America 1881: Legend of the West

Seeing Chen Jianqiu rushing into the cave, the others had no choice but to follow behind.

Although Hanif gave them a warning in advance, they were still shocked by the scene in front of them.

The cave was a mess, with the bodies of Pinkerton detectives lying strewn about.

Their postures were different, but without exception, their skin was attached to their bones and they were sucked into mummies.

"What should we do next time we come?" Hanif was a little worried. The gland in his pocket was not permanently preserved. Not to mention it smelled and deteriorated, it would probably dry out in a few days in this poor place in New Mexico.

"Don't worry about this, I have a solution." Chen Jianqiu didn't even look back.

He walked to the edge of the underground river and found that the rope he had before was still there.

He asked Holmes to tie the baggage containing gold to the rope and drag it over after everyone had passed.

When Chen Jianqiu passed through the culvert and returned to the lake shore, it was pitch dark, there was no bonfire, and only the faint moonlight shone in the camp.

There was no sound around except the sound of the waterfall lapping the water.

He turned on shooter mode.

There were two corpses of Pinkerton detectives on the edge of the lake, half of their bodies submerged in the lake. It seemed that they had escaped from the killings in the cave, but were caught by the monsters and killed on the lake shore.

Chen Jianqiu began to worry about Adam's safety.

Near the camp, there was a detective's body lying, but it didn't seem to be touched by those monsters.

Chen Jianqiu walked over and turned the body over.

There was a bloody hole on the head of the corpse. It must have been a bullet that penetrated the head. It looked like he was already dead.

These monsters didn't touch the corpse. They didn't know where they went.

He knew this body.

Although he had never met Lynch at close range, he could recognize this person every time they met.

His hooked nose impressed me.

"Adam! Adam?" Chen Jianqiu called Adam's name and walked towards the camp.

The people who came ashore one after another also found bonfires and torches in the camp and lit them. They were also looking for Adam.

Finally, Chen Jianqiu saw him on the edge of the camp.

Adam lay peacefully next to his old horse, closing his eyes forever, and his old horse also completed the last journey with his old friend.

Chen Jianqiu silently picked up the bottle of Erguotou in Adam's hand and sprinkled it on the ground next to him.

That night, Chen Jianqiu dug the soil all night and buried Adam and his old horse in it.

Buried together with them were the bottles of Erguotou in the pockets on the old horse's back.

This man did not leave anything in writing for Chen Jianqiu.

He seems to have no connection with this world.

However, a few months later, Chen Jianqiu brought the news of Adam's death to Elizabeth, the widow of Montrose.

He gave Elizabeth some money, saying that Adam had left it to him.

Chen Jianqiu originally thought that the widow was already heartbroken, but she still burst into tears. She told Chen Jianqiu that the child running after the calf outside the door was actually Adam's son.

"If you have any difficulties, tell Browning, the owner of the gun shop in that town, and he will tell me." After saying this, Chen Jianqiu put on his cowboy hat and left the farm on horseback. .

The treasure hunting team set out in a low-key manner and returned in a low-key manner.

When they returned to Roswell, there was almost no big disturbance. The affairs of the fortress were arranged in an orderly manner by Camilla. Basically everyone was busy with their own affairs at their posts.

So there weren't many people in the fortress, and no one told them that the treasure hunting team would be back today.

"Most people are busy over there at the oil well." Camilla walked out of the house in a red dress.

"Let's go and take a look." Chen Jianqiu had no intention of resting at all.

Time is getting tighter and he has too many things to do.

They headed towards the place where they had discovered crude oil.

Not far from his destination, Chen Jianqiu saw a tower-like thing made of wood and steel.

"That's an oil well." Holmes said to Chen Jianqiu.

Not far from the oil well, it has become a construction site. Niu San is building a house with the Chinese people according to Chen Jianqiu's previous arrangement.

There is an aquifer here, which is better than the old town location of Roswell. In addition, there is the Pecos River to the east, making irrigation and planting a possibility.

Although under the current technical conditions and natural environmental conditions, the efficiency of agriculture is far less than that of animal husbandry, the farming genes buried deep in the bones of the Chinese people are difficult to change.

Moreover, Chen Jianqiu had other plans.

After thinking about it, Chen Jianqiu led everyone closer to the construction site.

Niu San was leading a few people to lay the foundation of the latest house. When he saw Chen Jianqiu coming, he was so happy that he didn't even have time to wipe his sweat and ran towards Chen Jianqiu.

"Young Master, is our speed okay?" Niu San said.

"Well, I'll ask Zhang Danian to recruit some bricklayers and carpenters, and then we'll do some mechanical stuff." Chen Jianqiu said.

He bent down and said something in Niu San's ear, and then motioned for them to continue working.

They then continued toward the well.

Still some distance away, Chen Jianqiu heard the familiar roar of a steam engine.

He saw several small wooden houses next to the drilling well. Judging from the shape of the houses, they were probably the work of Niu San and others.

Not far from the house, there were some iron barrels.

Petroleum expert Smith and engineer Jackson were standing beside the iron barrel chatting.

When they saw Chen Jianqiu's return, they were very happy and waved to Chen Jianqiu.

On the days when Chen Jianqiu and the others left, Smith and Jackson took the remaining workers to hit the first barrel of oil.

Smith always felt that the quality of this barrel of crude oil was good, and he was waiting for Holmes to come back to appreciate it.

He opened the lid of the iron barrel next to him, and it was filled with dark, viscous crude oil:

"You see, it's the best quality I've ever seen among surface oil springs."

But Holmes always looked uninterested, so Smith had to change the topic:

"Holmes, did you find a new oil outlet this time in the south?" Smith asked.

"Huh? Oh, no, I just saw some karst caves." Holmes said, but he quickly felt that he had said something that he shouldn't have said.

However, as a very "pure" geologist, Smith is only interested in those black liquids:

"Ah? I've heard about that, but it doesn't seem to have much to do with oil. I guess it might have to go a little further toward Texas."

Smith turned back to Chen Jianqiu and said, "Chen, the first batch of samples are ready. Logically speaking, they should be sent out to the superiors two days ago, but you still have to come to decide what everyone wants."

"Well, it's time to ask them what they mean and let them know that their money is not in vain." Chen Jianqiu chuckled.

He was indeed going to Santa Fe.

However, the purpose of his trip was not just for the dark crude oil.

He still had to find someone.

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