Hearing this, many crew members' eyes lit up, and the head of the crew in charge of publicity even had his eyes darting around!
"Director, director, I have a proposal"
"Let's not call the police for now. How about using this sword to make a promotional video?"
The man with a goatee said excitedly: "Look, director, how well-preserved is this sword? Antiques of this level can only be seen in museums!"
"Moreover, it is a genuine ancient treasure. If Miss Yuer is allowed to use it to shoot a promotional video, the two swords combined, once it is broadcast, the publicity effect will definitely be top-notch!"
"Of course, we won't destroy it, just put on a P0SE carefully..."
Hearing this, many crew members were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions became a little uncomfortable!
Using antiques to shoot a promotional video?
Is this really okay?
Would it be illegal?
Especially Tang Yuer, who was next to her, was stunned. Although she had thought about taking a photo when she first met the ruins, she was only excited.
Now that time has passed, she has calmed down. If such a precious cultural relic is destroyed due to abnormal filming, it will definitely be a huge loss in Chinese history.
Tang Yu'er hesitated for a moment, and just when he was about to refuse, he heard the fat director frowning.
"no!"
"An antique of this level cannot be destroyed easily. If this is really the sword of the First Emperor and is used for filming, wouldn't it be disrespectful?"
"But..." The person in charge of publicity wanted to say something else, but was blocked by the fat director.
"Shut up, there is no need to discuss this matter. The promotional video will be shot as usual. This place cannot be exposed. Do you understand?"
The little goatee opened his mouth, and finally he could only sigh helplessly: "I know, director."
"Okay, okay, let's take action! You can take photos and visit, but no one is allowed to touch this ruins! If it gets damaged a little bit, don't blame me for being rude!"
"This is the treasure of our ancestors. Do you understand the treasures of cultural relics? Please show respect!"
The fat director, who used to be kind and amiable in the past, is quite serious now, because only by seeing more treasures can he understand how precious the relics discovered by Tang Yuer are.
"No one can move until the police arrive!"
Faced with the fat director's request, everyone nodded without any intention of refusing.
After all, the First Emperor, as the most ancient emperor in Chinese civilization, can almost be regarded as the earliest among the Yanhuang bloodline. His style, even in the contemporary era thousands of years later, still infects every descendant of the Yanhuang.
Now that they have discovered a sword that was most likely forged by the First Emperor himself, how could they be disrespectful?
This kind of spontaneous worship comes from the admiration and surrender deep in the blood.
The crew carefully began to clean up the surroundings. They did not mess around randomly near the bronzes, but cleaned up the stones and weeds around the ruins.
Then the alarm for the alarm, the notification for the notification.
The fat director decided to temporarily stop the filming process for a day and move the crew's filming location here.
Because they just received a reply from the police, this place is too remote. If you want to come here, you have to do it the next day at the earliest. As the discoverers of the ruins, they have the responsibility and obligation to protect the ruins before the police arrive.
Faced with the fat director's proposal, many crew members agreed that no one had any complaints. After all, it was a rare cultural relic. It was most likely a treasure left by the First Emperor himself, so no one could be careless.
What's more, the next stage of their filming is also in the forest, so moving here is no big deal.
Looking at the lively crew members around him, Tang Yuer also straightened his back. I discovered this ruins!
But while he was proud, Tang Yuer was also a little lucky.
Thanks to my previous caution, although I picked up the Ding Qin Sword, I only held it for a short time and was extremely cautious. I even wrapped my hand with a piece of cloth when I picked it up, without any real contact. .
And while many crew members were busy, traveling long distances and preparing to transfer shooting props in the forest...
On an uninhabited mountain not far away from them...
.........
"Damn it, no mushrooms."
The man came out of the hole with a curse, threw the Luoyang shovel aside, and pulled himself out of the pit with all his strength, his face looking ugly.
"Who the hell said there was a baby here?"
"After three days of digging underground, I couldn't even find a copper path. There were only tree roots, let alone a pot, and there wasn't even a damn tomb!"
Can Mazi said in a grin, with an ugly expression on his face.
Can Mazi lives up to his name. He wears shabby clothes, has an unkempt beard, and has a wrinkled face. He looks about fifty years old. He is honest and honest. He is no different from ordinary rural farmers and has no physical disabilities. The reason why he is called Can Mazi is Because when he was young, his face was pockmarked and disabled due to an infection caused by an infection in his lower body, so he got such a nickname on the road.
However, although Can Mazi looks honest and honest, generally no one dares to provoke him on the road, because Can Mazi once worked as a warrior monk when he was young. Later, when the temple became famous, he relied on the Feng Shui and skills he learned in the temple to enter the temple. This line.
The experience of being a monk made Can Mazi extremely skilled and had a vicious vision. He was proficient in all kinds of sticks and firearms, especially his boxing and kicking skills, which were top-notch.
But the main reason why I dare not provoke him is not these, but that this Can Mazi really dares to kill people.
More than 20 years ago, there was a large tomb in Songshan. Many tomb robbers went there, and Can Mazi was one of them. But in the end, it seemed that there was a dispute because of the uneven distribution of the spoils. Can Mazi was alone in the woods. Li Shengsheng knocked all the other dozen people to death.
One of them was a descendant of a big force on the road. As a result, that big force had been chasing Can Mazi for more than ten years without success. Instead, many of his pursuers were killed, and the matter ended in nothing.
I still remember the big deal clearly.
However, today's trip to the ancient city of Xianyang was not as smooth as before.
"Fuck your mother, fuck you!"
"It's obvious that the feng shui has changed. There are treasures here, but why the hell aren't they? I dug up all the shit in three days!"
After spitting, Can Mazi crawled out of the thief's cave, packed his things, and prepared to try his luck in another fight tomorrow.
However, just when he was about to find a place to eat, he suddenly heard footsteps.
Um?
Anyone?
Judging from the footsteps, it seems like a lot?
