This Was Supposed to Be Archaeology, So Why Are You Hauling Our Ancestor in a Nine-Dragon Coffin?

[Urban High Martial Arts + Spiritual Qi Revival + Alternate Setting + Delusions] My name is Chen Mo. I’m a temporary hire on an archaeological team, and I have three great delusions in life: I’ll get a permanent job, I’ll buy a house, and I’ll find a girlfriend. That was until I personally carried an old immortal from the Ming Dynasty out of an ancient tomb in the Qinling Mountains. The old immortal patted my shoulder and said, “From now on, kid, you’re the ‘Ancestor Summoner.’ You get full benefits, meals and accommodation, a monthly salary of 100,000, and a company apartment in Beijing.” I believed him. My phone rang. The old ancestor had sent me a message: “Oh, by the way, Ao Guang says his third daughter has taken a liking to you. Her dowry is half of the Dragon Palace in the Eastern Sea.” Me: “Old Ancestor, can I quit?” Old Ancestor: “You’re already on this pirate ship. You think you can just run away? Hurry up and help Qin Shi Huang practice civil service exam questions. He’s taking the recruitment exam next month.”