The uncle in front of him began to look slightly nervous.
He looked at Zhang Tian with some confusion.
"Why are you going to the East Village? It's very dangerous there. If you want to experience Miao ethnic customs, I suggest you go to the South Village."
The uncle kindly advised.
Zhang Tian showed a hint of confusion on his face.
"Uncle, what's going on in the East Village? Why don't you recommend going there?"
Zhang Tian asked.
The uncle glanced at the other workers and spoke cautiously.
"The East Village is very dangerous. It is said that there is a terrifying village there, and no one dares to step into it."
"It's precisely because of that village that the entire East Village is sparsely populated. It's basically primeval forest, and even people from Nanyun rarely go there."
The uncle spoke in a low voice.
Zhang Tian's eyes flickered slightly.
He asked curiously.
"If that's the case, has anyone come out of the village you mentioned? And why is that village so mysterious?"
Seeing Zhang Tian ask again, the uncle was clearly reluctant to answer.
It was obvious that his first choice when it came to the East Village was to remain silent.
Seeing this, Zhang Tian directly took out a twenty-yuan bill.
After all, money could grease the wheels, and it wouldn't be a problem to make a broke uncle speak now.
Seeing the twenty yuan, the uncle was genuinely moved.
Twenty yuan was enough for him to work for two months in this place.
However, thinking of that village, he hesitated again.
Seeing this, Zhang Tian took out another twenty.
This brought the total up to forty.
The uncle couldn't hold back any longer.
He took Zhang Tian's money.
"It is said that the East Village raises poisonous insects. If you go in, at best you will be bitten by poisonous insects and lose half a leg. At worst, you will die directly in that village."
"Also, I heard that they also raise the legendary Gu insects. Over the years, many outsiders have come, and as long as they enter the East Village, none of them have ever come out."
The uncle spoke in a deep voice.
It was clear that his reason for not wanting to speak was fear of drawing trouble upon himself.
If word got out, it wouldn't be good if people from the East Village came to cause trouble for him.
Zhang Tian nodded and looked at the other rickshaw pullers.
"Do any of you know the route to the East Village?"
To protect the uncle who provided him with clues, Zhang Tian also had to involve them.
This way, they wouldn't expose the uncle.
"That, we know."
One of the uncles replied.
Zhang Tian nodded.
"How about this, if you take us to the outskirts of the East Village, I will give each of you a hundred yuan for travel expenses."
Zhang Tian said indifferently.
Upon hearing a hundred yuan,
Everyone gasped.
A hundred yuan was their annual salary.
Yet this outsider in front of them said it so casually.
Seeing the forty yuan Zhang Tian had casually produced, the crowd didn't doubt Zhang Tian.
"Little brother, don't worry. Even if I have to run my legs off, I will take you to your destination!"
One of the uncles patted his chest.
For a hundred yuan, it was clear they were willing to go all out.
Zhang Tian nodded and looked at the main city of Nanyun.
If Zhang Tian guessed correctly, the village should be in a distant mountainous area.
If these uncles had to pull them that far, it would not only take a long time but also be troublesome.
So Zhang Tian planned to let the uncles go home after leaving the main city, and then they would drive there themselves.
"Little brother, I hope you don't mind me asking, but what are you going to the East Village for? It's quite dangerous there."
The uncle in front of Zhang Tian asked.
He still wanted to remind Zhang Tian.
"We're looking for something. Uncle, don't worry, we'll be careful."
"By the way, is it far from here to the East Village?"
Zhang Tian asked.
"It's about a hundred miles. If we pull you, it should take about two or three days."
The uncle was optimistic.
After all, one hundred and forty yuan for a trip was something anyone would do.
"My goodness, over a hundred miles? Uncle, you really dare to pull it."
Fatty was a little surprised when he heard this.
Even walking a hundred miles alone would be exhausting.
But these people were pulling people and seemed excited.
"Ah, if it weren't for the heavy burden on our shoulders, who would want to do this? With this money, our families will live a little better."
The uncle sighed.
He felt a little helpless.
Most of them still lived in thatched huts, which were cold in winter and hot in summer.
Zhang Tian didn't say much. There were still many poor people in this era. However, once the roads were built, the economy in many places would gradually improve.
After all, as the old saying goes, to get rich, you must first build roads.
"By the way, I remember that about a year ago, there was also a group of people who said they were going to the village, but they went to the West Village."
"I wonder how they are doing now."
The uncle recalled what happened a year ago.
Those people were almost the same as Zhang Tian and his group, all from out of town.
They said they were looking for something.
However, those people were stingy, they didn't even ride in a car, and they even intended to get information for free.
The uncle naturally didn't give them a good look.
"There are others looking?"
Zhang Tian frowned slightly.
Could it be that this place had already been targeted by other grave robbers?
However, thinking about it, since there was such a large tomb, it would definitely attract a large number of people to excavate.
The tomb-robbing methods of folk archaeological teams were quite formidable, and some talents were indeed not to be underestimated.
"Yes, I remember they also carried a map, but the route on that map was not of our Nanyun at all."
"I've never seen such a strange route. They asked me how to get there, and I pointed them to the West Village."
The uncle nodded and said calmly.
"Uncle, well done."
Zhang Tian gave him a thumbs up.
This uncle really knew how to handle things, he really tricked people!
It was just that he didn't know who those grave robbers were, and they had been tricked badly by the uncle.
As the uncle's speed increased,
Zhang Tian and the others' rickshaw gradually became bumpy.
The main city of Nanyun was quite large.
The most luxurious buildings here were red brick houses, and some were stone houses, which had a primitive atmosphere.
In the city center, red brick houses were quite common, but further out, they were all stone and clay houses, and some had tiled roofs with a few red bricks.
"Boss, the primitive atmosphere here is really strong."
Fatty exclaimed from the side.
"Yes, I guess in a few years, this place will change."
Zhang Tian nodded and looked around.
There were quite a few people here.
At least, it looked like a main city.
Soon, an hour later, the uncle pulled Zhang Tian and the others out of Nanyun City.
After leaving the city, Zhang Tian stopped the uncle.
"Uncle, please stop. It's here. You tell us the location, and we'll go ourselves. Don't trouble you anymore."
"Here's the money, you take it."
Zhang Tian said, handing over a few bills.
The uncle was still a little stunned.
They were giving him money already? And not letting them deliver them?
"Uh, little brother, we've only taken you out of the city. This is too much."
The uncle felt a little guilty.
Zhang Tian waved his hand.
"It's not too much, just tell us the address."
Zhang Tian said. The uncle hesitated for a moment and then slowly said.
"The terrain there is complicated, and it's very winding to get there. How about this, please wait a moment, I have a rough map of our Nanyun here!"
The uncle said and quickly ran back.
Zhang Tian and the others looked at each other and said nothing more. This uncle was quite proactive.