America 1881: They Call Me Legend

In the next ten days or so, nothing seemed to have changed much.

Holmes was still studying the treasure map, but after combining the information he brought with him and the content on the map, he made some progress.

The Aztecs were an Indian civilization that began to exist in central and southern Mexico in the 14th century. They were destroyed by the Spanish in the 16th century.

However, according to Holmes' research, the age of this human skin is only a hundred years at most.

In addition, this tribe is definitely not the descendant of any royal family, and their sacrificial standards are completely inadequate.

But regarding the treasure itself, Holmes brought Chen Jianqiu good news and bad news.

The good news is that the treasure is real and there is quite a lot of it.

As for the origin of the treasure, the description on the human skin is very vague, just one sentence, "The evil gods and their servants on the sea robbed the wealth, but fell into the holy lake."

Holmes speculated that the sea servants of the evil god probably refer to the Spanish, and "falling in the holy lake" exactly matches the "miserable night" recorded by the Spanish explorer.

The Emperor of the Aztecs, Montezuma II, was stoned to death by his people. A large number of Spaniards fled with the looted gold and silver, and were eventually besieged in Lake Texcoco. Many people and

The treasure sank to the bottom of the lake together.

It is not known how these treasures were fished out and how they came into the hands of this tribe.

But the amount of wealth is still considerable, because the adjective "mountain-like" is used in the record.

The bad news is that he still cannot determine the specific location of the treasure. He can only judge from the landforms in the picture that it is roughly in the southeastern area of ​​New Mexico.

Something else happened during this time.

That golden wither is timid.

At this time, it was resting on Chen Jianqiu's shoulder, pecking at a piece of venison held in his palm.

It was only half eaten when Chen Jianqiu withdrew his hand and threw the meat back into the pot.

Jin Duo flapped his wings and was about to get angry, but he saw Chen Jianqiu's blank gaze and immediately did not dare to make a mistake.

Chen Jianqiu looked up and down the golden wither and said with regret:

"Corn, I still like your unruly look before."

After the golden creature woke up, it found that its feet and tail were tied up. After trying several times to escape without success, it landed alone on a horizontal wooden stick in the corner of the house.

This horizontal wooden stick is made of a flying bird and is in a relatively balanced state. As long as the bird is slightly sleepy and moves its position, it will fall down.

Chen Jianqiu, on the other hand, went into battle personally with a frying pan in hand, and played a game of staring at each other with Jin Duo.

In the meantime, whenever the silly bird felt sleepy, Chen Jianqiu would gently serve him a pot.

A week later, this golden wilted bird had completely lost its previous arrogance of being arrogant to all living beings, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

When the poor bird was almost out of breath, Chen Jianqiu finally put him down, and Jin Tuo slept for three days and three nights.

When it woke up, it was already Chen Jianqiu's new partner: corn.

Chen Jianqiu walked to the door and put the corn out. He turned around and walked to the table and began to make the next plan.

He decided to repair for a period of time before setting off, otherwise Colorado would be snowed in as early as October, and they would have to stay in the mountains for one winter.

Before that, he was still waiting hopefully for the arrival of his guests.

Those secretly pursuing soldiers should be able to find this place no matter how slow they are.

Chen Jianqiu didn't believe the villagers below at all. He was not stupid enough to think that his help to the village was worth their attractive bounty.

If these people's conscience finds out, Malik will immediately run over and tell him the whereabouts of the other party.

If this group of people is tempted by the bounty or has a strong sense of justice, they will either point the other party in the direction of Mo Lake, or they will find Malik.

Because only Malik knows the exact location of his cabin.

Chen Jianqiu was not worried about the former, since these people knew there were people in the mountain anyway, but the latter was very dependent on the attitude of this man who believed in God.

If he decides to betray him, then the drama that Chen Jianqiu expected will begin.

The first person to appear near this mountain villa was Officer Fultz, the embodiment of justice in Colorado, the natural enemy of evil, the nemesis of gangsters, and the founder of the Colorado State Rangers.

These titles were all praises given to the police officer by Denver newspapers after the kidnapping of Eucalyptus some time ago. Not long ago, he captured the wanted criminal Hanifzhi. The Denver Times and the Western Pioneer even wrote about it at length.

Begin to praise this star figure in the police community.

Fultz said in the interview that these are what he should do and he hopes the newspaper can focus more on other places.

But privately, he cut out the parts of the newspaper with his photos printed piece by piece, and put the one he thought was the most handsome in his wallet.

After studying Chen Jianqiu's previous papers, he determined that this man was a fugitive who committed a heinous crime. He was cunning, cruel, and insane.

When he decided to set off, more than ten days had passed. After fully analyzing Chen Jianqiu's movement trajectory and the surrounding geographical environment, he chose this place as his first step.

"Hey, buddy, do you know this guy?" Fultz took out a reward notice and asked the farmer who was logging wood on the roadside.

The farmer took a look and shook his head.

"So, what about this one?" Fultz took out another one, this one with an Indian bird on it.

The farmer didn't even want to take another look and continued to shake his head.

"These people are wanted criminals, and their highest reward is worth more than 1,000 US dollars." Fultz increased his voice.

The farmer was a little confused.

1,000 US dollars, my God, what is the concept of that? You can buy a large piece of land, and you can buy many, many sheep.

Fultz saw that the farmer was thinking a lot, so he continued: "Sir, you can think about it more carefully."

He took out a lot of dollars from his pocket and started counting them.

When the farmer saw the dollar bills, his eyes widened and he quickly said: "I've seen it, I've seen it. This Indian came to the village before, and he even ordered us to pour gunpowder."

"So, where is his specific position now?" Fultz continued to count his dollars without looking up.

"Uh, I don't know, they should be in the mountains. Only Malik in the village knows where they are." The farmer said while looking longingly at the U.S. dollars in Fultz's hand.

Under his gaze, Fultz stuffed the money back into his clothes. The farmer beside him was stunned.

"Uh, sorry, I just wanted to order the money." Fultz said apologetically.

The farmer was anxious: "What about my reward?"

Fultz took out another twenty-five cent coin from his pants pocket and threw it to the farmer:

"Sorry, your information is only worth so much."

After that, he left the astonished farmer behind and headed towards the village with the other mounted policemen.