After returning to the company with Wu Zhicong and Qin Qing, Fang Pengguang was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Xiaoling, Xiaoruo and Su Daji were probably out shopping, so they were not at home. I sat next to Fang Pengguang and said, "Fangzi, give me a cigarette."
Fang Pengguang turned his head and looked at me: "Don't you have anything on you?" This guy has been ignoring me for a month since the incident with Su Daji.
Wu Zhicong, who was still standing, couldn't stand it anymore and pointed at Fang Pengguang and said, "Don't be like this, kid. Talk to Brother Xiaojiu properly, or you'll do it again after we leave in a few days."
When I heard what Wu Zhicong said, I glared at him. Fang Pengguang also turned his head and looked at me and asked, "Leave? Where are you going? What does Wu Zhicong mean by that?"
I didn't want to tell Fang Pengguang, and I didn't plan to let him know at first, so I was just going to find a random excuse to leave. I shook my head and said, "Nothing. Wu Zhicong, Qin Qing and I are going on a long trip in a few days. Don't ask me about the details. You will know later."
I stood up and turned around to walk into the house. When I reached the door, I stopped and said to Fang Pengguang in the living room: "Whether you believe it or not, I gave Su Daji the love potion to drink for her good." Then I went into my room and closed the door. "
During these three days, I stayed in the room all day as usual. Only Wu Zhicong and Qin Qing came in occasionally to talk to me. The others ignored me for a long time because of the love potion incident. In fact, they didn't know that I was about to enter the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. If they knew that I was about to go to such a dangerous place, they would naturally understand my intention of giving Su Daji the love potion.
Three days later in the morning, I had packed all my things. Wu Zhicong seemed to have told Xiaoling that he was going on a long journey, but Xiaoling didn't care. After all, we had just been to Tibet some time ago. After having breakfast together, I didn't say much, and I didn't dare to say any sad words of farewell. I just said I would be away for more than ten days and would be back soon.
But when I left, I still secretly glanced at Su Daji. However, Su Daji was not moved by my departure. She just glanced at me, smiled, and continued to eat with her head down.
I hugged Fang Pengguang, Xiaoling and Xiaoruo and said a few words of farewell. Wu Zhicong seemed to tell Xiaoling that we were going to the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. Xiaoling's eyes were a little red. She said goodbye to Wu Zhicong for a long time. After saying goodbye, I took Qinqing and Wu Zhicong to leave the Super Accurate Fortune Telling Hall and headed for the airport.
It was around ten in the morning when we arrived at the airport. After we entered, I called Master Hu San. It seemed that Master Hu San and his team had arrived a long time ago. I said I would wait for them at the airport entrance. Then Master Hu San, Mr. Meng, and Huang Zhenmin, three men who looked to be over fifty years old, walked over in black suits, looking like big bosses.
Mr. Hu San came up to me and said, "I have already booked the tickets. Just take your ID cards to the automatic ticket machine and the tickets will be issued. However, Hanba hasn't arrived yet, and he doesn't have an ID card, which is a bit troublesome."
After the three of us went to pick up our plane tickets, we started waiting. Of course, Qin Qing also asked Uncle Fang to get her ID card.
We were all waiting at the door. Hanba finally arrived at about eleven o'clock. He did not have an ID card, so I took out my identity card as a member of the paranormal investigation team to ask for a ticket for Hanba. The same thing happened when I went through security check. I had knives like the Emperor's Sword on me, just like every time I took a plane. In the end, I passed out using my identity card as a member of the paranormal investigation team. If I were an ordinary policeman, I wouldn't be able to do this. I think being a policeman is actually pretty good.
The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang is located at the foot of Mount Li in Lintong District, Xi'an City, Shaanxi Province. We were rushing to Xi'an. I won't go into details about the specific process on the plane. Our group of seven arrived in Xi'an at around three o'clock in the afternoon of that day.
Xi'an is a big city, isn't it? This is the ancient Chang'an, the first of the four ancient capitals of China. After we left the airport, someone came to pick us up. They were two men who looked to be in their thirties, wearing black suits and sunglasses.
When the seven of us just left the airport, the two men came up to Master Hu San and shook hands and chatted excitedly. Both of them looked quite refined. They should be soldiers. Soldiers have a special temperament that ordinary people cannot imitate. However, the two men acted like juniors in front of Master Hu San. Later, they pointed at the cars outside the airport and invited us to get in. There were two Audi A8s parked outside the gate, but as I guessed right, these two Audis both had military license plates.
The two men did not bring a driver and enthusiastically acted as drivers themselves. I was in one car with Mr. Hu San, Qin Qing, and Wu Zhicong, and in another car with Huang Zhenmin, Meng Lao, and Hanba, and we drove towards the center of Xi'an.
I was sitting in the back seat of the car, and Mr. Hu was sitting in the passenger seat. I asked curiously, "Mr. Hu, you also know these businessmen. You have a wide range of friends."
The man driving in front quickly said, "No, no, I am a disciple of the Hu family. It is my blessing to be able to pick up Master."
I shrugged my shoulders. This was true for these spirit-relief disciples. Master Hu San was just like our ancestor. Maybe these two were carefully selected from among the spirit-relief disciples in Xi'an.
They took us to the Xi'an Jianguo Hotel, which was quite big. The two middle-aged men took us in and talked to us for a few words. Then they asked us to show our ID cards and opened seven rooms for us. In the car, Mr. Hu San also told us to rest in Xi'an for a day or two before going to the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.
I don’t know the identity of that middle-aged man. Our room number is 888894. It is generally difficult to have consecutive numbers in such a big hotel, let alone room number 888.
I picked a room at random. The decoration inside was pretty good. After a whole day's journey, I was really tired. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon. I lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
At six o'clock in the evening, we went to the third floor of the hotel for dinner. The dinner in this hotel was not bad and very rich. There were two girls pouring wine beside us while we were eating. It was quite comfortable to eat. Although the dishes were delicious, the portions were small. They were the type that you could finish a whole plate of dishes in one bite. However, a plate of dishes could even cost several hundred yuan. Since I didn't pay for it, I ate half a hug. Then Mr. Hu San let us rest for half an hour, and then went to his room to discuss the archaeological plan together.