Returning to trouble, Xia Mo also knew that some things should not be rushed. Furthermore, he did not know the road, and bumping into him would only get him in. As for the guide named Shang that Shu Xin mentioned, who knows where he was catching insects.

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Due to the deviation in the location of Mao'er Village, Xia Mo realized that Shu Xin had deliberately concealed some information, so Xia Mo didn't trust the person she was looking for. He still had to find a guide by himself and walk around the surrounding mountains first.

Anyway, he only promised Shu Xin to come to Mao'er Mountain, but he didn't promise to do anything for her.

The hiking bag is quite good for stuffing things. Xia Mo took out a small cross-body bag from it, and then picked some items that might be useful from the hiking bag and put it in it.

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Xia Mo was playing with a small digital camera in his hand as he went downstairs. The clerk was sitting in front of the counter and yawning.

Hearing some movement, the clerk turned around and asked. Xia Mo followed his words and answered, asking the clerk if there were any locals nearby who were willing to be a guide. Of course, the guide is paid and the price is negotiable, but it must be reliable.

It’s best to go into the mountains frequently.

The clerk thought about it for a while and found that he did have a candidate, but that person lived in the fishing village at the foot of the mountain. He was an old antique who did not use a mobile phone and had a public face. If he wanted to find him, he would probably have to go down and have an interview in person.

Thinking that it would take a long time to drive, Xia Mo then asked if there were mountain bikes in the B&B. If so, you could rent one. However, the clerk shook his head and said that only mistresses were selling goods. Then

The Sanbengzi was bought second-hand and has a good temper. If an inexperienced person drove it, I'm afraid it would be ruined halfway.

Xia Mo's mind was a little messy, so he just wanted to persuade him to stop eating.

At this time, the hostess of the bed and breakfast came in from the backyard, probably taking care of her flowers and plants. She heard what the two said and said that she could just ask the clerk to send Xia Mo directly down. Anyway, she was not busy today, so she could take care of it by herself.

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The clerk thought about it for a while, and it seemed to make sense, so he took out the key and took Xia Mo out.

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However, Xia Mo ignored a question: how could the three-bouncer selling goods have a second seat?

The three-bouncer looked as if he had been on an adventure in Siberia. It was as dirty as a mess. Xia Mo felt a little bit of trigeminal neuralgia, but he still accepted his fate and crawled to the back, found a place where he could still see it, and spread a few paper towels. He

Just as he was about to sit down, the clerk asked Xia Mo if he was okay.

To tell a joke, a handsome young man in his 1800s fell down on his buttocks.

Hearing the noise, the clerk hurriedly braked. This braking was another inertia. At this moment, Xia Mo stopped falling back and fell forward instead. Glancing at the layer of paper towels that had just been laid, the three jumpers stopped together.

, paper towels were scattered around Xia Mo like snowflakes.

Very good, paved means not paved.

When the clerk was about to turn around, Xia Mo said it was okay and asked him to keep driving. It was dirty anyway, so Xia Mo had given up resisting and sat back against the back of the front seat, picking up a tissue and wiping his hands.

Although it was a concrete road, the Sanbengzi's own hardware was not very good, and it was bumpy and bumpy. For a moment, Xia Mo felt that he was not riding a Sanbengzi but a tractor that had been packaged and modified, but the battery was not as noisy as the engine.

After driving a short distance, Xia Mo watched the B&B getting smaller and smaller, and suddenly realized that the B&B seemed to be located outside the village. The village was almost a hundred meters away from the B&B.

Normally, in a country like this, even if the relationship is not good, they will not move around at all, or they will not be so separated. Xia Mo believes that business people like to get together. If there is a place where a B&B can be opened, there must be one around it.

Farmhouse or small hotel.

A little subtle....

He turned his head and chatted with the clerk in a tentative manner. Xia Mo was not a good talker in front of strangers, so his intentions were a little obvious. After a few words, the clerk realized that he was just talking.

I happened to drive to a fork in the road, and a pickup truck carrying goods passed by. The clerk stopped Sanbengzi. The pickup truck was also dirty, and even the tarpaulin tied with it was covered in mud.

I drove over and shook off the tarpaulin for a while.

Xia Mo coughed twice when he felt his throat was itchy, and took a look at the things being pulled by the truck. But they were all packed in corrugated cardboard boxes, and he didn't know exactly what was inside. But the size of the tarpaulin on the pickup truck was a bit too small, and

It was not tied tightly, but a little leaked out. Xia Mo could see that the box had been removed and sealed with tape. He probably found it temporarily to make up for it.

Santengzi leaned on the side of the road for a while, and the clerk turned around to look at Xia Mo, exposing his clumsiness.

At this time, Xia Mo would think about it. If Kong Tongyue was by her side, she would probably be able to reconcile with her jokes. If she couldn't reconcile, she could still be subdued by force. However, there was no such thing as nothing, and Xia Mo had no need to hide her demands from the other party.

I told him, but in a different way, telling him that I came here because of the matter about the tomb.

The archaeological activities a year ago were very practical and well-established. There was nothing that could be hidden in the countryside. Xia Mo believed that even if the other party did not know too much inside information, he would not know anything about it. He was not lying.

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The other party's attitude was calmer than Xia Mo expected, and he even looked at Xia Mo with a look of helplessness and contempt.

What kind of helplessness is that? Xia Mo thought for a while, and the other person felt like a frog sitting on a lotus leaf. As a bystander on the water, he watched the movements of fish and shrimp underwater. A certain

Tian Xiami asked him for directions, but in the end she didn't follow the path he gave and ended up entering the belly of the fish. In short, it's hard to persuade the damn ghost.

This has definitely happened more than once. In other words, more than one person, or even more than one group, came to inquire about the tomb.

Xia Mo became more and more certain that Shu Xin was an insider about the Maoershan incident, but she had hidden a lot of it. The opacity of information was terrifying, it was like a bomb buried in the soil with a fuse, even if it was a little off.

, are all at risk of death at any time.

"I'm just curious. You can also understand that I was sent to inquire for information." Xia Mo said.

The clerk turned around and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. The cigarettes were soft-shelled and slightly deformed after being squeezed. He didn't care, took one out, put it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

After taking a sip, the clerk asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"Under the ruins of Bald Mountain is the former Mao'er Village."


Chapter completed!