I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

Zhang Wanqing and Fengxi stood in the center of the village, surrounded by the villagers' cheers and grateful gazes. An elder slowly approached them, holding an ancient map in his hands, his face filled with deep respect and gratitude.

The elder's steps were slow, but each one was solemn and powerful. His eyes gleamed with wisdom, as if he could see through the mists of time. As he stood before Zhang Wanqing and Feng Xi, he bowed deeply, his voice hoarse and powerful: "Young heroes, you have not only lifted the curse, but also awakened hope for our village. This gift is a token of our appreciation. Please accept it."

Zhang Wanqing and Feng Xi exchanged a glance. They could sense the weight of the map in the elder's hand. They knew it wasn't just a map, but an unknown journey, a brand new adventure.

Fengxi gently took the map, his fingers lightly touching the intricate lines and symbols. He could feel the history embedded in every stroke. "We will cherish this gift, Elder," he said with a hint of respect.

Zhang Wanqing nodded, her eyes wandering over the map, trying to find a clue. "Where will this map take us?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.

The elder smiled faintly, a hint of mystery in his eyes. "This is a map leading to hidden treasure. Legend has it that it's a treasure left behind by an ancient civilization. But the journey is fraught with danger, so you must be careful." His voice was low, with a hint of warning.

Zhang Wanqing and Feng Xi's hearts surged with new expectations and challenges. They knew this would be a new journey for them, one filled with unknowns and dangers. But they also believed that as long as they were together, nothing was impossible.

They bid farewell to the elders and the village. The villagers stood at the village entrance, watching them leave, their eyes filled with gratitude and blessings. Zhang Wanqing and Fengxi gradually disappeared at the end of the road, embarking on their journey to find the treasure.

Following the markings on the map, they journeyed through dense forests, crossed turbulent rivers, and scaled precipitous mountains. Each step was filled with challenges, but their steps never faltered. They supported and encouraged each other, facing the difficulties and dangers of their journey together.

As time went by, the trust and understanding between them grew deeper and deeper. There was no longer any fear in Zhang Wanqing's eyes, only determination and courage. There was no longer any hesitation in Feng Xi's eyes, only resolution and wisdom. They knew they were ready for any challenge.

They crossed a barren desert, the sun blazing and the dust filling the air. Their lips were chapped and their skin tanned, but their eyes remained determined. They knew the treasure lay just ahead, and they couldn't give up.

Finally, they arrived at an ancient ruin. The ruins had been eroded by wind and sand, leaving only broken walls and ruins. But within these ruins lay the entrance to a treasure trove. Zhang Wanqing and Fengxi cautiously entered the ruins, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any possible clues.

The interior of the ruins was dim and cold, and the air was filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Their footsteps echoed in the empty hall, intertwined with strange noises from time to time in the distance, adding a sense of tension and mystery to the atmosphere.

Their eyes finally fell on a huge stone door, which was engraved with complex patterns and symbols, which were surprisingly similar to the markings on the map in their hands. They knew that this was the entrance to the treasure.

Fengxi gently touched the pattern on the stone door, his fingers sliding over each symbol, trying to find a way to open the stone door. Zhang Wanqing watched quietly from the side, her eyes lingering between the stone door and Fengxi, her heart filled with anticipation.

After some effort, they finally found a way to open the stone door. As it slowly swung open, a dazzling light shone from behind it, illuminating the entire ruins. They saw a huge treasure room filled with gold coins, gems, and various precious artifacts.

A flash of surprise crossed Zhang Wanqing and Fengxi's eyes, but they quickly calmed down. They knew that while these treasures were valuable, more important were the experiences and growth they had experienced during their journey. They smiled at each other, knowing that their adventure had only just begun.

Zhang Wanqing and Fengxi stood at the entrance to the treasure room, their eyes nearly blinded by the wealth before them. Gold coins piled high, gems gleamed alluringly in the dim light, and precious artifacts lay quietly, telling of a glorious past. However, beneath this tranquil wealth, a sinister aura quietly permeated the air.

Zhang Wanqing's eyes swept gently over the treasures. There was no greed in her heart, only awe for history. She whispered, "These treasures have witnessed so many stories, carried the hopes and despairs of so many people." Her voice echoed in the empty room, a hint of heaviness.

Fengxi nodded, his gaze undimmed by the wealth, more alert than dazzled. "These treasures shouldn't belong to us. They belong to history, to this village." His voice was firm, revealing a sense of responsibility.

They decided to bring the treasure back to the village to help the villagers rebuild their homes and improve their lives. However, just as they were about to leave, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the ruins, breaking the silence in the room.

Zhang Wanqing and Fengxi exchanged a quick glance, knowing the newcomer wasn't a good person. They quickly hid behind a pile of gold coins, holding their breath as they watched the movement at the entrance.

A group of robbers broke into the treasure room. Their eyes immediately lit up with greed when they saw the wealth filling the room. Their laughter echoed in the room, filled with greed and ecstasy. "Look! This is the legendary treasure! We've made a fortune!" one robber shouted loudly, his voice full of arrogance.

Zhang Wanqing and Feng Xi held each other's hands tightly, their hearts filled with anger and worry. They knew that these bandits would not be satisfied with just taking the wealth, they might hurt the villagers, or even destroy the entire village.

Fengxi gently peeked out from behind the pile of gold coins, his gaze sweeping over the bandits, searching for an opportunity. His hand quietly reached for the hilt of the sword at his waist, ready to strike at any moment. Zhang Wanqing, on the other hand, kept a close eye on the bandits' movements, quickly formulating a plan in her mind.

At this moment, a bandit noticed Fengxi's movements and shouted, "Someone is here!" The other bandits immediately became alert, drew their weapons, and searched around.

Zhang Wanqing and Feng Xi knew they could no longer hide. They stood up and faced the bandits. Feng Xi's hand tightened on the hilt of his sword, his eyes filled with determination and courage. "These treasures do not belong to you, they belong to this village." His voice echoed in the room with an unquestionable majesty.

The bandits were stunned for a moment, but they quickly regained their greedy nature. "Haha, you two think you can stop us? Don't dream!" One of the bandits laughed, brandishing his knife and rushing towards Fengxi.

Fengxi quickly drew his sword and engaged the bandits. His swordsmanship was sharp and accurate, and every swing of his sword was accompanied by the sound of wind. Zhang Wanqing was also busy, using her agility and wisdom to deal with the bandits, looking for an opportunity to subdue them.

The battle unfolded in the treasure room, the flashes of swords and the shadows of knives intertwined, and the sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the room. Although Zhang Wanqing and Feng Xi were outnumbered, their hearts were filled with justice and courage, and their actions were full of strength and determination.

After a fierce battle, the bandits were finally subdued. They fell to the ground, gasping for breath, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief. They had never imagined that two young men could defeat so many of them.

Zhang Wanqing and Fengxi stood before them, their eyes filled with no joy of victory, only deep worry. "You can go, but these treasures must stay." Fengxi's voice was firm and powerful, his eyes fixed on the bandits.

The robbers looked at each other, knowing that they were no match for the two young men. They could only nod helplessly and leave the treasure room in disgrace.

Zhang Wanqing and Feng Xi watched them leave, but they didn't relax. They knew that the bandits might come back, and they had to be prepared to protect the treasures and the village.

They began to sort through the treasures, preparing to take them back to the village. Their movements were exhausting, but their hearts were filled with hope and determination. They knew that these treasures would bring new life and hope to the village.