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    Aggie is a very honest man, if you look at the current time he is 34 years old and should have had a family long ago. And keep the head of that wave island 2000 cell phone until today I guess can change a wash basin? I guess even for a washbasin you can only get a plastic one for washing dishes.

    There is a diesel generator in the kiln, seventy or eighty pounds is a very old-fashioned kind of, Aji will use this thing to charge, this thing is his two years ago to buy second-hand goods, generator tin cover is gone, it is with compressed density board when the circuit board.

    Aji every two or three months to go to the city, and each time back to buy two barrels of diesel fuel, that time the small places of the gas station can be pumped with a bucket of fuel, not now, the average person with a bucket to pump the fuel attendant pressed not to take care of.

    Aggie didn’t say anything about him charging us for the cell phone because he didn’t understand their language and didn’t know what to say, and the upshot was that in the end, Aggie didn’t dishonor us, and his uncle promised that he could take us to Blackwater City.

    His uncle’s name in the tribe is “Yanji Kulok”, which is not easy to pronounce, and I used to pronounce Kulok as Hulu at first, and then simply shortened it to Kulok.

    Uncle Hu is not tall, less than one meter seven, should be sunburned, the skin is darker than Aji, but the man is very strong, arm thick bladder round, from a long distance look like a door pier.

    At that time the Hutu people patriarch is a seventy-something old man, the patriarch and Gan reporter Lao Zhang have contact before, so I and the head of the group is not excluded, the night in order to welcome us this group of people also specially killed a lamb, we eat boiled mutton outside the kiln.

    Uncle Hu was so afraid of the old patriarch that he told him that night that he was taking us to Blackwater City. Sitting outside the kiln in the evening, the old patriarch, who had seen a lot of things, with Aji acting as interpreter, told the legend of Blackwater City, which had been passed down among the Hute people.

    The old patriarch said that in their tribe, most of those who had spared sheep as children knew the place, and that it was not the first time their tribe had taken outsiders there.

    The head of the handle was a bit surprised to hear this and asked, “There were other people who approached you before us? Can’t be, what was the other person and what did they look like.”

    Listening to Aji’s translation, the old patriarch shook his head as he ate the mutton and said, “Not in recent years, years ago, from when he was a child, a group of big-nosed foreigners.”

    “Huh? Big Nose?” Put Head and Qin Xingping exchanged glances, their eyes filled with surprise.

    The head slapped his thighs, stood up and said, “I told you! No wonder I heard the name King Darcy sound familiar, so there really is such a thing!”

    Qin Xingping’s face was grim as he said, “It’s true that what you fear comes to you.”

    I was confused, so I asked the head of the handle, what do you mean this is, how come you know something I do not know.

    “Yun Feng how old are you, it’s too normal that you don’t know” said Put Head as he sat down, “King Dasi is the grandfather of the current old patriarch, and the timing of that incident back then was right.” Next the head of the handle said what he knew about the cause of the incident.

    Putting the head was a bit of a mixed bag at the time, so I’ve organized it to tell you in my own words.

    grandfather of the old patriarch of the Hutts, the then still young Prince Dasi.

    The year was the summer of 1900, and the country of Ula (alternate name) had an overseas version of a gold digger, a man named Kozlov, who I’m going to call Ko because it’s a bit of a sensitive name.

    Xiao Ke this groping colonel when it is not easy, he was serving in the Ula Kingdom Royal Geographic Society, Royal Geographic Society, the least lack of money, so it will be funded by Xiao Ke’s team here in our digging all over the treasures, Longmen Grottoes, Mogao Grottoes, Tibetan, Qiannan, Sichuan, he has been, Xiao Ke stole how many things is not good to say that no one has ever counted.

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