It was Ye Yixin who broke the atmosphere. The little girl was surprised and said: "Is this true, Miss Yang, is there really a curse on you?"

Before Shirley Yang could speak, Zhang Jin smiled and said: "Comrade Xiaoye, do you really believe in the curse? I'm just telling you nonsense. Don't take it seriously. But apart from this, there are other things about her grandfather.

What I said is true."

"Shirley, is what Comrade Xiao Zhang said accurate about your grandfather?" Chen Jiuren asked.

"Yes, Miss Yang, please give me a pleasant word." Wang Kaixuan urged.

He was suffocating in his heart. Why did they collude? It was Comrade Xiao Zhang who knew it! This time, the American girl must know how powerful she is!

Shirley Yang was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, what he said about my grandfather is true."

After receiving her personal admission, everyone looked at Zhang Jin with some disbelief in their eyes.

Wang Kaixuan exclaimed: "How about it, Miss Yang, is he a liar? Are you colluding with us?"

Hu Ba was once afraid that the fat man would offend his sponsor, so he quickly poked him with his elbow: "No one will think you are mute if you don't speak!"

"Lao Hu, turn your elbows outward!" Wang Kaixuan muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Brother Zhang, you are really good at scientific fortune-telling. You can make every calculation accurately!" Sa Dipeng said with a hint of admiration, "Then can you help me calculate whether there are aliens?"

Zhang Jin complained in his heart that it was you et Peng, and said: "Don't worry about this, there must be aliens in the universe, and some aliens have even visited the earth. Several world powers have begun secret research on aliens.

Already."

"Really? Can you tell me about it?" Sa Di Peng suddenly became interested.

Zhang Jin quickly waved his hand: "This is a long story. We will talk in detail when we have the opportunity in the future." He quickly changed the subject, "Miss Yang, do you think I am qualified to join this archaeological team?"

Shirley Yang and Chen Jiuren looked at each other before replying: "I have no objection. What about you, Professor Chen?"

Chen Jiuren thought for a moment and asked: "Comrade Xiao Zhang, why do you want to participate in this archaeological activity? Are you also interested in the exquisite culture of the Western Regions?"

"Yes, Professor Chen, I am not only interested in Jingjue culture, but also more interested in Queen Jingjue. Of course, the most interesting thing is the ghost cave mentioned in Jingjue culture, which is said to lead to the depths of hell."

Zhang Jin said, "My teacher once did a fortune telling for a ghost cave, but he couldn't figure it out, not even a one-sided conclusion, so I wanted to go and have a look."

"Oh, that's right, I understand." Chen Jiuren nodded, "Okay then, I also agree with you joining the archaeological team."

"Thank you Professor Chen! Thank you Miss Yang!" Zhang Jin smiled.

Everyone chatted for a while, and the three newcomers planned to leave. The archaeological team will set off in a few days, and they all need to go back and make some preparations.

After seeing off Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan, Shirley Yang sent Zhang Jin to the door and asked, "I don't know where Mr. Zhang lives. Can I go visit him when I have time?"

"Beijing Hotel." Zhang Jin said.

"Really? What a coincidence. I'm also staying at the Beijing Hotel. If Mr. Zhang has no other activities in the evening, I'll treat you to coffee."

“Always waiting.”

After leaving the archaeological team's yard, Zhang Jin walked out of the alley to the street outside and took a taxi back to the Beijing Hotel.

He could probably guess what Shirley Yang wanted to do with him.

At a roadside tea stall, Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan were chatting about the archaeological team. As they were chatting, the topic shifted to Zhang Jin.

"Lao Hu, do you think that Comrade Zhang is really from Xiangjiang? Why can't I recognize his accent at all?"

"It doesn't matter to us whether they are Hong Kong compatriots or not. Why do you care so much?"

"How did he know about such a secret thing as our going to Niuxin Mountain? Is it really calculated by some kind of scientific fortune-telling?" Wang Kaixuan still found it unbelievable, "But he wasn't particularly accurate, at least he didn't predict that we would encounter a big problem.

Zongzi.”

Hu Bayi put down his tea bowl: "Do you really think he doesn't know about our encounter with Zongzi? He knows so many details, how come he only ignores the big Zongzi thing?"

"What do you mean, Lao Hu, is he deliberately hiding this for us?"

"Nine times out of ten, have you noticed that, except for the big rice dumpling thing, he didn't tell many details about our fight. I don't rule out this possibility. Maybe he is afraid that telling us will affect our joining the archaeological team."

Hu Bayi said, "Of course, it's also possible that he didn't calculate these details at all. It's hard to say."

Wang Kaixuan was confused when he heard it, and couldn't figure out whether the other party knew it or not!

When Hu Ba saw the fat man like that, he knew that he couldn't turn his head around. He shook his head helplessly: "Whether Comrade Xiao Zhang is sure or not has nothing to do with us. Our task is to lead the archaeological team to complete this archaeological trip. Everything else is irrelevant.

unimportant."

Wang Kaixuan nodded and said: "That's true. But Lao Hu, what Comrade Xiao Zhang said later about the curse on Miss Yang, do you think it is true or false?"

"What do you think?" Hu Bayi asked.

Wang Kaixuan said: "I think it is true. Otherwise, if you think about it, why would she, an American, come all the way to China to fund this archaeological expedition and even participate in it personally? Is it really because she loves archeology? Is it really because she loves archeology?

Do rich people like this kind of thing where they spend money to torment themselves? I think this American girl must have an ulterior secret!"

As night fell and the lights started to turn on, in the coffee shop of the Beijing Hotel, Shirley Yang came to invite Zhang Jin for coffee as promised.

"Ms. Yang, just say it directly if you have anything to say. It's not your American style to beat around the bush." ​​Zhang Jin said while stirring the coffee.

Shirley Yang said with a smile: "Then let me get straight to the point. Does Mr. Zhang really know how to scientifically tell fortunes? Or is the performance in the afternoon really about scientific fortunetelling?"

Zhang Jin said: "Ms. Yang doubts me?"

"I suspect everything is abnormal." Shirley Yang did not deny it.

"I think Miss Yang doesn't need to worry. I won't be any harm to the entire archaeological team. On the contrary, I can ensure that everyone can complete this archaeological expedition more smoothly." Zhang Jin looked at her and said, "Besides, I also

Know how to lift the curse on you."

When mentioning the curse, Shirley Yang was silent for a moment and then asked: "How did you know about this?"

Zhang Jin said: "Is this important? What is really important is not how to remove the curse? This curse will cause the hemoglobin in your body to continuously drain, and eventually you will die of yellow blood. The only way is to find the Muchen Bead, also known as the Muchen Bead.

Only by using phoenix gallbladder and offering sacrifices in an altar at the ruins of the ancient demon kingdom in Kunlun Mountain can the curse be lifted."

"How do you know it in such detail? Could it be that you made it up?" Shirley Yang was dubious.

"The reason I know this in detail is because if I really find the ghost cave in Jingjue Ancient City, I will also be subject to the same curse, so of course I will figure out how to remove the curse in advance," Zhang Jin said.
Chapter completed!