Chapter 227 Who Was She?

It was already dark, and a bonfire had been lit in the archaeological camp, which stood out like a lighthouse in the dark valley.

The helicopter didn't leave. The pilot set up two tents next to the helicopter, one of his own and the other apparently made for Tu Wenjin and Tang Zixian.

The supplies brought by the helicopter had been transferred to the archaeological camp, where Tu Wenjin and Tang Zixian remained. A simple bonfire party was going on there. Ji Wengui recited a poem—Zhuge Liang's "Northern Expedition Memorial". He read so eloquently that the audience even suspected that he had been possessed by Zhuge Liang.

After reading the prose, Ji Wengui said, "Mr. Tu, please call the pilot. There's no wine, but there's tea. He brought us supplies. We should toast him and show our gratitude."

"That's not necessary. That's his job," Tu Wenjin said.

"No, no, I will ask him myself. If he's worried about the helicopte