Marvel's Antiheroes

Early in the morning, Rand took four people and boarded the ship with seventeen other passengers.

The four people who had always secretly complained about the expensive ticket price felt that this was the price after the boat started.

This is a sailing ship, which looks very abrupt when it appears in the Kunlun Mountains. This place has never been a place where sailing ships can travel.

Its power is a person, a person who can drive the strong wind. I don't know if he is a mutant or a cultivator. The strong wind summoned by him inflates the sail into a semicircle and drives the sailboat forward at a high speed.

Just for this, the 10,000 yuan ticket is worth it.

The boat is extremely fast. When encountering some narrow places or places with rocks, the boat can leave the water and fly for a short time without slowing down at all.

As a result, the sailboat was obviously going upstream, but it was able to project the momentum of going downstream, which made Du Ke, who was standing on the railing, very popular in poetry. However, he didn't have that talent, so he could only use the Tang poetry taught by his elders to respond to the situation.

Two lean men with similar looks saw the mixed-race Du Ke reciting Tang poems, and then looked at the four foreigners he was bringing with him. They looked at each other, came over, and asked with a smile: "Who is this gentleman?" "Chinese"

Du Ke took a look at their outfits.

The quality of the clothes is very good, and the workmanship is also very fine. But when they wear them, they always look a little out of place.

This is ridiculous, not only because of their sharp mouths and monkey cheeks, but also because of their gloomy and miserable temperament.

At this time, Rand came up, placed himself between Du Ke and the two of them, and said, "We don't need shameless goods. We can talk about it in Kunlun Town."

When the two heard Rand's fairly standard northwest accent, they smiled and turned around to leave.

"Wait a minute," Du Ke pushed Rand away and said in Chinese, "I don't know what you call them."

The taller of the two quickly replied: "Sir, your Chinese is really good. My surname is Han. I am the second eldest child in my family. Han Lao Er, this is Guo Xiaosi."

Du Ke nodded and said, "Mr. Han, I don't know what you want from us."

Han Laoer replied: "We brought some antiques and wanted to ask if you are interested, sir. They are all good things. Bronze wares from the Warring States Period, jades from the Han Dynasty, and porcelain from the Song Dynasty are all good things."

Du Ke said with a half-smile: "Shouldn't such a good thing be put up for auction? I'm not interested in these, but I yearn for the ancient Chinese Kung Fu. It's not Kung Fu, it's Kung Fu. I don't know if you have any."

"Why don't we have everything?" Han Laoer laughed and said, "But the skills are more precious, so we didn't bring them with us. If you need them,"

Du Ke asked Jessica for a business card and handed it over: "If you have one, contact me then. Money is not an issue."

Seeing the two people leaving with their business cards, Jessica asked curiously: "Rand, what do they do?"

"Grave robbers dig up the graves of wealthy people in ancient times and sell the grave goods." Rand explained: "Such people are incompetent at first glance. They are not capable of digging the graves of cultivators. They are just bragging. Ignore them."

Jessica turned around and asked Du Ke: "If that's the case, why do you still give them business cards?"

Du Xiaoxia said: "Snake has its way, rat has its way. Maybe they can surprise us. Even if they don't, it would be good to spread the news about our acquisition of the technique."

If there are jujubes but there are no jujubes, you won't lose anything.

During Rand's introduction, the sailboat turned thirty-six turns, passed through an underground river, and docked at a dilapidated stone pier.

Jump on the pier and walk up a little, and you will be able to see a lot of green. Among the green, there is a stone road leading to a gray and yellow mottled wall.

The wall is very high, about ten meters, and very long. It goes around a bend in the distance and sees no end.

Rand pointed at the wall and introduced: "This wall is called a sand retaining wall. It is said to have a history of more than a thousand years. There were not so many Elaeagnus trees outside the city at that time. When the wind blows, yellow sand flies."

Together with other passengers, Duke and the others walked along the Chi Road into the gateless city gate.

"Rand" a surprised voice came from the second floor of a small building behind the city gate.

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