As a villain, he relies on coquettishness to rise to power

At night, the bright moon rises into the sky. The stars in the sky are sparse, sometimes twinkling slightly, sometimes hidden under dark clouds.

The signal here is very poor, and Yumu's mobile phone cannot be used here at all.

She couldn't get in touch with Yan Zijin. Every day was boring and boring, especially at night. Without the Internet, it was impossible to get through it.

Fortunately, Huang Tao was there, and Huang Tao was able to tune out the TV for Yu Mu to watch for entertainment.

In the past, when he was above the Nine Heavens, Yumu would not feel bored even if he meditated, rested, and dazed every day for a year. Now that I have only experienced four small planes, I have begun to dislike the boring life before.

In this way, I spent more than half a month busy working with Professor Liu.

Most of the unearthed cultural relics were sent to the State Administration of Cultural Heritage first, while the other part still needs to be inspected and cleaned up.

By the time all their work was completed, it was already a month later.

The restored cultural relics were sent to the State Administration of Cultural Heritage for protection. At the same time, Yan Zijin's tomb was also well repaired by them, and he left Nanchuan with pious respect.

Yumu has been thinking about one thing these days. Since this is the tomb of Yan Zijin, why are there no bones of Yan Zijin?

She asked Huang Tao to carefully check the terrain of the entire tomb, but no matter how hard she searched, she could not find the second tomb.

[Your Highness, could it be that, in fact, Yan Zijin is not dead at all? 】Huang Tao said cautiously.

Yu Mu followed Professor Liu and answered Huang Tao calmly: [How to say? 】

Huang Tao swallowed and continued: [It is recorded in historical records that Yan Zijin's serious illness came suddenly without any warning. Although Yan Zijin was not said to be strong, he still had a healthy body. It was strange to suddenly become seriously ill and die. In addition, the people who placed Yan Zijin's body in the coffin were all Yan Zijin's cronies. The people of Cizhao loved him very much, so naturally no one had the heart to spy on Yan Zijin's body. Therefore, whether Yan Zijin is dead or not is still an unknown mystery. 】

Listening to what Huang Tao said was reasonable, Yu Mu raised his eyelids coldly and said in a low voice: [Since you said Yan Zijin is not dead, where is Yan Zijin now? 】

this……

Huang Tao was stunned. How could he know where Yan Zijin was?

Then, Huang Tao heard a lazy snort from Yu Mu, a casual and careless contempt.

[You don’t know why Yan Zijing was able to cross the time limit of a thousand years and chat with the modern me on WeChat and become a netizen. Now, you doubt that Yan Zijin is alive, and you still don’t know where he is. 】

Yu Mu lazily said: [Didn’t it mean that in the small plane, the system has already controlled and arranged everything? How come there are so many things in this small plane that you don’t know? 】

Useless little thing.

Huang Tao burst into tears after listening to Yu Mu's lazy words.

It felt wronged and uncomfortable: [Your Highness, I know I’m useless, don’t be angry, wuwuwuwu...]

Listening to Huang Tao, who immediately cried out in grievance, Yu Mu had a migraine. The main reason was that whenever Huang Tao cried, her head would explode. After all, Huang Tao was in her spirit.

[Stop crying, go check it out. ] Yumu said with a cold face: [A boy, why are you crying? 】

Huang Tao felt aggrieved: [Your Highness, I am not a boy...]

Yumu's face was expressionless: [Why are women still crying? 】

Huang Tao ying ying: [I am not a girl either. 】

It tweaked: [After the system is upgraded, the gender will be selected, but Huang Tao is more entangled. He doesn't know whether to be a boy or a girl, so he keeps putting off choosing. Your Highness, do you like boys or girls? 】

Huang Tao's voice was milky, and sounded very childish, like a little baby. It was difficult to tell the male from the female.

Yumu was indifferent: [I don’t like it either. 】

In the end, Huang Tao left sadly and silently checked where the bugs in this small plane were.

Chen Yuansu's team is an archaeological team, and Professor Liu brings students from the school to practice and study, which can be regarded as half of the archaeological students.

When I get back to school, I can brag about it for the rest of my life just by saying that I inspected the rumored tomb of Yan Zijin, the imperial master of Cizhao Kingdom. After all, this is a big tomb!

Before leaving, Yumu suddenly remembered the string of Buddhist beads she found at that time. She asked Professor Liu: "Teacher Liu, do you still remember that string of Buddhist beads?"

Professor Liu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded: "Yes, I remember. What's wrong?"

"Where is it now?" Yu Mu pursed his lower lip and asked.

Professor Liu replied: "Of course they were also sent to the State Administration of Cultural Heritage. However, the beads looked very new and did not look like cultural relics left a thousand years ago. When the beads arrive at the State Administration of Cultural Heritage, there will be more professional ones People interpret this string of beads.”

After saying that, Professor Liu paused for a moment. He suddenly seemed to recall an important point, and immediately said: "Historical books record that Yan Zijin carried a string of relic beads with him since he was a child to keep him safe. Yan Zijin passed away. Then, the string of relic beads disappeared. Now that I think about it, the previous string of beads may have been the missing relic beads..."

Yumu lowered her long eyelashes, and a trace of deep thought flashed in her clear pupils.

On the way back in the car, Yumu's phone slowly connected to the Internet.

After disappearing for a month, her WeChat list was already full of messages. Yumu flipped through it, but did not find the information she wanted to see.

Seeing this, Yumu frowned, and she sent a message.

[Miki: I'm back. 】

But this message seemed to sink like the bottom of the ocean, without any response.

Yumu didn't care at first, but when she got home and Yan Zijin hadn't texted him back yet, Yumu felt a little strange.

She made a voice call to Yan Zijin, and two seconds after answering the call, a dry voice came out of thin air.

"There is no reincarnation, no cause and no effect."

Then there was a sizzling sound of electricity, and the voice call was automatically hung up.

Yumu's brows furrowed, and his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, making them look a bit narrow and deep.

The phone can't be reached.

In other words, she and Yan Zijin have completely lost contact now.

【How is this going? ] Yu Mu lowered his eyebrows and asked Huang Tao in a low voice.

Huang Tao was also confused, [No, I don’t know...]

Why can't I contact you all of a sudden?

[Is there any way to contact Yan Zijin? ] Yumu asked.

Huang Tao: [Your Highness, I’m sorry, no. 】

Yan Zijin was able to contact His Highness because there was a bug in the plane. Now that I can't contact you, the bug should have been fixed.