Kuaichuan Counterattack: Lord God, please pet me gently!

Chapter 73 Treasure Fan Romance (6)

Kuang Xin followed her memory back to the campus and walked to the library of the History Department.This university has the most abundant collection of ancient books in the country, and the original owner would plunge into it as long as he had nothing to do during his lifetime.

Although the original owner has already investigated the background information about Concubine Yun's tomb, Kuang Xin still feels that it is not enough. At least at this stage, he has not seen the ice bone fan in any records.

After the tomb was unearthed, it was robbed by "Nightingale" before it could even be verified.

When he came to the library, Kuang Xin went straight to Yuan Chao's ancient book collection shelf, searching carefully.

The original owners of almost all the ancient county annals here have read and figured it out. Even so, Kuang Xin decided to read it again.

Sometimes the truth tends to hide in the twigs of certain twigs.

While looking through the books one by one, a cool, deep and pleasant man's voice came from behind.

"Junior Sister Ming, what are you looking for?"

When Kuang Xin turned her head, a tall and thin man wearing white-rimmed glasses, handsome and handsome, exuding a bookish atmosphere, held a book in his hand, half covered his chin, and looked at her tenderly.

Kuang Xin had an impression of this person, Da Yuanzhu was three years old, Xiao Feng's favorite student, her senior brother, Ning Zheqing.

"Well, I'm here to collect information on Concubine Yun's tomb. Senior brother too?"

Kuang Xin felt very comfortable with this elder brother's demeanor, and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, evoking a nice smile.

Ning Zheqing smiled helplessly, and lightly patted Kuang Xin on the forehead with the book in his hand, "You are really stupid in reading, I didn't participate in this project."

It was only then that Kuang Xin realized that, indeed, the elegant elder brother in the memory of the original owner was transferred to the archaeological team of the neighboring province after graduation. It had nothing to do with Concubine Yun's tomb, and the plot was not explained directly.

He smiled awkwardly, "I really forgot... Why did the elder brother go back to school? Aren't you taking a scientific examination in a neighboring province?"

Ning Zheqing raised his eyebrows, as if thinking of something, he shook his head, "I don't know... I just wanted to come back and have a look, and I happened to meet you. Where is Junior Sister Xiao? Didn't you come with me?"

If Xiao Yingluo knew she had run away, it would be strange if she didn't kill her and tie her home... Kuang Xin said in a panic: "No, she said she was going to the graduation party."

Ning Zheqing nodded half-understood. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the "Yuan Dynasty Chronicle" in Kuang Xin's hand, took it over, and flipped through it in his hand: "What do you want to find, Junior Sister? Do you need my help?"

Kuang Xin's eyes lit up. Ning Zheqing was a famous figure in the department before graduation, and he was knowledgeable. With his help, he would definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"Eldest brother, do you know anything about Concubine Yun's tomb? I want to find a record of one thing, which is a fan."

"You're talking about the ice bone fan, right?" Ning Zheqing smiled again, his phoenix eyes raised slightly, "By the way, have you found the thing?"

Kuang Xin shook her head: "No, the police are still investigating."

Even if she knew that "Nightingale" did it, she couldn't tell, no one would believe it...

"That's it."

Ji Zheqing took Kuang Xin's hand, Kuang Xin was slightly stunned at first, but neither she nor the original owner's body felt repulsive to this move.

"I'll show you something to see if it's what you're looking for."

Ning Zheqing led Kuang Xin to his laptop, and quickly entered a website with his fingers flying.

"Look at this." He handed the laptop to Kuang Xin.

Kuang Xin took it and saw that it was a place like a social forum, where a netizen shared an anecdote about the wild history of Yi country.

(End of this chapter)