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

At this moment, Long Jiwen was already asleep, his face flushed, as if he was thinking about something he longed for.

"She might be dreaming about you," Fang Ting whispered, biting Wu Yutian's ear.

"Alright, you should get some rest too." Wu Yutian released Fang Ting's hand that was tightly holding his.

"Here, take this." Fang Ting handed the keys to Wu Yutian. "My car is yours now."

"Come open anytime."

******

The next day.

Long Jiwen woke up early and breathed a sigh of relief when he found Fang Ting beside him.

"You're back," Long Jiwen said, touching his chest; his heart was pounding.

Are you worried that something might happen between Tian Ge and Fang Ting?

"Yeah, what else did you think?" Fang Ting lazily turned over and pulled the blanket over her body tightly.

Seemingly still wanting more, he answered Long Jiwen's question with his eyes closed.

"That's good." Long Jiwen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Tian is truly an upright and good man," Fang Ting exclaimed.

However, he didn't say the second half of his sentence: he almost failed to win him over.

He was already one of the most difficult men I had ever encountered.

Of course, there is actually one more.

He is Chan Ho-nam, the leader of Hung Hing Causeway Bay.

He was often sent by Jiang Tiansheng to act as his bodyguard, but he remained unmoved by Jiang's advances.

No matter how much you hint or explicitly suggest it, they still insist on paying you off.

They were all ruthlessly dodged and politely rejected by Chan Ho-nam.

Of course, it could be because he has a girlfriend who stutters.

Actually, if that person had been Hao Nan last night, that would have been so much better.

"I'm going to take a beauty nap, don't wake me up." After saying that, Fang Ting curled up again to enjoy her sweet dream.

*****

Wu Yutian got up very early and ran into Long Jiwen as soon as he went out.

“Ji Wen, today I’m taking a team to explore the next base about fifty kilometers away on the mountainside deep in the snow-capped mountains.” He handed over the key to the house. “This place is in your hands now. I already told everyone yesterday that I’ve appointed you as executive producer and Jim as production manager.”

"He was given a million RMB in funding, so you can just let him arrange whatever he needs to do."

"You will be responsible for planning and directing the team, and you will be in charge of the accounts, but you don't need to carry large amounts of cash."

"This is a remote area, unlike Hong Kong and Kyoto. Carrying too much cash will actually make you less safe."

“Yes, I understand.” Long Jiwen nodded and put away the key.

"Good morning, Brother Tian!" Just then, Yang Qian'er finished washing up and came out into the courtyard.

"Sister Qian'er, you're up so early too?" Long Jiwen flipped through the call sheet submitted by the coordinator. "We're not filming your scenes today, so you can rest a bit more."

“I didn’t get up to film a movie.” Yang Qian’er stood next to Wu Yutian. “I went with Brother Tian to the advance troops for training.”

"Oh, I see." Long Jiwen glanced back into the tent. "I think I heard Fang Ting talking about training in the middle of the night. But she's still sleeping. Should I go wake her up?"

"No need," Wu Yutian said in a low voice. "If she hasn't gotten up yet, don't disturb her rest. Let's leave quietly and not alert the people who are still resting."

"Alright." Long Jiwen nodded slightly, then couldn't help but glance back again.

"What are you whispering about? Are you trying to get rid of me?" Fang Ting had already put on a neat set of hiking clothes and came out of the tent.

Because the film "The Climbers" features professional mountaineering team members, these costumes were custom-made for the corresponding actors.

"How's my outfit? Pretty professional, right?" Fang Ting walked straight up to Wu Yutian and took his arm, asking.

"Hmm, let me see." Wu Yutian took a step back and saw, "Not bad."

Then he whispered in Fang Ting's ear, "It's best if we don't get too close in front of everyone. I don't want to get shot by Mr. Jiang."

"Hehe, I was just practicing my movements according to the character in the storyline, don't overthink it." Fang Ting glanced smugly at Long Jiwen and Yang Qian'er.

The tone gave the impression of "protesting too much."

However, Yang Qian'er had filmed many movies in Hong Kong and was already used to it.

Chapter 69: Deep in the Snow Mountains, a background actor tries to steal a role?

Soon, Wu Yutian assembled the vanguard of troops.

The group consisted of myself, the guide Chu Yi, the young man, and Yang Qian'er.

Uncle Ming, Peter Huang, Ah Xiang, and Han Shuna form a group;

Hu Bayi, Shirley Yang, Fatty Wang, and Fang Ting form a group;

Li Xiangqin, A Xing, Tie Tui Shui Shang Piao, and escort Sam form a group.

Four groups of people, a total of exactly sixteen people.

The first three groups were still in two Cherokee Jeeps and one Toyota Hiace.

Wu Yutian himself drove the beautiful imported Jeep that Fang Ting gave him, but to avoid suspicion, he deliberately arranged for her to be in a group with Hu Bayi and his trio.

The fat man was overjoyed, thinking it was a perk from Wu Yutian.

He no longer has to be a third wheel for Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang.

Hu Bayi was still driving a Toyota Hiace minivan, with people sitting in the two rows inside, while the back row could carry some snow mountain climbing equipment and photography and lighting equipment.

Li Xiangqin, A Xing, Tie Tui Shui Shang Piao, and Sam, as the logistics team, rode four fine horses.

They also had twelve horses, ten sheep, and three wagons, each loaded with rye grass, barley, corn, and beef.

Jim received ample logistical support fees, showing he was willing to invest, and even assigned a special escort, Sam, to accompany him at the rear.

In order to prevent Li Xiangqin's logistics team from being unable to manage so many horses.

The road 603 that follows no longer extends into the highway and is instead surrounded by many winding, undulating mountains.

Therefore, riding a horse is actually easier for them than driving a car.

Ah Xing, a head chef, delegated the escort task to Li Xiangqin and Tie Tui Shui Shang Piao.

He rode off alone at full speed, galloping ahead in a flash.

Wu Yutian was afraid of slipping on the snow or hitting rocks or potholes under the snow, so he didn't dare to drive too fast.

He knew very well that Ah Xing was ostensibly walking his horse in the snow.

The real reason was that he was afraid of shaking off the three agents.

Even though riding a horse is faster than driving a car in the snow, their logistics team, which had to escort other horses and carriages, was naturally left far behind by the convoy.

Now that Ah Xing and Li Xiangqin have the convoy sandwiched in the middle, Wu Yutian has absolutely no chance to steal anything by himself if he tries to turn around and do so.

However, Ah Xing was overthinking it. Wu Yutian had given them all the food and other logistical supplies, so it was impossible for him to leave them behind and venture deep into enemy territory alone.

Without food and fuel to get deep into the snow-capped mountains, even with his superhuman strength, he couldn't withstand the torment of the freezing cold and hunger.

The group traveled at a breakneck pace for about two hours, covering only about forty kilometers.

As they progressed further along, the caravan struggled more and more, and was even gradually overtaken by the carriages behind them.

"Hey, this is infuriating!" Fatty Wang had tolerated Ah Xing riding past on horseback at first, but now even the twelve fine horses driven by Iron Legs Water Float had overtaken him.

"Old Hu, what's wrong with you today? Why are you driving so slowly?"

Unbeknownst to many, the Toyota Hiace had fallen to the very back.

“Their Jeeps are designed for off-roading,” Hu Bayi said helplessly. “Brother Tian’s is even more of a four-wheel drive with a large axle diameter, powerful and easy to drive off-road. Our minivan has a small wheelbase and small wheels, it’s okay for paved roads, and its speed can even exceed that of a Jeep.”

"In off-road conditions, even if I can handle it, the car can't."

"Damn it! The cars made by the Japanese are really no good!" Fatty Wang cursed. "How about I go ride a horse for a spin?"

"If you're not afraid of the cold, get out. It's not far." Hu Bayi opened the car window, and a gust of biting cold wind blew in.

"Damn it!" The fat man huddled up in the cold. "Forget it, I'll just stay in the car and enjoy it for a bit."

"Who are those people in the logistics team? They're so tough. I thought the horse racing outside was neglected." The fat man muttered in dissatisfaction. He had thought they were just doing odd jobs, but now they seemed to be incredibly capable, as if they had received specialized training.

“They’re definitely not ordinary people.” Shirley Yang glanced at Fang Ting, guessing that since Fang Ting was Jiang Tiansheng’s person, the major shareholder, she must have seen the world. “They seem like a professionally trained special agent team.”

"Oh? Could it be that you're part of the same tomb-raiding trio as us?" The fat man glanced at Fang Ting and quickly covered his mouth. "Sorry, I meant that you're part of the same tomb-raiding trio as us, filming a TV series."

"Hehe, it's nothing," Fang Ting laughed. "Since Brother Tian let me ride in the same car with you, of course he doesn't mind if I know about your affairs."

"Besides, I'm already one of Brother Tian's people."

When Fang Ting said this, she glanced at Shirley Yang with a hint of provocation, thinking that Shirley Yang was also there to compete with her for the role.

“Okay, to be honest, we are all expedition members hired by Uncle Ming.” Shirley Yang slightly embellished her identity, “We help him find an ancient tomb deep in the glacier, where his father is said to have died during a previous expedition.”

"In order to fulfill his mother's dying wish, he spared no expense in hiring us to find him and transport his body back to his hometown so that he could be buried with his recently deceased mother."