Late at night, outside the Tengger Desert Camp.

Xiaomi tightened her palms nervously, and she lowered her head and spoke in a very small voice, as if she was afraid of being heard.

"Brother Fengfeng, do you look down on me? I think I am not normal?"

I immediately waved my hand and said no, absolutely not. No matter whether you are a man or a woman or a tomboy, you are all my friends. Don't think about it yourself.

Xiaomi slowly raised her head, she wiped her slightly red eyes and nodded.

"I'll keep it a secret for you. Let's not mention this matter anymore. Tell me about the red eyes. What do you think of that person?"

Xiaomi's expression returned to normal and nodded and said, "Red Eyes reacted so much to the Burning Tower Festival, and he spoke Rao Ping's words. This person should be sure that he is from Chaoshan."

The red eyes were hidden in Jin Along's brick room tomb. I felt that he might be invited to Hei Shui City like me.

"But, are there powerful tomb robbers in Chaoshan?"

I frowned and thought for a long time. I only thought of a group of more famous tomb robbers in that area. They are from the Southern School. They only know that their surname is Huang, and there are dozens of people. They are considered to be a group of tomb robbers similar to the tomb robbers. All of these people are surnamed Huang.

In the past, the closer the south is to the coastal areas, the fewer ancient tombs, and the more in the books are, the fewer ancient tombs are described as barbaric miasma areas. However, fewer ancient tombs are relative to the north. It does not mean that there is no one. There are still some. Even if there is one, the tomb robbers there, there is another way to make money, "fishing for a shipwreck."

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Take the Huang family I know for example. The ancestors of the Huang family have started to make a living by picking pearls. There is a saying that "one clam and one world, do not shock the dragon when picking pearls." This kind of work is extremely risky. Since the large-scale breeding of pearl musses in China, professional pearl pickers have gradually disappeared. Pearl pickers represented by the Chaoshan Huang family have gradually transformed and become a group of people who specialize in underwater tombs and ancient shipwrecks.

In ancient times, there were many shipwrecks on the sea. Only in the Nanao Sea in Shantou, there were at least 5,000 ancient shipwrecks. Later, the discovery of Nanhai No. 1 was just the tip of the iceberg.

At that time, the relevant departments did not pay enough attention to underwater archaeology. Because of this, the pearl-picking people made a fortune. There were not many people who had made up, but they were all worth millions, so they turned over.

I was eager to know if Hongye's surname is Huang. After I got back, I took a pair of socks. I bought the socks in Yinchuan. I have been wearing them for almost twenty days. The water in the desert is very precious and has not been washed, so I kept it. Hongye's feet are cold and she wants to wear socks, which is just for him.

When I arrived at the place with Xiaomi, I saw that Douyazi was left alone.

"Where are people? Where have people gone?"

Douyazi pointed to the distance and said, "Why are you panic? The person didn't run away, aren't that there?"

When I looked, I saw red eyes squatting on the ground in the distance, mostly my pants were retreating, and my bare butt was convenient.

"Hey." I walked over and called him.

"Give you the socks, put them on." I reached out and handed them to him.

He reached out to take the socks and smelled them. He took one sock and started to wipe his butt. Then he took off his shoes and put the socks on his feet, making me stupid.

"vomit!"

Xiaomi saw this scene from a distance and immediately started to retching.

My mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

Hongying didn’t know whether it was normal before, but it was definitely not normal now. I feel that he should be with Xie Qirong, and maybe he can become friends. Xie Qirong is from the Northeast and Hongying is from Chaoshan.

One south and one north, the dragon lying on the phoenix.

"How is it? Are your toes no longer cold?" I asked.

Red eyes stood up with his pants, reached out to me with a right hand, and said a few more words.

I couldn't understand their dialect, so I asked Xiaomi what he had just said.

Xiaomi said with a strange expression: "Brother Feng, he wants to shake hands with you."

I saw that his hands were black and shiny, and there seemed to be something yellow in the cracks in his fingernails. I immediately shook my head and said there was no need to shake hands. Ask him if his surname was Huang.

Xiaomi nodded and asked for helping me in Raoping's words.

After hearing this, Hongying kept scratching her head and then said a few words.

Xiaomi translated: "He said he forgot, it seems, and it seems that it is not. He only remembers coming here with several people. His friends don't know where they went. He stayed here to find them."

I asked a few other questions but didn't get the exact answer. I heard it for a while. Finally, I asked where the person he dragged out of the corridor that night. I should know this.

After Xiaomi asked me, Hong's eyes clapped her hands and turned her head and left, which meant she wanted to take us there.

Douyazai Xiaomi and I followed him to a place, which was about two kilometers away from our camp. It was a sand pit, dug out with bare hands.

There was a broken wooden board at the bottom of the sand pit, and there was a bed of Yinchuan Middle School on it. It seemed that he had lived in the sand pit two days ago.

I didn’t see the person who let the dog bite me. I said, where are the people?

Hong's eyes jumped out of the sand pit without any hesitation. He sat on the wooden board and wrapped himself in a quilt, and pointed to a corner.

I took a look.

There was a man's head in the corner exposed on the ground, his neck was buried in the sand before, his face covered in blood, and his head was hanging down and he didn't know whether it was death or life.

"Damn!"

Douyazai said in surprise: "Why did he bury this man alive!"

After jumping out of the sand pit, Douyazai exclaimed after seeing it, "I'm still angry, I'm not dead!"

I said I should wake up this person soon, and I still have questions to ask.

Douyazai nodded and slapped the man in the face.

This man was still unconscious and did not wake up.

Seeing that the man's face was covered in blood and his lips were dry and cracked, Xiaomi couldn't bear it and said pitifully: "Brother Dou, this man is so miserable, don't hit him."

"Ah! Bah!"

Douyazai slapped him again, and his voice was crisp and loud.

"Pity him?"

"No one can pity him!"

"How did he stab Xiaoxuan in the past? Xiaoxuan is such a good girl, and the intestines he stabbed with a knife is exposed! How painful! Xiaoxuan now has a scar on her belly, so I will beat him to death in a while! Avenge Xiaoxuan!"

Douyazai shouted loudly that Xiaomi dared not plead for mercy. Xiaomi looked at me with help, probably because she wanted me to persuade Douyazai not to be so violent.

The scene of me running out of the desert with Xiaoxuan on my back is vivid in my mind.

If I hadn't met a kind-hearted female driver on the national highway, if I hadn't been lucky enough to meet Dr. Liang for treatment, Xiaoxuan would have been gone. I was like Dou Yazai and I hadn't forgotten, how could I persuade Dou Yazai?

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt, I walked over and raised my legs!

He kicked him in the head! Dog thing!

"Look, look, there's a reaction!"

The man's eyes slowly opened a crack.

Douyazi squatted on the ground, grabbed the man's long hair, and slapped him several big mouths. I also joined Ouda and kicked the man several times in the head.

This man was buried below his neck in the sand. Even so, he still glared at us with a vicious look.

At this moment, Hong's eyes, who were watching, suddenly threw down the quilt and came over.

Then, Xiaomi screamed and turned around.

It turned out that Hong's eyes took off her pants and started to rush to the man. The watering made his head full. In such a cold day, the man's head was constantly steaming.

At first he tried to keep his mouth shut without saying a word, but later he started spitting.

Seeing him so miserable.

Douyazai and I looked at each other.

I smiled sinisterly and my right hand began to slowly move down.
Chapter completed!