If there is no news, go find the gravekeepers first and then make friends with them...

Strangely enough, after that midnight snack, Leng Sui became a "regular" around Wen Zichuan.

Originally, he had a private trip with Wei Jing and Wei Xiaoming. Coincidentally, Wen Zichuan also lived in Tianchen Lake. The people he followed had changed, but the place remained the same. He was very familiar with the place and felt very comfortable.

"Leng Sui, I'm on vacation." Wen Zichuan called him by his full name without any politeness.

"Mr. Aldridge asked me to protect you closely, and I was just carrying out the order." Leng Sui also looked innocent.

"I'm the company's artist! Who is he? Why do you listen to him and not me?"

"...He is Mr. Wei's VIP guest. Apart from Mr. Wei and Mr. Wei, everyone else must obey him."

In the past two days, Leng Sui followed Wen Zichuan wherever he went. It was said to be protection, but in fact it was no different from surveillance.

But he knew that Leng Sui had no bad intentions, so he couldn't get angry at him, let alone curse or hit him.

"I'm going back to Fengbo. Do you want to go with me?" Wen Zichuan said angrily.

"Of course. The car is parked in the garage, I'll take you there." Leng Sui answered in the same template.

Wen Zichuan sighed and gave up the idea of ​​going back to Fengbo to see his mother. Not to mention how scary Leng Sui was with his 1.9-meter height and muscular body, the fact that he was sent by Wen Duo was enough to make his mother worried.

This vacation made him anxious and angry. When he looked in the mirror, he saw that his lips were all chapped.

Ever since he became idle, he couldn't contact Cheng Sizhou at all. He went to Dengbo to pick him up after get off work, but his colleague told him that he had taken a leave. He went to the rental house, but no one opened the door when he knocked. No matter how many calls or messages he sent, no one answered or replied.

Brother Zhou can’t be angry with him, right?

If you are angry, what are you angry about him?

He didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

Leng Sui saw that he was feeling very anxious. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked, "You're in a bad mood. How about I take you to Li Le Men? That's where Mr. Wei and his friends go often."

"What is Lilemen?"

"A high-end private club."

"roll!"

Wen Zichuan was so angry that his mind was confused. He could accept having a bodyguard around him, but he was not the same kind of person as Wei Jing and Aldridge. He knew what the big guys in the circle liked to play, but that didn't mean he liked to play too.

After wasting half an hour, he felt it was a pity to waste time. Since there was nothing else to do, he went to Pinault's house in the scorching sun.

"You don't even have an umbrella. Aren't you afraid of getting a heat stroke?" Pinot welcomed them in, turned down the air conditioner, and went to the refrigerator to get a cold drink. He pointed at Leng Sui and asked, "Who is this?"

"I'm Teacher Wen's bodyguard," Leng Sui took the cold drink, "Thank you, Miss."

The word "Miss" made Wen Zichuan's forehead jump. He had never told Wen Duo about his sister's existence. Could it be that Wen Duo was so well-connected that he had even checked on Pinot?

"Do you know her?" Wen Zichuan asked Leng Sui.

"I don't know her, but Mr. Wei learned about the basic situation of the residents before he moved in. There's a screenwriter teacher here, so she should be her."

"Then why don't you call her teacher, but Miss?"

"Tianchen Lake Phase 1 was a luxury home built over ten years ago. It was limited in quantity and required full payment. Even the richest people in Dengyuan might not be able to afford it. But now the property rights belong to her alone. Her family must be either wealthy or noble..."

"Alright," Pinot shook his head at him. He didn't need to delve into his own background. "Let the big guy rest for a while. Look at him, his forehead is covered in sweat."

When Leng Sui heard her call him "big guy", his ears turned red.

Fortunately, the villa was big enough, so Pinot invited Leng Sui into the home theater and treated him politely with fruit snacks, then he took Wen Zichuan upstairs to talk.

"I went for a checkup a few days ago, and Dr. Cheng said my condition is quite stable. It's so hot that I'm too lazy to go out, so I just stayed at home and wrote the script." Pinault walked in front with her skirt lifted, answering her brother's questions about her recent situation.

"I heard that Second Voice doesn't do original work anymore." Wen Zichuan paused, choosing his words carefully. "Don't be discouraged or anxious. Once you finish writing the script, I'll cover the production costs. Besides, Xingyu Feiyu's publicity and promotion are much stronger than Second Voice's. I can ask them for help."

"Brother." Pinot turned around, a half-helpless smile on his face. "'Rose Heart' tells the lifelong story of Qin Dad and Song Dad, and it's not destined to be a commercial work. I have no shortage of production funds, and I don't rely on it to make money. Rather than widespread promotion, I hope it can be heard by those who are destined to hear it."

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Wen Zichuan smiled and lowered his head to look at the road. "If you need anything, feel free to ask me."

To be fair, when he first learned about the story of "Gui Xin", he was impressed by its grand background and profound meaning. But now he feels even more grateful. He is grateful to the protagonist of the story, Mr. Qin Zhihan, for adopting his sister and raising her as his own daughter.

Wen Zichuan didn't dare to think that if Pinault lived with him and Lin Hanzhen, he might lose his creative inspiration due to poverty and hardship, and instead be worse off than he is now, with a family background, a bright heart, and great talent.

"Regarding the casting of 'Rose Heart', do you still have the same idea as before?" he asked after going upstairs.

Pinot paused, a look of disappointment on his face. "I'm sorry, brother. I didn't expect you to sign with Xingyu Feiyu as an actor. If it's not convenient for you, I'll consider someone else."

When Wen Zichuan heard this, her heart, which had just been relieved, was in suspense again. Chen Yilan really didn't tell her that she was working with Mu Cen on an original drama about cultural relics.

Even if his identity as a contracted actor was not an obstacle, he had just collaborated with Mu Cen and was now working on a second project with the same theme. Not to mention Xingyu Feiyu's attitude, Mu Cen would definitely not be willing to do so.

But "Graceful Heart" means something extraordinary to my sister, and Di Ersheng has already made it clear that he will not create anything original, so how can I let her down in casting?

So there are only two solutions: convince Mu Cen to work with him again, or quit "The Long Road".

But the first one is difficult, and the second one probably won't work either. He couldn't make time for it before, and the crew had been waiting for a long time. Now it's finally on track. If he quits, it would be like letting everyone down. How could someone as responsible as Mu Cen work with him again?

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Pinault saw him lost in thought and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Nothing." Wen Zichuan put aside his thoughts and planned to tell her after he made a plan. "I came here because I want to discuss something with you."

"About the jade pendant, right?" Pinault guessed.

"Well, it's been a month since the photo was posted. I've checked all the comments and messages, and there aren't any responses that could be related to the Tomb Keepers." Wen Zichuan paused, "I'm wondering if there's a possibility that they left Beiling Village, found it difficult to adapt to life in the outside world, and returned."

"Of course it's possible. As the saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots. Even if the young people in the tribe want to see the outside world, the elders will eventually want to return to their hometown, right?"

"The old man today was also a young man over twenty years ago. Back then, when the tomb-robbing gangs penetrated the ancient tombs, they inevitably encountered the tomb keepers. Regardless of whether there was a conflict between the two sides or Wu Heng was deceived, as long as they found the tomb keepers, they could ask them to identify the real culprit."

"You want to go find them?"

"I've always felt that a tribe that has survived for hundreds of years deep in the mountains must possess unique survival wisdom. Furthermore, when Mom left, Wu Heng and the captain were already married and had children. They were determined to continue raising offspring, so it's even more impossible for them to simply vanish."

"But the ancient tomb has been robbed, so there's no point in guarding it anymore."

"You have a point, but in reality, tomb robbers steal the burial objects in the tomb. However, the ancient tomb is also the resting place of the tomb owner. They have been guarding it for hundreds or even thousands of years, not just the burial objects, but also the respect and thoughts for the tomb owner."

In ancient Chinese culture, people valued "death" far more than "life".

The robbing of the ancient tombs in Beiling Village is indeed regrettable, but would the tomb keepers completely abandon the place they have defended for hundreds and thousands of years just because the tombs were robbed? This does not make sense.

Pinault understood what he meant. After all, it was better to visit the local area and look for new clues than to sit here and rely on pure guesswork.

"Unfortunately, I have to catch up on the script and can't go with you."

"Okay, take good care of yourself. Beiling Village is deep in the Dragon Ridge Mountains. I can't take you there even if you want to."

“…Will there be any danger?”

"It's okay. I have a fan who studies archaeology. He said that after an excavation site is excavated, everything that needs to be cleaned up is usually cleaned up, and in the end, only the ruins are left."

"But it's hot in the summer, and there are a lot of bugs in the mountains. Don't try to be brave. If you can't do it, come back first."

"Well," Wen Zichuan agreed, then thought of something else, "I also have a task for you."

"What is it?" Pinot blinked.

"The iron piece with DES written on it that Zhou Yitang sent you." Wen Zichuan pulled up the photo again.

"DES is the logo of Destin, a cultural relic trading company in Sinodang. Brother, remember the information Sally sent me, that the "Two Sheep in the Suburbs of Pu" was bought by Qin's father from Destin. We investigated Wen Duo, but we found Destin. If I'm not mistaken, the big boss behind Wen Duo is Destin."

"So, that piece of iron is the clue for investigating both cases together."

"Yes, Destan learned about the existence of the ancient tomb from the information brought by Wen Duo. He then sent people to Beiling Village to rob the tomb. Because of a missing porcelain gui, he fabricated another kidnapping case."

"However... Destin is an overseas company. Even if they are proven to be responsible, they cannot be punished."

"When Zhou Yitang was helping me review the script, he mentioned that the trafficking of unearthed cultural relics is prohibited in China, and the penalties for tomb robbing are very severe. If Destin wants to operate in an ancient village in China, can they accomplish it alone?"

"In fact, Brother Zhou has already deduced that they have accomplices hiding within the archaeological team from that year."

"Then there is another way, let Wen Duo come out to testify."

"If he was willing to come forward and testify, he wouldn't be hiding in plain sight."

At this point in the discussion, both the brother and sister fell silent.

They tacitly called Wen Duo by his real name instead of "father", proving that they really didn't trust this person much.

Wen Duo has been unwilling to reveal his identity so far. According to him, on the one hand, he is not sure who his accomplices are, and on the other hand, he believes that rash action in the absence of sufficient evidence will alert the enemy.

The most ideal situation now is to find the tomb-keeping clan and ask Wu Heng and the others to come out and tell the truth.

Moreover, although Cheng Sizhou said "I won't investigate anymore", he must have not let it go. If he could get solid evidence to help him bring down the mastermind behind the incident and fulfill Mr. Jiang's long-cherished wish, it would definitely be a great encouragement to him.

"How about I ask Sally about Destin? But people in Seno who deal in cultural relics are very cautious. The tomb robbery happened so long ago that we may not be able to find out anything." Pinault said.

"If investigating directly doesn't work, why not make a deal with them in the name of Mr. Qin?" Wen Zichuan thought of the page of records about Qin Zhihan's purple gold glaze six-eared porcelain gui.

"Buy or sell?" Pinot was a little shocked. "You don't want to sell it to..."

"Don't worry, I'm just fabricating a message to Destin. Didn't they kidnap Jiang Anyi just to get it?"

"It wouldn't be difficult to spread the word, but the porcelain gui is on display at the Lantern Festival. Will Destin be fooled?"

"It would be great if there was a cultural relic of the same specifications as the porcelain gui..." Wen Zichuan pondered for a moment. "Well, you can focus on the script first. If I can't find Wu Heng and the others this time, I'll think about how to make a deal with Destin."