After a lot of effort, Zhou Daoan finally confirmed that the sailor Peng in front of him was neither a ferryman, nor a suspected author of "Arabian Nights", but just a down-and-out gangster, and his interest in him was greatly reduced.

Making up the story of Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves may be the greatest achievement of sailor Peng's life! Seeing that his efforts were a bit in vain, Zhou Daoan didn't plan to continue talking nonsense with sailor Peng. Although the Ark gave him half a year to carry out the task, looking for a good guqin in a foreign country is similar to looking for a needle in a haystack. Zhou Daoan's time is not very easy......

"Hey, you've asked so much news, aren't you going to pay?" Sailor Peng was not happy, he jumped in front of Zhou Daoan, and almost wanted to reach out and grab Zhou Daoan's sleeve. However, seeing that Zhou Dao'an was wearing a robe with good texture, coupled with his young age, he had a deep temperament, and he was a little timid, so he stopped his gesture abruptly.

Zhou Daoan glanced at the sailor Peng indifferently - he didn't intend to bully this poor man who was already at the bottom of society, he said honestly: "I don't have any money on me." And the information asked is not a secret at all, worthless. Even if I don't ask you, just ask a random person on the road, and you can know. ”

"That's different, that's different......" Sailor Peng didn't dare to stop Zhou Daoan, but he was a little unwilling to let him go. In his cognition, how could such a single person, well-dressed, and looking for some "treasure" be penniless? It's not easy to come across yet...... No, it's a fat sheep sent to the door, why do you have to pick up two handfuls of wool!

So, Sailor Peng's mind spun quickly, and he said: "Well, I am also the most well-informed person in Basra, and if you don't even know what I ask, then no one here can answer you...... Professional things should be left to professional people, if you really want to find something, I can still help! ”

Zhou Daoan glanced at Peng, a sailor like kraft candy, weighed it in his heart, and felt that it was not a secret that he was looking for the guqin, even if he told the other party, he would not lose anything. Tell him to let him get out of the way!

"I'm looking for a good piano! It's the kind of piano from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, not a harp or a bad street......" Zhou Daoan described.

thought that after the description, the sailor Peng was either at a loss, or casually delayed time...... didn't think about it, the other party actually insisted that he had seen this kind of piano before!

"Isn't it the guqin of the Tang Kingdom? I used to be in Austria...... I met one of our famous local collectors! Speaking of which, I still have some friendship with this master! If you want to buy his collection, I can take you right away! ”

Looking at the assurance of sailor Peng patting his chest, Zhou Daoan couldn't help but hesitate. Sailor Peng's answer so briskly really didn't look like a fake. But...... This mission is too coincidental! As soon as I touched it, I met a broker; Just ask, the other party really has a clue!

In line with the principle of "come and come" and "don't suffer a loss if you see it", Zhou Daoan still agreed to go with the sailor Peng.

Sailor Peng immediately ran back to the broken grass hut behind him, put on the robe that was still passable on his face, and then locked the door casually, and happily led Zhou Daoan to the road.

Who knows, this area is a few days away! Yes, you read that right...... Sailor Peng left Basra with Zhou Daoan and headed for Baghdad, the capital of the Arab state! In order to make up enough money for the journey, Zhou Daoan had no choice but to dispose of a valuable jade pendant on his body (one of the gifts given to him by the elders after returning to his own sect). Peng, the sailor, ate and used his employer's with peace of mind.

In the face of Zhou Daoan's questioning, sailor Peng actually said confidently:

"The Tang guqin you are looking for is in the hands of our country's big collectors and adventurers! What? I'm talking local? That's right, the great collector did live in Basra for a long time, and that's when I came to his house to see his collection. He moved to Baghdad only 10 years ago, after all, Baghdad has been the capital for only 30 years...... Besides, Baghdad and Basra, aren't they both local to us? Are you Datang or Europa out of town?! ”

"What? What's the name of the big collector, you ask? How could I possibly tell you? The rule of our business is that you must not tell each other the news of the transaction before the transaction is successful, in case you contact each other privately, isn't it 'used up and lost' for us middlemen? You see, that collector doesn't know the truth about you either! I don't even know how much property you have and what your psychological price is...... That's fair! ”

If it weren't for the fact that they had already gone on the road, paid the carriage and horse fares, and the sailor Peng repeatedly assured that what he said was true, Zhou Daoan would definitely turn around and leave. He secretly swore to the main god of the "local" faith that if Sailor Peng fooled him, he would not mind letting Sailor Peng experience what it meant to be "full of peach blossoms" and "why the flowers were so red".

In this way, the two men followed a motorized convoy along the way and walked 3 (?) Questioning) days before arriving in Baghdad, the capital of the Arab Empire, thousands of miles away from Basra.

Zhou Daoan, who was in the dust, didn't have the heart to appreciate the charm of this "modern metropolis" established less than 30 years ago, and directly urged the sailor Peng to lead the way as soon as possible. After the sailor Peng questioned a few Baghdad natives, he turned around and finally brought Zhou Daoan to his destination.

"How? This mansion is spectacular, right? Our lord Abu 'Ubaid is a real tycoon! Let's go, let Sailor Peng knock on your door and introduce you to Lord Abu! He will surely welcome you, a guest from the far East. ”

When sailor Peng said this, he had already taken Zhou Daoan to find the place where the target person lived. When he got to him, he didn't care about saying the other party's name. However, the huge courtyard in front of him, which occupies an unknown area and spreads from the end of the road anyway, and the three-meter-high fence all show the wealth of the owner's identity.

This finally made Zhou Daoan, who had always doubted in his heart, calm down a little, and acquiesced to the sailor Peng stepping forward to knock on the door.

After a while, a waiter with a huge bun and a typical Arabic robe opened the huge courtyard door and glanced hesitantly at the visitor. Sailor Peng immediately stepped forward and said a lot. Although Zhou Daoan stood a little farther away, he heard it clearly, and roughly meant: Please inform Master Abu that his old subordinate, Peng, a sailor from Basra, wanted to visit him with an honored guest from the Tang Kingdom.

There was nothing wrong with it, or maybe it was the words old subordinate, Basra, and Tang guests that moved the waiter, and the waiter's attitude towards the sailor Peng was quite polite, but his answer was:

"I'm afraid that our lord has been inconvenient to meet guests recently-our old lady's condition has worsened recently, and the famous doctors invited are helpless, so ...... I'm afraid Master Abu hasn't had the heart to see guests lately......"

"Old lady? May I ask what the old lady means...... What disease did she suffer? Sailor Peng asked politely.

"Of course, the old lady is the mother of our old man Abu! Somehow, she had abdominal pain for a long time, and when it was severe, she even had a fever and vomited...... For this reason, we are very worried. "The quality of the waiter was good and explained patiently.

"Master Abu's mother? Zhen Lord goes up again, then he should be eighty or ninety years old, right? What a long-lived old man! May Lord Zhen bless her......" Sailor Peng also wanted to express his politeness, and pretended to pray for the old man.

Who knew that as soon as the words came out, the waiter's face was a little strange-

"Our old lady is only sixty years old this year! You...... Do you really know our master? ”

"Huh? How so? Of course I know Master Abu! As I said, 20 years ago, when Master Abu was in Basra, I was working in his fleet! At that time, although I was only a teenager, I had met Master Abu many times, and the old man liked me very much! Later, when Abu returned from the Far East, he invited me to his Basra house and to see the treasures he had brought with him from the East! ”

As soon as he said this, the waiter suddenly realized-

"Ah, you're talking about the old man! We are now in charge of the house with little Abu, the son of the old man! It's been almost 10 years since our old man died! You haven't been in touch with him in a long time, have you? I didn't know that his old man had returned to the arms of Lord Zhen......"

"Ah...... This ......," the sailor Peng suddenly blushed. He glanced at Zhou Daoan behind him weakly, and found that the other party was also staring at him with an unkind face, and his heart was embarrassed!

He kept saying how good his friendship with Master Abu was, but in fact, he didn't even know that he had passed away for almost 10 years. Obviously, this sailor Peng was just an "employee" when Master Abu lived in Basra, and he may still belong to the very marginal kind, what "the old man likes me very much" should be the old man's kindness and politeness to children...... As for inviting sailor Peng to the mansion as a guest, who knows if he followed a guest over to rub it over!

Sure enough, this failed broker who was full of running trains couldn't be trusted at all.

But Zhou Daoan had already boarded the thief ship, became a precious jade pendant, and crossed thousands of miles to Baghdad...... He has followed up this line to this point, and he has arrived at the door of people's homes, so he can't give up easily.

With the last glimmer of hope in his heart that he had sworn to the sailor Peng before and had seen the guqin, as well as a trace of confidence in the master behind the high-gate compound in front of him, Zhou Daoan took a deep breath, resisted the urge to beat the sailor Peng, and stepped forward in person......