It’s been such a long time and there’s no sign of those people. Could they really have died?
Marsson looked at the painful expressions on these people's faces, lowered his head helplessly, helped Brother Chongzi up, and took the notebook from him.
"This is the only valuable thing I brought with me!" Brother Chongzi also had a few pieces of exquisite jade in his arms, which attracted many people's eyes. But Maarsen was not interested!
He grabbed the notebook in his hand: "All of you take good care of him now, and don't touch anything of his. Believe me, I will pay you well enough!"
After saying this, he looked deeply at Brother Chongzi, took his notebook and rushed to the rural courtyard where Zhang Fan and others lived.
At this time, in the yard, Zhang Fan was still staring at a bowl of water, while Mr. Fei, the Taoist Zi Jin, and others were standing beside him.
"Mr. Zhang Fan, Maarsen has already gone down the well...Are we still waiting here?" Mr. Fei scratched his head and looked very anxious: "I am sorry for the trust of my leader. I am too incompetent! I can't stop them."
Listening to Mr. Fei's nagging, Nangong Manyun didn't care about him at all. She just sat there and stared at Zhang Fan.
Perhaps Nangong Manyun has not yet distinguished between illusion and reality, and has not figured out where he is.
"What will they get in the well? Treasures, or something about immortality!" Old man Jiang Hai muttered to himself! There was even some expectation in his eyes.
For this old man who is about to go insane, perhaps the only thing that can interest Jiang Hai in this world is immortality!
Zhang Fan looked at the state of Mr. Fei and others and shook his head slightly.
It's not that he was unwilling to stop Malson, but there were some things that he didn't need to interfere with.
His target was not the well, but the mountain that would appear after the rain!
As for the condition of Mr. Fei and others in front of him, even though he felt very sorry, he would not take action.
Everyone has his own destiny, and Zhang Fan doesn't care what their ending will be.
"Master, Marsson is here!" Taoist Zi Jin suddenly spoke!
Zhang Fan nodded as expected, but did not make any response.
At this time, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside. Maarsen grabbed the notebook, his face full of sadness and fear, and rushed into the yard!
“Stop!” Mr. Fei stood up and pointed at Maarsen and shouted, “What are you doing here? Haven’t you caused us enough harm… You thief, grave robber!”
His anger is justified and cannot be contained!
Even old man Jiang Hai had a look of disgust in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.
"Mr. Fei... I know you are very angry, but I hope you can stay calm!" Maarsen said calmly: "I am not here to find you, I am here to find Mr. Zhang Fan! I want to know everything under the water scene, you should understand that I am not a tomb robber! I am not looking for gold and silver treasures, what I am looking for... is more important than you think!"
"You're just a thief, but you make yourself sound so great. Do you think everyone is so easy to fool?" Nangong Manyun said with mockery in his tone.
Marsson ignored him, pushed away Mr. Fei's blocking way, and strode into the yard!
"Mr. Zhang Fan...I was wrong. I apologize to you!" Marsson bowed!
This scene puzzled many people. How could a dictator like Maarsen learn to apologize? This was unprecedented!
Zhang Fan did not speak, but the Purple Gold Taoist beside him said, "Marson, isn't it a little late for you to realize your mistakes now? The master has already told you not to touch upon things that you cannot handle. There is only death and endless despair below the wellhead, the master has already reminded you. You have already been contaminated by those things, and if you want to repent now, I am afraid it is too late to turn back."
Maarsen smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of death! I'm not afraid of anything you said. I'm just afraid that my ignorance will make me miss any opportunity!"
There was determination and responsibility in his eyes, and he placed the notebook in his hand on the table in front of him.
"Mr. Zhang Fan, this is the most valuable thing I brought from down there! My members and I have never opened the bridge! But I know that this note must contain the key to everything, and I want to use it in exchange for your help!"
Marsson spoke calmly, his eyes showing trust in Zhang Fan, and placed the notebook on the table.
The people nearby looked at the notebook, which was covered with a thick layer of green copper rust, with different expressions.
But there was some expectation in Mr. Fei's eyes. He wanted to see what was recorded in the notebook.
Zhang Fan raised his head: "Mr. Malson, you and your men have never had a good impression of me, let alone trust! Why did you suddenly take out such an important thing to cooperate with me? You paid the lives of eight of your men in exchange for all this! Don't you feel sad for them!"
Maarsen took a deep breath. "It was because of their death that I realized my mistakes! That's why I chose to find you and listen to your reasoning! Mr. Zhang Fan... stop pretending. I did lose some men, but I didn't tell you the exact number! You saw everything, right... You knew I would lose a lot of men this time, so you stopped me before I went down the well!"
His tone became increasingly excited, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter, showing his extreme anger!
When Zhang Fan heard his doubts and questions, he just nodded lightly!
"It's not too late for you to know this now, and this notebook is not as exaggerated as you think! It's just a personal notebook of a tomb robber, and the value it can provide is limited... However, the bug brother under your command seems to be a little unusual! He saw a lot of things that can be useful to you."
Zhang Fan picked up the notebook and threw it to Mr. Fei!
When Marsan saw this scene, he didn't say much!
Mr. Fei opened his notebook!
"It's the 17th day of the twelfth lunar month. Today, the weather is very cold. We encountered a rare avalanche deep in the Changbai Mountains. The road up the mountain is completely blocked! We can only choose a cave to avoid the severe cold and avoid being buried under the snow by the avalanche."
"On the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, we survived the avalanche and met a guide named Ma Dali! He led us through a deep cave and we appeared inside the primeval forest. Perhaps all this means that we are about to find the holy land! As long as we find that holy land, we can get endless money, which is enough for all of us to never have to take risks again in this life!"?
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