Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

After the Sands City incident came to an end, Fu Kuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, after a lot of hard work, I finally got the map to enter the Northern Han Desert, but the last time I went to the north, this time it was in the south.

The matter in the ancient country of Jinye may be about to start again, which is also a brand new challenge for Fu Kuan.

However, Fu Kuan knew in his heart that the Northern Han desert is extremely vast now, and he didn't know what he would experience when he entered the desert this time.

Going to the Northern Han desert needs a lot of supplies, and the most basic water source is a problem, but fortunately, he helped Zhou Wanjin before, and with the help of this rich man, Fu Kuan naturally got a lot of help.

Before leaving for the entrance of the Northern Han Desert, Zhou Wanjin specially found a guide to help. Not only that, he also brought thirty camels, as well as all kinds of fresh water and food.

As for the tents and all kinds of utensils, Fu Kuan was really moved when he saw the mighty camel caravan. It seemed that it was too much to think that Zhou Wanjin was just an old woman.

At noon, thirty miles outside Jinsha City.

The noon sun was extremely hot, and the surrounding area was even more bare desert.

However, we still haven't reached the center of the desert. There is not so much sand nearby, and light green plants are spread all over the edge of the desert. From time to time, we can see the existence of various birds and beasts.

Zhou Wanjin changed into casual clothes, with a mean smile on his face, after all he had nothing to hide in front of Fu Kuan.

"Fu team! In order to show your help, help me get my mistress... oh no, it was Xiaomei who took revenge. This is a great kindness. I, Zhou Wanjin, always repay kindness. busy."

"The camel brigade will be given to you without taking any money. Besides, this old man is my cousin. He is a thousand years old. He was originally a herdsman near the southern desert. The sandstorm in the desert has been too severe in recent years."

"Sheep herding can't continue without the grassland, so I worked as a security guard in my company. I told him about it specifically, and said that you are my benefactor and savior. He will definitely help."

Zhou Qiantui?
Fu Kuan was a little embarrassed, the name Zhou Wanjin sounded like that, Wanjin was just for auspiciousness, but Qiantui was a bit too much, but looking at the old man in front of him, his face was wrinkled and his body was covered in calluses, he really was a The look of a herdsman.

"Mr. Zhou! I am overjoyed to have your help. These supplies are enough for us to live in the desert for a month, thank you!"

Fu Kuan expressed his thanks, Zhou Wanjin exchanged greetings, and the two had to say goodbye.

The weather was good, and the camel brigade set off, heading towards the southern desert.

Along the way, cattle and sheep were seen in the wind and grass, and the edge of the southern desert is still a place with abundant water and grass. Riding on this tall camel was a little uncomfortable, so Fu Kuan couldn't help chatting with Zhou Qiansui.

"Uncle, haven't you heard of any legends about ancient countries in the southern desert? If so, please tell me. I'm all ears!"

Fu Kuan spoke with a smile. After all, the other party was a senior, especially a guide, so he couldn't offend him.

Zhou Qiansui is more than 1.7 meters tall and is in his sixties. He is thin, but his eyes are piercing, and he looks like a very capable old man.

"Hey! I don't know any legends about the ancient country. I'm just a sheep herder, not an expert in archaeology, but I heard that there are many tomb robbers who often go to the desert to dig graves. I haven't seen it either."

Fu Kuan was a little embarrassed. He had been to the Beihan desert before, so he knew how to live in the desert, but now he had to find a topic.

"Uncle, you are so old, and your grandson is not too young. Will you worry about going so far away? But don't worry, I have a satellite phone here, and I can report the safety of my family even in the desert." .”

As Fu Kuan spoke, he shook the phone in his hand, but Zhou Qiansui didn't even look at it.

"Hey! I don't have any grandson. I gave birth to an only son named Zhou Wansui. However, this kid was not doing his job and stealing chickens and dogs all day long. Later, he was arrested by the police and it is said that he was sentenced to more than ten years in prison."

"After he was released from prison, this kid came back home and visited me once. Later, he said that he went out to make a fortune and never came back. Now, my wife is dead, and I am alone!"

What... Long live Zhou!

I puff!

Fu Kuan almost couldn't help laughing and making a pig cry, it seems that this sheep herder is quite good at naming names.

After chatting about family affairs, we arrived at the place where the sand dunes protruded in a blink of an eye. Seeing the sunset, a touch of red appeared on the edge of the desert.

The sunset in this desert is like a blood-red sphere, and the red light is a bit dazzling.

Fu Kuan looked at the time, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and it was time to plan to set up a tent, but just as Fu Kuan was about to move, Zhou Qiansui waved his hand.

"We can't stop. We're going to my village. It's probably half an hour away. Let's go."

okay!

Fu Kuan looked at the map, and saw that the sheepskin scroll only showed the shape of the desert, but did not have any clear place names, but he thought about it.

This map was made by the ancients, and of course the current village has nothing to do with the marks on the map.

Sure enough, the camel brigade followed Zhou Qiansui for a while, and a village appeared in front of him.

The small village is not big, and it looks like there are only a dozen families. When the camel brigade arrived at the entrance of the village, it immediately attracted many children to come and play.

These children seemed to know Zhou Qiansui, and they all came to say hello.

"Dali, let me introduce you. This is the brother of my nephew Zhou Wanjin. He is traveling in the desert. He will stay overnight in our village tonight."

Zhou Qiansui introduced to a young boy, and only then did Fu Kuan know that this young man named Dali is now the head of the village.

Dali is a man in his 30s, tall and strong, but the clothes on his body are very worn out. In modern society, he is still wearing clothes full of patches, which really makes people puzzled.

Fu Kuan didn't dare to talk nonsense, after all, it's best not to ask if you don't dare to ask.

Dali was very respectful when he saw Zhou Qiansui, but his eyes suddenly stared at the back of Fu Kuan's camel, and before he could speak, Dali rushed directly behind Fu Kuan's camel.

Everyone was quite surprised and thought that Dali was crazy, and Fu Kuan was also a little nervous. Could it be that Dali had a grudge against him?
Just as he was wondering what was going on, he grabbed the water tank on the camel's back vigorously and hugged it down, then opened the lid directly, and started gurgling right into the water tank.

Like an animal drinking water, he actually inserted his head directly into the opening of the huge water tank. This operation frightened everyone.