There is no way to know the location of the digging tree, but what can be seen by Xu Cheng must be a good thing.

As soon as I measured the distance and waved my hand, the masters who were responsible for the decoration of the three courtyards and the four courtyards surrounded them and started to work according to the drawings I drew. Look at the book

"In the world, only my ancestor can save you."

"Otherwise, you won't live more than two years!"

Compared with going to the oil town and Sanxingdui, what I want to go to the most is the footbasin ghost king city.

Because, I want to live!

It's just that now I want to leave China through formal channels, and the chance is zero.

Quietly smuggled out?

That's certainly no problem!

If you set off from the port of Tianlu Province, you can enter the open sea in a few hours.

There is a boat on the high seas, and it takes half a day to get to the footbasin.

Get out, it's easy!

It's easy to go out and come back.

But!

Two conditions must be met!

First.

The return must be limited to seven days.

Because, every seven days, I have to report to the Tianjia Army Penglai Lou Zhu Yan to sign in.

This registration is not limited to verbal phone calls and writing.

This includes face-to-face, too!

Second.

During this period, I also want to bless Penglai Lou not to draw my name!

For example, I received a call from Penglai Lou in Yandu, and I had to rush to the Tianjia Army to report at the specified time.

If I am in the Demon Capital, Penglai Lou will give me the address of the Tianjia Army's branch in the Demon Capital, and I will also have to check my identity within the specified time.

If I were in a small county such as Yebuyi's hometown.

That Penglai Lou won't let me go.

The Tianjia Army has offices in 333 cities, prefectures, and leagues across the country.

As long as I'm in Shenzhou, I can't run!

If I hit the heavenly luck during my trip to the footbasin and was named and spot-checked by Penglai Building, then the fun would be great!

Once it is verified that I went abroad without permission, I will never decrypt and feed the pigs, and at worst, I will disappear forever!

I wouldn't do this kind of gambling on probability.

The day after I came back, God gave me a dismissal.

The temperature plummeted five degrees to negative territory.

It's fine in the car and indoors, but once outside, it's an ice hell.

I walked in the cold wind with my hands behind my back, pinching the time and about to walk to the appraisal center, when two familiar figures in the cold fell on my eyes.

The other party is a man and a woman, wearing a name brand, and it is written that I am the pride of a rich man.

Watching the two of them walk towards the appraisal center, I felt uncomfortable, and immediately turned my head and went to the West Gate, decisively choosing to avoid it.

The second I turned around, a man walked briskly behind me, bringing a strange gust of wind.

I flicked my nose and glanced at the man at random.

However, the man stopped at a moment's feet, unscrewed the thermos cup, and inadvertently turned back in the name of drinking tea.

I couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart, and immediately turned around and blended into the crowd and walked towards the man.

The moment the man turned around, two cold rays of light were instantly generated, sweeping away all the tourists and vendors around me.

There was a slight tingling sensation on my scalp, and I pretended to be casual and took the initiative to look at the man.

The snap of my fingers when I looked at each other couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat.

Master!

The man's eyes lingered over my face for less than half a second, then moved away.

Wearing myopic glasses, I didn't seem to be in the target of suspicion in his eyes.

Then I pretended to be a tourist and wandered around the hottest bracelet area, and the other party followed me for more than ten minutes, until I was completely eliminated, and then quietly turned around to the mobile stall area.

With the lessons of the past, I no longer dared to spy secretly, but instead blatantly investigated.

Not long after, the man paid the booth fee to open the stall.

Open the stall runner door inherently

The first to pull out an old striped cloth and lay it on the ground. Don't rush or slow to get things out.

When I saw the first three objects, my heart exploded.

Which vassal king's tomb in the Ming Dynasty was rampant by this person?

Not to mention it, do you dare to bring it to Panjiayuan to ship?

What the hell is this not a birthday boy hanging?

The countdown to the Olympics is only half a year, and how strict Quan Yandu is on the outside and tight on the inside, doesn't he know?

For this kind of *** sent to the door, I am naturally very happy to report and get a bonus.

According to the reward and punishment order issued by Xia Wuzhu after he took office, those who have the courage to report the smuggling and sale of antique cultural relics will be given a bonus of at least 10 percent of the total case value.

There is no upper limit to the maximum!

However, in the next second, my eyelids, which had already touched the phone, jumped fiercely.

The man pulled out four more artifacts from his suitcase.

When four objects came out, I immediately denied the identity of this person.

This man is not a tomb robber!

Because the four artifacts he took out belonged to the Liao Song Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty respectively.

This person is by no means a tomb robber, let alone a stall runner, but ......

The top master of the fake village!

After thinking about it, there were already two pairs of bright high-end leather shoes opposite the counterfeit vendor.

The owners of high-end leather shoes belong to a wealthy man and a woman.

The woman wore a woolen coat that reached her ankles, and the Gucci letters on the gold buttons were shining gold, for fear that others would not know that she was a rich woman.

The middle-aged man next to him was holding a LV plaid handbag, and he was wearing a toad glass in the weather of minus octaves, and he was also hanging.

Seeing the things put out by the counterfeit vendors, the little rich woman unceremoniously bent down to grab them: "How do you sell this?"

The corners of my mouth couldn't help twitching, and I secretly scolded a stupid girl!

The middle-aged moat next to him changed his face lightly, and hurriedly snatched the object from the little rich woman and put it on the ground, apologizing to the counterfeiting vendor.

The little rich woman looked very unhappy, and exclaimed, "Let me see what's wrong? I like this stuff."

The middle-aged moat opened his mouth with a straight face, scolding the little rich woman for not understanding the rules, and dragging the little rich woman to leave.

At this moment, the counterfeit vendor unzipped his suitcase and pulled out a lump of newspaper.

The moment the newspaper was opened, the middle-aged moat's right foot hovered directly in the air, and his eyes flashed!

And the little rich woman and stupid girl suddenly opened her mouth wide, frightened, frightened, surprised, and confused, and all kinds of expressions were mixed together!