With kind words and the fact that we have become friends with his daughter Kestrel are also friends, he should be able to satisfy my heartfelt feelings.

But what I didn't expect was that the village chief looked very embarrassed after taking two puffs of the cigarette I handed him.

"Well, it stands to reason that Hanzi is your distant relative, and there is nothing wrong with taking you to see him, but the people of the scientific expedition team have explained, and they don't let outsiders get close to disturb their work progress, even I can only greet them from a distance, running errands for them or something, this is a bit embarrassing."

The village chief was embarrassed at the moment, but I was already sneering in my heart.

Because the village chief's slippery little eyes have already exposed his mercenary and careful thinking.

I turned my head to look behind me, and Wu Fatzi, who was listening to my conversation with the village chief with his ears pricked up.

Wu Fatzi immediately understood my eyes when he saw me, hurriedly stepped forward with a smile on his face, and then took out a small pile of 100 yuan bills from his arms and stuffed them into the village chief's pocket.

"Hey, village chief, you can help, you see we can't wait here all the time, if the brother doesn't come back for ten days, then won't we have to wait for ten days, village chief, help!"

The village chief looked at his shriveled pockets and bulged for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

"Ahem, that sees that you are also begging for affection, and you are so attached to me, just take you with me, but I can only take two people at most, and don't run around when you get to the place, everything has to listen to me."

Seeing that the village chief agreed, Wu Fatzi and I looked at each other, and then pretended to be very grateful, and thanked the village chief for a thousand thanks.

Kestrel is a woman with a bold personality, she seems to be not used to her father's mercenary personality at all, and immediately the unhappy expression hung on her face, but the other party is her father, she can't say anything, she can only look at us with an embarrassed face and smile.

Although the five of us were a team, and we all wanted to go to the mound to have a look, the village chief also said that we could only go to two people.

After thinking about it, it was finally decided that I would go with the old man and the young man.

Although Wu Fatzi has also seen Hanzi before, but Wu Fatzi is an open-mouthed person, this time we went to investigate the situation, in case this thing caused any trouble because of his mouth and exposed our details, it would be difficult to do.

Liu Tingting's pampered face, and most importantly, she looks so angry, you must know that the beast and beast who dared to shoot at Ximei were among those people, wouldn't it be remembered directly if she went.

Although Liu Tingting and I are natural enemies, I don't want that kind of thing to happen.

Not to mention the dog, with a bitter gourd on his face, it looks like he owes him 800 hangings, which affects his mood.

On the one hand, the old man is quite stable, and he is also very comfortable in speaking, and his skills are also very good, and the most important thing is that he can pretend to be my elder.

In other words, who would doubt the identity of an old coffin, isn't it?

Standing in the courtyard, you can see the huge mound at a glance, and the distance in a straight line is only two or three kilometers, and if you walk, you can walk there in more than half an hour.

But it was on a flat road, in the Gobi Desert, even the road in the village was yellow sand, and it was easy to get to the grave mound that seemed to be close at hand.

Therefore, it is necessary to use a means of transportation, and this means of transportation is the camel.

In addition to the three of us, there were two baskets on both sides of the camels for carrying things, which were bulging with unknown things, and they were covered with cloths.

Of course, we looked like outsiders in this outfit, so the village chief specially found two tattered clothes for me and the old man.

In order to pretend to be more like the people in this village, the old man and I smeared our faces a lot, and begged for a statue.

After about half an hour, we finally reached the mound, and in the distance we saw seven or eight tents stationed not far away.

And at the edge of the mound, there were more than a dozen people busy working.

"Stop, who's who?"

With a loud shout, a sturdy and fierce-looking guy stopped our way.

"Oh, little brother, it's me, I'm the village chief of this desert tomb village, you don't know me anymore."

"Of course I know that you are the village chief, I didn't ask you, I asked who the two of them were?"

As he spoke, the strong man looked at the two of us, and a pair of sharp eyes looked up and down the old man's body and me.

In order not to arouse his suspicion, I deliberately pretended to be nothing.

"Oh, they, it's the laborers I hired, who are responsible for bringing watermelons to everyone, this watermelon is expensive in the Gobi Desert, but I took a lot of effort to get it, don't you want to go to the fire for everyone."

"Watermelon?"

The strong man strode towards us, and after lifting the cloth covered in the basket, he saw a large round watermelon.

After raising his head and looking at me and the old man again, the strong man took out a watermelon from the basket, and then beckoned to the village chief and said, "Okay, let's go over, unload the watermelon and leave quickly." ”

The camel continued to move forward, and the old man urged the camel to rush to my side at this time, and whispered to me: "That person just now has a steady pace, and at first glance he is a practitioner with leg kung fu, be careful." ”

I have to say that this old man's observation is quite keen, but I also found this, but I didn't think the old man understood it as thoroughly.

Finally, we arrived at the center of the expedition camp, and the village chief beckoned me and the old man to help carry the watermelons, and placed all the watermelons on a fairly flat sandy ground.

"Come on, let's eat watermelon first to relieve the heat."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people who were still busy before all put down their work and ran over to eat watermelon.

The village chief exchanged a few polite words with the men, and then he held what seemed to be the best and largest watermelon, went straight to one of the tents, and ran in.

While everyone was concentrating on eating watermelon, I looked around and saw that there were more than a dozen huge sand pits at the edge of the huge mound in front of me.

In a nondescript corner, in a rather simple tent, I saw two men, one of whom I recognized at a glance as the man who had sold me the bronzes.

I turned my head to the old man and winked, then picked up a watermelon and trotted towards the improvised tent where the boy was.

The old man, on the other hand, greeted them warmly like the village chief before, so as to distract them.

"Hey, two, our village chief sent watermelons to comfort everyone, and I didn't go over when I saw them, so I sent one, take the opportunity to quench your thirst."

"Well, that's right, I'm smoking, give it to me."

The man in front of him is not very strong, but there is a faint anger between his eyebrows, and he must be a ruthless character.

Syllable!

The man slapped the watermelon into several pieces with one palm and ate it himself.

While the man was eating the watermelon, I turned my head to look at the man who was standing on the side.

I saw that the face of the boy was very ugly, it looked like he was malnourished, he was standing there and swaying, his lips were even more dry, and he was staring at the watermelons and swallowing them.

"Oh, Brother Hanzi, you're thirsty too."

As I spoke, I took a piece of watermelon in front of the man and handed it to Hanzi.

The man glared at me at first, but maybe he was afraid of something, so he didn't stop me.

Hanzi's eyes were all focused on the watermelon, and when he saw me handing over the watermelon, he didn't even think about grabbing it with both hands, and he ate a huge watermelon in three or two bites, and he could see that he was really thirsty.

After eating, the man reluctantly began to nibble on the watermelon skin, obviously refusing to give up any opportunity to replenish water.

Seeing this, I hurriedly took another piece and handed it to him.

In this way, I took three pieces of watermelon to Hanzi one after another, which made the man a little displeased.

He looked up at the group not far away, and there were quite a few watermelons in the group, and after giving me a fierce look, he strode out of the improvised tent.