Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

Chapter 41 Sounds outside the house!

After clarifying his thoughts, Hanzhe moved his body slightly to make this posture more comfortable. Afterwards, staring at the offering table not far away, he said, “Okay, let’s get back to business. Presumably, everyone is basically sure by now that there is indeed an ancient tomb in Fengmen Village.”

“Unfortunately, combined with our previous encounters along the way, the clues seem to be interrupted. Therefore, we can only hope that we can find new clues tomorrow.”

Speaking of this, Hanzhe swallowed unconsciously. In retrospect, he hadn’t eaten or been hydrated for nearly a day since he went up the mountain very much at noon.

Coupled with the previous encounter with He Diaozi and the excavation of tomb pits, he lost a lot of energy. Even if the physical attribute points were increased before, it would only increase his explosive power and endurance, and it would be impossible to stay awake.

If the live broadcast continues, once an accident happens under fatigue, he may not have the energy to dodge.

Anyway, I was ready to stay overnight in the old house, so I might as well just take a nap. Otherwise, he might not be able to cope with tomorrow’s high-intensity activities.

Thinking of this, Hanzhe took a deep breath and said tiredly to the live broadcast: “Brothers, all the ideas have been sorted out now, and we are waiting for tomorrow to continue looking for the tomb. However, from noon to now, I consume A lot of physical strength, really tired.”

“I don’t know what dangers I will face tomorrow, so I decided to suspend the live broadcast tonight and sleep, wait until I adjust my energy, and then eat some dry food, and I will look for the tomb in the most energetic state of mind tomorrow morning.”

The meaning of “Hanzhe” is obvious. He has been running around for a day and must rest. What he didn’t expect was that the audience in the live broadcast room had long been poisoned by his live broadcast.

Even a lot of viewers are going to stay all night. Now listening to what Hu Can meant, it turned out to be closing the live broadcast. Where did the audience accept it?

“Don’t! Even if the anchor lets me sleep now, I can’t sleep anymore.”

“That’s the anchor! I have been poisoned by you, and now you tell me to stop the broadcast, you are too irresponsible!”

“Anchor! The old lady is pregnant with your seed, and now you tell me that you don’t care? Presumptuous!”

“You guys upstairs, don’t make any noise. I think what the anchor said makes sense. The anchor should take a rest after a tiring day. Do you want the anchor to face the dangers of tomorrow in a trance?”

“Upstairs is right, safety is the most important thing.”

Seeing the audience’s understanding, Hanzhe felt a little warm in his heart. Afterwards, he nodded and said seriously: “Thank you for your understanding. To be honest, the level of danger in the tomb is far greater than what we have encountered today. If I can’t keep up my energy, I guess I will die there when I enter the tomb.”

“In addition, today’s live broadcast is here. If you like my live broadcast, you can click on the upper right corner to follow. That’s it for today. If you want to watch the live broadcast, please be early tomorrow.”

Sleeping is really nothing to broadcast live. For those viewers who say they want to watch it even if they sleep, they just expressed their gratitude. Afterwards, he closed the live broadcast with a smile.

“Huh~”

Exhaling a suffocating breath, he took out the kettle and dry food from the backpack. After eating a little bit and drinking some more water, I am ready to curl up and rest.

But in front of Hehe’s eyes, he took a deep look at the oil lamp on the altar table. I just hope that tonight can be passed safely, and the oil lamp must not be abnormal.

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“The bureau is right! There are funeral objects in that grave bag?!”

An anxious male voice sounded in the multimedia room of the city bureau, and the bureau was quickly approaching the network police who had just spoken. On his computer screen, a live broadcast of the cold is now playing.

Beginning this afternoon, the Municipal Bureau has sent people to Jiaozuo, preparing to follow the rut to investigate Fengmen Village. But the strange thing is that the mountainous area near Fengmen Village is surrounded by heavy fog, and the archaeological team and the public security bureau can’t find their way up the mountain at all.

What is even more incredible is that after that, all devices such as mobile phones and compasses will fail. Therefore, the city bureau can only rely on live broadcasts to follow up on the situation.

Juzheng took a look at the picture with a scrutinizing gaze, then turned to look at an old man next to him and asked: “Mr. Wang, did you see clearly just now? It is really the Crow Nine Sword in the tomb bag? You…”

Before the words were finished, the bureau couldn’t help but be stunned. Because he suddenly discovered that the old man on the side was actually red with excitement on the ground.

This situation shocked the bureau.

If others don’t know, can he still not know?

This Wang Lao looked ordinary, but he was actually a first-class archaeology professor at the Beijing Cultural Heritage Institute. It was he who used the relationship and invited the city bureau to help them follow up the situation in Fengmen Village.

But what is the situation now?

I saw Wang Lao’s eyes full of bloodshot eyes. He stretched out his trembling hands, stood up and stared at the screen and shouted, “Yes! That’s right, it’s the Crow Nine Sword!”

At this moment, Wang’s heart was almost bleeding.

He regrets it!

The Cultural Relics Institute has conducted at least 20 inspections to Fengmen Village. Why did they never think about digging the grave. Now Ya Jiujian fell into private hands, and according to the agency’s law, they did not try their best to confiscate it.

“and many more…”

Just thinking of this, the elder Wang suddenly exclaimed. Then he slammed the bureau and shouted: “Did you hear that before? What did this anchor say? Hou Junji’s tomb is in Fengmen Village! F*ck!”

With a sudden roar of this sentence, the elder Wang felt even more regretful.

If all the tombs of Hou Junji were found, how many burial objects would the Cultural Relics Institute have to lose!

Shame. Why did they never know that there are ancient tombs in Fengmen Village?

“Come on! Let me know immediately and do everything possible to try to enter the Fengmen Village in the shortest time!” When Wang Lao Yi reminded him, the bureau immediately issued an order.

It is an indisputable fact that they are one step late. There is no way, then we can only strive to enter the Fengmen Village as soon as possible, and find the tomb mentioned by Hanzhe before the funeral goods are divided up.

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At this moment, the actions of the city council are naturally ignorant. But in fact, even if he knew it, he was not worried. Fengmen Village is very weird, only ghosts can come in from the city bureau. So, he slept soundly…

But in his sleep, Hanzhe suddenly heard a vague noise. The sound was rustling, like a cat and dog digging on the ground. However, because the voice was too low, and the cold rut was too exhausted today, he frowned and prepared to go back to sleep.

“Hey!”

But in the next second, Hu Sha’s voice suddenly changed, suddenly turning into the sound of wooden poles shaking. The voice flashed away, but it was very clear in the quiet night!

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