Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 959 Invited International Archaeologists
Hearing that the archaeologists speculated that this is the tomb of Nuwa, Xi Zuer couldn't help but sneer with red lips.

The little crow rolled over while covering its stomach with its wings: "Hehehe... You're dying of laughter, the tomb of your ancestors? Do you want to eat farts? Your ancestors are still alive!"

Fu Xiqin also complained: "Hmph... Even if our ancestors built a tomb, it would be a tomb with my Patriarch. Is it [-] times more magnificent than here..."

Before finishing speaking, the little crow knocked hard on the head: "Shut up! Your patriarch didn't marry our ancestors, so we'll bury them together! Besides, our ancestors, Fangling Yongji and Xianshou Yongchang, don't need to build a tomb at all, you Less crow mouth!"

Fu Xiqin shrank her head in grievance, and muttered softly: "...Brother Jin, I really don't have your mouth..."

Little Crow: "You - get lost!"

The two fairy pets were bickering here, while Bai Fei, who stretched her neck and listened intently to the gossip, slapped her thigh, and said in a low voice, "What a Gu Shiyin, a traitor!"

The two immortal pets didn't care about Gu Shiyin, and they were all focused on arguing about the cemetery. At this moment, hearing Bai Fei say this, they couldn't help but curl their lips: "She was originally a traitor, and this is nothing new."

Oh, of course, Bai Fei didn't go to the racing scene, and she didn't witness Gu Shiyin's racing fake loss, losing her vest, and selling her world champion position on the spot.

I only heard Bai Fei getting more and more excited, and said to herself: "I didn't know, she is so shameless..."

Tsk tsk, is there anything more shameless than selling a world champion?

The two immortal pets also came to their senses, and looked intently——

At the other end of the main tomb in the distance, the archaeologists had just guessed that it was Nuwa's tomb, but Gu Shiyin shook her head and refuted:

"I don't think it should be. Every time an ancient tomb is dug, some people like to guess the tomb of Nuwa. Every time they are slapped in the face by the facts, I think this time is no exception. It should be someone else's tomb."

The members of the archaeological team looked awkward: "We're just guessing, Mr. Gu, didn't you say you invited a professor from the Imperial University to help us identify it? The person behind you is the archaeologist—professor?"

All eyes focused on Yinhu.

Both sides are a little embarrassed.

From the perspective of the archaeologists, Yinhu, who is five big and three rough, does not look like a professor of learning, but a muscular physical education teacher.

Yinhu was even more uncomfortable, and clumsily waved his hands desperately: "No, no, I, that, I..."

But Gu Shiyin only brought him here, he didn't know why Gu Shiyin said about the professor's appraisal, and he couldn't explain it too thoroughly, for fear that he would lose Gu Shiyin's face if he didn't understand the situation.

Fortunately, Gu Shiyin was quick to smooth things over, and smiled softly: "This is Brother Hu, who specially escorted me here. I originally wanted to invite professors from Imperial University to help you, but I couldn't find any suitable candidates... ..."

"Miss Gu, you can't keep your promises. It's not easy for us to apply to the higher authorities!"

"Listen to me. The background of this tomb is too complicated, and ordinary professors probably can't understand it, so I asked my tutor who studied abroad, a senior professor of world history, to help me recommend an international archaeologist. He is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he has visited almost all ancient buildings in the world, including ancient tombs, and he will definitely help you solve the problem of who is the owner of the tomb. How about it?"

"International archaeologist?" Everyone's interest suddenly rose, "This relationship is good, what about others?"

"I made an appointment with him to arrive around this time, could you please pick him up from the entrance?"

"Then what shall we call him?"

"Just call him... Dean Davis, he is from country M."

(End of this chapter)