Instructing the Archaeological Team, Was Actually Regarded As a Tomb Robber

After everything was arranged, Ye Cheng went home, but as soon as he got home, he was dumbfounded.

Good guy, the door is full of all kinds of express boxes and bags.

"What's the situation?" Ye Cheng was a little confused.

He looked at the delivery addresses above. They all came from all over the world, and the senders were also different. There were a lot of large and small bags.

Ye Cheng picked up a box, it was quite heavy, and when he shook it, it was rattling.

"What's going on here? Why are so many people sending me couriers!"

He really couldn't figure it out, so he opened a box and looked at it.

As soon as it was opened, Ye Cheng suddenly had a black line.

He opened a few more boxes, and his face was a little wonderful.

Without exception, it's full of blades and some gibberish.

"Really send a blade!"

Ye Cheng smiled bitterly, thinking of the new pit he had opened before, it seemed that it hadn't been updated for a long time.

There's no way, these days are too busy, and I'm running around with the archaeological team, so I don't have time to write, and I don't dare to write.

If he wrote anything, Chen Bing had to come and arrest him.

Ye Cheng had no choice but to clean up the large and small bags directly, otherwise he would not even be able to enter the door, so he directly contacted a waste collection station.

The old man who came was stunned, looking at the boxes of blades and looking at Ye Cheng with strange eyes.

Ye Cheng was also helpless.

In the end, I sold these blades at the price of scrap iron, my dear, for more than 600 yuan.

The old one who collected the scraps pulled boxes of new blades and walked away with a smile.

When I got home, it was still the same, I turned on my computer and logged in to my account to check it out. My dear, there are hundreds of thousands of comments under that book, all of which are urging updates.

Others revealed Ye Cheng's home address.

These blades are estimated to be mailed by those netizens according to their addresses.

"Hey, I never thought that one day, I would be able to make a fortune with the blades sent by netizens!" Ye Cheng laughed at himself.

There was nothing to do left and right, Ye Cheng only felt the rush of Wen Si, and he sat in front of the computer and started typing.

In a few hours, I wrote five chapters and 10,000 words and posted it directly.

When they saw Ye Cheng's update, netizens were shocked and ran to tell them.

Ye Cheng looked at the comments curiously, and one comment left him speechless.

"Brothers, it seems that sending blades is useful. Let's continue to do it and send some one day, so we don't fear that he will break!"

Below are all the responses from netizens.

Ye Cheng's head was covered with black lines, and he thought to himself that the next time he came back, he wouldn't be blocked by the blade again.

"Hey, the uncle who is cheap to collect waste again, I guess the uncle is happy!"

…

Three days later, Fatty Wang and Li Duoduo both came.

When they saw each other here, they were a little surprised.

Fatty Wang was a little cautious, "Little brother, isn't this girl's film from the archaeological team? You're not afraid to give us some points?"

Li Duoduo also said: "Okay, you really are a tomb robber!"

She had been suspicious of Fatty Wang's actions before, but now it's like a real hammer.

Ye Cheng hurriedly smiled, "Don't get excited, now we have the same goal, let me introduce you again!"

The two still looked at each other warily.

"This is Li Duoduo, the descendant of moving mountains!"

"This is a native of the South, and he can be considered to be in the line of Captain Jin!"

When Fatty Wang heard this, he hurriedly clasped his fists, "Yo, I really didn't see it, it turned out to be a descendant from a mountain, and I have looked up to it for a long time!"

Li Duoduo pouted.

The three simply chatted.

Ye Cheng said: "Fatty, Duoduo and I are both targeting Zong Chenzhu. Both of us have curses on us. We must have Zong Chenzhu to solve it. If you get other things this time, you can choose!"

Fatty Wang was a little surprised, "Yo, there really is such a thing as a curse. I heard before that moving mountains and robbing tombs is not to make a fortune, but only for Zong Chenzhu, it seems to be true!"

Ye Cheng nodded.

"Okay, we are all friends, fat man, I will definitely help you, as for other things, don't worry, we have our rules, we will not return empty-handed when entering the tomb, but we will not take more, only take one or two valuables. Everything is fine!" Fatty Wang patted his chest and assured.

Ye Cheng nodded, he still knew Fatty well.

Although he is a fan of money, he is not a greedy person.

He told the two of them about the tomb of the King of the Insect Valley in Yunnan, and both of them listened carefully without omitting any details.

"This trip is extremely dangerous, we must be extremely careful!"

…

The next morning, the three of them set off.

This time, I couldn't do a plane, because I brought some sensitive equipment.

Fatty Wang and Li Duoduo both had their own backpacks, and Fatty Wang even got a shotgun, just in case, these things would not pass the security check.

Fatty Wang rented a car, and the three drove straight to Yunnan.

…

Ye Cheng disappeared silently, but a big event happened in the desert.

Near the ancient city of Jingjue, thousands of construction vehicles work day and night to excavate the sand and transport it around.

Some relics of the ancient city of Jingjue have been dug up, and the next project can't be so rude, everyone is a lot more careful, and the progress is a lot slower.

There are many people here, even at night, the lights are bright.

There are also patrolling soldiers around, on high alert.

An excavator was cleaning up at the gate of the temple, and several people were directing around, shouting constantly.

"Dig, keep digging!"

"The door must be cleared out tonight. If you don't clear it out, no one will sleep!"

"Be careful, don't damage those ruins!"

The foreman commanded loudly.

He stared at the entrance of the temple and was very careful, for fear that the excavator would use too much force and damage the surrounding buildings.

Suddenly, he saw that after the excavator had dug, the sand inside was squirming all the time, as if something was crawling outside.

"Wait a minute, all stop?"

Someone around asked curiously: "Foreman, why did you stop, don't you want to hurry?"

The foreman craned his neck and stared at the pit below.

"Wait a minute, come and see, how do I feel, this sand is surging, as if something is about to come out?"

Others also gathered around.

"It seems to be true, strange, it is difficult to have a fountain below? It seems that something is indeed gushing out!"

The time they talked, the sand and soil became more and more violent, like a fountain, and began to spray out.

"Something's wrong, hurry up and report to the above~www.wuxiamtl.com~ There is a problem here!"

"Yes!"

Someone ran out.

But as soon as he ran out, suddenly, a dark red thing came out from the inside, and the speed was too fast. The next second, he arrived in front of the foreman and bit the foreman's neck.

The foreman looked horrified, then shivered and fell to the ground.

The others were instantly stunned.

"Dead, dead, there are monsters, those strange snakes came out!" Someone shouted, and the others came back to their senses, screaming and fleeing.

Whizzing…

However, Jingjian Ahan continued to come out of this big pit, more and more, densely packed, all over the bottom of the pit.

And these snakes widened the sand hole, and a figure faintly came up from the darkness below!

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