Chapter 67: The True Face of the Treasure

[The author's backstage collapsed again, and it wasn't repaired and uploaded until now, and I took screenshots of the evidence and sent it to the group, and the backstage www.biquge.info of the pen fun pavilion collapsed several times a month, and I was really drunk]

With a blink of an eye, he had a not-so-glamorous but humane thought.

After a moment's hesitation, he squeezed out a smile, turned to look at the elder, and said, "The treasures are down there, dig them up, and my fleet will have to go!"

The elder panicked and said uneasily, "Please, take us with you, we can be your subordinates and obey your command!"

"But I have no shortage of men, and what reason do I have to believe that you are faithful?"

Silence, the elder really didn't know what leverage he had now.

Seeing that he stopped talking, the corners of Zheng Fei's mouth curled slightly, and he twisted his eyebrows in a pretended manner, sighed and said with a very embarrassed look: "It's all because I'm too helpful, so let's do it, I can give you a chance." ”

"Say!" said the elder.

"Let your people go down and find their way. ”

"Okay!"

The first person went into the water, and after dozens of seconds, he dived up, telling everyone that there were no dangerous animals in it, and several people in a row said so after going down, so Zheng Fei decided to go down to see it himself.

Take a deep breath and enter the water, which is as clear as spring water that has just flowed down from an iceberg, and does not contain any impurities.

Looking around, it looks like a closed basement, not to mention animals, not even a single aquatic plant.

There was a treasure chest in the corner, very old, and it looked like it had been sealed for many years.

Zheng Fei quickly swam over, trying to open it but found that it was locked, he tried to lift it, gritted his teeth and tried his best to shake it, it was heavier than a cow.

After trying for half a minute, he had no choice but to surface with his last breath.

"How's that going, Captain?" said the sailors, staring at him in a circle from the shore.

He didn't answer, wiped his wet hair with dry clothes, and said, "Santiago, when you get the treasure and set sail, you won't get on the boat." ”

"Why?" Santiago didn't think he was joking, and his gun fell to the ground, thinking he wanted to leave himself on this damn island.

"You have to keep learning to swim. ”

"But I'm already a good swim."

"Yes," Zheng Fei smiled slyly and said, "Then you go down and move the treasure chest out." ”

"I" Santiago is a bit of a void.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, it's too heavy for me to move!"

Santiago, in order not to slap his face, had to bite his head and jump into the water, and after about a minute, he struggled to lift the treasure chest out of the water with his thick arms.

"Damn, what's so heavy!" he grumbled breathlessly as he pushed the heavy chest ashore.

Zheng Fei patted him on the shoulder, couldn't wait to smash the lock, and was about to open it when he suddenly thought of something and retracted his hand.

"Let your men get out of here. He said to the elderly, and walked a few meters with Santiago.

"Abton, you go. The older man said with a blank face.

Abton whistled disdainfully, despising Zheng Fei for being too timid and letting others do everything first.

His disdainful smile stopped abruptly the moment he opened the box, not because he saw the treasure inside, but because his throat was pierced by an arrow, the inky blue arrow, which was soaked in venom, and died of blood in this era of backward medical treatment, not to mention the fatal part of the throat.

But no one sympathized with him, not even his companions, who had witnessed too much death during their half a month on the island and had long been numb.

After making sure that there was no other danger, Zheng Fei walked over slowly, helped Arberton close his eyes, and said, "Santiago, lead the guys to find a good place to bury him." ”

With that, his gaze was fixed on the treasure chest, and in an instant, an unconcealable surprise occupied his eyes.

"Heh," his hands trembled, sighing.

He didn't know how many silver coins these treasures could be exchanged for, only that in a few hundred years, any one of them would cause a frenzied competition among the predators at auction.

Extravagant crowns inlaid with countless gemstones, intricately carved scepters, gold and silver jewels are countless, and there are at least fifty kilograms of yellow, orange and orange gold alone!

The most eye-catching thing is that he saw a familiar work of art, both familiar and strange, because he had seen it on TV or in magazines and newspapers before.

The statue of Venus, the goddess of the broken arm, one of the three treasures of the Louvre, along with Leonardo da Vinci's masterpiece "Mona Lisa", was made in 130 BC and discovered on the island of Milos in 1820.

He can be sure that this statue is definitely the original figure, and there is no such thing as a high imitation in this era, and it has not yet been unveiled.

He suppressed his excitement and beckoned the sailors to take turns carrying it back to the ship, laying it in his own cabin and hiding it.

When he came to the deck, the old man clubbed a little timidly, for fear that he would not keep his word.

"What are you still standing here, why don't you get off the boat?" Zheng Fei said, taking the sherry wine handed by Anna.

Hearing this, the elder suddenly panicked, and said with a slight tremble: "But you said before that you would take us away, and Abton also lost his life because of you."

"So now you hurry back to the cave and bring all your people, we're leaving, understand?"

Before the residual panic on the elder's face had time to fade, he heard the news like the gospel of the temple, and immediately showed a smile and said with relief: "You scared me to death, thank you!"

"Okay, don't thank me, hurry up!" Zheng Fei swallowed his wine, looked at the back of the old man running away excitedly, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

I have to admire myself, just playing scheming to occupy the initiative and handle it freely.

Half an hour later, more than a hundred people arrived, and this group of hungry and frightened people did not forget to bring the stock of wild fruits and vegetables, as well as those shoddy wooden spears.

Zheng Fei arranged them on the South America and North America, firstly, because the two big ships had more space, and secondly, he didn't want to spend time with them all day, he needed to have private space, and he didn't like to be too crowded.

Anchoring, hoisting the sails, under the blowing of the sea breeze, the three big ships slowly left the island and re-entered the embrace of the ocean.

The next few days were very uneventful, getting up in the morning to exercise and have breakfast, then urging the sailors to swim in the sea, lying on the deck chairs in the afternoon, basking in the sun, eating fruit and drinking red wine, and at the same time letting the sailors cast nets to catch some delicious seafood, in the evening in the afterglow of the sunset, using a small stove to cook them in a bowl for each person, after eating, take a bath and go to bed with Anna or Vivian, by the way, and sleep a West Asian beauty, everyone knows that the posture of Ukrainian beauty is universally recognized.

This is life.

A few days later, according to calculations, it was about to enter the waters near Portugal and it was time to sail in the direction of the coastline.