For The Ten-Year Appointment, We, The Fans, Went To Changbai Mountain

Ten minutes later, an exclamation came from the archaeological team's tent.

"What did you say!? You want to end the investigation of the ancient tomb!?"

Professor Zhang, who was eating a lunch box, was suddenly asked by Jiang Yueqing to stop all inspections of the ancient tombs.

This made Professor Zhang couldn't help shouting loudly.

Jiang Yueqing nodded seriously and said.

"Yes, everything."

"Why should the archaeological activities be terminated? Although we were trapped for a whole day today..."

As Professor Zhang was talking, he remembered his miserable day. In his memory, he could only remember the stone walls that were constantly being destroyed and falling down.

"......Maybe you are right."

"Hey! You gave up too quickly!"

Many archaeologists who were watching the show couldn't help shouting at Professor Zhang.

Professor Zhang waved his hand.

Of course, this was not a decision made arbitrarily. In fact, Professor Zhang already understood it after listening to the experiences of the three people deep in the ancient tomb.

If they rashly enter the tomb using archaeological means, they will probably pay a bloody price. There is no doubt how dangerous this ancient tomb is, and they have already experienced it just from the outside.

"Well, that's it. I will discuss some things I encounter with the Archaeological Bureau later."

Jiang Yueqing was very happy that Professor Zhang agreed with his idea so quickly, and at the same time, he was determined to temporarily seal the ancient tomb completely.

"Well... I really need to know more about what you have been through."

Mr. Wang and Professor Zhang nodded, and then Professor Zhang nodded and said.

"How about this, Deputy Director Jiang, tell me in detail what happened after you and Bingbing fell below."

"And have you really seen Zhang Qiling!?"

"Yes! Yes! The man who saved you with the knife? Is that Zhang Qiling himself?"

Regarding this question, Jiang Yueqing frowned and asked: "What Zhang Qiling? Isn't that a movie character?"

After saying that, Jiang Yueqing stared at the person who asked the question with a look that looked extremely caring and retarded.

The man smiled sarcastically and scratched his head, as if he felt as if he was a little mentally retarded.

But the camera did capture a majestic figure, although it was only for a short second.

Someone refused to give up and continued to ask: "Many of us have seen it, have you really not seen Zhang Qiling? Or a mysterious person who looks like Zhang Qiling "is the figure that appears in the camera!"

"That person you are talking about..." Jiang Yueqing's expression was so determined that no one could doubt it, "He did save us, but he left quickly, as if we happened to meet him on the way, without even seeing him clearly. With his face, I suspect he might be here to rob a tomb!"

After everyone heard this answer, they all secretly sighed that it was a pity.

But then I thought about it.

etc!

Tomb robber?

Isn’t Zhang Qiling a tomb robber?

When the young people thought of this, their eyes changed, they climaxed instantly, and fell into self-love.

As for Song Chen, who was drinking water obediently at the side, he was ignored by them.

After all, everyone knows that the title of the noble son of the tomb robber is just a joke. Zhang Qiling, a director who can only make promotional videos, knows nothing!

The camera that came with Bingbing had no intention of participating in everyone's jokes, and was looking at Bingbing who was sleeping with a worried look on his face.

"It's okay, I just have a high fever."

Song Chen, wearing a brand new white down jacket, came to him and said, handing him a glass of warm water.

"Drink some water. You didn't eat just now, did you?"

"Thanks."

"fine………………………

Song Chen looked at Jiang Yueqing who was communicating with others and smiled lightly.

"Then it's settled. We are responsible for reporting the matter about the ancient tomb to the higher authorities."

After the discussion, Jiang Yueqing stood up and said as a leader.

"Professor Zhang and other members of the Archaeological Institute are responsible for sealing the hole leading to the ancient tomb to prevent anything else from happening.

"good."

Professor Zhang nodded in agreement, and then began to put forward some of his own suggestions.

For example: scanning and exploring the mountain in all directions.

As for Mr. Wang, he was watching Jiang Yueqing take charge of everything, his eyes filled with relief. This was the successor to his position.

Song Chen on the side saw the look in Mr. Wang's eyes and suspected that the old man had even begun to fantasize about his life after retirement.

Half an hour later.

Everyone, who had finished discussing the matter about the ancient tomb, planned to do so while it was still dark.

A large number of tourists dispersed and left without entering the scenic spot.

The rescue team members, who were so tired that they collapsed, left in a helicopter and took away Bingbing, who was still suffering from a high fever, and sent her to the hospital for treatment.

Mr. Wang was preparing to return to the tourism bureau with his short legs to prepare relevant matters and announcements.

Archaeologists are responsible for sealing the entrance to the tomb passage.

Song Chen and Jiang Yueqing, who were tired of work, were asked by everyone to go home and have a good rest.

Originally Jiang Yueqing wanted to return to the tourism bureau to help work, but was pulled away by Song Chen who looked like he wanted to go home.

At the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Yueqing walked quickly under the leadership of Song Chen, and Chen missed his bed very much now.

I just want to go back to my bed and have a good sleep, forgetting all about the bronze coffin and the terrifying vertical pupils in Tan Shui.

Soon, Song Chen found his car parked at the entrance of the scenic spot.

“I didn’t expect to be still here!”

Song Chen was a little surprised that his car was not towed away by the traffic police.

I remember that there were four or five police cars behind my car.

Although in the end they were all left behind by Song Chen while racing.

"Why are you surprised by this?"

Jiang Yueqing, who didn't understand the process, looked at Song Chen strangely, his big glasses full of doubts.

"Huh? What is this?"

Suddenly, Jiang Mingqing found a ticket posted on the car window.

With the help of the faint light of the moon in the night sky, Jiang Yueqing read the contents of the ticket completely.

He turned around and handed the ticket to Song Chen, asking with disbelief.

"What on earth have you done! Your driver's license will be revoked!!"

"I'm just trying my best."

Song Chen, who received the ticket, said calmly that he had expected such consequences, and even Song Chen was prepared to go in and stay for a few days.

"What did you try for?"

Although he knew he shouldn't ask, Jiang Yueqing asked instinctively.

Song Chen gave her a thumbs up and said, "I've worked hard to get 3 million!"

"You want to die!"

The night passed.

Bingbing, who was sleeping in the provincial hospital, slowly opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling in front of her.

Smelling the smell of disinfectant in the air, Bingbing, who was sore all over, turned her head to look at her surroundings.

"Is this a hospital? Why am I here?"

Bingbing struggled to sit up and happened to meet the nurse who opened the door and came in.

When the nurse saw Bingbing waking up, she immediately turned around and left the ward without saying a word. 230

"??"

Bingbing looked at the nurse's leaving figure in confusion.

Shouldn't I ask about my physical condition?

Soon, the door to the ward opened again, and this time it was not just the nurses who came in, but also the police chief, secretary to the chief, archaeologists and other high-level officials.

Seeing such a fight, Bingbing immediately became nervous and had no idea why it would develop like this.

"Comrade Bingbing, you don't need to be nervous, we are just here to ask questions."

The police chief then began to ask Bingbing about what happened in the tomb.

"I...I only remember that Director Jiang and I fell into the collapsed tomb passage. I don't remember what happened next."

Bingbing held her forehead and tried to do the same.

Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to comfort Bingbing and have a good rest.

Let her try to remember what happened in the ancient tomb.

"Well, I'll try to remember."

Bingbing nodded obediently and watched many senior executives leave.

Then she slowly breathed out: "This should be considered better, right?"

After saying that, Bingbing picked up the mobile phone on the bedside,

Open the mobile phone scarf, find Song Chen's main business, and save the only Song Chen photo in it.

"We will meet again in the future~"

Bingbing touched Song Chen on the phone screen with her fingers and murmured softly.

Ding!

The scarf suddenly automatically reminded Bingbing that the latest hot search was released.

Bingbing went in curiously and found that it was related to herself.

"The rescue in Changbai Mountain was successful and there were no casualties. Archaeologists said: The ancient tomb will be temporarily closed! Excavation work will be carried out after scanning the entire mountain!"