After Heimer finished eating Acuo's food, his eyes began to unconsciously glance at the food that had not been moved on the remaining people's hands. A bodyguard beside Acuo lost his appetite because he saw it, and immediately gave the food in his hands.

Heimer once again took the food he handed over with great gratitude. While stuffing the food into his mouth, he continued to tell his experiences on the mountain these days. Taking advantage of the stall where he was swallowing food in breath, Sun Desheng said to him with a smile: "Why are you so hungry? I'm sorry to see you, eat slowly, don't be starved to death and choked to death."

Speaking of this, Sun Desheng paused for a moment, changed his tone and said, "By the way, have you been on the mountain for so long, and haven't seen the demons on this mountain? Don't say, your luck is really good, and you'll almost catch up with the Victor we know."

"Are there any demons on this mountain?" Heimer was stunned for a moment, swallowed the last bite of food, and continued to say to Sun Desheng: "The demons you are talking about referring to wild animals, right? I heard that there are brown bears on this mountain, but I am lucky. I have only seen a few Tibetan foxes..."

Seeing that Heimer had eaten two portions of food in a row and was still unsatisfied, Yang Xiao also gave him the food he had not planned to eat: "Can you still eat it? Don't be polite if you can eat it."

"You are really the best people in the world." Heimer hugged Yang Xiao with some exaggeration, and then continued to grab the food in the plate and stuff it into his mouth. His stomach seemed to be unable to fill it forever, and he had no intention of stopping after eating three portions of food.

Yang Xiao looked at Heimer who was still eating voraciously, and then looked at Sun Desheng and Acuo. Although Heimer's signs were suspicious, neither he nor Acuo could feel any abnormal breath from him. However, this person was really a lost backpacker, just like the pool of blood he saw in the morning, no one would believe it.

Seeing that Heimer was about to finish his third portion of food, Acuo winked at the other bodyguards. Theirs understood that they had not moved food, walked to Heimer one by one, and said to him one by one: "Can I eat more?" "My one has not moved, so I will take it if I want it." "Eat all."

"You are really the angels sent by God to save me..." Heimer took all the food again, and finally, under the gaze of everyone, he finished these foods one by one. After eating the food of six people in a row, there was no discomfort on Heimer's face, and his stomach did not swell, and it was still no different from what he had before.

When eating the last portion of food, Heimer's eyes were still staring at the food in Sun Desheng's hand. After blinking, the fat man made a completely opposite action to others, and ate his own portion of food first. He said with a whimpering voice: "Brother, it's not that I don't give it to you, I'm hypoglycemia..."

After seeing this, Heimer sighed softly before ate all the food in his hand. Seeing him swallowing the last bite of food, Acuo suddenly said, "I forgot to ask you just now, how long have you been trapped in this mountain?"

"How long have you been trapped? Let me calculate..." Heimer thought about it for a long time and tilted his head to Acuo and the others, "It's been one hundred and thirty-seven years, anyway, it's just so many years. Who can remember the specific time? This mountain has been magically slapped, and I can't get out of here."

Acuo and others were ready. When Heimer finished speaking, the four bodyguards were already standing on his side and surrounded the German. However, at this time, Acuo and Yang Xiao still did not find a trace of abnormal aura on Heimer. If he had not seen this person on this mountain, he would not have associated him with the demons on the mountain.

After chuckling, Sun Desheng walked behind Yang Xiao, and then said to Heimer: "So you are the devil who ate so many old toasts on this mountain? No wonder you are so hungry, and you have eaten so many people but not full. Just this little food is not enough for you to stuff your teeth, right?"

"People-eating? Are you talking about me? God, I'm not a demon..." When he said this, Heimer then understood who the demon Sun Desheng was referring to. After making an exaggerated expression, he continued: "How can you say I am such a terrible thing? Gentlemen, although I just accepted your help, this does not become an excuse for you to insult me."

When he said this, the expression on Heimer's face changed. He looked at the people around him with some confusion, and then continued, "Okay, if you still give me some food, I don't mind multiple nicknames. Is there really no food? Even if it's a piece of biscuit or half a piece of biscuit..."

Seeing that the words Heimer and the Demon were not at all related, Acuo couldn't help but continue asking: "Did the death of the toast more than a hundred years ago have nothing to do with you?"

After licking his lips, Heimer continued, "Who is the toast you mentioned? I have facial blindness and can't tell the difference between Tibetans and Chinese people in other regions. Yellow people look the same in my opinion. Sorry, I'm not trying to offend you, I'm talking about the facts. Well, I know what you want to do, I have some marks here. I think this should be enough to afford the cost of diet. Can you give me some more food now?"

When Heimer spoke, he took out two or three old and dissatisfactory notes from his body. After Yang Xiao took it, he turned back at Sun Desheng in surprise and said, "This is a Mark from the Prussian German period, and it has a history of almost a hundred years."

When Yang Xiao was speaking, he handed the wrinkled banknotes in his hand to Sun Desheng and Acuo. Neither of them had seen such banknotes with the avatar of the German emperor, but Acuo still had some objections to Heimer's identity: "Then how do you explain the Nike clothes, hats and travel backpacks on you? Did you also buy them with this kind of mark?"

"Are you talking about this outfit?" Heimer said to Acuo powerlessly: "This was given to me by a generous friend. He also sent me a lot of food for me regularly. But I haven't seen his people come up recently. I'm really hungry and I have no choice but to ask you for help. Are you really having nothing to eat? Find it again, even a piece of candy..."

Heimer's last sentence reminded Yang Xiao. After he took out a pack of candies from his pocket, he looked at Sun Desheng. After seeing that the fat man had no intention of stopping him, he approached Heimer's side, took out a candy and put it in the man's palm, and then said, "You are lucky. This is what I plan to coax my wife to school. Continue to answer the following questions, and these are all yours."

After Heimer put the candy in his mouth, he flatteredly said to Yang Xiao: "Sir, your wife must be the most beautiful woman in the world..." Before he could finish this sentence, Yang Xiao's heart was already smiling and put all the candy in his hand in Heimer's hand: "It's all yours."

"You gave all the benefits, how else should I ask?" Sun Desheng curled his lips at Yang Xiao. Just as he was about to continue asking questions, he suddenly saw a few flashlights shining in the distance. When several people looked back, they saw two Tibetan youths covered in sweat coming towards them.

The two Tibetan youths were separated from them in the afternoon. Didn’t they say that they could not go up the mountain at night? At this time, they heard Kumbu shouting in a crying voice: “Mr. Lin, are you all okay? We, village chief Tseren, have contacted the village, and now the whole village is alarmed. You can go down with us quickly!”
Chapter completed!