Starting from the demon, turn history into myth!

The use of Bingbing reporter this time also means that the worst is prepared.

Excavating a family tomb in the Qing Dynasty only to encounter a zombie superhuman.

What about digging on such a large scale?

It can't be just one or two Transcendents throughout the history of the Qing court.

Perhaps an extraordinary existence has long been paying attention.

Although the country wants to control the impact as much as possible.

By not adopting live broadcasts, big data censorship control, local troops are arranged to block the scene at any time.The staff who have signed the confidentiality regulations are selected to take preventive measures.

But accidents can always happen.

Just like the Taoist Jiugong and the old man of the Lin family last time, the last thunder, all the towns far away have seen it.

Although fooled.

But that's just a remote place, easy to control.

Now, the national excavation, the time of exposure is sooner or later.

Whenever a supernatural creature jumps out, it may cause shock across the country.

However, can they stop?

Lin Guodong shook his head.

No, there are many factors that are out of control in the recovery of spiritual energy now.

The country must not be slow.

Slow step by step means slow step by step.

Even though the risks are expanding, the benefits cannot be ignored just because of the risks.

It's a race against time.

Zhao Qi, who knew the inside story, glanced at the Bingbing reporter indifferently, but didn't notice anything unusual.

Then he nodded calmly.

"Well, it's just that this time it's digging in multiple places at the same time, and you're only in charge of one of them. Don't get too excited."

"And this time it is not a live broadcast situation, ready to control the impact at any time."

"Once an accident happens, it is necessary to control the situation."

"You also experienced the last incident, you should know what I'm talking about."

"So, do you want to join the mission of this program? If you want to join, please sign the confidentiality agreement later. This is the normal process."

Hearing Zhao Qi's words, reporter Bingbing was a little curious.

"Can this kind of task still be chosen by oneself?"

Zhao Qi's eyes moved slightly upon hearing this.

Of course you can, because you have never been important, and the reason why I chose you is just a coincidence.

In addition, I am a little curious about you, so I came here in person.

But looking at it now, it's nothing more than that.

Of course, it was impossible for Zhao Qi to say what was in his heart.

Still looking indifferent, he quietly looked at the Bingbing reporter, who made the Bingbing reporter nod a little nervously.

"I sign!"

Then, brush for a minute or two.

Sign your name.

Zhao Qi left a sentence, 'The staff will come to pick you up later, remember to be cautious in your words and deeds'.

After speaking, he left on his own.

The Bingbing reporter who was watching muttered to himself.

Aren't you a staff member?

Of course, she didn't dare to say this in front of this paralyzed face, she just thought about it in her heart.

And the other side.

After checking the Bingbing reporter just now, no abnormalities were noticed.

He went to a key domestic university and met with Professor Xiao, who heard that his target this time was the tomb of Wu Sangui.

Immediately excited, he quickly agreed.

Then he pulled Zhao Qi and talked a lot about his research during this period.

He also claimed that during the Qing court in ancient times, and even during the San Francisco Rebellion, the emergence of practitioners may not have been voluntary, but had been coerced, or even had a low status.

This point of view made Zhao Qi feel very novel.

The former may have grounds, but the latter.

The status is not high.

This is interesting.

Immediately, he invited the professor to join the Super Management Bureau.

Get in touch with the most detailed secret history in the world.

And this.

Professor Xiao also brightened his eyes, expressing his interest.

Then made a phone call and joined.

After all, he is an old professor, so he still has contacts, and the person who gets him is not framed by himself.

Professor Xiao directly sold himself to this department.

And it was accompanied by the two hit it off.

Immediately, both of them quickly arrived at Majiazhai in the southwest region, where Wu Sangui's real tomb was located.

Looking at the trucks around, countless staff, various advanced instruments, experts and scholars have come, and there are even some troops and troops around for protection.

Professor Xiao, who had just arrived, couldn't help praising the battle immediately.

"Good good!"

"With such a handwriting, the country has finally made a real move. According to me, it should have been done a long time ago."

"Only by putting in more power can we truly unearth the history left by our ancestors."

"It used to be a small fight, and it was nothing at all."

On the other side, reporter Bing Bing, who had just arrived and was exhausted, couldn't help sticking out his tongue cutely.

He muttered to himself.

"The old professor still has enough energy."

However, it was also when Professor Xiao was admiring.

Not far from the camp.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise of quarreling.

"What archeology, you guys are obviously tomb robbers."

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"That's the grave of my Ma family ancestors, why should I dig it for you?"

"Yes! I want to dig our ancestral grave."

"I see you are looking for death!"

"You can't let them dig, don't even think about it."

But also accompanied by noise.

Professor Xiao, who was slightly excited at first, was suddenly taken aback.

I couldn't help but walked over there, and then I only heard some horrible remarks.

"It's great to have a gun. The old patriarch's house still has soil and cannons! Erba, pull it out and let them enjoy it."

"Shut up, what are you talking about, big boy, we are all good citizens, don't shout."

"Third uncle, he provoked me. If I don't pull it out, I will really become his grandson. I, Ma Chu, cannot accept this grievance."

Professor Xiao looked at a scene not far away where a group of villagers were confronting the guards.

The original joy completely dissipated.

There was a jolt.

Earth, cannon?

This is the 21st century, is the folk style still so tough?

Although this place is a bit remote.

The clan power handed down in the old society is also very strong.

But we must also talk about the basic law.

Even the Bingbing reporter who also quietly followed Mimi to watch the fun was moved.

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Good guy.

What big news.

If it wasn't for fear of being punished, she would have wanted to record it with her mobile phone.

And at the same time.

The two groups of people confronting each other were also drenched in cold sweat at the moment.

The camp guards really tightened their weapons, thinking of the sturdy folk customs of this place.

Slightly moved.

His face became serious.

If this kind of thing is really involved, then it's...

The villagers on the other side also looked bitter at the moment, being made such a fuss by their nephew.

Reasonable and unreasonable.

The third uncle, looking at the crazy Ma Chu, couldn't help but have a headache, so he could only explain to the people in front of him.

"Don't listen to the kid talking nonsense."

"It's an old thing from decades ago, it's broken long ago, and there is only one cannon and tube left, which is useless long ago!"

"It's still used to open the stove on weekdays."

"It's just this kid, who has been clamoring all day to repair that thing and fry wild boars, so he can't choose his words for a while. In fact, the cannon and the tube are almost rotten, and they are useless at all."

As he said that, he also asked people to fetch the object.

Then everyone took a look.

Really rusty and moldy.

There is even a big opening on the pipe wall.

If you hadn't told them it was a gun barrel, they would have thought it was broken copper.

Immediately, the camp guards relaxed.

Some were dumbfounded.

Because, this thing really only has the purpose of burning fire sticks.