highland Barley University, and Zhuo Bufan was already more than a week late, so the National Day will soon be in the blink of an eye.

College life is different from high school. College life is more free and the curriculum arrangement is also very flexible. Students in a class spend very little time together every day. Zhuo Bufan is only familiar with fat people and Chen Junyang. As for the others, he doesn’t have a single one. Acquainted.

In the past half month, Zhuo Bufan’s two-point line, except at school, was to go back to the medical hall to help Zhang Xiaocui. The only thing that made Zhuo Bufan feel depressed was that Zhang Xiaocui deliberately matched him with Zhang Huan, but he didn’t say clearly that he He couldn't find a reason to refuse directly, and he himself couldn't pull Zhang Huan outside and tell her that he didn't like her. It hurt the girl's heart.

"I turned over half of the school library, but still couldn't find the written record on the treasure map." Zhuo Bufan frowned.

The Highland Barley University is known as the No. 1 University in the Province of Wind and the top ten universities in Lan Guo. Although the library is not as good as Harvard, it is not too small. Together, the three libraries can accommodate tens of thousands of students. Reading in it.

"It would be great if you cultivated the spiritual sense, then it would be necessary to read through the book one by one like now, and scan directly with the spiritual sense, and then you would know where the things you need to find." Zhuo Bufan stood. In front of the bookshelf, smiled bitterly.

The bookshelves in front of him are full of dusty books, all of which are articles published in the 70s and 80s for the postgraduate entrance examination of ancient Chinese. They look boring and boring. In addition, there are very few students studying ancient literature and no one reads them. Normal things, so these books are covered with dust.

Zhuo Bufan put the books in his hands into the bookshelf, sighed, and suddenly looked at his side.

I saw an old man with gray hair and reading glasses standing beside him opening a book with a torn cover, and the three words'Gu Loulan' written on it were faintly seen.

"Professor Yu." Zhuo Bufan exclaimed politely.

This old man is the professor of the elective class he applied for. He has been doing literature research all his life, and devoted all his time to academics. He is much better than those teachers who only know how to make extra money and run training courses to make money. This kind of person, Zhuo Bufan has a heart of respect.

"Oh." Yu Wenda pushed the presbyopic glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and looked at him suspiciously. Zhuo Bufan rarely blushed. Although he respected the old professor, he hadn't been to the professor's class several times. Old professor It's normal not to know him.

Yu Wenda smiled and said, "Are you Zhuo Bufan?"

Zhuo Bufan didn't expect that he still remembered himself. Perhaps the scar on his face was impressive. He nodded and said, "Professor Yu, what are you looking at?"

"Just open it. I have been doing surveys and research on Gu Loulan for the past few years, but unfortunately there has been no progress!" Yu Wenda said, shook his head, and sighed: "The society is different now, so I can calm down. There are fewer people coming to do research. Whatever the market economy, it is more profitable than doing academic work, and local funding for the development of science and technology, medicine, and real estate is better than giving old men like us research."

Zhuo Bufan nodded with deep approval. Academic research does have little effect on social progress, and it is not as fast as building a building.

"But I still think it's better to do research. The emergence and destruction of every civilization will always enlighten the world, so as not to repeat the same mistakes." Zhuo Bufan suddenly said, he once saw a person in the cultivation universe. A powerful move destroyed a planet, only because people on that planet sent someone to beat him for no reason.

A gleam of light flashed in Yu Wenda's originally cloudy eyes, and he smiled and said, "You have such a comprehension at a young age. It's not bad. It is true that our academic research cannot immediately bring benefits to society, but it The impact is long-term."

Zhuo Bufan didn't hear clearly what he was talking about. Anyway, he had to leave Blue Star to cultivate in the universe, but his gaze fell on Professor Yu's other hand, which was holding a broken page. The pages of the book were yellowish, but the text on them was exactly the same as the treasure map in Zhuo Bufan's hands.

"Professor Yu, what is in your hand?"

"Oh, you said this? It was bought by my friend and I from a Lieutenant Mojin. I have been studying the text on it, so it's so-so." Yu Wenda glanced at the page in his hand and said with a smile : "But I checked many materials in the local library, but I didn't find any records of this kind of writing. It should be a writing left by a small tribe or blood."

Zhuo Bufan seriously thought about it, should he give the treasure map in his hand to Professor Yu for help?

After hesitating, Zhuo Bufan finally made a uniform order. It is undoubtedly difficult for him to find a needle in a haystack. It does not matter if Professor Yu knows the secrets above. If Professor Yu wants to hand over the things to the local place, he will be halfway That's it.

"Professor Yu, I actually have this kind of text written on a piece of cloth in my home. My grandma picked it up from outside and knows what it is." Zhuo Bufan put on a hazy look and touched his nose.

Yu Wenda’s eyes lit up like light bulbs, “Really, you can show it to me quickly. I dragged a lot of relationships and spent a lot of money to get such a small piece of yellow paper. After three years of research, do you really have it in your family?"

"Well, yes, but at my hometown, I can only get it when I go home after the National Day holiday." Zhuo Bufan did not recklessly take it out. He still wants to check the information these days, if he can find the best by himself, The fewer people who know this secret, the better.

Yu Wenda groaned: "You are still in your hometown, then take the time to take it back and show it to me, maybe there will be major discoveries, but you will be the best at that time." After that, Yu Wenda took out a white business card. Presented it to Zhuo Bufan with both hands and said, "This is my phone number. You can just call me when the time comes."

"Well, okay, Professor Yu." Zhuo Bufan nodded and glanced at his business card. There was only a list of phone numbers and names, but nothing else. Compared with those who always write the titles of managers, supervisors, and directors, Professor Yu also Too low-key, after all, he is a full-time professor, and even the principal of the school has to buy him a bit of face.

After saying goodbye to Professor Yu, Zhuo Bufan left the library and went straight back to the class. Now there is a clue about the treasure map, hoping to crack the secret above.

Suddenly, Fatty and Chen Junyang returned from buying a soda from the outside. The two looked at each other and walked in front of him.