Sean was a little stunned.

The two men ran away again, leaving him alone by the pond.

But I don't know why, this time he believes in his heart that the two people will come back, although the Chinese is ruthless and cheap, but always gives people a sense of security.

So he took out the water bag, and after making sure that the water in the pond was not saline, he drank to his heart's content, filled another bag, and then lay down on the stone on the side and played with his fingers.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to see the bird appear not far away on Huey.

"Where's Chen?"

"He rode west on a black horse."

"So we're waiting for him here?"

"Well, he said let's wait here."

Wait until the sun sets. The black man was bored playing with the grass pulled from the ground, while the birds set up a bonfire and wiped their axes by the light of the fire.

"Brothers, I'm back."

A familiar voice appeared, and Sean and Asuka turned their heads to see Chen Jianqiu appear on the other side of the pond, and he was riding the black horse.

"We've got to get the saddle tomorrow." Chen Jianqiu's face was a little bruised, and his clothes were a little untidy, but he was full of energy. In stark contrast to him, the dark horse, dejected and exhausted.

Asuka took out a piece of oatmeal from his saddle bag and handed it to Chen Jianqiu, who seemed to be a little disgruntled because someone had robbed him of his rations.

Chen Jianqiu fed the oatmeal to the black horse, patted its neck lightly with his hand, he braided a simple halter with a rope, put it on the black horse's head, and then tied the other end of the rope into a horse knot and fastened it to a stone.

"When I came back, I observed the terrain, and the general direction was correct, and it shouldn't be long before I entered the mountain." Asuka stood up.

Chen Jianqiu snorted: "I'm worth the first half of the night, and you're worth the second half of the night." ”

"What about me?" Sean stepped in.

"You lie down."

The black man shrank back.

Chen Jianqiu took out the human skin he found in the sheriff's office from his bosom and studied it carefully by the light of the bonfire.

The human skin is somewhat obscure due to the time of day, but the picture depicted on it is still faintly recognizable.

On the far left is an altar-like place, and directly above the altar, there is a unique animal, similar to a snake with wings, covered with feathers, and even if it is old, you can see the magnificence of the previous ink.

This even reminded him of the similarly shaped "Singing Snake" in the Chinese Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Is this a god that is worshiped by any tribe?

The painting on the right depicts a valley with a strange edge line in the shape of an inverted mountain.

At the bottom of the whole human skin are several rows of neatly arranged symbols. Rather than words, the symbol is more like a miniature version of a drawing, with antlers and the head of an unknown animal...... Chen Jianqiu didn't see a name for a long time.

So he put away the human skin, took out the notebook again, and the road was bumpy, but he didn't throw it away.

The content in the book is written in English, and Chen Jianqiu's English level before crossing has passed the fourth or sixth level, so that there will be no situation where the letters in the book know him, and he doesn't know the letters in the book.

This is a diary, most likely from the old mine owner.

The diary is jumping, not kept every day, and some are even separated by months. The previous section mainly describes the military history of the former Northern Army colonel, from the Mexican-American War to the Civil War, and then to the Battle of Little Giant Horn River with the Indians.

The veteran has a staggeringly flexible moral bottom line: he is a Whig, but he supports a fight with the Mexicans because he has long planned to grab a fortune there; He was a general of the Northern Army, but he was passive in his battles with the Southern Army, because he had his own plantation in Mississippi; He betrayed his old boss Custer at the Battle of Little Giant Horn, resulting in the destruction of the famous general; He stabbed Crazy Horse in the back after luring him down.

However, these were not the focus of Chen Jianqiu's attention, he flipped to the back of the diary, and finally found what he was looking for.

December 15, 1880

Damn blizzard!

If I hadn't killed that damn Indian, the Union Army would still be chasing bison on the South Dakota prairies, and my stupid commander would have used that as an excuse to throw me straight to this place to kill the bandits

Bandits? Except for coyotes and deer here? Where are there any living people?

I might as well go mining! Morris and I negotiated to go to Stone Springs, where he had been sent as sheriff, and the ownership of a coal mine was being sold, which was a good deal.

Today I stopped a caravan selling smuggled goods on the road, full of fakes and worthless things, and even a human skin painting.

The hillbillies in Wyoming are really poor and insane.

February 20, 1881

Something went wrong in the coal mine, two workers died, and the coal was affected, so I went to Denver to get an engineer back, and I met Lockhart, the well-known archaeologist.

He went so far as to say that human skin was a treasure map. He must have something wrong with his brain.

April 12, 1881

It really seems like a treasure map.

Chen Jianqiu flipped through the diary again, and this was the last page. Although he did not know what happened to the old mine manager during the two months from February to April, he seemed to have found enough evidence to prove the nature of human skin.

He pulled out the human skin again and looked at it more closely.

Even if this is really a treasure map, they can't find the exact location based on the information on it now, not to mention, their main task now is to escape the pursuit.

He carefully wrapped the human skin and the diary, and put them away again.

After a while, the bird woke up, picked up the gun and stood up, and approached Chen Jianqiu, who was looking at the bonfire in a daze.

"Chen, go to sleep."

Chen Jianqiu nodded, he closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already dawn, and there were still stars hanging in the sky, and the distant horizon was white, and some daring animals even began to drink on the other side of the pond far away from them.

Asuka now has his knees together on the ground, his calves on the ground, and his hips on his heels, a bit like the way people in the Han Dynasty of China sit, facing northeast, staring into the distance.

The faint morning light bathed his young face from the side. I don't know what he's thinking.

Chen Jianqiu didn't know if he should disturb him at this time, but Asuka noticed his awakening first and spoke:

"My home was originally in that direction, where our ancestors grew up for generations."

Chen Jianqiu said that my home is still on the other side of the ocean, but he just asked, "Then why are we going south now?" ”

"We Sioux originally lived in the Dakota Bulak Mountains, which was our sacred mountain, and the whites expelled us, and then we went to war."

"Didn't you win?" Chen Jianqiu suddenly thought of the record in Colonel Robert's diary.

"But they started slaughtering bison on the steppe, cordoning off our place, and food became more and more scarce, and we eventually failed." Asuka's mood was a little low.

"My father chose to negotiate with them for the sake of the tribe, but was deceived by Robert and killed under the truce flag. The tribe was slaughtered, and I fled with the rest of the men, migrating all the way south, eventually escaping into Mount Yutain. ”

Chen Jianqiu didn't know how to comfort the young man in front of him, he suddenly remembered the humiliation that the land on the other side of the ocean was suffering at this time and the tragic experience in the next few decades.

But he also thought of his country, which was on the rise more than 100 years later.

He patted Asuka on the shoulder.

"Dignity does not depend on charity, after all, it depends on blood and fire."