This short sentence caused an uproar in Song Wenbin's heart.
His heart was in a frenzy, but Song Wenbin's expression remained cold and unwavering. He sat on the floor, looking at Wu Tou quietly, waiting for him to tell more information.
"I don't know where you got the clue, but this is not top-secret information. A long time ago, probably in the 18th century when the Dutch colonized, there was an ancient legend circulating here.
It tells the secret story of the ancient and mysterious Sea God Dragon King Sharcharo and his cursed treasure. It is said that in the Java Sea and even the Indian Ocean, there exists a multi-treasure Dragon King Sharcharo who possesses countless treasures. Any ship that dares to sail over its body will be cursed by it and sink to the bottom of the sea, especially those ships laden with treasures, which are especially favored by the Dragon King Sharjaro.
To the uninitiated, this legend may sound like nothing more than a lie told by the temple abbot to intimidate foolish sailors passing by to offer enough incense to the temple to pray for blessings. But in the eyes of us treasure hunters, this news has other meanings..."
After listening to Wu Tou's words, Song Wenbin had no reaction, just like a clay Buddha, but Su Tina and Huo Yu behind him both lowered their heads. There was no other reason for lowering their heads. They were worried that others would see the horrified expressions on their faces.
This was not the first time they had seen Song Wenbin talking about trains, but the sunken ship worth tens of billions of dollars was in Indonesia, it was real or fake. Can such deceptive words be true?
Not only were Su Tina and Huo Yu surprised, but Song Wenbin himself found it unbelievable. Naturally, he couldn't tell Wu Tou that they were looking for the Nine-marked Dragon Treasure Box, so he just made up a lie about the shipwreck. But he never expected that Wu Tou would continue to follow his words.
Just listen to Wutou continue: "Indonesia is affected by the alternating monsoon climate of the northern and southern hemispheres. It has been a storm-prone place since ancient times. In addition, it is close to the Strait of Malacca, which is a traffic hub. I don't know how many merchant ships have sunk here over the past hundreds of years." . Over time, it is not surprising that such folklore has formed.
As early as the 18th century when the Netherlands colonized the country, a legendary Dutch explorer, Van Baalen, had heard of this legend. He believed that the legend contained rich value, so he searched for the most serious information about the worship of the Sacharo Dragon King. area, and carry out frantic salvage operations around it.
At that time, the Netherlands had the reputation of being a sea coachman and was invincible in the entire world. The Dutch East India Company firmly controlled every port in Indonesia. And Van Baalen himself is a direct descendant of the senior officials of the Dutch East India Company. The salvage operations at that time were all over Indonesia, including the Semarang area where the Dragon King Sakhara was worshiped.
No one knows how much treasure the Van Balen obtained during that salvage, but I once heard a local elder say that the value of the treasures obtained by the Van Balen at that time even exceeded the value of the entire Golden Island (Sumatra) in ten years. The output far exceeded the income of the Dutch East India Company in several years. "
Listening to Wutou's words, Song Wenbin's thoughts were racing for a moment. His own salvage findings indeed proved what Wutou said. But if it is true as it says, the Nine-Patterned Dragon Treasure Box may have been salvaged by the Dutch hundreds of years ago. This was undoubtedly an unprecedented setback for his mission.
No matter how much money and freedom the country gave him, he would never be able to go to the Netherlands and bring the treasure back. Moreover, if it were really in the Netherlands, treasures of that level would either have been kept in museums, secretly hidden in families by top wealthy people, or lost in the long river of time. Either way, there was no way he could find it.
"If the treasures here have been salvaged by the Dutch, what are you doing here?" Sutina asked suddenly.
Wutou showed a sarcastic smile on his face and said: "After gaining countless wealth, the Van Baalen failed to sail back to the Netherlands. Unfortunately, not long after leaving Indonesia, it encountered an unprecedented huge storm. It sank at the bottom of the sea. Some people say that the ship carried a cursed treasure, a treasure that even the God of the Sea covets. Any ship that owns it will not escape the fate of sinking."
Sutina was stunned for a moment and laughed out loud.
"Haha, it's the 21st century. Do people still believe in this kind of thing?" She sneered. "If the legend is true, everyone should not go to sea. They should all stay on the island and wait to die."
"That's right." There was a look of admiration in Wu Tou's eyes: "I don't believe this either. The so-called curse, the so-called Dragon King Shajialuo, are just self-deception of human beings in the ignorant era, deifying things they don't understand. However, Fan The fact that the Barron did not return to the Netherlands has definitely happened, and if the Van Balen really sank in Indonesia, its value would not be less than ten billion US dollars. How about what you said? There won’t be any other sunken ships worth more than 10 billion.”
"That's right." Song Wenbin said softly, "This is exactly what we are looking for."
"I believe I have been very sincere. Young man, if you are really here to hunt for treasure, will this information be helpful to you?"
"Yes, but not many." Song Wenbin shook his head and said softly: "There is only a story passed down orally, without sinking coordinates or salvage location, so the story will always be a story and cannot be realized."
"You are really a real person."
Wutou sighed: "It's just that if I knew where the Van Balen sank, how could I sit here chatting with you, and why would I stay in Indonesia raising sheep and chickens? After decades in Indonesia, I found The area is as good as any treasure hunter in the land, but unfortunately I couldn't find it."
Song Wenbin: "If you can't find it, then what's the use of looking for us. Even a seasoned and mature treasure hunter like you can't find it, let alone us. As you can see, we are just three people of different ages. A young man who is thirty years old. Although he is running around this land relying on family wealth and romantic feelings, he will probably not gain anything. "
Wutou: "Don't worry, young man. If I only have this information, I will not come to you, but after all these years of searching, I have not found nothing. I can guide you to the direction of the sunken ship of Van Balen, but You also have to agree to a condition."
"What conditions?" Song Wenbin asked.
"I want to join the gang." Wu Tou looked directly at Song Wenbin and said in a deep voice.
"Huh?" Sutina called out in disbelief.
Huo Yu also twitched the corners of his mouth and shook his head slightly.
"I want to join your team. If we finally find the sunken ship of the Van Balen, I am willing to split it 50-50 with you." Wutou said.
Song Wenbin looked at Wutou expressionlessly. Even though he had traveled to so many countries, this was the first time he had encountered this kind of thing.
Wutou continued: "Not only that, I also hope that after the matter is completed, you can safely send me to the Strait of Malacca, and help me arrange a ship in the Strait of Malacca to help me return to the UK safely. What do you think, if you agree My condition is that I will find the Van Balen with you, how about it?"
"You think too highly of us. We don't have that ability." Song Wenbin said calmly. He stood up and wanted to leave.
Wu Tou sat on the ground and looked at him with burning eyes, "Are you not willing to do it or not? With all due respect, you young people alone are definitely no match for those cunning people on this sea. My existence is not only I can provide you with clues and help you avoid the attention of Indonesian officials. Although you are very covert, I can tell you responsibly that if even I can discover you, then your every move will definitely not be escaped. The Indonesian government is paying attention, but you have only been here for a short time and have not suffered any losses from them. Don’t wait until you have suffered losses before thinking of what I say, otherwise it will be too late.”
"Why do you say that?" Song Wenbin asked.
"I have been selling private meat in Indonesia for more than 20 years. My friend, this job is not something everyone can do." Wutou said confidently.
"Let's discuss it, this matter is too big."
Song Wenbin stood up and said, "We will give you an answer after we discuss the results."
After saying that, he winked at Huo Yu and Su Tina behind him, and the three of them left Wutou's cabin together. As soon as she left the wooden house, Sutina couldn't wait to ask in a low voice: "What should I say?"
"This person is not simple." Song Wenbin whispered: "I don't know where he came from yet. Sutina, you ask the domestic team to check the Van Balen and find relevant information no matter what. If this guy just If what you say is true, then the Nine Pattern Dragon Treasure Box might have been taken away hundreds of years ago."
"Okay, but that person's request..."
"Let's spend some time with him first, hold off for now."
Song Wenbin whispered. Suddenly, Huo Yu pushed him, and Song Wenbin raised his head. It turned out that there were many Indonesians herding sheep in the woods next to the wooden house. They seemed to be shepherding sheep, but their eyes were all directed towards Song Wenbin, on his waist. There was a bright knife in his hand, and there was obvious hostility and coldness in his eyes.
Song Wenbin felt a chill in his heart. In this peaceful land under the peaceful sunshine, the most appalling incident had ever happened, even more than once. Although times have changed, China today is no longer what it used to be. However, in those soils that the sun cannot touch, the remnants of history are still multiplying in the dark, waiting for the next opportunity to explode.
He turned around and looked at Wu Tou, who was still looking at him and smiling, as if waiting for his answer.
Song Wenbin, who was always sharp-tongued, swallowed and didn't know what to say for a moment. Judging from the previous events, the breeding farm here was probably run by Wu Tou, who was the leader of the Indonesians here. What would Wu Tou do if he was not satisfied with his answer.
But at this moment, Huo Yu suddenly stood up and said loudly to Wutou: "Hey, uncle, can I have a banana?"
Huo Yu asked, pointing to a banana tree next to him.
The smiling Wutou did not expect that the short-haired girl who had been silent would ask him for a banana. He nodded subconsciously, "Banana, if you want to eat bananas, just pick them..."
Don't say anything, just listen.
boom! !
There was a violent explosion.
The juice exploded and splashed, and the banana tree seemed to have been hit by the most powerful bullet. The front was dented, and countless plant fibers exploded from the back. The terrifying energy fluctuations scared the surrounding sheep and fled in all directions.
Huo Yu raised her legs high, and the banana tree as thick as her thigh was broken by her kick. Song Wenbin was speechless at such a horrifying scene. This guy was simply the reincarnation of Fearless Yuanjia. It was too outrageous.
Not only was he horrified, but almost everyone who saw this scene was speechless.
Katcha.
The banana tree broke after Huo Yu retracted his legs, and fell to the ground with a plop.
Huo Yu bent down and picked up a banana, threw it back into the wooden house, and said, "Uncle, wait a few days, okay?"
Wu Tou took the banana that was thrown over and looked at Huo Yuwu's calves with banana tree sap flowing, his pale face uncertain.
"Would you like a banana?" Huo Yu handed another banana to Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin opened his mouth slightly and looked at Huo Yu as if nothing had happened. Then he looked around. Oh, the Indonesians were all standing far away from them. The expressions on their faces were as if they had seen a ghost.
He took the banana dully and said nothing.
Huo Yu handed Sutina a banana and peeled another banana himself, "Let's go."
She led the camera crew through the woods with ease and ease, and no one around her dared to stop her.
However, they were intimidated by Huo Yu's ability and did not dare to step forward, but the look in their eyes still made Huo Yu feel uncomfortable.
She chewed a banana and snorted: "It's really funny. If it weren't for our country's market and population, would they have been able to develop in the past few years? The good guys pick up the bowl to eat and put down the bowl to curse. Have we offended them?"
"It's no use blaming them."
Sutina said softly: "This is a common trick used by Westerners. Whenever there are conflicts within their countries due to the rich-poor structure, they will transfer the conflicts to China and the Chinese. This is what Indonesia did in 1998. In 2020 The United States does this, and in today's turbulent era, they still do it, throwing dirty water, setting the pace, smearing, and spreading rumors at all costs..."
"Are we so miserable? How can we stand up..." Song Wenbin asked with sadness.
"Stand up, isn't this good?" Huo Yu said with his head held high.
"Is it okay there?" Song Wenbin was puzzled.
"Humph." Huo Yu said contemptuously: "Only the weak will be obsessed with such despicable methods. The real strong will not play. The real strong will only train themselves upright, day after day. I grew up through hard work every day, and finally won an honorable victory."
While talking, she also looked at Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin was very annoyed by the look in her eyes and said, "You just keep talking. If you look at what I'm doing, it's as if I'm dirty!"
Huo Yu and Sutina couldn't hold back their laughter.
