Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 576 Stone Coffin

A Local Tyrant dong booked a flight from the provincial capital to the capital of Xianluo.

It takes more than four hours to fly from 9: 30 a. M. To 12: 30 noon.

Xianluo.

At the end of june, Xianluo was still in the rainy season, and it was raining heavily when it got off the plane.

Xianluo is a tropical region, which is divided into hot season, rainy season and dry season. Although it was the rainy season and it was still raining in the sky, the weather in Xianluo had gradually entered the tail of the rainy season and was about to enter the dry season, so there was a sense of stuffiness in the air.

Fortunately, it was also summer at home.

Instead, there was no need to take a plane with feathers, wrap it up like a penguin, and get off the plane and strip it into a white chop.

Fang Zheng and A Local Tyrant dong just got off the plane and were about to follow the crowd to the baggage check point to collect their luggage. When they walked to a glass corridor, one of the tourists suddenly let out a cry.

The tourist was also an asian, speaking a language that Fang Zheng could not understand, but with each and every word of it, Fang Zheng immediately recognized the nationality of the other party.

Tourists from all over the world are from my country.

Fang Zheng looked in the direction of the other party's fingers, and even he was stunned for a moment. Finally, he knew why the tourists reacted so strongly.

There was a freighter that arrived almost at the same time. At this moment, there were stone coffins unloading from the freighter.

At some point in time, the airport runway was filled with military vehicles, and the stone coffins were all mechanically transported to the military vehicles, surrounded by a circle of armed soldiers who were on alert.

Fang Zheng roughly counted the number of stone coffins in front of him, as many as 23.

Even, because of the heavy rain during the rainy season, the rain drenched the stone coffin, and a large amount of muddy mud washed down the coffin.

The yellow water flowed across the runway.

"Fang Fang, why are so many coffins brought down from these civil cargo planes? And look at the soil that washed down from the coffins on the ground. With so many coffins, could it be that they just came out of a large tomb or underground?" Local Tyrant also looked at the airport runway outside the glass corridor curiously and asked Fang Zheng in a low voice.

He continued to wonder, "But what kind of tomb or coffin would require so many troops to be responsible for security and transportation? Besides, since there are already troops in charge of security, why not be transported directly by military transport planes and land directly on the military airport runway?"

Fang Zheng had been watching the stone coffins unloaded from civilian cargo planes outside the glass corridor.

"Maybe these coffins were stolen from some country, so it's possible to hide them on a civilian freighter and bring them back secretly." Fang Zheng said casually.

"Or maybe these coffins don't belong to Xianluo. This is just a transit station, but the owners behind these coffins are so powerful that even a national army can influence... For example, cooperation between countries, but who knows?"

"If we want to stay in Xianluo and leave Xianluo safely in a month's time, I think we should leave this corridor early and not be curious about those coffins."

Curiosity killed the cat.

Fang Zheng thought that was the right thing to say.

When you try to pry into other people's secrets, you also have a pair of prying eyes behind you.

"Not in Xianluo? Transfer station?" A Local Tyrant paused.

A Local Tyrant dong came into contact with a different level from Fang Zheng.

So it was understandable that his mind was still in the peaceful past. Unlike Fang Zheng, when he was thinking about something, he subconsciously took the initiative to think if it had something to do with the recovery of spirit energy.

This was not to say that Local Tyrant was mentally retarded.

But, vision!

Different horizons, different worlds.

It seemed to be to verify Fang Zheng's previous words, the tourists here did not stay ahead, and quickly attracted the attention of the airport staff.

Not long after, airport personnel, with a group of Xianluo soldiers dressed in military uniforms, came to persuade the stranded tourists to leave.

The airport staff was very polite, and he acted as an interpreter, saying that people should not crowd in the corridors and obstruct other normal tourists. At the same time, it also kindly reminded that the airport runway was a military forbidden zone. Anyone who was taking photos or videos just now suggested that they delete the records voluntarily.

To avoid violating Xianluo's local laws and making the trip unpleasant.

If there were only airport staff here, perhaps these foreign tourists would not obey the rules and make a scene.

But in the face of armed soldiers, the murderous look was absolutely as sharp as a blade from the front line. The tourists on the scene cracked open like quails and took the initiative to hand in their mobile phones. After being checked by the soldiers, they were released.

Fang Zheng and Local Tyrant didn't care about their phones being checked.

Cooperate voluntarily.

Submit your phone.

They didn't take any photos or videos anyway.

Perhaps it was Fang Zheng and Local Tyrant's positive attitude to get the soldiers' favor. The soldiers didn't give them too much trouble, but after a little inspection, they let them and other tourists go.

Only the tourists who took photos and videos with their mobile phones were left in the area. They were under strict interrogation and inspection. If there were any questions about the purpose of coming to Xianluo, they would probably be sent back directly and the trip would be ruined.

Mixed in with the crowd, as they walked towards the baggage check point, Local Tyrant whispered, "Fang Fang, there's really something wrong with this Xianluo airport."

"Looks like Fang Fang, you probably guessed the right two things."

Now that he was still at the airport, Fang Zheng didn't talk much. He only said one thing and waited until he left the airport.

Local Tyrant immediately understood and kept quiet all the way.

Next, the party got their luggage and met with the crew very quickly.

The whole meeting went smoothly. They got out of the hotel and took the car that the crew had rented. After that, they took a bumpy ride for several hours before they finally reached their destination.

Another city a few hours away from the capital of Xianluo.

Time at night.

The night sky in Xianluo is cleaner and clearer than in china, and the light pollution is not as serious as in china. When you look up, you can see the sparse starry sky.

This is not to say how good Xianluo's environmental governance is, but to say that the backward areas do not have so many factory pollution, living pollution, water source pollution, exhaust gas pollution, the original natural appearance remains relatively intact.

The next step was to give Fang Zheng a welcome and a clean slate... In fact, it was more like a daily dinner party, not so many complicated forms. At dinner, the director personally came out to tease Fang Zheng, the horse of a thousand miles, finally willing to enter the film and television industry, and introduced Fang Zheng to the other stars present.

Because they had worked together in Dragon head lake village before, the atmosphere at the dinner table was very harmonious on the surface, and they were very polite to each other in front of the director.

Fang Zheng was also at the table and saw Ye Qianqi again.

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