People from the Institute of Archaeology have already arrived at the ancient tomb site. There are a total of fifteen people going to provide support, including three professors and twelve students. Only Wen Qi and Fan Xiaoling are sophomores, and the others are either seniors or graduate students.

When Wen Qi arrived, the seniors were all gathered together talking about their own topics, and the three professors were also discussing issues. Only Fan Xiaoling was standing next to a pile of luggage like a poor little thing, staring at the entrance. When she saw Wen Qi, she jumped up, waved, and trotted over to greet him.

But before he ran a few steps, a voice came from behind him: "Where are you going? Keep an eye on your luggage. We are carrying professional equipment. If it is lost, we can't afford the compensation even if we sell you."

Fan Xiaoling stopped and looked sideways. She saw a beautiful senior with a proud look. She said expressionlessly, "I am here to study with the team. I am not here to watch your luggage. If you are afraid of losing it, just watch it yourself."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards Wen Qi, smiling happily. She was no longer the Fan Xiaoling who had been bullied for more than half a year ago just to fit in with the group. No one except Wen Qi could order her around for no reason.

The senior who was confronted was full of disbelief. Why could a sophomore girl be so arrogant?

The companion next to her pulled her clothes and whispered, "That's Wen Qi's little apprentice. I heard she's an intern master. She probably came here to act as a protector. You'd better not embarrass her."

The senior student's expression changed again and she complained, "Why didn't you say so earlier?" She was just thinking that Fan Xiaoling was feeling unbalanced because she got the opportunity to join the archaeological study in her sophomore year and wanted to make things difficult for her, but it turned out that Fan Xiaoling was not here to do archaeological research at all!

His companion curled his lips and said nothing. How could you not know such a famous person? Wen Qi had said more than once in the live broadcast room that one third of the talismans on sale were made by Fan Xiaoling.

After Wen Qi arrived, the three professors who were discussing the problem stopped and looked over together.

Wen Qi could only go over and greet everyone one by one. Feng Ce, who had brought her here, followed her closely. When she finished speaking, he even curled his lips and called out, "Professor Cheng, long time no see."

Professor Cheng, who is over fifty years old and extremely intelligent, suddenly laughed, "I didn't expect that Mr. Feng still remembered me. It's been almost three years since we last met, right?"

Feng Ce nodded and smiled faintly, "It has indeed been three years. At the auction that year, I was impressed by Professor Cheng's knowledge. Knowing that you were leading the team, I felt much more relieved."

It was obviously just polite talk, but when it came out of Feng Ce's mouth, people couldn't help but feel happy. Professor Cheng's smile got bigger, "Mr. Feng is too modest. It should be said that only with Wen Qi here can we concentrate on archaeology."

Hearing this, a hint of pride flashed in Feng Ce's eyes, and he looked at Wen Qi with a smile.

Wen Qi said modestly: "I am just a student in archaeology, and I still need more guidance from the three professors."

After praising each other for a few more words, Wen Qi and Feng Ce went to talk aside. Fan Xiaoling was very tactful and did not follow them. Instead, she walked to a chair, sat down and took out her mobile phone.

Wen Qi taught her a new spell a few days ago. She hasn't memorized it yet, so she needs to review it frequently.

Just as I read the beginning, someone stood in front of Fan Xiaoling. When I looked up, it was the senior student she had just confronted.

The senior student smiled and said calmly, "I was in a bad mood just now, and my tone was too harsh when I spoke to you. I apologize to you."

Fan Xiaoling blinked. It was the first time she encountered someone who apologized right after an argument. She was a little caught off guard. She smiled subconsciously, "It's okay. Just be careful next time. After all, others have no obligation to bear your emotions."

The smile on the senior sister's face froze for a moment, "Okay."

Fan Xiaoling looked up and stared at her for two seconds. Seeing that she stopped talking, she sighed and asked, "Anything else?"

The senior student said, “No more.”

Fan Xiaoling nodded, "Then please do as you please." Then she lowered her head and looked at her phone, with no intention of chatting further or getting closer.

Senior: ...

She stood there staring at the top of Fan Xiaoling's head, and when she was sure that this person really didn't intend to pay attention to her, she turned around and walked away with her high heels "clicking". Isn't she just an intern master? What's there to be proud of!

Soon, everyone got their boarding passes, checked in their luggage, and prepared to board the plane.

Feng Ce reluctantly sent Wen Qi to the security checkpoint. He waited until the person was out of sight before he turned around and left. As he strode out, he called Guan Changfeng.

"Sort out the work for the next half month and try to compress it into ten days, leaving me five days of vacation."

Guan Changfeng was not surprised at all and responded calmly with a "OK". After all, considering how Mr. Feng had become more and more clingy recently, it was already a huge breakthrough for him to be able to wait until ten days before pursuing his wife.

Three hours later, the plane landed smoothly.

The group rushed to the train station and caught the train to Longhe Town on time.

After getting on the train, Professor Cheng put away his luggage and said to everyone with a smile: "Let's have a good rest. This train will take more than six hours. We will have dinner on the train."

Wen Qi reported her itinerary to Feng Ce, but the latter did not reply immediately, which was a bit unusual. She was just hesitating whether to ask Guan Changfeng when Fan Xiaoling grabbed her arm and said, "Qiqi, let's go to the dining car! This is my first time riding a train with a dining car!"

Wen Qi ruthlessly exposed her, "This is your first time taking a train, so why not take a look around?"

Fan Xiaoling chuckled and pulled her coquettishly, "Let's go."

The hard seats they were sitting on were only three cars away from the dining car.

She stood up as Fan Xiaoling pulled her, and asked, "Does anyone want to eat? We're going to the dining car and we'll bring some back for you."

The students looked at each other and didn't dare to speak.

Wen Qi looked at Professor Cheng, "Would you like to bring anything?"

Professor Cheng smiled and said, "Bring a bottle of milk. I can never eat in the car."

Professor Zhang beside him also nodded and said, "I have the same problem as Lao Cheng. I just need to bring a bottle of milk."

"I'm different from you guys." The slightly plump Professor Li said with a smile, "I just like to eat the boxed lunches on the bus. Wenqi, please ask for me if there are any leftover lunch boxes. Please bring one back for me."

Wen Qi smiled and nodded, "No problem, if not, I'll buy you something else."

Professor Li nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, the food on the plane is not enough to fill you up."

With the three professors taking the lead, the rest of the students also reported what they wanted to buy. Most of them were water and snacks, and each person wanted one or two items, but there were too many people.

After counting everything, there were quite a lot of things.

Two boys took the initiative to say, "Let's go together. There are too many things to carry."

Of course, Wen Qi could get it back by himself, but it would be better if someone helped him, so he smiled and said, "Thank you, senior."

She was pretty, and especially cute when she smiled. The two graduate students who usually only focused on academics blushed on the spot, lowered their eyes and didn't dare to look at Wen Qi, and whispered: "It's okay, you're welcome, we are all here to serve you."

The four of them walked away together.

The rest of the students looked at each other in bewilderment. Those two shouldn't have any inappropriate thoughts about Wen Qi, right? She is the wife of the president of Feng Corporation! As it turned out, the two seniors really didn't have any extra thoughts. It was just that they didn't have many opportunities to talk to such a pretty girl on weekdays, so they were a little embarrassed.

It was not rush hour, so there were not many people on the train and the aisles were not completely filled with people standing. The four of them walked to the dining car smoothly.

On the way, they introduced themselves. The thin and tall one, who was over 1.8 meters tall, was Chang Jian, a graduate student under Professor Zhang. The shorter one with glasses was Wang Minghuai, a graduate student under Professor Li.

Because the two professors often work on projects together, they are actually very familiar with each other.

In contrast, Chang Jian was a little more talkative and took the initiative to say with a smile: "In fact, we all know you. We have all watched your live broadcast room, and I have placed an order."

Wen Qi was a little surprised, "Am I so famous?"

Chang Jian nodded, with a look of admiration on his face, "Each of your live broadcasts has over five million online viewers, which makes you a top streamer. Especially in the metaphysics category, you are very well-known."

Wen Qi really hadn't paid attention to these things, so he could only say, "Thank you for your support."

Fan Xiaoling poked her head out from the side and asked curiously, "Where did you receive the rune the next day?"

Chang Jian shook his head. "It wasn't the next day. I received it that night." He pointed at Wang Minghuai. "We were cleaning a cultural relic together. When I turned my head, the rune was hanging on the cultural relic. If I hadn't been mentally prepared, I would have fainted on the spot."

Wen Qi and Fan Xiaoling felt embarrassed but wanted to laugh.

Next to him, Wang Minghuai also had a lingering fear on his face, and couldn't help asking: "Is it true that every order of yours is delivered by ghosts?"

Fan Xiaoling smiled and said, "It's about the same. Ghosts don't get tired and can deliver several orders at once. The price is much cheaper than logistics."

Chang Jian also asked curiously: "Is the relationship between the Heavenly Master and ghosts so harmonious? Shouldn't they send ghosts to the underworld to reincarnate when they see them? Or should they just beat them until their souls fly away!"

"How can it be so fierce?" Fan Xiaoling said: "They have the right to live too!"

At that moment, Fan Xiaoling gave the two of them a detailed explanation of the life of a ghost after death.

The three of them continued talking as they walked to the dining car.

Wen Qi walked to the bar and reported the items she wanted to buy to the conductor according to the list. While waiting, she glanced at the two men who were sitting on the other side of the dining car and concentrating on eating.

Wen Qi only glanced at them twice and then looked away, but she was a little confused. These two people were obviously living people, but the yin energy on them was heavier than that of zombies. What was going on? The two men who were eating had sharp senses. When Wen Qi looked over, they noticed it, but they just pretended to be indifferent. When she looked away, they looked at them inconspicuously.

The dark-skinned man facing them took a bite of rice and whispered as he chewed, "They are not very old and their faces are very young. They must be students."

The man with his back to them nodded slightly and reminded them, "We are here to return the things. Don't make any unnecessary trouble."

The dark-skinned man laughed, "I know, let's talk about it after we finish our business." He licked his lips, a hint of greed in his eyes, "There's a very beautiful girl in there, it must be very enjoyable to torture her." (End of this chapter)