Mr. Fei said somewhat dejectedly!
"This matter has nothing to do with you. You are just an investigator sent out. I can understand that."
Nangong Manyun comforts!
After eating the dried meat, Zhang Fan looked at Nangong Manyun and said.
"Who is this Mars? What qualifications does he have to be the sponsor of this investigation? And he is able to bring such a large group of people with us into the mountains. How did he get this privilege?"
Hearing Zhang Fan's question, Mr. Fei, who was sitting there, frowned and said.
"It's like this. Mr. Maarsen is a man from the United States. He is very famous internationally. He has established several charitable foundations and is committed to protecting cultural history. He has used his family's financial resources to purchase hundreds of antiques since 20 years ago. He has donated these antiques to museums around the world free of charge. Among them is our first-class cultural relic. However, he is a low-key person and no one knows if he has any other identity."
Nangong Manyun added: "He not only sponsors various scientific research teams, but also sponsors the navy. Mr. Guangben is a naval commander of an island country, but he retired at this age. I think this may be some privileges and proof of protection for the sponsor."
Taoist Zijin showed a look of surprise on his face!
“I didn’t expect this person to have such a background!”
Zhang Fan stared at the map calmly. This Marsson was hiding too deeply. No one knew his true identity. He was transformed from a dark creature.
No one knew the real purpose of this Marson, only he saw part of it through the place of prosperous energy.
However, he did not want to interfere in the affairs here. He just wanted to get rid of the strange aura in Wanku Mountain and help old man Jiang Hai complete the various events he would experience in the last three months and put an end to his regrets.
As for other things, he was too lazy to put in any effort to investigate!
However, if these people dare to provoke him, they will definitely end up in a miserable situation.
After deciding on the next direction, everyone started packing their bags, but... just as everyone was preparing to step into the mountains to look for the tribe, or the indigenous people.
Several of Malson's men were tied up like dumplings and thrown out into the jungle.
Hearing the howling of those guys, everyone immediately became alert and rushed to the edge of the woods to rescue them.
But when everyone got closer, they found that some young people who looked not much different from modern people, with short hair and wearing old-fashioned clothes, surrounded several of Malson's men and grabbed the sophisticated equipment on their bodies.
"you?"
Mr. Fei was a little surprised. He thought the local natives would be a group of savages, or they would follow some feudal traditions and dress like ancient people.
But I didn't expect that these young people in front of me were just a little old-fashioned in their dressing style compared to urban youths, with clothes popular in the 1970s and 1980s, but with more modern styles such as vests and tube pants, they were also good. Even their hair was not too long, all of them had very neat and clean short hair.
How could this be a savage? Rather, he looked like an ordinary person from a small country village who had not seen much of the world.
"Everyone, let's talk it over. We are here to explore the mountains, not to disturb you. We can even provide you with some help, so we are friends, not enemies."
Old man Jiang Hai came out. He looked like an immortal. Even though he looked a little embarrassed after the dangerous things he had experienced before, he still had the dignity and kindness of an old man.
So he stood up, more convincingly than anyone else.
When those short-haired young men saw Old Man Jiang Hai, many of them frowned. Then a young man with a bow and arrow on his back and a scimitar on his waist walked out from behind the crowd.
"You guys came through the Yixiantian Canyon? Am I right?"
Old man Jiang Hai’s eyes lit up!
The man had an authentic northern accent and could communicate normally, which immediately made him feel relieved.
"My dear little brother, we did come through this canyon and encountered some troubles. Do you know much about this canyon?"
The young man shook his head: "Everyone who knew about it died there!"
The faces of everyone present changed, especially Mr. Fei and Nangong Manyun.
After listening to what the short-haired young man said, they realized that the Yitiantian Canyon they had been traveling through before was a place similar to a forbidden area.
Anyone who passed through there eventually died there.
"It seems like you've been through a lot, but you can rest assured that, apart from these guys who want to capture our people, we won't be exclusive to ordinary people like you. You can go back to the village with us, and there you will find the answers you want."
The young man waved his hand, and a dozen short-haired young men beside him lifted up several of Malson's men on the ground and walked towards the depths of the jungle.
"What are they doing? Why don't they put my people down!"
Marsson was very angry, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was as pale as paper.
Brother Chongzi and the others exude a dangerous aura, and it seems that they are about to take action.
Old man Jiang Hai shook his head and said, "Maybe things are more complicated than we thought. These people don't reject us, they probably want to use us. Just like you want to use them to explore the way, Mr. Malson. If they don't catch your people, how can you listen to them?"
Marsson opened his mouth and looked a little guilty, but he still spoke firmly.
"Mr. Jiang Hai, we are all on the same side now. You should speak for me, not for these savages."
"They are not savages!" Mr. Fei stood up and said, "I seem to understand what they have been through. Their clothes and attire are like those of ordinary soldiers and even officers during the war of resistance in the 1950s! Mr. Jiang Hai, don't you feel anything about this?"
After hearing Mr. Fei's reminder, Mr. Jiang Hai suddenly realized!
No wonder I felt so familiar when I saw these young people!
Because the clothes and styles these people were wearing were obviously the most popular clothes and styles at that time when he participated in the war.
In other words, these people may be the descendants of ordinary soldiers who retreated from the battlefield after that support war!
Perhaps some of them were descendants of military officers, so it was during that period that these people chose to leave the village and get in touch with the outside world. But for some reason, after that incident, none of them ever went out again! ?
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