Lu Qing arched his waist and walked towards those strange voices, gradually adapting to the process of transforming from a prey to a hunter. At the same time, it seems that a window has opened in the depths of my heart, and majestic spiritual energy gushes out, like the glory of the Creator's gift.

After approaching the target, Lu Qing climbed a low wall and peeked towards the source of the sound through the starlight. I saw a huge circular pit in the middle of the ruins of the ancient city, with a depth of tens of meters. Around the crater, there are scattered armed forces armed with guns and fully guarded, and many strangely dressed people are digging in the crater with tools in hand. And the stench seemed to be emitting from them, and at the same time, Lu Qing realized that these people were poisoned. But who are they? What are you digging into?

It didn't take long for a conversation to reach Lu Qing's ears. Following the direction of the conversation, he saw two armed men with loaded guns and black visors walking towards the edge of the crater. Judging from the sophisticated equipment, the two of them must be the top of this armed force.

"How's the plan going?" One of the armed men, who looked like the ringleader, said.

"The guy surnamed Peng still won't say anything."

"Hmph, before you dig into the dungeon, you have to find the whereabouts of that thing. We are running out of time, arrest more sandmen, and speed up the progress of the project. ”

"Yes, sir."

Hearing the conversation between the two armed men, Lu Qing was shocked. Surname Peng? Is it really such a coincidence?

At this time, Lu Qing saw a glimmer of hope in his heart, but he had more doubts. Who were the armed forces that emerged in Lop Nur more than 30 years ago? They seem to have taken control of Professor Peng, but why didn't they get the jade pendant? Those strong and terrifying things outside the ruins of the ancient city were made by the power of the jade pendant? One more thing, who are these sandmen? Could it be the compatriots mentioned in the black-robed man's notes? But why are they poisoned? Could the dungeon they were digging be the ancient ruins? This series of questions made Lu Qing's mind confused.

However, in order to solve this series of questions, Professor Peng must be found. But where is Professor Peng being held? Lu Qing inspected the direction in which the two soldiers had left, and found that there was an entrance to a cave there. Presumably that is the base of these troops, will Professor Peng be locked up in it?

But how do you sneak in? Just as Lu Qing was thinking hard, he suddenly saw a dilapidated house emitting black smoke, and he couldn't help but feel a light in his heart, so he quietly touched it.

"Lao Wang, there are not many rations this time."

"Whatever! As long as we don't starve to death first. ”

"But I'm homesick, or we'll ......."

"Don't talk nonsense, haven't you seen the miserable situation of your people?"

Lu Qing guessed right, this was a room, but the smell emanating from it was very unpleasant, like the smell of meat and rancid smell combined. Looking through the crack in the door, there were two cooks busy up and down, an old man and a middle-aged man. In appearance, they are not Han Chinese. When Lu Qing sneaked into the room, the two cooks didn't notice it until they put the alloy knife on their necks.

"You...... Who are you? When the old cook saw Lu Qing, who was in shabby clothes and his face was black, he was almost frightened.

"Whisper to me, I'll save you from the sea of misery." From their conversation, Lu Qing realized that they seemed to have been taken captive as well. This can be exploited.

"Really?" Another middle-aged cook, whispered in surprise.

"Tiezi, don't trust him, no one can save us." The old cook whispered to the middle-aged cook.

"Old bastard, believe it or not, I'm going to cut off your head and throw it in the pot now?" Lu Qing snorted coldly and scolded sharply.

"Don't, I believe it, I believe it. Can you put the knife down first. The middle-aged cook was taken aback.

"I know that you too have been taken captive, and if you are willing to cooperate, we can escape together. Are you really willing to die here? Seeing that the middle-aged cook had softened, Lu Qing held the old cook's knife and weighted it again.

The old cook was stunned for a moment, then sighed slowly.

"Well, I don't have long left this old bone. If it's possible, I want you to get the iron out. ”

Lu Qing withdrew the alloy knife and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who are these people? What are they doing? ”

"These are the remnants of the national army that have been forgotten here after the defeat, and no one knows what they are doing. Like you said, we're just taken captive. The old cook shook his head and said.

"And who are those sandmen?"

"Those are our compatriots, a small people living in the desert. Speaking of which, these armed forces were originally in the same breath as us. Only then they changed. The middle-aged man looked out the window, his face a little sad and a little resentful.

"And how did these sand people get poisoned?" Lu Qing asked again.

"They ......"

At this time, a rude scolding suddenly sounded outside the door.

"When is the meal opened? Lao Tzu is dying of hunger. ”

Lu Qing hurriedly hid in a rice jar that had bottomed out, and at the same time, a young man rubbed his stomach and walked into the room.

"Boss, wait a minute, start eating right away, right away."

"Don't be lazy with me." The young man glanced at the two cooks disapprovingly, and turned to walk towards the door.

"By the way, I'll prepare a separate meal and more oil and water later." As soon as the young man stepped out of the room, he turned his head and said.

"Okay, okay. Since it's an adult's meal, we don't dare to slack off. The old cook said with a smile on his face.

"It's not for the chiefs to eat, it's for a hard bone. I am afraid that it will not work if I don't give some oil and water every day. I'll have someone pick it up later. The young armed man commanded and walked out of the room.

Hearing this, Lu Qing's heart was shocked. There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. God has finally opened his eyes? Was this meal prepared for Professor Peng? When Lu Qing climbed out of the rice bowl, he saw the two cooks sweating profusely with steamed buns, and he was obviously frightened.

"Have you ever heard that there is a special prisoner held here?" Lu Qing wanted to confirm again.

"Prisoners? There are so many prisoners being held here, which one do you say? The middle-aged cook wiped the sweat from his head and wondered.

"A lot of prisoners?" At this time, Lu Qing's heart was half cold.

"Every once in a while, some sandmen are picked out of the digging pits for special detention." The old cook also interjected.

"Is there anything special about that?" Lu Qing then asked.

"We don't know much about that." The old cook and the middle-aged cook shook their heads one after another.

Lu Qing pinched his chin and fell into hesitation, time is pressing, should he take a gamble? The big snake is likely to be in the rear, and they must get the jade pendant before they find themselves, only in this way can they grasp the initiative, otherwise they don't know what kind of means they will use against themselves. And if the missing beaver is still alive, the deal between the two of them will still be valid. Even if the beaver died, he could make another deal with the jade pendant and the big snake.

It didn't take long for footsteps to sound outside the room again, and Lu Qing hid in the rice jar again.

"It's not dinner time yet, boss."

"Don't talk nonsense, if that separate meal is ready, I'm going to take it." A soldier entered the room and shouted at the two cooks.

"Who is this for? Would you like to be more hearty? The old cook asked tremblingly.

"As long as you have oil and water." The soldier waved his hand.

"Okay, wait a minute."

At this time, Lu Qing had already quietly crawled out of the rice tank, but just as he raised the silver alloy knife, the honest old cook suddenly slashed at the soldier's neck. The soldier snorted and fell to the ground. The middle-aged cook's face turned pale slightly, and he began to pick up the soldier's clothes and throw them to Lu Qing.

"You ......" Lu Qing looked at the two cooks with some shock.

At this time, the old cook and the middle-aged cook glanced at each other, and there was also a resolute look in their eyes, and they handed over the valuable things on their bodies to Lu Qing's hands.

"We don't care who you are or what you're going to do. I hope you can see that we helped you today and give these things to our family. If you can, take them out of the desert. After saying this, the old cook's face was full of sadness, and the middle-aged cook's cheeks were already full of tears.