Chapter 39

"Little Heavenly Master, do you think you might have made a mistake?"

Zhang Pingan, who was squinting and carefully calculating the trend of Feng Shui, opened his eyes.

I saw that Qian Yueming had already come in front of him.

"Well, what did Mr. Qian say wrong?"

Zhang Pingan looked at Qian Yueming, only to see that the other party's face was full of anxiety at the moment.

Qian Yueming was actually very helpless at the moment, he had just answered the phone call from his mentor.

Although the teacher didn't scold him too much.

However, the words have already revealed the deep dissatisfaction with asking children to guide the excavation of ancient tombs.

"That. Li Chunfeng's tomb was discovered 30 years ago."

Qian Yueming was also a little embarrassed when he said this.

"Oh, that might be a suspicious mound. It's normal for such a well-known warlock to have a suspicious mound."

Zhang Pingan responded to Qian Yueming's question nonchalantly.

Qian Yueming's face suddenly became embarrassing, that Li Chunfeng's tomb is a real tomb recognized by the entire archaeological community.

Now Zhang Ping'an has vetoed it with just one sentence. Isn't this a slap in the face of the entire archaeological community?

But I thought of Zhang Ping'an's magical method of rescuing the two bewitched players.

Qian Yueming had no choice but to temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart.

"The little celestial master, see if you can get rid of the evil spirit under the stone slab."

"So that our archaeologists can enter the search smoothly?"

After Qian Yueming finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Ping'an expectantly.

His mentor is already dissatisfied with this child Tianshi.

Now he urgently needs to let Zhang Ping'an show his strength, so as to prove that his choice is not wrong.

"This is not the entrance, the real entrance is elsewhere!"

Zhang Pingan raised his eyebrows and said.

"what?"

Zhang Pingan's plain words directly confused Qian Yueming.

And these words were also heard by the people in the live broadcast room as the cameraman filmed.

[Fuck, this kid's eyes look watery, when did he become blind? 】

[Such an obvious stone slab is placed there, can't he see it? 】

【As we all know, one cannot die twice and be buried twice. 】

【Li Chunfeng's tomb has been found a long time ago. He just said that this is Li Chunfeng's tomb is outrageous enough! 】

[Now I am looking at the bright entrance, saying it is not the entrance? 】

The bullet screen exploded in an instant, and they could no longer tolerate Zhang Pingan's two obvious "mistakes".

In the online guidance group, everyone was also full of anger.

"What's going on! This Qian Yueming is still obedient! Still haven't driven this child away!"

"This stone slab has been moved, which proves that there is space underneath. If this is not the entrance, where else can it be?"

"Hurry up and call Qian Yueming, what kind of evil spirit is not evil spirit!"

"It's just some kind of unknown bacteria, let them put on protective clothing and go in!"

"If this continues, if the mountain torrent erupts again, everything will be in vain!"

Yang Guozhong's complexion was flushed at this moment, and he looked outrageous.

And when all the experts agreed that this place was the entrance, Zhang Ping'an had already stepped out of the cordon.

Picking up a bamboo pole, he started to walk around the open space.

Qian Yueming and Li Yiming followed Zhang Pingan anxiously, wondering what kind of medicine was in Zhang Pingan's gourd.

Seeing the two persons in charge walking around, all the reporters and filming team had to follow along.

Suddenly, a strange scene appeared on the live broadcast.

A child turns around the ground, and a group of people follow him.

[Although I know it's impolite, I always feel like I'm walking.]

[I feel like the world is going crazy, and now I suspect that I watched a fake XiaTV program! 】

[What the hell are these people talking about? The entrance to the ancient tomb is clearly there, why don’t you hurry up and open it! 】

In the barrage, there were more and more complaints.

At this moment, Zhang Ping'an stopped.

In the suspicious eyes of everyone, he inserted the bamboo pole in his hand into the ground in front of him.

"It's right here, three meters down, you can see the door of the tomb!"

Zhang Ping'an was talking, patted the dust on his hands, and turned to look at the crowd.

A group of people were confused by Zhang Pingan's words.

【What?He said the door of the tomb was under where he was standing? 】

[This is too ridiculous, I don't use any geomantic tools, and I don't have geological exploration equipment! 】

[Could it be that the professional equipment of the archaeological team is not as good as the broken wooden stick in his hand? 】

[Just relying on that broken bamboo pole, can you locate the tomb door of the ancient tomb? 】

【Haha, if people believe this kid's nonsense, then I feel that I am also qualified to direct archaeology! 】

The barrage sentiment is getting stronger and stronger, and all kinds of dissatisfied remarks are rampant.

At this time, Li Yiming and Qian Yueming's expressions were also very tangled.

They are also paying attention to the barrage in the live broadcast room, and they naturally know that the current public opinion is not good for them.

If one is not handled properly, they may not be as simple as losing their jobs.

To lose face to the entire archaeological community in front of the people of the whole country, the only ending is ruin.

When Qian Yueming's expression was tangled, Li Yiming stood up abruptly at this moment.

"According to the order of the archaeological team, according to this place, dig down!"

Li Yiming yelled out directly, and his voice almost exhausted all his strength.

[What, did I hear correctly, did I actually listen to that kid? 】

[You are such a grown-up, don't you have any idea at all?Do they really believe a little bastard's casual words? 】

【Based on my experience, there may be two flash floods once! 】

[If this drags on, the mountain torrent will erupt sooner or later, causing secondary damage to the tomb, causing damage to cultural relics, and there will be nowhere to cry! 】

[A group of adults, being teased by a child, I am speechless! 】

Qian Yueming also looked at Li Yiming in surprise.

"Old Li, you have to think about this clearly. If you don't dig it out, your life may be over!"

Qian Yueming reminded Li Yiming in a low voice.

He felt that Li Yiming's move was too impulsive.

Looking at the archaeological team members who had obeyed the order to start digging, Li Yiming sighed heavily.

"Old Qian, this is what I owe the little Heavenly Master!"

"Before, I suffered a big loss because I didn't listen to his advice, and almost killed two team members."

"This time I choose to trust the little Heavenly Master completely. Even if the tomb door cannot be dug out in the place he pointed at, at least the team members will not be bewitched!"

After Li Yiming said these words, a relieved expression appeared on his face.

"Haha, Lao Li, what you said is good! Don't worry, we will handle any problems together!"

"It's a big deal, we should retire at our age!"

Qian Yueming patted Li Yiming on the shoulder and gave Li Yiming an encouraging look.

Then the two began to look at the excavation work in front of them intently.

Although I have already made the worst plan in my heart, I still have such a glimmer of hope in my heart after all.

Because of the torrential rain last night, the geology at the site was already soft.

Coupled with the use of professional drilling tools, the archaeologists soon drilled to a depth of nearly three meters underground.

[These people are really stupid, they really believe what a child says! 】

[After today, they are afraid that they will become the precise targets of some people with impure goals! 】

In the barrage, people were still complaining crazily.

At this time, a voice came from the ground.

"found it!"

(End of this chapter)

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