Chapter 386 Where Have You Heard of It?
"Ah!" Both sides screamed at the same time. Feng Qi took two steps back and sat down on the pile of dirt.
Just as Zhong Jialing was about to shoot, Luo Jiu pulled her back and said hurriedly, "Wait a minute, it's a person!"
Luo Jiu kicked the hole wider and said, "Come out!"
The people inside climbed out one by one, and soon there were more than twenty people lying on the ground, gasping for breath and half-dead.
They had been locked in the enclosed space for too long and almost died from lack of oxygen. Now they were just gasping for breath.
It was already dark, and it was pitch black beneath the hundred-meter-deep fissure in the ground. However, the three men had hung several lamps on the earth wall when they dug the hole, so they could see clearly.
A quick count revealed that there were 22 people, including whites, blacks, and yellow-skinned Asians.
Men made up the majority, with only three women.
One was wrapped in a black robe, revealing only his face covered in sweat; one was a white girl wearing a headscarf, who looked to be in her twenties; and the other was the mysterious woman who had just stared at Feng Qi. A closer look revealed that she was very old, probably in her sixties. She was wearing a yellow robe and her face was smeared with colorful oil paint. Her face was full of wrinkles, but her eyes were particularly bright, making her look very special.
While they were so weak that they could only breathe heavily, Luo Jiu whispered to Feng Qi and Zhong Jialing: "I remembered where I heard this tune before."
Feng Qi: “Where?”
Luo Jiu touched his nose and laughed softly: "My grandma hummed it before, it's a divine tune from the Northeast."
The two of them suddenly realized, no wonder it sounded so familiar.
It turns out that what the old lady just sang was: The sun sets in the west~ Oh, the sun sets in the west and it gets dark, the city gates are closed and bolted. Nine out of ten houses have locked their doors, only one has left its door unlocked…
It is said that this is the lyrics sung when inviting gods in the Northeast region. Grandma always hums it when kneading dough. No wonder the three of them found it familiar.
This old lady was quite funny. She was still performing rituals when she was dying. But she was lucky because she actually invited three "gods" to her place.
Luo Jiu looked at the group of people. It seemed that the leader was a Middle Eastern man wearing a headscarf. He was holding the only oxygen tank in his hand and was the first to recover.
He commanded his most trusted follower in Arabic to open the box and give a gift to the good people.
In the last time and space, Luo Jiu and Zhong Jialing learned some Arabic in order to do business with the Middle East. The two looked at each other and silently looked forward to gifts.
The follower struggled to get up, took off the safe on his back and handed it to the man.
The man covered his face while entering the password, took out a 200-gram pack of compressed biscuits and two 250-ml small bottles of mineral water, and immediately locked the safe.
When he opened the safe, Luo Jiu glanced inside and saw about eight or nine packs of compressed biscuits and a dozen small bottles of water in the safe.
Luo Jiu recognized this safe, an old brand from the Middle East, bulletproof grade, and had seen the royal family of Saudi Arabia use it in the previous time and space. A safe costing millions, and it was used to store these things, which was really amazing.
But on second thought, it is understandable. After all, it is the end of the world, and food and water are more precious than gold.
They must have had enough money to survive until now. The strong black men in the team probably acted as bodyguards, and the others had their own responsibilities. But Luo Jiu didn't know why they were here.
The attendant handed the pitiful biscuits and water to Feng Qi. Feng Qi weighed the little stuff and thought, "Compressed biscuits are so sticky that it makes your neck choke. Who would eat this?" She only took a bottle of water as a token of appreciation and returned the rest.
Everyone present was shocked. A Chinese compatriot in his forties whispered in Chinese: "They are expressing their gratitude. These precious materials are what you deserve. Take them. Don't be polite to the foreigners."
Luo Jiu smiled and said, "Hey, compatriots?"
"Yes." The man said hurriedly: "My name is Wang Xiaobing, I am the guide hired by Mr. Angsa. I am a native Chinese and grew up by Daming Lake."
Luo Jiu nodded, "Why are you here?"
Just as Wang Xiaobing was about to speak, the leading Middle Eastern man, Ansa, coughed in dissatisfaction.
Wang Xiaobing smiled awkwardly and said to the white girl wearing a headscarf, "Ms. Grace, please translate for Mr. Ansa that the people who saved the people are our Chinese compatriots."
Grace wiped the sweat off her head and said to Ansa in Arabic: "Guide Wang Xiaobing had a brief conversation with them. It was these three Chinese girls who saved us. Perhaps it was Immortal Kong's magic that brought the favor of the gods, but they were the ones who rescued us from the secret room. I think they are the messengers of God."
Angsa nodded slightly, clasped his hands together and said thank you in English to the three people.
Grace expressed his gratitude to the three people in Chinese: "Mr. Angsa expresses his gratitude to you. Thank you for saving my life."
Zhong Jialing's eyes widened in surprise, "You speak Chinese very fluently."
Grace smiled and said, "No, no, I was an exchange student at Peking University and Tsinghua University for two years and I only learned a little bit."
After a few pleasantries, Grace, with Ansa's permission, introduced the basic information of these people to the three of them.
These twenty-odd people, except Cordelia in black robe, were all hired by Mr. Ansa.
Before the end of the world, Ansa was already a top rich man in a country in the Middle East. He had so much money that he couldn't spend it all, so he planned to do something exciting and organized a group of strange people to go on adventures around the world together.
His team already had butlers, servants, bodyguards, nutritionists, chefs, etc. After preparing the adventure plan, he recruited Grace, a top student who was proficient in multiple languages, to serve as the translator in the team.
One month before the end of the world, Wang Xiaobing and Kong Daxianer came over from China and joined the team.
Grace and Luo Jiu were communicating in Chinese, but Angsa couldn't understand them and soon became annoyed. He said he wanted to take a walk nearby, and several bodyguards followed him and walked through the cracks in the ground.
As soon as he left, Wang Xiaobing and Kong Daxianer immediately sat closer and told Luo Jiu and the others about this bizarre experience. Grace was the only one in the team who understood Chinese, and the other followers looked listless and had no interest in paying attention to what they were talking about.
Grace also joined in, and the three of them talked one after another. Luo Jiu roughly understood what had happened.
Who is Wang Xiaobing? In his early years, he wandered around the world, calling himself a wandering poet. In fact, his poetry was rubbish, but he had indeed been a tramp in more than a dozen countries. This person has a lot of experience in survival. In order to make a living, he has worked in many professions. He is good at wandering around, and his skills in deceiving people are even better.
Before the end of the world, Angsa listened to his bragging and really thought he was a real expert on Asia, so he hired him with a high salary to join his company.
As for the old lady he brought with him, she called herself "the Great Fairy" and was said to be able to communicate with ghosts and gods. She could even make chopsticks stand upright when she performed magic. Angsa was amazed by her and hired her for a large sum of money.
This group of people were really lucky; they had originally prepared for an adventure, but when they had gathered all the necessary equipment, they suddenly encountered the end of the world.
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