Zhang Ming was a little dumbfounded.

It stands to reason that according to the contribution he has made in the archaeological team now, if there is any major event, he will definitely notify himself as soon as possible.

How did this make it clear that no one had told me the news of his grave yet?

"Rest early, I've found a way to join the archaeological team."

Zhang Ming patted Wang Fugui on the shoulder, briefly comforted him, and returned to the bedroom.

Directly dialed Professor Chen's phone number.

After an inquiry, I learned that the news turned out to be a chatter of several old professors of the archaeological team during dinner, and some people heard it and spread it.

The old professors believe that the eggs brought back by Zhang Ming may have strong regional characteristics, and they are analyzing them.

Any plans for this operation have not been finalized and are completely groundless.

"Don't worry, Xiao Zhang, you are now the sweetheart of the archaeological team, and if you have any moves, you will be notified as soon as possible, so take advantage of this time to take a good rest."

After comforting Zhang Ming, Professor Chen hung up the phone, and Zhang Ming didn't think about it, stretched his waist and fell asleep.

It's just that when he woke up the next day and saw Wang Fugui, who was still bloodshot and tired lying in front of the computer to study emails, Zhang Ming suddenly felt a little guilty.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so attentive......"

Zhang Ming shook his head slightly, stepped forward and patted Wang Fugui on the shoulder, and sighed:

"Rich, now that the matter has come to this, I have no choice but to confess to you."

"Confess what??"

Wang Fugui frowned, kept looking at Zhang Ming with a proud face, and suddenly pouted in his heart, realizing that something was wrong.

"Actually, I'm the master."

Zhang Ming shook his head regretfully, a little helpless:

"You know, the secret techniques of the Zhang family can't be passed on, so I didn't tell you at the time, you also know that the words of the ancestors are bigger than the sky."

"With my admiration for the three generations of my ancestors, I will definitely not disobey the teachings of my ancestors."

Zhang Ming showed a little respect, looked out the window into the endless distance, his voice was calm, and he never mentioned the fact that he almost burned down the ancestral tablet in the first place.

"Now, you can rest assured that you don't have to worry about me...... I, Zhang, am already an important figure in the archaeological team! ”

"Okay, you go to sleep, I'm going out on a date."

After speaking, Zhang Ming patted Wang Fugui on the shoulder, picked up the car keys and went out directly.

Wang Fugui looked at Zhang Ming's departing back with a suspicious face, feeling that his brain was buzzing, and a thick suspicion flashed in his eyes.

As if he suddenly thought of something, Wang Fugui suddenly snorted in his heart, feeling that something was wrong, and even his voice was a little trembling:

"It's over, this kid has hysteria......"

"Unexpectedly, after being rejected by the archaeological team dozens of times, this kid directly had a nervous breakdown, got hysteria and hallucinated."

The more Wang Fugui thought about it, the more he felt that things were a little difficult to handle, but in the end, in line with the idea that a good brother is heaven, he gritted his teeth and secretly swore an oath:

"Don't worry, Mingzi, your heart disease, I will definitely cure you......"

After speaking, Wang Fugui didn't dare to delay for a moment and continued to get busy.

……

Zhang Ming started a happy vacation with Tan Xiaoxiao again.

In a flash, seven days passed.

During the seven-day holiday, the relationship between Zhang Ming and Tan Xiaoxiao heated up rapidly, and their understanding of each other also increased a lot.

Zhang Ming learned that Tan Xiaoxiao's background was just an ordinary family, her parents were civil servants, her family was healthy, and her life was plain and warm.

And Tan Xiaoxiao also knew that Zhang Ming's father had not been released because he was arrested for tomb robbery, his grandfather died in the black market abroad, and his grandfather died in the ancient tomb.

Zhang Ming's grandmother and mother live in the countryside, their lives are simple, and the second elder is also quite strong.

Talking about things at home, Zhang Ming mentioned taking Tan Xiaoxiao home, although Tan Xiaoxiao was shy, she also responded directly.

Just as the two were about to set off on a later day, Zhang Ming received a call from Professor Chen that night.

There's news about the eggs!

"According to our research, the eggs belong to a kind of insect in the north, which will only appear in April and May in the north, when the climate gradually warms up, and is completely unsuitable for the humid climate of the south."

"However, according to our investigation, we found that such insects are very common in the north, and it can be said that every April and May, at least 100 places in the north begin to give birth to this kind of insect."

Professor Chen's voice hesitated, Zhang Ming showed thought, and after a short silence, he spoke:

"Mark the specific location, send me the whole map, and the diagram of the parchment scroll."

"Okay."

Professor Chen didn't dare to delay, and instructed the technical department to get the picture right, and after adding friends in the chat software, he sent it directly to Zhang Ming.

"Nine hundred and sixty-three ......"

Looking at the dense red dots in the picture, Zhang Ming frowned.

The eggs contained in the mound certainly carry a good meaning, but the parchment scrolls clearly represent more like a map.

Regardless of the location of the tomb.

This inevitably made Zhang Ming hesitate.

His brow furrowed, and he kept thinking.

"Could it be that it has something to do with the location of the four coffins in Tang Yin......'s tomb?"

Zhang Ming was silent for a short time, and marked the location of the coffin in the tomb from the paper, and compared with the dense position of the red dots, it could vaguely correspond to it!

It can be seen that the corresponding position of the coffin in the center is the southerner location of the capital!

"Tianshou Mountain ......"

Looking at the sparse red dots in the corresponding position, Zhang Ming pondered.

If Tianshou Mountain is the location guided by Tang Yin's tomb, then ...... Who's laying it out?

The style of the tomb is by no means the handiwork of the old Zhang family, and before the fault in this world history, there must be more capable people who are proficient in feng shui tombs.

What happened at that time that would make those people take advantage of the layout of Tang Yin's tomb so secretly?

Could it be...... Ming Tombs?

"System, redeem the Tomb Robbery System Basics Pack in this world."

[Successful exchange, 5000 cultural relics points will be deducted]

[Balance: 13,620 cultural relics points.] 】

……

As the massive amount of knowledge in his mind slowly came like a tide, Zhang Ming became more and more aware of the tomb robbery system in this world.

The northern faction, the southern faction, touching the gold, unloading the mountains, moving the mountains, and sending the hills......

Left way, treacherous......

Twelve families, thirty-six single biography......

The basic information and styles of various sects continue to form memories and pour into Zhang Ming's mind, and there are some guesses in the depths of Zhang Ming's eyes:

"There are traces of the main inheritance layout of the six factions......"

"Standing in a coffin and burying it is more like the style of the treacherous Yin Nine Gates......"

……

"The treacherous sect is good at using some things in the underworld, if there is a layout of the nine gates of Yin in Tang Yin's tomb, then ......"

"Exchange skills, the first stage [Sophistry], the first stage [Unloading the Ridge Power]."

[Successful exchange, deduct 10,000 cultural relics points, balance: 3,620]

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