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

After everything was arranged, Ye Cheng returned home, but when he got home, he was dumbfounded.

Good guy, there are all kinds of express boxes and bags piled up at the door.

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

He looked at the delivery addresses above, and they all came from all over the world, and the senders were all different, and there were a lot of large and small packages.

Ye Cheng picked up a box, which was quite heavy, shook it, and it was rattling inside.

"What's the situation? Why are so many people sending me couriers!"

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

As soon as he opened it, Ye Cheng had black lines all over his head.

He opened a few more boxes, and his expression was a little bright.

Without exception, it was full of blades, and some gibberish things.

"I really sent you blades!"

Ye Cheng smiled wryly, thinking of the new hole he opened before, it seems that it hasn't been updated for a long time.

There is no way, these days are too busy, traveling here and there with the archaeological team, there is no time to write at all, and I dare not write.

If he writes anything else, Chen Bing will come to 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 looked at Ye Cheng with weird eyes.

Ye Cheng was also helpless.

In the end, I sold these blades at the price of scrap iron, good guy, and sold them for more than 600 yuan.

The old product collector pulled boxes of new blades and walked away with a happy face.

When I got home, it was still the same, I turned on the computer and logged in to my account to have a look. Good guy, there are hundreds of thousands of comments under that book, all of which are urging updates.

Someone also revealed Ye Cheng's home address.

These blades were probably mailed by those netizens according to their addresses.

"Hey, I never thought that one day, I could make a fortune from the blades sent by netizens!" Ye Cheng laughed at himself.

There was nothing to do left and right, Ye Cheng only felt Wensi springing up, sitting in front of the computer and knocking.

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 rushed to tell each other.

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 work on it and send some every day. I'm not afraid that he will break the update!"

Below are the responses from netizens.

Ye Cheng had black lines all over his head, thinking in his heart, when he came back next time, the door wouldn't be blocked by blades again.

"Hey, it's time for the uncle who collects scraps cheaply again, I guess the uncle is very happy!"

...

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

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

Fatty Wang was a little cautious, "Brother, isn't this girl's film from the archaeological team? Are you afraid of ordering us?"

Li Duoduo also said: "Okay, you are indeed a grave robber!"

She had suspected it from Fatty Wang's various actions before, but now it is equivalent to a real hammer.

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

The two still looked at each other warily.

"This is Li Duoduo, the descendant who moved the mountain!"

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

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

Li Duoduo pouted.

The three chatted briefly.

Ye Chengdao: "Fatty, Duo Duo and I are both aiming for the Muchen Bead. Both of us have curses on us, and we must use the Muchen Bead to undo it. If you get other things this trip, you can choose any of them!"

Fatty Wang was a little surprised, "Hey, there really is such a thing as a curse. I heard before that moving mountains and robbing tombs is not for getting rich, but for muchen beads. It seems to be true!"

Ye Cheng nodded.

"Okay, we are all dead friends, Fatty, I will definitely help you, as for other things, don't worry, we have our rules, we will not return empty-handed when we enter the tomb, but we will not take more, only take one or two valuables It’s fine!” Fatty Wang patted his chest and promised.

Ye Cheng nodded, he knew Fatty better.

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

He told the two of them about the King's Tomb in Chonggu, Yunnan, and they both listened carefully without missing any details.

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

...

The next morning, the three set off.

This time, I couldn't do the 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 couldn't pass the security check.

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

...

Yecheng disappeared without a sound, but a major event happened in the desert.

Near the ancient city of Jingjue, thousands of engineering vehicles are working day and night to excavate the sand and transport it around.

Some relics of Jingjue Ancient City have been dug out, and the next project can no longer be so rough. They have been a lot more careful, and the progress has been much slower.

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

There are patrolling soldiers around, on high alert.

An excavator was cleaning up at the entrance of the temple, and there were several people around directing it, 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, very carefully, for fear that the excavator would use too much force and damage the surrounding buildings.

Suddenly, he saw that after the excavator dug, the sand inside was wriggling, 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 up?"

The foreman craned his neck, staring down at the hole below.

"Wait a minute, take a look, how do I feel, the sand is churning, as if something is about to come out?"

Others also surrounded it.

"It seems to be true, it's strange, there is a fountain below? It seems that there is indeed something pouring out!"

As they talked, the sand and soil churned more and more violently, like a fountain, and began to spray outside.

"Something is wrong, hurry up, report to the higher-ups, there is a problem here!"

"Yes!"

Someone ran out.

But as soon as he ran out, suddenly, a dark red thing sprang out from the inside. It drove too fast, and arrived in front of the foreman in the next second, biting the foreman's neck.

The foreman was terrified, and then trembling all over, fell to the ground.

The others were instantly stunned.

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

Whizzing……

However, in this big pit, Ahan of Jingjian kept coming out, more and more, densely packed, all over the bottom of the pit.

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

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