There is no need to describe what happened next, but it has something to do with the subsequent development, so I will also mention it.

The second uncle left after five days, I don't know if they found anything there, anyway he didn't tell me anything but agreed with me to have a good chat when we returned to Hangzhou.

The fat man and the stuffy oil bottle were not seriously injured, and after being treated, they were discharged from the hospital within two weeks. We did not go back to Hangzhou immediately, but went to Banai again. The fat man concluded that the stuffy oil bottle had a connection there, and that he might have to stay there for a long time until he got more clues.

Four days later we went to the lake again, and in the center of the lake we laid our respects to the bones, and set up a mound of earth.

It made me feel guilty that Panma never showed up again, but the thought of his sin alley also felt like a fate. With my professional salvage equipment in hand, I continued to carry out meticulous salvage, hoping to get more clues. More things were fished in, but nothing particularly critical was found.

Next, we are ready to enter the ancient village and carefully check the situation of the Zhangjialou. But at this juncture, all the oxygen cylinders were depleted and had to be replaced.

Coincidentally, after the last day of diving, when I was preparing to return to the shore, something happened to the lake.

We were still in the middle of the lake at the time, and as soon as the fat man came up, he called out, wiped his face, and pointed to the shore. I looked towards the shore and saw that there were not only clouds but also a large number of people, who were actually setting up tents.

"I'm cāo! What's going on? The fat man said strangely, "This has become a tourist attraction?" Why are you here again? ”

I took a few breaths and looked closely, and saw that many of the people who came were villagers from the village, and the clouds were chatting with them, and some of them were dressed in urban clothes and did not know where they came from. More people were coming down from the path we had come, leading many mules with their heads wrapped in them.

I don't know any of these people, John is not the second uncle and is back.

As I swam back to shore, I felt a little strange as the men had brought with them a lot of mules, big bags and so many things. A few large tents had been erected, and the rocky beach was busy, and a few people only looked at it with a little surprise, and no one knew too much about the few people who came out of the water in their pants.

We didn't know how to react at all, and when we walked to the side of Yun Cai and Ah Gui, I suddenly saw a person, the guy with a Beijing accent and a short figure that I met at Daddy Panma's house, was shouting at the villagers who were porters to do this and that, with a flying and domineering look.

I have seen this kind of person a lot in the Tao, and I remember what I heard at that time, he should have followed a běi jīng boss to this time, then these people may have been brought by the běi jīng boss. Could it be that they also asked the story of Daddy Panma, and are going to come here to find something? There are too many people!

When he saw us, he said hello. I didn't bother to think about it, so I returned the salute, passed by him, went to the clouds, and asked what was going on?

She whispered that she had heard from a few people in the village that a big boss had hired them to move things here, and they didn't know the specifics.

It's an awkward situation, and I don't want things to go this way, but this lake is public, and you can't say you won't let anyone else come. The target of this group of people is a few pieces, and I don't know if they know the truth about the iron pieces, or if they are just for salvation, and they can't do anything about it.

There was a steady stream of them, six or seven tents were erected, and all of them spoke in a Beijing accent, which made me feel like I had come to the Houhai beach in a trance.

Sit down and watch them do things while resting. It's actually quite depressing, like if you're playing on the court, and suddenly a bunch of people come in, all of them are tall and there are several times more than you, and then you can only rest obediently.

I cursed as I watched what they had brought in to see if I could find any clues. I don't know if I don't see it, and when I see it, my heart sinks straight down. In those large packages, there were several scuba trees, and many of the supplies looked like submersible equipment.

"People come prepared." The fat man snorted, "They know there's something underneath the water. ”

I turned my mind for a moment and said to the fat man, "Could it be that běi jīng has some old scoop handle who has come here to shop for goods?" Do you know those people? ”

The fat man said: "Most of the běi jīng are brokers, and there are few people in the Pan family who go to the ground in person, I think it may not be big." These people won't be from Sijiu City, I think they may be people we don't know. In recent years, there have been new forces everywhere. ”

"You are well-connected in běi jīng, do you know one or two?" I'll ask again.

The fat man shook his head, "I don't see any of them with hot faces, you let me take a closer look, but these people's Beijing accents are a bit weird." Wait, you'll ask you and see if I can find out who their boss is. ”

The fat man walked towards the busy camp and greeted one of the men in běi jīng, but the man ignored him. What kind of character is Fatty? Immediately followed, and they walked away.

I thought about what I could do, either wander around their camp and see what they had, or simply go to their boss?

In the end, I didn't do anything, because I couldn't stand up because of the net profit pain after diving, and my eyes and ears were also very uncomfortable, especially my ears, which were itchy and painful, and the sound was very strange to hear, and it seemed that diving like this was very harmful to my body.

I was thinking about what to do, when suddenly the stuffy oil bottle behind me pinched my shoulder.

The pinching was just right, I shrank my neck comfortably, and said that this guy had a conscience and wanted to give me a massage, but I heard him whisper: "Look." ”

I turned my attention back to the camp to see if anything was unusual, only to find another group of men in the woods on the other side, and one of them had been helped down from his mule. The five short-stature ones quickly greeted them.

When I looked closely, I found that the man was a little old with a bow and arrow, and when he came down, he staggered and staggered, and he couldn't even straighten his waist. He was surrounded by several retinues who came back and forth towards us.

I stood up and thought about it, but the stuffy oil bottle held me down. I turned my head and saw him short behind me, staring blankly at the visitor, and said, "Don't let them see me." ”

"What's going on?" I straightened up to block the stuffy oil bottles, watching them get closer and closer. The man who looked like a big man was a tall but extremely thin old man, and it could be seen that he must have been very burly when he was young. Because he was surrounded by several people, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I felt that this person was very old, and he had no strength to walk at all.

Bian Yigan waited, there were men and women, and they were even more mixed, and the five-short figure seemed to be introducing all the way. A few people walked as they talked, but instead of coming in front of us, they turned into a tent.

It wasn't until they entered the tent that the bottle let go of the hand that was holding my shoulder. I was pinched by him, rubbed it a few times, and asked him, "What?" Do you know this person? ”

He nodded, and said with a serior face: "Jude Kao." ”

"Jude Cow?" I was stunned for a moment, "This old man is Jude Kao?" Then he almost jumped. No way! These people are also the team of Aning Company, and this old man actually went out in person.

For a moment I didn't know how to react. Jude Cow had an established image in my mind, both certain and uncertain, a preacher with the face of Sven Hedin, but somewhat like Marco. Polo, that big liar. And in the stories my grandfather told me in my childhood, Jude Coe was the worst of the villains, and I used to imagine him as a monster with a big wolf face. I really didn't expect that he himself would describe an old man with a dry manuscript like this.

This kind of prediction strikes me as very strange and unreal. Grandpa's story is the equivalent of a fairy tale when I was a child, and now, the characters of the fairy tale suddenly walked out of my grandfather's notebook, and for a while, it was very confused.

What is he here for? If you look at this formation, you will know what is going on under the lake. After the snake swamp, he didn't give up the pursuit like us, and also chased here?

However, the direction of our investigation is completely improvised, and they do not have the same foundation as us, so how could they come together? Are they following all the time?

Thinking about it, it doesn't feel like it, if it was tracking, they couldn't do it

More prepared than we do. We didn't think we needed diving equipment here, but they brought it, and they must have known better, at least earlier. I was a little excited and a little scared at the same time. The presence of this old man here in person must be no small thing. His age is not suitable for long-distance travel, and this appearance must be a desperate gamble.

What's down there?

On second thought, the current situation is troublesome, and our relationship with them is too complicated. My grandfather and Jude Cow had a feud, and although I don't have any thoughts of revenge right now, this relationship makes it impossible for me to have any affection for them. And the grievances between the third uncle and Jude Kao are even more untidy and messy.

Even if there is no hostility between the two sides, there is a strong competitive relationship, and when the enemy is strong and we are weak, we have to think carefully about how to handle the relationship.

Gotta take one step at a time.

I suppressed the heartbeat of the burr and remembered one more thing - isn't the stuffy oil bottle amnesia? How did you know Jude Kaw? And what is he hiding?

Turning my head, I asked him. Still looking in the direction of the tent, he replied, "I saw him once when I was in the hospital." ”

"Hospital? Is it běi jīng or Golmud? "We were picked up from Qaidam by Jude Kao's men, but I don't remember meeting him, he must have been hit harder than we did.

“běi jīng。” He replied, "It's just a month." ”

That's when běi jīng heals. Depend on! Jude Cow has ever seen a stuffy oil bottle? Why didn't the fat man tell me?

Thinking about it again, if you want to say that the fat man of his mother is definitely righteous enough, but he definitely can't take care of people. When I was in Hangzhou, I asked him to look at the stuffy oil bottle, presumably half of it and half of it. And it's very difficult for a person like a stuffy oil bottle to get along with anyone alone, without me snorting and farting in it, the fat man's unslippery xìng grid must be staring at him with big eyes. When Stuffy Bottle met Jude Kao, he didn't know where to wander around, so he didn't know.

When I think of this, I want to curse, the stuffy oil bottle is a big card in our hands, why didn't we know that he had seen Jude Kao? In other words, if Jude is ruthless, it is possible for the stuffy oil bottle to be picked up by him, then we will not lack it. The fat man is so disheartening! The stuffy oil bottle is really, and it doesn't say anything.

"What is he looking for you?" I asked the stuffy oil bottle, "Why didn't you tell me?" Top dog. ”

He didn't answer, flashing back behind me.

Looking back, Jude Kao was helped out of the tent, looked around, put on his hat, and walked towards the tree on the side.

"What are you hiding?" I asked, "What about being seen by him?" Maybe he already knew you were here. ”

Shake your head and say to me, "We can't let them take the lead, we have to take their time." ”

"What do you want to do?" I asked.

He pointed to the scuba equipment stacked on the side, "Let's go grab scuba." ”