Grave Robbery starts with the three-legged Golden Crow bloodline

During this period, the fat man couldn't help covering his mouth, his shoulders kept shaking, while Xue Li was whispering something secretly to Xiao Hu.

"Old Hu, you said Master Luo was doing it in the name of archaeology this time, otherwise it might not be what people say."

"You don't know that, comrade grandfather of your family, that is no ordinary tomb robber."

"He's the one who sealed it in person, even if he accidentally pokes a big hole in the sky, that one can't blame Master Luo!"

Although the voice was not loud, Luo Chen's ears were not so good, and he just happened to listen straight, and immediately glared at the three of them.

Three heartless ones, Master Luo is the orthodox Faqiu Tianguan, if it weren't for the young master, would the tomb robbery world still exist in such an upright manner?

After being discovered by Luo Chen, Xue Li stuck out her tongue playfully, and then started cooking without saying a word.

Although the food in front of him was not luxurious, but after two days of fast food on the train, let alone other people, even Luo Chen let his stomach go and started eating.

It made local officials keep saying that the leader has no airs at all, and that he does as the Romans do when he goes to the countryside.

After eating and drinking, Luo Chen and the two professors also talked about business with the local staff.

"Tianguan, we have to find someone who knows the way when we enter the desert this time."

Professor Chen wiped his mouth and suddenly remembered that he had no guide in the desert.

Luo Chen hadn't opened his mouth yet, the accompanying staff spoke first,

"Leader, it's the windy season. If you enter the desert now, you won't be able to get out. Do you want to stay here first? After the windy season is over, we will arrange someone to guide you!"

As soon as these words came out, Shirley next to her was a little anxious.
"No way, grandfather, it's recorded in my father's notes that this Jingjue Kingdom can only be entered during the windy season. If we go to other times, we won't be able to find it at all."

"this,,"

Looking at the embarrassment on the local official's face, Luo Chen also remembered something, and immediately interrupted the local official's words.

"What about this and that, just say what you have, I don't believe that in a city as big as yours, there is not even one person who can enter the desert during the windy season."

The local official knew what to say after being told by Luo Chen, when another person beside him spoke

"County magistrate, have you forgotten, the man in Duolang City who is called the living map of the desert?"

You must know that those who can be called living maps are all people with real skills, but when this name is mentioned, the county magistrate's face becomes even more ugly.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the county magistrate looked troubled, Luo Chen felt dissatisfied at the moment, and snorted coldly.

Seeing Luo Chen's dissatisfaction, the county magistrate obviously panicked,

"Leader, I didn't hide it on purpose. It was that guy who brought a group of foreigners into the desert a few days ago."

"There were more than 20 people, only An Liman ran back, and the rest of the foreigners didn't come out."

"An Liman is still locked up at the police station!"

Hearing the county magistrate tell the whole story, Luo Chen calmed down, but he didn't care about An Liman running back by himself.
What Luo Chen really cared about were these foreigners.

"Foreigners? What did they do in the desert?"

"A while ago, this group of foreigners came over and said they were going to investigate the desert. The county thought it was because of their foreign friends, so they asked An Liman to lead the way."

Snapped!
"Investigate a fart, it's clear that it's aimed at my treasure in the Huaxia Desert!"

The county magistrate hadn't finished speaking before he was roughly interrupted by Luo Chen. Looking at Master Luo's face, it was completely gloomy at this time, obviously angry.

"It seems that you didn't take my words to heart?"

"I said a long time ago that anyone can go to Huaxia's treasure, but they can't let foreigners get their hands on it."

"What did you do? And let a group of foreigners in?"

Luo Chen angrily taught the local officials a lesson, without saving them a bit of face, but the impassioned tone in his tone continued to infect some young people in the archaeological team.

Even the enthusiasm of the two professors was added to the verbal criticism of local officials.

The curses of the two cultured people are different. The good guy even said treason and the like in a while.

After venting his anger, Luo Chen was dumbfounded when he saw the two professors spitting out lotus flowers, and immediately stopped them, lest the two professors get excited and pass by. . .

"Okay, go and call someone to the guest house. No matter what method I use, I will let An Li guide us willingly."

"As for the foreigners, I'll write it down for you first. If there is another time, then don't be the county head, but go and be the village head for me!"

Seeing that he had escaped, the local officials thanked Luo Chen repeatedly, and came to the local police station non-stop after quitting.

After a while of coercion and lure, An Liman finally agreed to lead the way for Luo Chen and the others after giving the camels and money.

Immediately, he sent An Liman to the guest house.

Inside the guest house

Two figures, one fat and one thin, were staring there.

The fat man looked at the dark and skinny little old man in front of him. Is this the man who the locals said is called the living map of the desert?

"You fat comrade, why are you looking at me like this?"

"Let me tell you, if they hadn't promised to give me back my camel, I wouldn't have taken you there!"

Seeing that the little old man in front of him was quite energetic, the fat man immediately couldn't suppress his violent temper, and just wanted to move around but was stopped by Luo Chen.

"Is An Liman right?"

Luo Chen looked at his eyeballs rolling around, obviously he didn't have any kind-hearted little old man, so he couldn't help thinking of beating him up.

"You think that's the thing about you bringing some foreigners into the desert?"

"Even if they don't arrest you, do you think your Hu will let you go?"

As soon as these words came out, the little old man's expression immediately changed, but he still held on.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Hehe, you don't know how those foreigners died, do you? Do you think Hu will let you go?"

As soon as this remark came out, the little old man finally panicked, quickly knelt on the ground, first prayed to his Hu Da, and then turned his head and hugged Luo Chen's leg.

"Mr. Hu, are you Hu Da's emissary? I really didn't do it on purpose. Those people died because they didn't listen to my dissuasion. It's none of my business."

As he spoke, the little old man let go of Luo Chen's legs again, turned around and knelt down towards the desert.

"Okay, get up, as long as you guide me steadily, Hu Da won't blame you."

"Really, sir, you must say something nice to Hu Da for me, and I will definitely lead the way."

It's not that the little old man was hit by the dementia, but that Luo Chen spoke of the gods in the desert people's hearts, and he had the experience of those foreigners dying first.

It can be said that this Hu Da is the god that the little old man has believed in all his life, that's why the little old man is so afraid.