On the other hand, Wang Jingzhe and Rong Yunrong also came to the mine today, because the history and archaeological team sent by the official Gangguojin also arrived. This is a team of about ten people with glasses on their noses and bones, and they are quite old. This is also a rare decent person that Wang Jingzhe could see in Gangguojin. After all, the other party was full of knowledge.

After the translation, Wang Jingzhe didn't have a big impression of others, because the names of people in this place were too long and difficult to pronounce. He remembered a person. The man's name was Sang Ge, a scholar in his sixties who focused on studying the ancient history of Gangguojin. Don't look at the remote and backward place in the third world country, but there were already people here in the first century. It is said that many of the primitive tribes of Gangguojin are ancient ethnic groups that have lasted for thousands of years. They are no worse than us at all, but their development stagnated later.

The old peddler squatted in the tomb, pointing to the patterns on the stone gate and the complicated symbols, and said, "This is the tomb of the Alur people. Look at the carved on their tomb gate. This is their totem sacred bird, which is worshipped by the Alur people as a god. In the Kindustry of the Congo, only this nation believes in this totem... Below are servants raised by the divine birds."

Wang Jingzhe looked over with his eyes and found that the totem divine bird that Brother Sang mentioned looked particularly weird, with three legs, three eyes, a slender neck, a big head, and a long tail, which was a bit similar to the ancient animals recorded in the Shanhai Sutra. This is nothing, but there are also a group of birds crawling under the divine bird, which is easy to recognize, and it is an owl.

Wang Jingzhe and Rong Yunrong looked at each other, and both of them had a definite thought in their minds. It seemed that Rong Yunrong was indeed not running away after being infected by the evil in this place.

Rong Yunrong said speechlessly: "I, I just made some convenience. Although I have come, but what about it?"

Wang Jingzhe explained: "This kind of thing is hard to explain. Why do we call it evil? It's because it's too evil. Women's physical condition was extremely yin during those days and were prone to difficulties. This has been the case throughout history."

Rong Yunrong asked in confusion: "I heard that blood is not the one that wards off evil spirits?"

"Have you heard that women cannot visit their ancestors when they come. In addition to being disrespectful, they are more likely to cause their ancestors to suffer. So..." Wang Jingzhe didn't say anything halfway. He was too lazy to explain, after all, everything had already happened.

I don’t know what’s bad luck in Rong Yunrong. I happened to run to the ancient tomb of the Alur people when I was working. Maybe there are some factors in this tomb, so I don’t know.

You have to open it and only after you go in can you know it.

After Professor Sang introduced it, there was nothing to say, because now the one exposed on the ground is a stone door and a roof, and there is nothing else, so you must continue to investigate. Sang Ge means to organize a professional team to inspect the ancient tomb. In fact, there is one thing that is very cruel and a blasphemy to human civilization, that is, why is the official Gangguojin so concerned about digging ancient tombs?

It's very simple. Over the years, a large number of gold and gems have been found in several ancient tombs found in the territory of Gangguojin. These things were confiscated in the end, but they did not become national property.

After the translator translated his words, Wang Jingzhe told him directly.

"Tell him that it's okay to excavate the ancient tomb, but this place is within the scope of Rongjia Company's rental site. Rongjia Company's authority is fifty years, and it's only less than ten years. Therefore, Rongjia also has teams on archaeology that can cooperate. At the same time, you have to tell him that we... will fund this inspection activity throughout the process, understand?"

The translator chatted with the other party and told Wang Jingzhe and the others: "Professor Sang Ge said that when it comes to historical relics, your contract should be invalid. Everything must be based on the national interests of steel and fruit gold, and this construction site may also be temporarily stagnant."

Rong Yunrong smiled and hugged her arms and said, "Then tell him that our company has a good relationship with several congressmen. They may not have any interest in archaeology. Haha, do I have to say more about the rest? Oh, by the way, you have to tell him that if he disagrees, the company will invite the highest-end lawyers in this regard from overseas for negotiation. Uh, no, the lawyer will not be a negotiation. Let's call a lawsuit for now. The excavation of the mine tomb will definitely be suspended. I don't know how many months or years it will take. After all, it is very likely that such a case will last for three or five years."

After these words were passed, the archaeological team looked bad. To be honest, these are some of the purest people. Their ideas may only be academic and research. They are really not good at scheming things like this.

In fact, Professor Sang Ge and others' rejection is easy to understand, because from their perspective, these laymen cannot get involved in archaeological work, otherwise they will have to do something bad.

At this moment, suddenly, a person came over the forest. Lin Wenqi hurried over in short-sleeved sleeves and jeans, carrying a mountaineering bag. After seeing Wang Jingzhe, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Pa" a pair of big hands slapped together. Wang Jingzhe immediately hugged his shoulder and said, "I have explained the details before. There is nothing to say anyway. After all, I don't know much. Now the situation is only... Look, the ancient tomb is there, it has not been opened yet."

"Haha, OK, I'll go and have a look." Lin Wenqi took off his backpack and placed it on the ground. He walked through the crowd around the grave. Regardless of the surprised look of the professors and scholars, he jumped down.

Brother San frowned and said, "Who is this? What are you doing when you jump in?"

Lin Wenqi squatted down, reached out to take a handful of soil under the stone gate and put it in front of his nose and smelled it. After a while, he looked up and said, "During the Yuan Dynasty, this tomb must be more than 700 years old..."

"Swish" Wang Jingzhe turned his head and said to Rong Yunrong and the translator: "Tell them what Lao Lin said!"

When the translator told him, Brother Sang and his professors sneered. The expression was self-evident. It was obvious that you were bragging about why you were bragging about it. The ancient tomb they came to yesterday took away the soil sample research institute and had not yet issued a test report. You can tell how many years have passed if you grab a handful of soil?
Chapter completed!