Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 16
Hearing this, the eyes of many crew members lit up, and the person in charge of the crew who was in charge of publicity and distribution even rolled their eyes around!

"Director, director, I have a proposal"

"Let's not call the police for now, how about using this sword to make a promotional video?"

The man with a goatee said excitedly: "Look, director, how well preserved is this sword? Antiques of this level can only be seen in museums!"

"And it's a genuine ancient treasure. If Miss Yu'er uses it to shoot a promotional film, the two swords are perfect, and once it is broadcast, the publicity effect will definitely be top-notch!"

"Of course, we don't want to destroy it, just carefully place a P0SE."

Hearing this, many crew members were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions became a little bit strange!
Use antiques to shoot promotional videos?

Is this really possible?
Will it be illegal?
Especially Tang Yuer, who was next to her, was also stunned. Although she thought about making a film when she first met the ruins, she was excited.

Now, after a long time, she has calmed down. If such a precious cultural relic is destroyed because of abnormal filming, it will definitely be a huge loss in the history of China.

Tang Yuer hesitated for a while, and was about to refuse when the fat director frowned.

"no!"

"Antiques of this level cannot be easily destroyed. If it is really the sword of the First Emperor and used for filming, wouldn't it be disrespectful?"

"But." The person in charge of publicity wanted to say something, but was blocked by the fat director.

"Shut up, you, there is no need to discuss this matter, the promotional video will be shot as usual, and this place cannot be exposed, do you understand!"

The little goatee opened his mouth, and finally he could only sigh helplessly: "Got it, director."

"Okay, okay, let's all take action! It's okay to take pictures as souvenirs, but no one is allowed to touch this relic! If it breaks a little, don't blame me for being rude!"

"This is the treasure of the ancestors. Do you understand the treasures of cultural relics? Be respectful!"

The fat director, who used to be kind and friendly, is quite serious now, because only after seeing many treasures can he understand how precious the ruins discovered by Tang Yuer are.

"Until the police arrive, no one can move around!"

Facing the fat director's request, everyone nodded, showing no intention of refusing.

After all, as the emperor of the ages in the Chinese civilization, the first emperor can almost be regarded as the earliest batch in the Yanhuang bloodline. His demeanor, even in the contemporary era after a thousand years, still affects every descendant of Yanhuang.

Now that they found a sword that was most likely cast by Emperor Shihuang himself, how could they be disrespectful?
This kind of spontaneous worship comes from the admiration and submission deep in the blood.

The crew carefully began to clean up the surroundings. They didn't randomly mess around around the bronze ware, but cleaned up the stones and weeds around the ruins.

Then the alarm is the alarm, the notification is the notification.

The fat director decided to temporarily stop the filming process for a day and move the filming location of the crew here.

Because I just received a reply from the police, this place is too remote, if you want to come here, you have to go the next day at the earliest, and as the discoverers of the ruins, they have the responsibility and obligation to protect the ruins before the police arrive.

Facing the fat director's proposal, many crew members agreed that no one had any complaints. After all, it was a rare cultural relic, and it was very likely that it was a treasure left by the first emperor himself.

What's more, anyway, the plot they will shoot in the next stage is also in the forest, so it's no big deal to move here.

Looking at the enthusiastic crew members around, Tang Yuer also straightened up. I discovered this relic!
But while being proud, Tang Yuer was also a little thankful.

Thanks to my previous caution, although I picked up the Ding Qin sword, I only picked it up for a short time, being extra cautious, and even wrapped my hands with a piece of cloth when I picked it up, without any real contact .

And just when many crew members were busy, trekking long distances, preparing to transfer shooting props in the forest.
Not too far away from them, on an uninhabited barren hill not far away
"Damn it, no mushrooms."

The man came out of the robbery hole cursing, threw the Luoyang shovel aside, and pulled himself out of the pit with all his strength, his expression ugly.

"Who the hell said there's a baby here?"

"After three days of digging in the ground, I couldn't even find a copper path, except for the roots of the trees, let alone the pots, and there are no bullshit mounds!"

Can Mazi said grinningly, with an ugly expression on his face.

As the name suggests, Can Mazi is dressed in shabby clothes, with an unshaven beard and wrinkled face. He looks about fifty years old. He is honest and honest. He is no different from ordinary rural farmers, and he has no physical disabilities. Because when he was young, he was infected with something due to the fight, his face was full of pockmarks, and he was crippled, so he got such a nickname in Taoism.

However, although Can Mazi looks simple and honest, in general, no one dares to provoke him in the Tao, because Can Mazi used to be a monk when he was young, and later the temple became disreputable, so he relied on the Feng Shui and skills he learned in the temple to enter this line.

The experience of a monk made Can Mazi excellent in physical skills and vicious eyes, proficient in sticks and firearms, especially his fist and foot kung fu, which was first-class.

But the main reason why he didn't dare to provoke him was not because of these, but because this blemish really dared to kill people.

More than 20 years ago, a large tomb came out of Songshan Mountain, and many tomb robbers went there, and Can Mazi was one of them, but in the end it seemed that because of the uneven distribution of spoils, a dispute arose, and Can Mazi lived alone in the woods Knocked all the other dozen people to death.

And one of them is a descendant of a big power in the Tao. As a result, that big power has been chasing and killing Can Mazi for more than ten years without success.

I still remember the diameter of the big deal.

But today's trip to the ancient city of Xianyang was not as smooth as it was back then.

"Fuck you, shit!"

"Obviously seeing that the feng shui has changed, there is a baby here, why the fuck is there no one? I dug a fart in three days!"

After spitting, Can Mazi crawled out of the robbery hole, packed up his things, and prepared to go to another place tomorrow to try his luck again.

However, just as he was about to find a place to eat something, he suddenly heard footsteps.

Ok?
anyone?

Judging from the footsteps, it seems that there are not many?
(End of this chapter)