"It's not that I don't believe you. Pang Qiqi shook her head and clasped her hands, this action made her chest stand out extraordinarily: "I want to see what other means Yang Dingtian has." ”

Yang Dingtian didn't know Pang Qiqi's plans, took a tourist bus, entered the Golden Triangle, he really went to play around, came back, then rented a motorcycle, first went to Zhushui, changed the motorcycle, and went directly to a small village on the edge of the Heiyu River.

Why did she go directly to the Heiyu River, because Pang Qiqi said that she and Zhang Yan would take two people and would guard the Nanzhu Village on the edge of the bamboo water.

Judging from Zhang Yan's reaction, Yang Dingtian felt that Zhang Yan must be from the special forces, and Pang Qiqi was not weak, plus two female special forces, it should not be a problem to wait for the rabbit.

Even if they were guarding over there, Yang Dingtian searched over from the side of the Black Fish River, just like catching fish in the river, laying a net at one end and making a noise at the other end, and the fish naturally passed.

Of course, people are not fish, Khan Ma can kill Thai special forces, and it is not an ordinary role, knowing that Pang Qiqi and they are guarding Nanzhu Village, maybe they will not go over, but will only hide somewhere.

Because as long as he can hide for seven days and don't find Pang Qiqi, he wins, so why go out?

Therefore, Yang Dingtian has to search all the way from the side of the Blackfish River.

One thing is more troublesome, when you enter the mountain, Yang Dingtian can control countless animals, but whether it is a bee or a wild boar or a bird or a snake, they will not recognize people's faces, at least they will not look at photos.

"If only bees could recognize people's faces, find a swarm of bees, recognize them, release tens of thousands of them, all over the mountains, and find out the ghost in minutes. ”

Yang Dingtian shook the complaint.

Animals distinguish people and things, mainly by smell, by the smell left, even if the mother recognizes the young son, if the smell is wrong, it will think that it is not its own young.

For example, if a living person touches a kitten, the mother cat will not feed the milk and let the kitten starve to death.

The lion is even more exaggerated, and when he finds that the smell is wrong, he will directly eat the lion cub as a snack.

But dogs seem to be exceptional, dogs can recognize the owner's face, far away, see the owner's figure, can recognize, it is estimated that human beings have been getting along for tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years, and developed this function.

The village on this side of the Heiyu River, called the fish head village, is not big or small, there is a stone village, built on the slope of the mountain, some years, it looks old, but outside the village, there are also many houses, built along the river, Yang Dingtian estimated, far and near, there should be hundreds of houses, it is estimated that there can be at least a few thousand people.

Assuming that the Hanma is hidden in the Blackfish Village, it is not easy to find out the Hanma from these thousands of people, not to mention that from the Blackfish River to Zhushui, there are 37 villages, hundreds of kilometers, and tens of thousands of people.

Yang Dingtian came up with an idea, and he first controlled a swarm of wild bees.

The wild bees in this Golden Triangle are real wild bees, big, wild, and poisonous, if they are really stinged by a dozen or twenty people, they can really sting people to death.

Yang Dingtian controlled more than 1,000 at a time, most of which clustered at a distance of 100 meters above their heads, and a small part scattered for thousands of kilometers around, forming a monitoring bee network.

Then, when he approached the stockade and met someone, he took out a picture of Khan Ma and asked if he had seen Khan Ma.

These villages in the Golden Triangle are more wary of strangers when they see them, but Yang Dingtian speaks fluent in the local language of this area, and then he said that Hanma is his cousin, and he came back to find someone.

As soon as this excuse came out, coupled with the local language, plus the smoke, it was really unfavorable, and all the people who asked responded enthusiastically, looked at the photos very seriously, recalled, they couldn't remember, and they also called relatives and friends to call people to recognize.

Sure enough, a person said: "It seems that I have seen it somewhere, by the way, on the ruins, just two days ago, on the ruins of the knife handle village, this vision is familiar to me, like a wolf, looking at people coldly." ”

The so-called ruins, is to catch the market, the knife village is a relatively large village in this area, there will be a market every Friday, and the people in the nearby village will go to exchange things.

Is this person sure he is right? Yang Dingtian is not sure.

Again, even if this person recognizes it, the appearance of the sweat horse on the ruins is very likely to be to drive the ruins, not necessarily in the knife handle village.

But Yang Dingtian decided to rush to the knife village.

The knife handle village is a bit of a town, and it is also built on the edge of a small river, on both sides of the river, large and small, tall and low houses, and you can't see the end at a glance.

In the center, a street has been formed, and there are some five- or six-story houses, inlaid with tiles, which are quite beautiful, making Yang Dingtian feel as if he has seen some mountain villages in China.

There are shops on both sides of the street, selling all kinds of things, and a restaurant, at this time it is also dark, Yang Dingtian is also hungry, go in, an old man in the store, see Yang Dingtian come in, actually asked in Chinese: "This gentleman, do you want to eat?"

Yang Dingtian was happy, and said in the local language here: "How do you know that I am Chinese?"

The old man was also happy to hear that he could speak the local language, and said with a smile: "It looks like it." ”

Yang Ding Tianqi said: "Why, is there anything special about the appearance of Chinese?"

The old man beckoned him to sit down and said, "Sir, your skin is whiter, the water color is good, it is definitely not Vietnamese or Filipino, they are darker, they can only be Chinese, Japanese and Korean, if it is Japanese, first bow your head, if it is Korean, you will be inexplicably arrogant, your chin will be raised, only Chinese, look at people and neither bow your head nor raise your head." ”

Hey, this observation is really careful, Yang Dingtian has to admire.

The old man asked him if he wanted to eat, so he asked: "The rice should be cooked temporarily, and there is no market today, and there are basically no guests at ordinary times, so I would like to give you some noodles." ”

"I can't get enough noodles. Yang Dingtian shook his head: "You still cook some rice, first fry me some game, there is a pound of rice wine, and a pound of rice is also cooked." ”

"A pound?" the old man was a little surprised.

"That's a pound and a half. ”

Yang Dingtian smiled: "I have a big belly." ”

The old man confirmed, and gave a thumbs up: "If you can eat, you are a good man." ”

The old man fried a plate of dried rabbit meat, brought a bottle of wine, and said, "Boss, let's have a drink together." ”

The old man didn't refuse, sat down, and took a breath, the old man talked a lot, drank some wine, it was even more of a talking basket, and opened a shop on this street, and he had a wide range of knowledge, and drank a drink, not only called Yang Dingtian a brother, but also the situation in this area almost gave Yang Dingtian a thorough question.

Seeing that the fire was almost over, Yang Dingtian took out the photo of the sweating horse, and the old man squinted at the old eyes and shouted: "This person, I have seen, I often come to the market, if I don't come every five, I will come on the fifteenth, it seems that I live in the Niujiao Village on the other side of the mountain, or it is the Sheep Village, eight or nine are not far from ten." ”