Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

After receiving the document from the superior, the park's wetlands are temporarily closed, and the reopening time is yet to be determined. This was announced through official channels.

Li Mo, Master Song Shizhi, and Master Liu Chuanqing stood in front of the wetland in the pasture, looking at the tall heaven-sacrificing stone not far away. Behind them is the security guard of Security Shield Company, which maintains order on the scene. There are more than 50 people in uniform, energetic and mighty.

At the same time, there are ten large excavators, five cranes and twenty earth moving vehicles waiting for orders at any time.

The person in charge of the Luocheng Cultural Protection Bureau looked strange. She never expected Li Mo to move so fast, and his eyes turned out to be the legendary Kyushu tripod in Xia Yu's era. It was a symbol of the rightful position of the emperor before the Qin and Han Dynasties, and it was a bronze-level imperial jade seal. If you really want to find it, the tomb of the emperor Zhou in Liangshe Village is far behind.

When Los Angeles officials received the red-headed documents from their superiors, several persons in charge jumped up from their office chairs in shock. Only then did they realize that there was a reason why Li Mo was so straightforward last time. When they were still immersed in their complacency, a red-headed document made them extremely depressed.

Fortunately, everything is speculation, and it is still unknown whether the Kyushu tripod can be found, so the person in charge of the Los Angeles Cultural Protection Bureau was sent to the scene to cooperate.

"Xiao Mo, you said that the Kyushu Ding is under this wetland?" Liu Chuanqing looked at the stone offering sacrifices to heaven, a little in disbelief. Although both the official history and the unofficial history have provided some clues, there is no real ironclad evidence. You can't just invest a huge amount of money in excavation and search based on imagination, this is really a bit unreliable.

Song Shizhi didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something.

"Master, what do you think?"

Li Mo asked with a smile.

"I believe in you, no matter whether I can find the Kyushu tripod or not, I will stand by your side."

"Dad, I also believe in Xiaomo."

Liu Chuanqing hastily added a sentence.

"Little uncle, there are two groups of reporters outside, both from Los Angeles officials, do you want to let them in?"

"Okay. As for whether the Los Angeles officials want to report it or not, let them decide. Xiaojun, let us know and start taking action."

"yes."

Large-scale excavators and earth-moving vehicles have started to move one after another. Where to start and how to dig are all arranged in advance, and it can be done step by step. Even the shallowest buried Kyushu tripod is about 15 meters deep, at least there will not be new discoveries so soon in the past few days.

Both groups of Los Angeles official reporters were on the scene, and they had been instructed by their superiors to know Li Mo's extraordinary status, so they were especially cautious and did not dare to overdo it.

"Hello, Professor Li, I'm a news reporter from Los Angeles TV Station. The reporter next to me is a reporter from a new media channel. Can I ask you some questions?"

"Of course, I don't know what you want to know?"

The reporter glanced at the two people beside Li Mo, and asked curiously, "I don't know what relationship these two have with you?"

"This is my master, Mr. Liu Chuanqing, a professor of the History Department of the Magic University. That is my master, Mr. Song Shizhi, the founder of Gu Yunxuan."

Before the two Los Angeles reporters came to interview, they also collected relevant information about Li Mo in many ways. Knowing that he has a master and a master, he didn't expect that those two characters were actually the person in front of him. Especially Mr. Master Song Shizhi, who has an air of immortality, is a master of the world.

You may not know who Song Shizhi is, but you must know Gu Yunxuan. Professor Li is so powerful, and his master and mentor must be extremely powerful as well.

"Hello Mr. Song, Hello Professor Liu, it's an honor to meet you here."

Song Shizhi stroked his white beard and showed a kind smile on his face: "You are so old, you don't have to be polite."

"Professor Li, I heard that you are looking for the Kyushu Ding, and you already have an idea. Could you tell me about the situation?"

"There's nothing to hide, I got some information by accident, and after a few days of analysis and investigation, I roughly came to a preliminary judgment." Li Mo said in a leisurely manner, "Xia Yu collected the copper from Kyushu to cast the Jiuding, and since According to some records in the history books, it has disappeared for more than two thousand years. In such a long history, we can only search, make bold speculations, and boldly verify based on fragmentary clues. In fact, what we are doing now is the last It is still unknown whether the whereabouts of the Kyushu Ding can be found."

"Professor Li, the price of such a large-scale action is also very high, right?"

"It depends on what kind of mentality you take to look at this matter. If you first consider benefits, gains and losses, then nine out of ten things will not be accomplished. If you are holding the purpose of exploration, I believe ten things Even if there is only one success, it will be a great encouragement to you. From different angles, we will get different results."

"Professor Li, do you estimate that such a project will take a few days before a conclusion is reached?"

"Let me answer your question from another angle. I'm not sure in a few days, but I plan to dig about 30 meters deep. Of course, if I can find something in advance, it doesn't have to be that deep. In this way Are you satisfied with the answer?"

"Thank you, Professor Li, for accepting our simple interview." The reporter smiled, and then looked at Song Shizhi, "Hi Mr. Song, may I interview you with a few questions?"

"I haven't asked about worldly affairs for many years. This time, Xiao Mo said that he wanted to find the Kyushu tripod, so I came to Los Angeles to witness the miracle with my own eyes. If you ask me a question, I may not give you a satisfactory answer."

"Mr. Song, do you think Professor Li's chances of success this time are high?"

Song Shizhi looked at the reporter solemnly, then shook his head slightly: "Little comrade, it seems that you are not a qualified reporter, and your question is actually suspicious and critical. I solemnly reply to you, but I refuse to answer your problem."

Li Mo's face didn't change, but he was secretly happy in his heart. I really didn't see that the master had a temper and personality.

The Los Angeles TV reporter was stunned for a moment. She didn't think there was a problem with her question, but after listening to Song Laoyi, she felt that she really said something wrong.

He couldn't help looking at Liu Chuanqing who was beside him.

Comrade Lao Liu was more straightforward. He shook his head directly and said: "Success or failure is not a question that we will consider at the Treasure Gate. If you doubt and hesitate before doing something, then you will not be able to do anything well, and you will not have the current Gu Yunxuan, let alone the current Yanjiao Miracle."

Li Mo puffed out his chest, and Comrade Lao Liu talked eloquently to the camera, with a bit of pretense. But these few words are too level, too powerful.

The interview team sent by the Los Angeles city government is gone. The main purpose of their trip is to test. Unfortunately, the three generations they met are all masters, and each one is more difficult to deal with.

Li Mo gave his master a thumbs up. As long as the interview footage just now is broadcast, the treasure hunting gate will resound throughout the entire land of China.

"It's a rare opportunity to make a name for Xunbaomen and Guyunxuan, so I said a few more words on impulse just now, did I say something wrong?"

Liu Chuanqing asked with a guilty conscience.

"It's very good, but the master is old-fashioned, and the disciple is far behind."

"Come on, don't praise your master, I know how many brushes he has. Without you by his side, how dare he have the confidence to say this in front of the camera."

Song Shizhi told the truth in one word.

"Dad, I'm not as miserable as you said, am I?"

Liu Chuanqing couldn't laugh or cry, there was no way, who made his apprentice too dazzling, the old man must be jealous.