Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

"Huh?" Long Jiwen nodded slightly without realizing it, then shook his head vigorously like a rattle drum. "No, that's not how it is!"

"If you don't like him, are you afraid he'll eat me, or I'll eat him?" Fang Ting countered. "Oh no, we don't have any feelings for each other yet, so you're definitely not worried about me. Then you must like him!"

"No, no, I don't like Brother Tian!" Long Jiwen's words were filled with extreme resistance to this statement.

“That’s right.” Fang Ting had a sharp eye. “I saw it a long time ago. You’re entangled with that Fang Zhanbo and Xiao Youyi. You even sold yourself to help Fang Zhanbo make money.”

“But this heartless man, seeing that Little Jew was unwell, immediately sent her away, never to return. Doesn’t she know whether she was really sick or just wanted to get rid of you, the third wheel, to have some alone time with that heartless man?” As she spoke, Fang Ting said sadly, “When I was your age, I was just as innocent as you.”

"Later, I came to terms with it. Rather than pouring my heart out to a heartless man, I'd rather have my older brother, who likes me, support me." Fang Ting twirled the key in her hand. "Didn't Brother Tian just say that you shouldn't close the door or wait for him?"

“Brother Tian means for me to take you back, and leave this door open so you don’t have to wait for him,” Long Jiwen argued, but his voice was soft and lacked conviction.

"You don't even believe that yourself, do you? I know these scoundrels' minds best." Fang Ting sneered. "They want to cheat, but they have to put on a virtuous facade. Of course, he can't just say it out loud in front of everyone, can he?"

"No, Brother Tian isn't that kind of person."

"Whether someone is like that or not, you'll know once you try. Why are you still reluctant to let go? I think you've fallen for Brother Tian, ​​that's why you're so sensitive."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Long Jiwen stood up angrily. "Tian Ge and I have nothing. Do whatever you want. I don't care about you!"

"That's right, why don't you take a shower before you leave?" Fang Ting laughed, finally managing to get rid of this third wheel, and then pretending to try and persuade him to stay.

"No, I already showered when I came." Long Jiwen pointed to the bathroom. "There are still towels and bathrobes I used inside. You can use them if you don't mind."

"I knew your relationship with Brother Tian wasn't simple." Fang Ting stared at Long Jiwen's eyes strangely, pointed her finger at Fang Jiwen's nose, and said, "Does Brother Tian think you lack femininity, which is why he hasn't made a move on you?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Long Jiwen slapped Fang Ting's finger away. "Everything you say sounds different when it comes out of your mouth. I'm leaving now, you can come back to the tent anytime."

"Hehe, I guess I don't need to go back." Fang Ting said, taking off her clothes and going into the bathroom.

Chapter 66: Fang Ting lies drunk on the producer's bed, giving him an opportunity.

the other side.

Wu Yutian has already begun arranging the upcoming activities.

"Jim, there's something I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you with," Wu Yutian said, slightly tipsy, as he put his arm around Jim's shoulder.

"Producer Wu, I consider you a true brother!" Jim said, patting his chest. "Just let me know if you need anything."

"Of course, it's still related to the crew's supplies," Wu Yutian explained. "Tomorrow I'm leading a team deep into the snow-capped mountains to find the next filming location, but our big truck definitely can't get there."

“Our jeeps and vans can go a few dozen miles further to the mountainside. But even then, we still won’t be able to go any further; we’ll need some horses.”

"That's no problem. This is the largest horse ranch at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, with over a thousand fine horses. Although they aren't any rare breeds, they are tough, cold-resistant, and drought-resistant!"

Jim was right, because the climate here is harsh, with little rain in the summer, and it connects to the Gobi Desert.

If it weren't for the small river formed by snowmelt from the mountains irrigating this oasis on the edge of the desert, it would be difficult to find fodder for horses even outside this oasis.

“But if you go uphill, you definitely won’t find any food along the way,” Jim warned. “How about this, let’s go all the way and I’ll get you some horse-drawn carts, and we can set off with rye grass, which horses love to eat.”

"Hmm." Wu Yutian nodded. "That would be best. An army marches on its stomach."

"After we find the next filming location halfway up the mountain, we will set up camp there. After the crew finishes filming in the studio at the foot of the mountain, some of them will have to move inside."

"Don't worry, it's only a few dozen kilometers. I'll organize some young men and a horse team to help you transport personnel and supplies." Jim understood Wu Yutian's needs. "However, while my own horses are easy to arrange, hiring people here will still cost some money."

"Don't worry about that." Wu Yutian took out a small combination lock box from his side. "Our crew has a total of over sixty people. We'll be filming a movie and a TV series here, for about two months in total."

"So long?" Jim looked a little troubled. "I initially thought it was just filming a movie, something that could be supported for a week or two. But with such a big project, I'm afraid my own horse farm might not be able to handle it."

“Brother Jim, don’t worry, I came prepared this time.” Wu Yutian opened the briefcase. “As long as you can organize logistical support for us during this period, all this money is yours.”

"This!" Jim's eyes widened. He had never seen so much money before, a hundred neat stacks.

Needless to say, each stack was worth ten thousand yuan. "So much money?"

“As long as everyone is willing to put in the effort, the money will definitely be in place. Only in this way can we produce a first-class work.” Wu Yutian handed the box to Jim. “Count it, one million.”

Jim rummaged through the money to make sure it wasn't for props. "Alright, I'll take the money. As for any manpower or resources needed in the counties, towns, and villages within a 200-mile radius, just let me know, Producer."

"Okay, that's good." Wu Yutian nodded. "First of all, there's fuel and food. All of us here are artists, so we can't let them freeze or go hungry. You saw it just now, and one of the leading actresses is complaining to me because her accommodations aren't up to par."

“Alright, leave it to me.” Jim looked around and saw that the tent Wu Yutian had brought was indeed a bit flimsy. “I’ll go and buy a batch of warm and thick Mongolian yurt tents tomorrow, and install stoves and heating systems on them. I’ll also make sure they have proper ventilation. They’ll be just as good as the heating systems in big cities.”

"Let's have the nearby cattle and sheep farmers bring over a few dozen head of cattle and sheep, and we'll slaughter and cook them fresh every day!"

"Rice, noodles, cheese, bread, steamed buns, and dumplings—all the nutritious food is provided. I even brought in the cooking team from the county government guesthouse in the county town to prepare our meals."

"Hmm." Wu Yutian nodded slightly. Of course he knew that Ah Xing, the chef, was an undercover agent who would definitely find any excuse to slip away and go find the ancient tomb.

However, if the chef team leaves, the food supply for this large group of people will become a problem.

I can't just leave the film crew here starving and freezing just for the sake of tomb raiding.

"Okay, okay, okay." Wu Yutian didn't want Jim to say anything more. "Let's arrange it like this: after I leave with a few people tomorrow as an advance team, there will still be work to be arranged here, so Long Jiwen will stay as the executive producer. Everyone is already quite familiar with each other, right?"

“Yes, no problem,” Director Li Rengang chimed in. “Ji Wen has excellent organizational skills. It would be a waste of his talents to just be an assistant director. I’ll bring my own assistant with me.”

"That's good." Wu Yutian then turned to Jim, "Jim, you will serve as the production manager of our crew. What do you think? You can appoint the production manager, location manager, and other staff you need."

The previously known production manager, Li Xiangqin, is of course unreliable.

"Isn't there already a production manager?" Jim looked at Li Xiangqin and then asked Wu Yutian.

“Oh, now that we’re here, Xiangqin is definitely not as good as you locals when it comes to arranging supplies and daily life. Xiangqin will also be the life producer, and she can come with my team. We can split into two groups.”

"Okay, okay!" Li Xiangqin initially thought she was going to be fired, and looked displeased.

Now that she heard that Wu Yutian was going to take her with him, she jumped for joy.

"Can I bring my whole team along too? Brother Tian, ​​your advance troops can't go hungry, can they?"

"Also, do you need a cameraman for the advance team? Our iron legs are great at walking on water, and we can carry a camera and move like the wind in the snow."

“Hmm, that’s a good idea.” Wu Yutian thought for a moment. “Let’s leave the two large film cameras to Director Li’s side, and we can bring a lighter small camera.”

Even if it's described as lightweight, it still needs to be carried on your shoulders.

"We can shoot some behind-the-scenes footage for an adventure documentary, and then put it at the end as a bonus scene, as well as promotional and marketing material."

"But let's keep Da Vinci here. He's really talented when it comes to props."

“Okay, then my team consists of me, Ah Xing, and Iron Leg Water Float.” Li Xiangqin counted on her fingers.

"Uncle Ming, do you want to stay here tomorrow or come with me?" Wu Yutian reminded Uncle Ming, "There's plenty of good food and drink here. It gets really cold up further up, and I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

"Brother Tian, ​​don't underestimate me. After taking that magic medicine you gave me last time, I'm in great shape now! If you don't believe me, ask Shuna. Am I great at night?" Uncle Ming looked at Han Shuna smugly. The two of them had eaten and drunk their fill and were now exchanging flirtatious glances.

"Great! Great! You old lecher, don't say these things outside! Aren't you ashamed!" Han Shuna rolled her eyes at Uncle Ming.

"By the way, Director Li," Yang Qian'er asked Director Li Rengang, "I didn't have any scenes for the first few days of filming, right? I saw in the script that my character appears relatively late, and the only scenes I had in this location were the few shots of the dinner party just now, and those have all been filmed."

"Yes, yes, the main characters here are still the male lead Li Lianjie and the female lead Haitang." Li Rengang nodded repeatedly.

“Last time, Haitang went to some ruins with Brother Tian and saw the world. I also want to go with Brother Tian to experience the depths of the snow-capped mountains. That way, I’m sure I can act more realistically.” Yang Qian’er recalled TYB’s training courses. “We were all trained by the same company. The teachers taught us to ‘truly listen, truly see, and truly feel,’ right, Director Li?”

“That’s true, but you’re a girl, and your original bodyguard isn’t around. If something happens to you, I can’t afford the responsibility!” Li Rengang said worriedly.

“I’m not afraid of safety issues, Brother Tian. You’re a big producer. If I go with you, can you guarantee my safety?” Yang Qian’er still remembered the scene when Wu Yutian saved her like a swordsman.

And that young man named Zhang Qilin also possesses martial arts skills beyond those of ordinary people.

It can be said that they completely surpassed Xu Zhengyang, the bodyguard from Zhongnanhai.

“Alright, I’ll ensure your safety,” Wu Yutian replied, then asked Uncle Ming, “Is Peter the Yellow Belt guy alright?”

"Don't worry, there's absolutely no problem." Uncle Ming glanced at Peter Huang. "I was just bragging when I said I was in great shape. It's mainly because Peter is here that our whole family is more at ease."

"Alright, it's still the same people on your side. Ah Dong will stay behind as the security supervisor for the crew, and Peter Huang will come with us." Wu Yutian glanced at everyone. Hu Bayi's trio was naturally still the main force, no need to say more.

"Brother Tian, ​​thank you for taking care of me along the way. You're leaving tomorrow, so I'll have to offer you two more toasts as a farewell gift." Haitang poured herself a glass of 48-proof mare's milk wine, poured half a bowl for Wu Yutian, and then half a bowl for Li Lianjie. "Lianjie, come on, let's drink together."

"Okay." Li Lianjie had been meditating with his eyes closed the whole way, not asking too many questions. "Brother Tian, ​​I wish you a safe journey tomorrow!"

"Okay! I wish you a smooth filming tomorrow!" Wu Yutian picked up the bowl, tilted his head back, and drank it down.

Unexpectedly, Haitang had been holding back all along, watching Fang Ting urge her to drink while she conserved her strength. Only now did she forcefully pull the producer, director, and male lead to drink with each of them.

"I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore." Wu Yutian rubbed his forehead. Although he already had divine power protecting him, his alcohol tolerance was only about seven or eight ounces of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and it didn't increase in sync with his divine power.

It was twice as high as before the time travel, but that didn't stop people from taking turns urging him to drink with bowls.

"Let's stop here for today. If I drink any more, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow," Wu Yutian said apologetically.

“Alright, why don’t we all take a break today?” Jim volunteered and stood up. “Everyone can go back and rest; my men will take care of things here.”

It seems he adapted to the role of production manager very quickly.

"Brother Tian, ​​be careful." Li Lianjie hadn't drunk much, but he noticed that Wu Yutian was walking a little unsteadily, so he quickly went over to support him.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm happy today." Wu Yutian returned to their respective residences with Li Lianjie, Yang Qian'er, and Haitang. Their rooms were in a row of bungalows.

Wu Yutian was at the very back, next to Yang Qian'er.

"Goodnight, Brother Tian." Haitang and Yang Qian'er both politely bid farewell to Wu Yutian.

"Good night." Wu Yutian waved, then patted himself down for a while and realized he didn't have his keys.

"Hey, where's the key?" I'm actually a bit drunk. "Oh right, I gave it to Ji Wen."

I leaned against the door and pushed it open, and it opened easily.

"Oh, it wasn't locked." Wu Yutian remembered his instructions to Long Jiwen, and then closed the door.

I went into the bathroom, peed, and then took a shower.