Zhou Bin hurriedly shook his head: "Really not, what is the treasure you are talking about?"

Zhang Laosan laughed when he heard it and said, "No, nothing, I was just asking casually. If there is no answer, forget it."

Then Zhang Laosan pretended to look around and then walked out.

Zhou Bin was suspicious. There was definitely something wrong with this guy. Why was he asking these questions?

So Zhou Bin decided to follow this man quietly to see what he was doing.

In this way, Zhou Bin followed him from a distance. After watching him go out, he walked straight out of the village and did not go to other houses.

This made Zhou Bin even more suspicious. This man was not just a junk trader. Maybe he was in cahoots with those tomb robbers.

Zhou Bin followed him all the way to the village entrance and watched the man run to a wasteland, throw away the two bamboo cages, and then push a motorcycle out of the haystack.

He looked around vigilantly, but didn't see anyone, so he stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Zhou Bin hid in the bushes and wondered to himself, why did this person come here?

Suddenly, he realized that this man was probably a spy for that group.

He must have come here to find out what's going on. If the villagers haven't noticed, they will probably be back tonight.

If the villagers noticed, they probably wouldn't come.

Thinking of this, Zhou Bin felt a little relieved. Fortunately, he came to ask him. If it was someone else, he might have let the words slip.

Zhou Bin thought about it and decided not to tell the village chief about this for the time being.

After all, he had caused a lot of trouble for everyone before, so he felt a little embarrassed this time.

If he doesn't come again, everyone will probably scold him.

Forget it, he decided to go and see what was going on first and then make a decision.

After thinking it over, he went home and waited for the night to come.