He Qing's biggest concern was naturally related to antiques.
Originally, He Qing had bought a ticket to Wutai Mountain.
However, after the mine learned that He Qing was going to Wutai Mountain, they patted their chests and took care of this matter.
The mine directly sent a car to He Qing.
He Qing didn't stand on ceremony. He filled up the gas in the mine and went straight to Mount Wutai.
The Wutai Mountain scenic area had not been completed yet, and it was snowing heavily.
Naturally, it was best to have a car drive in.
"This damn weather, it's so cold that it's killing me. No wonder it's called Qingliang Mountain!”
He Qing shivered as he checked the map in his hand.
Along the way, the cold wind whistled through the car door!
Wutai Mountain's dimensions were similar to the capital, but its climate was very similar to the northeast.
The low-lying area was already around zero degrees Celsius during the day, and at night, it was even more than ten degrees below zero!
And He Qing's destination was at.
The altitude there was close to 3,000 meters, and the lowest temperature in winter could even reach-40 degrees!
The cars in the mine all had anti-slip tires, so it was not too dangerous.
The car drove for a whole day before they arrived at He Qing's destination.
He parked the car under the leeward side of a huge rock and got out of the car to put on his military coat.
Not far away, a newly built weather station stood in front of them.
He Qing's destination was the ruins of the building next to the weather station.
This building ruin was said to be the former site of Yanjiao Temple, which was built a thousand years ago.
Two years ago, there were still people here, but now it was dilapidated and deserted.
This damned place and the damned weather. Not to mention tourists, even the staff on duty at the weather station didn't come out.
This was also one of the reasons Yanjiao Temple was abandoned.
In the evening, the sky gradually darkened.
Only then did He Qing come to the ruins. After observing the surroundings, he began to look for his target according to his memories from his previous life.
Half an hour later, He Qing found an ancient pagoda.
Now that the ancient tower had collapsed, they could only judge from the traces left on the ground that there was once a tower here.
After finding a place, He Qing naturally started to work.
It took him nearly two hours to clean up the surrounding gravel tiles with an engineer shovel.
Occasionally, he braved the cold wind to start the engine of the car to avoid being completely frozen.
If one sweated in the cold wind and caught a cold, it was very easy to get sick.
He Qinggan would return to the car to rest in a while.
Fortunately, the two jeeps were equipped with a heater, allowing He Qing to warm up her frozen body.
Just like that, He Qing went back and forth between the car and the ruins of the temple.
It was only in the middle of the night that he cleaned up the top of the tower base, revealing the clean failure below.
"F * ck!"
He Qing looked at the thick stone slab in front of him and cursed.
This stone slab was at least ten centimeters thick. He couldn't move it by himself.
"I have no choice but to smash it open!”
He hardened his heart and raised his shovel to smash the stone slab.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
After thirty to forty hits, cracks finally appeared on the thick stone slab under He Qing's feet.
"Phew!"
He Qing, who was almost exhausted, sat on the ground and breathed heavily.
"F * ck, the difference between this legendary skill is too great.”
After resting for about half an hour, He Qing went back to the car to eat some dry food and drink a few mouthfuls of hot water before continuing to work.
It was already late at night. Under the moonlight, He Qing moved away the broken stone slabs one by one.
Below the stone slab was a thin layer of soil.
Under the soil, hundreds of square and round ancient coins appeared in his sight.
He Qing ignored the copper coins, shoveled them to the side with a shovel, and started digging.
After shoveling a few times, He Qing's heart trembled. He found it!
Pushing aside the soil, He Qing saw a golden color.
It was the color that most bewitched humans!
Gold!
Chunhua Yuanbao carried a Buddha statue on his back to offer money!
How did He Qing know about this treasure?
That was because after the opening of the temple, the Xishan Province rebuilt the temple in order to promote tourism.
During the construction process, some workers excavated at least a thousand Chunhua Yuan Bao's Buddha statues and coins.
According to the analysis and investigation, these Buddha statues and money should have been buried here by Zhao Kuangyi. The amount was staggering!
Gold was dug out from the ground, and the migrant workers were fighting for it.
Although they recovered quite a bit later, a large amount of money was still lost.
There was no fixed amount of money in Yanjiao Temple!
And now, He Qing could finally make an accurate judgment for the unsolved mystery of his previous life!
The golden color that entered He Qing's eyes earlier was a golden treasure box.
After cleaning up the surroundings, he picked up the treasure box with all his might.
F * ck! So heavy!
He secretly exclaimed in his heart. This treasure box weighed at least a hundred pounds!
"We're rich! We're rich!"
He Qing was extremely excited.
However, the most important thing now was to move this thing to the car.
After putting in a lot of effort, He Qing placed the treasure box on the passenger seat and was so tired that he could not straighten his back.
"Let's rest first."
Sighing, He Qing locked the car door, leaving a gap of two to three centimeters on the window. He laid down the driver's seat and fell asleep.
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