"Great! After you bury the supplies, stay outside the tribe. Taylor and I will go ask some more questions and come back to you later."
Lu Xuan gave Shen Keyin a few instructions, and then followed Taylor to find Alusha, who was tied up and hung on the wooden pole in the center of the tribe.
Before Lu Xuan could even speak, Taylor was already eager to engage in further negotiations. The dawn light was just beginning to break, and the sky was gradually turning pale. This urgency seemed to strike a chord with Taylor, and his tone couldn't help but add a hint of unquestionable determination.
After a brief exchange, Taylor seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted. He dragged Lu Xuan away seven or eight meters before speaking, "Brother Lu Xuan, he said that as long as we follow the lines on the back of the sheepskin map, we can reach the tribal branch in the southwest."
Taylor's words contained a lot of information, and Lu Xuan didn't react for a while. After thinking about it carefully for a few seconds, he slapped his head and quickly retreated south with Taylor to find Shen Keyin and the other four.
"Lu Xuan... we've already buried everything except these two shovels. We've buried everything else we think is useful. Meng Yao also found a few straw mats in the thatched hut that looked relatively clean, and we wrapped up all the food."
Seeing Lu Xuan and Taylor walking over hurriedly, Shen Keyin reported the situation here in detail.
"Okay, great, Keyin, give me that sheepskin."
Lu Xuan cast an approving look at Chen Keyin and the three people beside her, but his heart was as if attracted by a magnet, concentrating on the ancient sheepskin.
Chen Keyin handed the sheepskin to Lu Xuan with a puzzled look on her face. Turning over the yellowed back, Lu Xuan's eyes flashed with surprise - as expected, there were some marks on the back of the sheepskin...
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