The photographer took a close-up of the sculpture.

Two meters tall, wearing armor, holding a three-foot bronze sword, staring at big eyes like copper bells, his face is extremely ferocious.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't like watching TV, so he patted his butt and got up, and shouted at Jiang Yuer, who was wearing a meatball head:

"Auntie, come to my room to play games."

"Okay, okay~"

My aunt happily followed her nephew into the house.

Grandma turned her head, stared at the two of them a few times, and said:

"Don't play too late, it must end before eleven o'clock."

The next day, after Zhang Yuanqing had breakfast, washed his face and brushed his teeth, he knocked on his aunt's door.

"I'll only give you ten minutes. If you don't come out for ten minutes, I'll go out to play by myself." Because I was playing games yesterday, I accidentally promised Jiang Yuer to go shopping together tomorrow.

Auntie's voice came from the room:

"Hmph, ten minutes is not enough for me to apply foundation."

"It took you half an hour to take a shower, and another half an hour to put on makeup, so let's not go out, just wait at home for lunch." Zhang Yuanqing said angrily, "Be a bit more lazy."

"I know, I know." The aunt said angrily, "The little fairy must wear makeup when she goes out."

"You don't need to, you are born beautiful." Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and left, then turned and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

At this time, passing the living room, he heard a news broadcast on the TV:

"Jinhui City experienced heavy fog today, frequent traffic accidents in the urban area, and difficulty for ambulances to travel. The situation is worrisome. According to the news from the scene, criminals took advantage of the thick fog to fish in the muddy water. The Public Security Department has received dozens of incidents of wounding people. .�

Jinhui City? Zhang Yuanqing stopped, looked at his grandfather sitting on the sofa, and asked:

"The place where the bronze statue was dug up yesterday?"

Grandpa let out a "hmm" and said doubtfully:

"How can there be so much fog on such a hot day?"

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing heard the cell phone ringing in the bedroom.

He stopped paying attention to the news, went into the bedroom, picked up his phone, and the caller ID was Fu Qingyang.

"Boss, what's the matter." Zhang Yuanqing said.

"There is a mission." Fu Qingyang said: "Take your team members and go to Jinhui City, Jiangnan Province to investigate an ancient tomb. In addition, rescue a small team lost in the thick fog."

Tomb? A squad lost in the fog? Zhang Yuanqing turned his head to look in the direction of the living room, and lowered his voice:

"The ancient tomb in Jinhui City where the bronze sculpture was unearthed?"

"You know?" Fu Qingyang asked back.

"I saw the news last night." Zhang Yuanqing simply explained, saying:

"I've seen the news this morning. The dense fog was released by the fog master. Is there an evil profession trying to snatch the bronze sculpture?" JrNovels.com