Bright red lanterns hung high at the entrance of Yizhuang, their vibrant red light filling the entire guesthouse with a festive and lively atmosphere.
The passengers were enthusiastically toasting and drinking, creating a lively atmosphere.
Song Ting'an quietly looked around and suddenly noticed that a group of people at one table did not seem to be there for sightseeing.
The group was led by an older man with a Scholar air, and besides him, there was a group of young people. The table was very lively, filled with laughter and chatter.
Song Ting'an vaguely overheard some of their conversation, which seemed to involve some professional knowledge that he couldn't quite understand.
"Are they all college students?" Song Ting'an wondered to himself. Based on his professional habits and those clear eyes, he naturally made that guess.
They were still young, their faces bearing a youthful innocence.
This made Song Ting'an recall his past self. He used to be an ambitious and promising college student, but after graduation, the harsh realities of society quickly turned him into the obsequious corporate slave he hated most, making the beautiful memories all the more precious.
Perhaps it was the memory of the past that caused the smile to fade from his face, replaced by a hint of melancholy.
"What are you thinking about?" Xue Qiang glanced at Song Ting'an's expression and couldn't help but feel annoyed. He's not handsome enough, so why is he pretending to be melancholy and profound?
However, she quickly noticed that Song Ting'an's gaze was focused on the people at another table.
"Nothing's wrong, I was just spacing out," Song Ting'an sighed, surprisingly not taking the opportunity to fawn over his goddess.
The conversation at the dinner table gradually reached my ears...
"Come on, Professor Zhang, have another drink, have another drink."
"No, Xiao Li, you guys are really trying to get me drunk."
Professor Zhang took the glass, both amused and exasperated. Before he could finish it, the young man named Xiao Li refilled it.
Several people nearby were still jeering.
"Xiao Li, if you want to get the professor drunk, a few drinks won't be enough."
"That's right, Teacher Zhang is known for being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, so this little bit of alcohol is nothing to him."
"What a bunch of bastards!" Professor Zhang cursed inwardly, but since he was in a good mood, he didn't mind drinking a little more.
Not long ago, the police arrested several tomb raiders and, following the clues, discovered an ancient tomb. This time, Professor Zhang applied to lead a team of archaeology students to conduct a field study and internship here.
They spent some time drilling holes with shovels, only to discover that the tomb's structure was abnormal, leading to a very shocking conclusion.
Professor Zhang has worked in the field of archaeology for many years and has a wealth of academic and practical experience. He immediately judged that the situation of this ancient tomb was very complicated.
They initially thought this was a Song Dynasty tomb, but after careful investigation, they discovered traces of another dynasty!
In fact, such exceptions occasionally occur in the archaeological world. After all, the activity areas of human societies are relatively fixed, and everyone lives on past sites. It is entirely possible that there is another, even older tomb beneath a burial.
This discovery truly excited Professor Zhang.
"Beneath the Song Dynasty tomb, there appear to be relics from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties?"
"No, no!"
"These two tombs from different eras don't appear to be two separate levels, but rather overlapped!"
How is that possible?
If that's the case, it might be the first of its kind in the world. Thinking of this, Professor Zhang narrowed his eyes. No matter what caused the two tombs from different eras to be mixed and overlapped, as the first discoverer, he would definitely benefit greatly.
Therefore, instead of reporting the news, he decided to lead a team to conduct a preliminary investigation to further determine its authenticity.
If the speculation is true, he will reach the peak of his career!
Professor Zhang is now quite old. He has been studying archaeology for many years, but has not yet achieved anything significant. He feels that he is diligent enough in his work, but he just lacks a bit of luck. He always misses out on some large-scale archaeological research projects due to various accidents, which makes his resume very ordinary.
He has a wealth of theoretical knowledge, but lacks practical achievements and has not made any groundbreaking research results. To this day, he remains stuck in the middle, neither highly accomplished nor obscurely successful in this field.
He believed that his academic research had reached a critical point where quantitative change could lead to qualitative change, and he was just waiting for a decisive opportunity.
This time, perhaps, is his golden opportunity!
Amidst the harmonious laughter and chatter, no one noticed that two furtive figures were rapidly approaching Yizhuang.
"They should have come back here." One of them spoke stiffly. Judging from his appearance, he was just a simple migrant worker, wearing dirty clothes and shoes covered in mud.
"Yes, I can smell them too," the other man said. In the dim light of the night, only half of his silhouette could be seen, the other half obscured by a large tree.
"Don't act rashly for now. Keep a close eye on their every word and action, and wait for the right opportunity..." He didn't finish his sentence, nor did he need to, since his companion understood the importance of the matter.
"I will await orders from above."
"Very good. Also, I see your condition is a bit unstable. Can you still hold on?"
"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. We absolutely cannot let that group continue exploring the ancient tomb; if necessary, we must stop them by any means necessary."
On the other side, Hu Jiu was still taking stock of his gains.
As expected, a horse won't get fat without night grass. After dealing with Zhang San, the next one was Liang Rong, who also brought him a lot of gains.
They made a killing!
Liang Rong himself was not of much value, but he knew a lot of "information". He was originally just an Ordinary Employee of [Big Dipper], but later he accidentally came into contact with a foreign cult organization.
This cult is related to the Red Moon, but it is also deeply involved with other secretive organizations. Some employees of Big Dipper also have the identity of cult members. It is possible that the cult has infiltrated Big Dipper, or that the two organizations have reached some kind of strange cooperation.
From Liang Rong's memories, Hu Jiu learned about the cult's recent operational plans and several of their secret strongholds.
"Should we notify Xiao Yu and the others to launch a surprise attack?" Hu Jiu pondered. Whether it was Big Dipper or a cult, every secret organization was an untapped treasure trove for him.
This time, Hu Jiu obtained four Supernatural Items from Liang Rong.
These items greatly enriched Hu Jiu's collection. He chose to destroy the Supernatural Items, release the Fierce Ghost within, then copy and paste them, mass-produce new Supernatural Items, and equip them to his subordinates.
The Supernatural Items he personally crafted had fewer negative effects on the user and were more powerful in deterrence.