Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

After playing the Indian Tomahawk game, Li Mo continued to walk forward. After a distance, he arrived at the main venue of the big market. It was a huge square, and then it was divided into rows and rows of booths in an orderly manner. The things here looked much more advanced.

"Mr. Li, do you want to taste our local special snacks?"

"What kind of snacks?"

"I'll take you there to have a look. There are many kinds, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the sea, and all kinds of candies, fried foods, etc."

Li Mo was bored after listening to her introduction. When it comes to food, which country in the world can compare with China? There are local unique snacks at any scenic spot. He looked at the huge square and the tourists coming and going. The various noisy sounds mixed together made him frown slightly.

Just when he was about to go to the antique trading area, he turned back and glanced casually.

"Someone is staring at us."

Li Mo said lightly, which made Qin Sijun nervous immediately. Those who can target Li Mo are definitely not kind people. If they are official people, Lei Heduo will explain to them in advance to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings between the two sides.

Since he did not receive the notice, it means that there is something wrong with the person who is targeting him.

"Li Mo, there are many people here. Once something happens, it is easy for someone to take advantage of the situation. Let's leave here first and find a chance to control the tail behind us."

Sona was a little nervous. After all, there are many underground forces here. They control many industries and maintain superficial peace with official people. As for what kind of connection they have in private, no one knows.

"Then let's go to that place, follow me."

Li Mo didn't take the tail behind him seriously, but he didn't expect that five people had followed him. Although they were well disguised, Li Mo still sensed their existence.

The three of them didn't stop, walked all the way, crossed the square into another alley, and then disappeared in the crowd.

Soon, five dark-skinned men surrounded them and gathered together. One of them, a man with a scar on his face, mumbled several words, and then the other four nodded and followed in a fan-shaped pattern.

When they passed through the alley, the person they were tracking had disappeared. They gathered together again to say a few words, and then separated and began to look around. The scarred man who looked like a small leader just passed by a stall with various jewelry, and Li Mo's figure suddenly appeared, and he rushed behind the man in two steps.

The scarred man felt something and was about to look back, but suddenly he felt a heavy blow on his neck, his eyes went black, and he was about to fall down.

Qin Sijun reached out from behind him and controlled him, while Sona on the side said something loudly in Spanish, and then the crowd around him immediately made way for an open space, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble.

Qin Sijun drove him into a coffee shop on the side of the road. There were many customers inside, but there were also empty seats. After putting him on the chair, Qin Sijun stretched out his hand and pressed hard on his head, and the man woke up faintly.

"Don't move."

The pistol Qin Sijun took out was already against his waist. The man looked down and was immediately frightened, with fear in his eyes.

"Sona, ask him why he followed us?"

Li Mo waved to the waiter not far away, and then ordered four cups of coffee.

"And bring him one cup?"

Qin Sijun asked curiously.

"Don't be so stingy. Don't you know their origins? We have made a lot of money along the way. It won't be poor to order one more cup of coffee."

Sona translated Li Mo's question, and saw that he said a lot in one breath, and finally pointed carefully at the pistol on his waist, as if asking Qin Sijun to put the gun away first.

"Mr. Li, he said he came here under the boss's instructions. It seems to be related to your flying axe game. You made the people behind him lose a lot of money."

"That person is so boring. He can't accept a small loss. It seems that he is bullying us from abroad."

Li Mo sighed lightly. He thought he was a big fish, but it turned out to be just a street thug.

"Mr. Li, looking at the tattoos on his hands, he seems to be a member of a small local gang. If he offends them completely, he will probably get himself into a lot of trouble."

Sona still knows a little about local things. She originally wanted to remind him not to get into any big trouble.

Li Mo glanced at Qin Sijun, who calmly took back the gun in his hand. Although there was no threat of weapons, the scarred man still didn't dare to make any rash moves. He was also a man of wide experience. People who can carry guns at any time must be of great origin, not to mention that the other party is a foreigner, which can explain some problems.

Four cups of coffee were served, and Li Mo gave the waiter a tip of 20,000 pesos. He took a sip of the coffee, which was a bit bitter and he was not used to it.

"Sona, tell him that if he doesn't follow me, I will send him to see his God."

Sona translated it, and the scarred man nodded repeatedly.

"Drink the coffee and get out."

Sona pointed at the coffee in front of him, and the man quickly picked it up, drank it in one breath, and then quickly left the coffee shop under Qin Sijun's warning eyes.

"Li Mo, aren't you afraid that he will lie?"

"The King of Hell is easy to deal with, but the kid is difficult to deal with. We have just arrived in Bogota, so there is no need to conflict with the local people. Just let him know that we are not easy to mess with. If he really wants to get together, let Lei He Deal with it more." Li Mo added creamer and sugar into the cup and stirred it gently with a small spoon. He looked out the window and looked at the people in the crowd. "It seems that the start was not good. It seems like we can’t scare him away even if we don’t see any blood. Let’s go back to the hotel after drinking coffee. We can visit this big market when we have time. Anyway, it happens once a week.”

"Do you need me to summon others?"

Qin Sijun's body tensed, Li Mo's premonitions were always accurate, he was really worried that the other party would secretly do something cruel.

"They're just a few grasshoppers, they just carry cold weapons, so there's no need to be so nervous."

Sona was a little restless. She couldn't see through these two Chinese men more and more. Everything seemed to be weird and mysterious.

After drinking coffee, Li Mo picked up his bag and walked out of the cafe. Qin Sijun looked around cautiously, and Sona was even more cautious and worried. He was the only one with the old god, walking slowly.

Fortunately, there were no dangers along the way. When the three of them entered the hotel, Qin Sijun whispered: "The man with the scar on his face really doesn't know how to live or die."

Li Mo smiled and said: "They are local snakes. Maybe someone will come to visit me in the dead of night tonight."

Qin Sijun heard what he meant, and the sharp look in his eyes flashed away, and he said in a deep voice: "In your words, you can't suppress them without blood. I will arrange it."

"It's so boring. I'm going back to my room. Sona, you come with me to my room."

Li Mo was walking in front, and Sona behind him looked stunned for a moment, then showed hesitation.

"Are you thinking wildly?" Li Mo walked into the elevator. Seeing that she was still standing there hesitantly before coming in, he couldn't help but smile, "I bought that ancient book in the big market and I need your help to translate it. "

"oh."

Sona was a little embarrassed, she really thought too much just now. She thought Li Mo had something wrong with her. Although the locals were very relaxed about matters between men and women, she had not experienced that yet.

Back in the room, Qin Sijun put down the bag in his hand: "I'll make arrangements."

Li Mo made a pot of tea, poured a cup for himself, and then looked at Sona.

"I don't like tea, it tastes weird."

This is the cultural difference.

"Read that ancient book first, and then tell me about the changes in Lake Guadavida compared to now. The more detailed the better."

Sona calmed her mind, then sat on the sofa and read. The ancient books have been around for too long and were improperly stored, so many of the words are unclear. Fortunately, reading them carefully does not affect reading.

After a long time, Sona finished reading the ancient book, then looked at Li Mo and said: "Mr. Li, the content recorded in this ancient book roughly means that hundreds of years ago, the water area of ​​Lake Guadavida was very large. It is more than twice the size of the current water area. Later, due to several natural disasters, the area of ​​​​the lake became smaller and smaller. However, it is estimated that the end date of the recorded content was about eighty years ago. Is it true? There is no way to know what is true.”

"Thank you for your hard work. Can you drink some boiled water?"

Sona stood up and said respectfully: "No, Mr. Li, if there is nothing else, I will go and do other things in the hotel first."

"Thank you." Li Mo took out a wad of money from his bag and handed it over, "I will call you again if necessary."

Sona took the tip, no, this was no longer a tip, it was a full million pesos. After only following him for a long time, the tip was already as much as her monthly salary.

Li Mo was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, and soon he heard a knock on the door. He went over and opened the door, and Qin Sijun walked in with a stack of information in his hand and said, "Someone has sent information. It's for you by name."

"It's probably the information collected by people arranged by Niu Sanpang. Let me see if I can find any clues."

Li Mo opened the seal and took out the information inside to look at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more wonderful the look on his face became.

"Is there any clue in it?" Qin Sijun asked curiously.

Li Mo handed him the information he had read and said: "It's not about the Golden Lake, but it's about collecting information about some shipwreck treasures in the territorial waters of Gobia. There's quite a lot of information."

Qin Sijun took it and looked at it. After a while, he hesitated and asked, "Is this news reliable?"

"Who knows, but since we have collected this information, it means it has been circulating among the people for a long time."

"According to the information, the number of sunken ships in the territorial waters of Nagobia is definitely over a thousand. I think this is too exaggerated. It is also said that although there are many sunken ships, the number of sunken ships that actually contain treasures is only four or five at most." Qin Sijun clicked on a row of words on the information, "It is said that somewhere on the seabed lies a sunken ship that is said to be the most expensive treasure in history. Some experts have predicted that the sunken ship filled with various treasures is now worth 170 Between 100 million U.S. dollars and 20 billion U.S. dollars. If calculated, it would be over 100 billion U.S. dollars."

"You think it's exaggerated?"

Li Mo put down the information in his hand and said in a serious tone, "That's because you don't understand what happened here during the hundreds of years of Spanish colonization. That is a history made with the blood and lives of Indians."

Qin Sijun picked up other information and looked at it. When he flipped to the second page, he said, "Li Mo, here is the news about Golden Lake. Take a look."

Li Mo took the information and looked at it, frowning immediately. From the information collected, even if the clues of the Yellow Turban treasure were found in Lake Guadavida, it would be impossible to excavate it unless the Indians there broke their faith.

Lake Guadavida has now become a holy place in the minds of the local Indians. They worship every month. It is said that a mysterious power has been generated around the lake, which has been protecting the lake from anyone's destruction.

The information also records several real stories, that is, someone once prepared to use a pump to drain the water in the lake and then try to find the treasure at the bottom of the lake. But just after it started, the calm Lake Guadavida suddenly set off a huge wave, and all the pumps and the workers on the shore were not spared.

There is also a record of an incident, such as the official preparations to build a railway, which happened to pass by the lake, but was forced to change the route far away. Because the locals almost destroyed the rails every day, and said that they received guidance from God and did not allow anyone to disturb him.

As for the news that someone drowned in the Guadavida Lake for no reason while trying to explore it by boat, it was just mentioned casually, which means that it happened many times.

Now Guadavida Lake is protected by the army, and outsiders can't get close to it at all.

"It seems that there are a lot of troubles." Li Mo touched his chin and continued, "If Guadavida Lake is really a holy place believed by the indigenous Indians, then our treasure hunt is clearly going to war with them. This matter is not big or small, and it mainly depends on whether the official attitude is strong enough."

If the Colombian officials can deal with those indigenous people, then the cooperation can continue. But if the indigenous Indians disagree and the officials insist on forcing their way in, it may cause a large-scale fight.

Qin Sijun thought for a while before saying: "Do you think that Rehedo will have something very important to hide from us?"

"It's not impossible."

Li Mo tapped the table with his fingers, as if thinking about something.

"Sijun, if there are really blind guys who come to cause trouble at night, you can keep them all. Then let Rehedo come to deal with the finality in person. I want to see how much control he has over this place."

"Li Mo, do you mean to use this incident to judge whether the authorities are determined to destroy the holy place where the indigenous Indians worship?"