Just as Hei Xia Zi was about to speak, Aning came up from behind and said, "Hei Xia Zi, people on the street call him Hei Ye. He and Zhang Qiling are our consultants for this operation."

"Consultant?" Wu Xie was a little unconvinced. "Brother, why would I be your consultant?"

Aning glanced at him and said, "These two have a price tag. Your uncle can afford it, but I can't."

Upon hearing this, Wuxie fell silent for an instant. After Aning walked away, he whispered, "It really is true that money makes the world go round."

Hei Xiazi said: "It's OK if you let me push the millstone. By the way, do you still want your sunglasses? We are going to the desert soon."

"Desert?" Wuxie was a little confused.

"Yes, don't you know that we are going to Tamutu soon?" said Hei Xiazi.

"Tamuta?" Wuxie remembered what he saw in the sanatorium.

"So do you want it or not?"

-

"Zhang Qiling, where are we going?" Ji Huaichuan was holding a water cup in his arms, which Zhang Qiling had just handed to him.

"Tamutuo." Zhang Qiling answered him while packing his things.

"What a familiar name. What are we going there for?" Ji Huaichuan continued to ask.

"Let's go find the Queen Mother of the West Palace." Zhang Qiling handed Ji Huaichuan a small bag of beef jerky, "Eat some of this to fill your stomach first."

Ji Huaichuan pinched the beef jerky in his hand and hummed, "I've been eating this for many days... Is there anything else?"

"No...dried plums." Zhang Qiling originally wanted to say no, but when he looked up, he saw Ji Huaichuan huddled aside with a wronged look on his face, his hands clasped and sobbing.