Live fortune telling: Big sister will give you reincarnation at the beginning

Over the years, the oil drums may have corroded, so excavation work must be done very carefully to avoid disturbing the heroes.

They dug carefully, and the audience in the live broadcast room was so excited that they didn't dare to breathe.

"Qiang!"

The sound of iron clashing came.

"Captain Yang, there's something going on!"

Yang Li threw away the small fork in his hand and used his hands to pull away the soil, with a surprised smile on his face.

"Yes, great, I found it!"

"A complete oil drum! Great."

Everyone present smiled

The audience who watched the whole process unconsciously thought of three words in their hearts.

Very good!

In this bright-as-day situation, they gently dug out the entire oil drum and lifted it out.

After opening it, the oil drum was filled with dirt, which had fallen from the corroded hole in the box.

He groped for the remains of heroes in the soil and sorted them out bit by bit.

Yang Li put the found teeth in a sealed bag, his eyes were reddish, and he rubbed the teeth in the bag.

"Very young~"

"You see, all the teeth are very light in grinding. This is a characteristic of the Han people or Mongolians, the shovel-shaped door."

"It's great that we can finally send him home. This very young hero."

【? What are you doing? Digging someone's grave? Is that too much? 】

[These are the remains of the expeditionary force! Dig them out to take them home! 】

[Don’t spray nonsense if you don’t understand! Haven’t you learned Chinese history well? 】

[Wait for me to go home, go home for me, take me home! 】

【thank you! Bring heroes home! 】

[Although my history score is not good, I still burst into tears for no reason when I saw this. 】

Yang Li and the others put the remains in the sealed box they brought and expressed their gratitude to Yan Qing.

"Thank you, Master. Without you, we wouldn't be able to carry out this work so smoothly and bother you for so long."

Yan Qing smiled gently.

"You're welcome. They should go home. There is another one in the northwest..."

"What?! Great! Come on, come on, pack your things, let's go, it's going to rain tomorrow."

It was already 8:30 in the evening. Their last work lasted only an hour and a half. Yang Li thought not to delay Yan Qing's live broadcast.

After arriving at the place designated by Yan Qing, Yang Li looked up. She didn't know where the camera was, but there was a light curtain in front of her. It was really magical.

"Master, we won't interrupt your live broadcast, just hang up now."

[No, we also want to send the hero home! 】

[Yes, we can’t do it, but we can watch it off! ! 】

[Don’t hang up, don’t hang up, we want to see! 】

[After Su Lian last time, this is another moment that makes my Chinese blood boil! 】

【Remember history! Remember the martyrs! 】

"Look, they don't feel bothered. Just let us watch you and bring out the heroes."

Seeing this, Yang Li stopped talking and started working directly.

Soon, another oil barrel was found.

"This oil drum is not in good condition. It is severely corroded. It is possible that the skeleton is no longer there."

Yang Li was worried. They all put down their shovels and groped in the surrounding soil with their hands.

[It has been too long, and I don’t know how many heroes’ bones have been buried underground. 】

[Actually, to put it bluntly, there should be some under many high-rise buildings now. 】

[350 million people left Sichuan, but only 13 returned. This Chinese land was protected by our ancestors with their bones! 】

[Hope this one can be found too! 】

After a period of searching, Yang Li and the others only found one hand bone.

"Captain Yang, I've searched the surrounding area and still can't find it. How about..."

The team members wanted to say that taking a hand bone back would be considered a return.

Yang Li slowly shook his head and looked at the tired team members.

"You guys take a rest and I'll look for you again."

Yang Li walked one meter away and started groping.

"Ze Zai!"

Ze Zai, who was looking over frequently on the sofa, immediately jumped up.

"Okay, Master, I've been wanting to help you for a long time!"

He directly got into the phone and went to Yang Li's side.

The horns on the forehead no longer glowed with fluorescence this time, but turned into scattered starlight dots, falling where the surrounding skeletons were.

"Here, here, here, they are all there, just about 40 centimeters above the surface. Be careful."

【Lord Zezai! ! ! ah! ! ! ! 】

[Call Master Zezai like crazy! ! ! 】

"Huh? What are you calling? Don't call me. I don't have a phone and the owner won't buy it!"

Ze Zai replied to the barrage seriously, and after helping them find the remaining bones, he returned to Yan Qing.

[Hahaha, Mr. Zezai is so cute. I don’t want to call you, I want to call you! 】

Rao Shiyanqing is also a little confused. Is there any difference between the two?

Ye Mingzhu: Why don't you call me? Am I not worthy?

"Okay, it's finally all done. Thank you, Master, and... Master Zaizai for your help."

Yang Li gathered together a set of skeletons and put them into a sealed box. This one had to be taken back, and the soil on the surface was cleaned first before being buried in the Martyrs Garden.

[This work is very hard, and we also want to thank you! 】

[Yes, thank you for bringing the hero home! 】

[Really, I don’t even know what to say to express my surging psychological activities. 】

[Fortunately, there is no background music in the Master Space. Otherwise, I would not just cry. I would probably cry to death. 】

After Yang Li said goodbye to Yan Qing and the audience in the live broadcast room, he hung up the connection. The night pearl illuminated them down the mountain before returning to Yan Qing's place.

After walking around in front of Ze Zai for several times, he obediently returned Yan Qing's Qiankun bag.

[I hope they can bring more heroes home. 】

[It feels like their work is quite difficult. It would be great if there were any props that could help them find the remains easily. 】

Yan Qing lowered her eyes slightly, maybe...she could help.

"Hand out the second lucky bag tonight."

Before the audience could calm down, they saw the lucky bag jumping in the center of the screen.

Congratulations to user 'Qiye' for grabbing the lucky bag.

User 'Qiye' will receive 1 lily sea*.

The person on the other side sent a connection to Yan Qing.

[The master said tonight is free. 】

[Yes, yes, this one must have just arrived. 】

Yan Qing connected the line, the screen was split into two, and a haggard-looking woman appeared in front of the camera.

"Today's fortune telling is free. I will return the money to you after the show ends. What do you want to tell?"

The woman opposite was obviously taken aback, and then immediately introduced herself.

"Hello, Master, my name is Ye Zi. My daughter is missing. I have called the police for many days and can't find her. Please help me find my daughter. She is still so young, only three months old. Has she been He was abducted, please help me find him."

Yan Qing looked at her face, the lost daughter...