Qiu Laohu spread out the parchment, and his face was full of smiles. The paper was full of ancient Mongolian characters.

"Where did you find this?"

"Inside the cover of a black sheepskin sutra. This is a Buddhist scripture that I got from Dr. Zhong's wife, Shi Lili. ”

"You must have snatched it by force." Bai Lang said coldly.

"If you think so, I can't help it." Qiu Laohu said with a grin.

"Whatever it was, it's mine now. However, this is only 1/3 of the total information, and you have 1/3 in your hands. ”

"What about the other 1/3?" Bai Lang asked.

"I don't know, I thought it must be hiding somewhere, and I've been looking for it to this day. That's why I've decided to talk to you, and we'll go together to find the remaining 1/3. You have 1/3 of this mysterious information, and it doesn't make much sense, only if you find the rest, it will be complete. If the rest of the cryptic information is not found, the two ciphermaps will be useless. Brother, let's join hands and find the remaining 1/3, this is the wise move. What do you think? Bai Lang, let's shake hands! ”

"Disagree."

"What?"

"I'm Bai Lang, powerful in all directions! I wouldn't ask a hillbilly robber like you to help me with my work. ”

"If you promise to join forces, I will promise to return Zhong Qian to you."

"Where is Zhong Qian at the moment?"

"No comment!"

"Okay, goodbye, you get out!"

"You'll regret it in the future, Shirao!"

"I never regret what I do!"

This time the negotiation broke down, and Qiu Laohu left with a face full of anger.

A few days later, on the western plateau, a caravan was riding on camels, slowly advancing westward. The scorching sun shone down on them, and it was extremely hot.

Four people rode on the camels in front, and the luggage was placed on the three camels in the back, with seven locals each leading a camel.

The four men were all wearing sunglasses, white helmets, and white hunting suits. On each person's shoulder, there was a rifle that specialized in fighting fierce beasts, and many bullet belts were tied to their waists

Bai Lang sat at the front, followed by his subordinates Yue Hui, Xue Jin, and Nie Pei. They are full of confidence in this battle.

In addition, there was another camel caravan, which set off a day later than Shiraro and thus left behind.

This team is all ancient and Mongolian people. There were six of them in total, and they were all wearing sunglasses and plain white Gumeng clothes. On their shoulders, they all carried a short spear, and another Gumeng-style short sword hung from their waists.

The man seated on the first camel had a thick reddish-brown beard that covered his chin and a pair of large sunglasses that almost obscured his entire face. He is Qiu Laohu.

Five of his men rode on the backs of camels in the back. There were five camels further on, on which tents and various daily utensils were carried.

And all the camels that led them were from the ancient Mongols.

One of the five men wore a white veil over his face. The veil was so long that it covered his whole body like a cloak.

Although the man's face was covered, two particularly handsome eyes were exposed. There was also a short sword of the Gumon style hanging from his waist, but he did not have a gun on his shoulder.

The two camel caravans, walking in an extremely difficult and arduous tunnel of time, crossed the jungle, walked up the boundless grassland, and then advanced in a southwesterly direction.

A week later, in the middle of the night, a figure was slowly approaching Qiu Laohu's tent.

The stars twinkled like diamonds in the sky. The vast and boundless prairie looks very low in the starlight. Far away, along the banks of the Yamon-Tibet-Portuguese River, there is a lush forest that stretches for kilometers long.

In the dark and low night, the three white tents here are very clear. A little further away from them, there were a few camels. Those Gumeng people had also fallen asleep together.

As the figure approached the tent, it listened to the voices inside. After a while, he shook his head, and felt that what he was looking for was not here, and crept closer to a nearby tent, pressed his cheek to the ground, and peeked through the gap under the tent.

There was no light in the tent, but he nodded happily, as if he decided that there was something he was looking for. He drew the short sword from his waist, pierced the curtain of the tent, and crept in......

After a while, a small exclamation came from the tent, what seemed to be the voice of a girl.

However, the sound only screamed for a moment before it stopped, and then there was a dead silence all around. After about another 3 or 4 minutes, two people crept out of the tent.

Among them was the man who had just entered, and he had another person in his hand. The latter's face was covered with a white veil that reached his body like a cloak.

"Let's go, don't be nervous." This is the tone of Hakuro.

The person who covered her face with a veil was Shi Lili, no, she should be called Zhong Qian.

Bai Lang picked up Zhong Qian on his back and ran forward. The grass on the ground grew vigorously, reaching waist-high, and Bai Lang could only run forward fiercely while pulling the grass.

Ran under a huge rock in front of you and found a camel lying there.

Bai Lang put Zhong Qian on the camel's back, and then, he himself sat on it, and said in ancient Mongolian language: "Get up!"

The camel immediately stood up.

Shirarou drove the camel in a southwesterly direction. Thirty kilometres from here is their campsite. In order to rescue Zhong Qian, he rode a camel to this side alone.

The two of them rode on the back of camels, and looked back at the back, where the savannah was gloomy under the starlight, and nothing could be seen.

The camels are still galloping forward. After running non-stop for more than 5 kilometers, I was about to leave the prairie and enter the mountains and rivers. Nearby is a rolling forest. There was the sound of gurgling water from the valley floor next to it.

"When you get here, you can rest assured."

Bai Lang ordered the camel to lie on the ground and hugged Zhong Qian down. They sat on the ground and rested while eating dry food.

"Thank you very much, sir...... However, I was very worried. ”

Bai Lang felt that Zhong Qian's face seemed to be a gorgeous white rose through the faint starlight.

"It's a blessing to have rescued you safely, Shi Lili. By the way, Shi Lili is not your name, Zhong Qian is your real name, and your mother's name is Shi Lili. ”

Bai Lang said as he poured out some of the water in the water bag and handed it to Zhong Qian.

"On what basis do you say that?"

"This is the ......"