Chapter 13 Zhang Qilin's True Identity
"One of the inheritances of ancient archaeology?"

Captain Zhao was stunned. From their behavior and conversation, it was clear that these people were just tomb robbers. How could they be involved in archaeological business?

What kind of inheritance is this?

Not to mention Captain Zhao was confused, even Wen Xin who was standing next to him was confused.

"Teacher, what is the ancient archaeological cause? Who is Zhang Qilin?"

Professor Li smiled.
"He is one of the ancient Xiamu sects and a descendant of Faqiu Tianguan."

"Ok?"

"Ok?"

Wen Xin and Captain Zhao were both suspicious.

Faqiu Tianguan?

The name sounds very powerful, but I have never heard of this sect.

If they have established some kind of sect, then going into tombs would be very powerful. But I haven't heard of anyone going into tombs in recent years?

Wen Xin pondered for a moment, then his face changed drastically.

"Teacher, are you talking about the General of the Fa Qiu? Is Zhang Qilin a descendant of these people?"

"Zhonglangjiang? It sounds like the name of a military officer."

Captain Zhao didn't know much about these things, but when he heard the word "general", he subconsciously thought that this was a military officer.

If that's the case, then it makes sense. Zhang Qilin is an extraordinary person, so it makes sense if he is the descendant of a military general.

"No, not a general."

Professor Li denied Captain Zhao's words:

"This Zhonglang Jiang is not a military general, but a 'knife' used by the ancient imperial court to go to tombs."

"They have been trained to be very skilled since childhood. All the knowledge and concepts they have learned are about tombs. They can be said to be like fish in water in tombs."

"It's a pity that General Faqiu died during the Ming Dynasty."

When Professor Li said this, he felt a little regretful.

"Then how can you be sure that he is it?" Wen Xin asked impatiently.

"The unique skill of the Serve General is the double-finger cave exploration, which is the Hair Hill Finger you just saw. To practice this skill, the fingers must be longer than those of ordinary people."

"But he knows more than that. He also knows a lot about Feng Shui secrets."

Professor Li continued to explain.

At this moment, Captain Zhao finally understood why he wanted to find Zhang Qilin. If such a talent could go down to the tomb, it would indeed be a great help to the archaeological team.

"I understand. I will find their information as soon as possible. Once I find it, I will inform you as soon as possible."

Captain Zhao let out a breath and quickly agreed.

"Thank you, Captain Zhao."

Professor Li was very grateful and immediately spoke again:
"I have an unwelcome request. I want Yang Mi to continue to participate in this activity of going down to the tomb."

"I know they are looking for a tomb. In order to better determine their information and data, I need to watch the whole process, so..."

Professor Li knew that this request was excessive, but he really wanted to give it a try. What if he succeeded?

We will also be able to understand more about inviting Zhang Qilin in the future.

"This..." Captain Zhao hesitated, "This place is full of dangers. Letting Yang Mi take risks... I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

Professor Li wanted to try harder, "When Yang Mi wakes up, we can ask her opinion. If she doesn't want to, I won't force her."

Upon hearing this, Captain Zhao agreed without hesitation.

Everyone continued to watch the live broadcast.

Yang Mi felt a little bumpy and her tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

It took me a while to remember the scene I saw before I passed out, especially the thing in black clothes...

And that horrible androgynous face, Yang Mi shuddered subconsciously. "Are you awake?"

The fat man felt Yang Mi's movements behind him and asked.

Yang Mi realized that she was being carried on someone's back, so she struggled to get down. She saw the fat man panting with an apologetic look on his face.

The snow on this mountain is so thick that it is difficult for me to walk, let alone carrying her for such a long distance.

"I am sorry to trouble you."

Faced with the beautiful woman's apology, the fat man still showed what he thought was charming behavior.

"You only have a few pounds of meat, it's not a problem for me."

Facing the fat man's "pretending to be strong", Yang Mi did not expose him, but walked to Zhang Qilin's side:
"Mr. Zhang, thank you for saving me from that monster."

"Otherwise I would be strangled to death by that monster."

"monster?"

Wu Tianzhen's breathing was unstable and he looked at Yang Mi suspiciously.

Yang Mi turned her head and looked back, "Yes, it's a monster whose gender cannot be determined, don't you know?"

Wu Tianzhen shut up, he really didn't know what that thing was.

After all, no one looked back, so who knew what that thing was?
Chen Yulou and Queqiao Shao smiled helplessly. This girl was really lucky. Nothing happened.

"Miss Yang, you said there was a monster?"

The fat man couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the black shadow.

"Yeah, yes, it's a monster." Yang Mi nodded affirmatively.

Seeing this, the fat man said, "Brother, it's naive. Let's go quickly. Don't let that guy catch up with us later. It will be difficult to deal with it."

Chen Yulou looked at the fat man's cowardly look and smiled helplessly. Then he looked up at the sky. The sun seemed to be setting.

"Let's go now. The sun is about to set. It will be very cold in the snowy mountains at night. A blizzard could come at any time. Hurry!"

Without hesitation, everyone quickened their pace and climbed up the mountain.

As the sun sets, the temperature on the snow-capped mountains drops suddenly.

They successfully found the hunter's residence before the light completely dimmed.

Fortunately, there were many hunters at this time, and they were very friendly and arranged for them to stay here temporarily.

After Yang Mi and his friends finished their meal, Yang Mi sat by the stove to warm himself. After the coldness in his body dissipated, he hurriedly looked at Wu Tianzhen.

"Tian Zhen, can you lend me your cell phone?"

When Wu Tianjing was about to get up to get his phone, Chen Yulou held him down, and then looked at Yang Mi with a smile.

"Ms. Yang, who are you going to call?"

Yang Mi was stunned, not really understanding what he meant. "110! Only they can take me back."

Shouldn't we call the police at this time? These people are really weird, and the question they asked is also weird.

Now think about it, sometimes she couldn’t understand what they said or did.

Also, they seem to be particularly wary of the police.

When Yang Mi thought of this, she immediately denied this idea in her heart. It must be an illusion, or maybe she was overthinking.

After hearing this, Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle looked at each other with alert expressions.

They are going to the tomb. Wouldn't it be courting death if we called the police at this time?
Chen Yulou smiled:
"Ms. Yang, we are all here to have fun, who would bring a cell phone? Otherwise, take a nap, and when you wake up, go ask the hunter if he has a cell phone or a telephone."

"It's getting late, Fatty, you're tired too, go out and go to bed."

"Don't disturb Miss Yang's rest."

Partridge Whistle cooperated very well with Chen Yulou and pulled the fat man who was still warming himself by the fire towards the door.

"Hey, hey, hey!! I haven't yet..."

(End of this chapter)

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