Seeing Long Wanda's look confused by Peng Bin, Fang Yi couldn't help but laugh aside.

His elder brother is also a genius. He doesn't like to learn but has a talent for language and writing that is beyond ordinary people. He was born extraordinary and could have entered the upper class circle, but he likes to enjoy the feeling of going through life and death. In Peng Bin's words, at that moment, he can feel that he is alive.

"Okay, Lao Long, I'm not kidding anymore. Haven't you told me how I found Luang Pu Tuo's hometown?"

Peng Bin suddenly put away his smile and said seriously, but Lao Long's claim still made Long Wanda's mouth twitch, obviously not very suitable for Peng Bin's intimate address that brings the relationship between the two parties closer.

"We are in a cooperative relationship now, you can't lie to me anymore..." Peng Bin hugged Long Wanda's shoulder, causing Long Wanda to push it away, and let it hug him. He felt that the embarrassing things he had encountered in the past few decades were not as much as a day today.

"Peng Xian... No, Peng Bin, I really didn't lie to you. The allusions of Master Luang Pu Tuo that I gave you before were also collected by me."

With a wry smile, Long Wanda pointed to a person outside the window and said, "This is my disciple. He likes reading books very much, and he is a good writer. He found out the birthplace of Master Luang Putuo. If you want to deceive, you should deceive me first."

Speaking of which, it was really the first thing Peng Bin deceived Long Wanda. The classics he had about Luang Putuo's life and deeds were asked before. Peng Bin gave the reason that he could better interpret Luang Putuo's handwriting, but he did not reveal the meaning of his intention to find Long Wanda's relics.

It was only after Long Wanda discovered that Peng Bin and Fang Yi were going to Cambodia that he became suspicious, so he asked his disciple to verify the place of Long Wanda's birth. It happened that his disciple had verified this before, and after finding some relevant classics, he determined the place where Long Wanda was born.

"Haha, I just want to have a great fortune. Lao Long, didn't I tell you, if you told me about this earlier, we would have come here soon..."

Peng Bin's face was so thick that after Long Wanda talked about it, he just laughed and exposed the matter. He also bit and blamed Long Wanda. Even Fang Yi next to him couldn't listen.

Although Long Wanda has profound Buddhism and can't finish talking about Buddhist scriptures for three days and three nights, when he meets a scoundrel like Peng Bin, he can't explain it clearly when he meets a soldier. He immediately started to practice silent meditation. No matter what Peng Bin said, Long Wanda kept silent.

The world-famous Angkor Miracle in Cambodia is the ruins of the Angkor Dynasty centered on Angkor Wat. Within a radius of dozens of kilometers, they were once the capital of this ancient civilization. When cars walked along, some broken tiles and broken walls could be seen from time to time in the grass on the roadside.

With the discovery of the Angkor miracle, this area where few villages were originally very desolate became lively. Now, the existence of villages can be seen almost every distance. The same is true for the village where Fang Yi and Peng Bin live. They migrated from other places decades ago.

"The building is still there, and all the million people have disappeared. I wonder what happened back then?"

Looking at the traces left over from the vicissitudes of time outside, Fang Yi whispered, as time passed, no one could discover the past history, and no one knew how the extremely glorious Angkor dynasty declined thousands of years ago.

What made Fang Yi even more puzzled was that for hundreds of years, no one had discovered the existence of the Angkor Dynasty. If foreign explorers had not come to the forest here to explore, the Angkor miracle would have been hidden.

"Maybe they all went to the Buddha's Kingdom?"

Long Wanda clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. Although he was a savior, he was also a Buddhist student with a profound attainment in Buddhism. He served the Buddha with a heart and like those Jesus believers, he always attributed the merit to God when encountering unexplainable things.

"What the master said is reasonable..." After hearing Long Wanda's words, Fang Yi's heart moved. Maybe the people who disappeared back then really went to another space, perhaps the place where Luang Putuo had been.

However, there are some things that Fang Yi can't understand. According to Luang Putuo's records, he had never met anyone in that space. If the two were going to the same space, those who entered that year did not know where they were going.

"The Buddha is merciful..."

Long Wanda recited the Buddha's name again, and a look of compassion appeared on his face. Peng Bin couldn't help but curl his lips. This old guy was so cruel when he killed him. Obviously, he was a villain who killed people without blinking, but now he pretended to be a good person again.

The car drove towards the village designated by Longwangda. More than a hundred years ago, it was still a place covered by forests. However, a hundred years later, there were already hundreds of villages of all sizes around the Angkor area.

Along the way, there were people from the village setting up stalls on the roadside and selling local specialties such as fruits. No one could imagine that this place was rebuilt on the ruins of a powerful dynasty, but the glory of the past is no longer reappeared.

"Lao Long, this village is not as close as you said?" After driving for more than ten minutes, the car entered a mountain road. This mountain road was very difficult to walk, and the journey was not enough. Peng Bin estimated that it was at least twenty or thirty miles, and just twenty or thirty miles away, their car drove for nearly an hour.

Fortunately, there were three off-road vehicles, otherwise I would have to lie halfway through. More than an hour later, the convoy arrived at the village entrance. Looking at the low wooden houses and some thatched huts, Fang Yi finally understood that many classics mentioned that Luang Pu was born into poverty and was not a lie.

This village is built on the mountain, and the road to the mountain is rugged and difficult to walk, so it has also cut off its connection with the outside world. Compared with those outside villages that rely on Angkor Wat to survive and reproduce, this village undoubtedly lacks in innate conditions, and many people still live a life of relying on the mountain to earn the mountain.

The arrival of the convoy attracted a burst of dog barking in the village. Several elderly people and women and children appeared at the entrance of the village. Several young and half-old men stared at the cars curiously. It was obvious that few people came here usually.

"Get out!"

Sitting in the same car with Peng Bin, Long Wanda was uncomfortable all the way. Seeing that he arrived at the destination, Long Wanda quickly pushed open the door and got out of the car. At this time, Yun Hao, who was sitting in the car in front, had already walked towards several old people.

"Let's go and hear what they say."

Peng Bin followed Long Wangda out of the car and stretched out his sleepy body while riding in the car. Peng Bin looked around, shook his head and said to Fang Yi behind him, "Grandma, if we were asked to look for it, we would probably not be able to find this place for three or five years..."

Friends who have been to Thailand, Myanmar, Cambodia or Vietnam may know that in these areas, trees are often very tall. Not to mention the mountains and forests, even in plains, many villages will be hidden in them by tall trees, and you may not be able to find them even if you pass by.

For example, the village in front of them did not build a road to the outside world. Just a twenty or thirty miles of mountain road made them confined to the mountains. Perhaps many people here have never been to the outside town in their entire lives.

"This village has existed for a longer time than those outside..."

Fang Yi nodded, and he was also looking at the surrounding environment. Fang Yi found that there were many red rosewoods used in the wooden house built by a family at the entrance of the village, and there were actually rosewood in some places.

After learning miscellaneous cultural and cultural knowledge for so long, Fang Yi knew that rosewood and rosewood were both precious woods and it was difficult to produce large materials, especially rosewood, which mostly grew in relatively dark and humid places in dense forests and gullies.

Because rosewood grows very slowly and is mostly covered by other tree species, its trunk is easily bent and deformed under difficult and combative growth environments, so most rosewoods seen on the market are small-sized wood.

But Fang Yi found that 80% of the wood used in the house was red sandalwood and rosewood. After estimating the price of this wooden house in his mind, Fang Yi was shocked. Not to mention anything else, all these woods could be worth millions.

Fang Yi's eyes were very sharp. Although it was still more than ten meters away, he could see from the extent to which the wood was corroded and damaged. The age of this wooden house was probably a hundred years old. It was precisely because of the use of these precious woods that the wooden house could still be used.

"Luang Putuo may really be born here." Fang Yi whispered to Peng Bin.

"No matter how many, look around first. If you find anything, let's get them away."

Peng Bin nodded when he heard this. He didn't have the intention to share with Long Wanda. Forget it if he couldn't find that space. If he found it, Peng Bin would definitely not take Long Wanda and the others in.

"Well, I understand..." Fang Yi nodded unexpectedly, "What's going on? What are they quarrel?"

Fang Yi suddenly discovered that Yun Hao and Long Wanda who were facing the old man seemed to have not had a happy conversation with the people in the village. Both sides were pointing fingers and didn't know what they were saying. Yun Hao's face looked a little excited.

"Puchi!" Peng Bin suddenly burst into laughter beside Fang Yi, and seeing that he was like that, he couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Fang Yi asked in confusion.

"The local person brought by Lao Long doesn't speak their local language at all, and the two sides can't communicate..."

Peng Bin laughed as he spoke. This village uses a very rare Cambodian local language. Although Peng Bin does not understand this local language, he knows another language that is very similar to its pronunciation, and he can basically listen to this local language.

But Yun Hao, who communicated with the villagers, knew nothing about this language. The more people on both sides were more excited, and they used their hands and feet, but they still didn't understand what the other party was saying, let alone Long Wanda and his group, as they could only cause trouble when they went up.

"Brother, do you understand what they said?"

Looking at Peng Bin watching the fun, Fang Yi said with a wry smile: "If you know, just go over and communicate. It's not a solution to waste it like this. And Lao Long will definitely not be good at making things easy. He will definitely find a translator from outside."

"Okay, look at my brother." Peng Bin smiled proudly, walked to the middle of the crowd, and said to Long Wanda: "Old Long, you guys are behind, I'll talk to them."

After changing the language, Peng Bin started to communicate with several elderly people at the village entrance. When he heard someone understand their language, the expressions of the elderly people also eased a lot. After a few words, he smiled and one of the elderly people even took out the earth cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Peng Bin.

"Old Long, take some money to use it..." Peng Bin turned around and said to Long Wanda.

"How much do you want?" Long Wangda was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he still signaled to the disciple next to him and asked him to take out a stack of US dollars from his bag.

"These are almost enough..." Peng Bin snatched the stack of US dollars and stuffed them into the hands of an old man. But what Peng Bin didn't expect was that the old man actually threw the US dollars back to Peng Bin, saying something with dissatisfaction.

"Grandma, this is US dollars, which is 4,000 times more expensive than his mother Cambodian Riel!"

After taking the stack of US dollars, Peng Bin almost burst into tears because the old man actually only had Cambodian Riel, that is, Cambodian currency. He didn't know that the purchasing power of this US dollar was four or five thousand times that of Cambodian currency.

Obviously, the old man rarely communicated with the outside world, and he didn't know that the stack of US dollars he threw out was several times more than the annual income of their entire village. The old man was stubborn enough to only have the coins he knew.

"Cambodia Riel? Is it Lills? Where do I have that kind of money?"

Hearing Peng Bin's words, Long Wanda shook his head. In Thailand, Cambodia, and Myanmar, US dollars are the best hard currency, so they bring US dollars when they go out, so where would they exchange for a worthless currency like Cambodian Riel.

"Yun Hao, do you have any there? Give me some first..." Long Wangda turned to look at Yun Hao.

"Take out all the money you have..."

People with the status of Yun Hao naturally would not bring money. They asked their followers around them and got a thick stack of banknotes with a person's avatar from him. Fang Yi took a look and found that the amount on it was 100,000. There was a long string of five zeros behind the first word. In fact, this stack may have at least 10 million Cambodian Riels.

After taking the money handed over by Peng Bin again, the old man immediately smiled again and hurriedly called the group into the village.

"Brother, is the exchange rate between Cambodian Riel and US dollars really one to four thousand?"

Fang Yi, who was walking behind Peng Bin, asked. He had just calculated roughly that the value of this stack of Cambodian Riels was about 5,000 US dollars, while the US dollars Peng Bin gave the old man just now was 10,000 or 20,000 US dollars, and the old man was obviously at a disadvantage.

"This is terrible without knowledge."

Peng Bin shook his head and said, "I have encountered such indigenous people in Myanmar before. I don't want US dollars and have to ask for Myanmar coins. Grandma's thing is worthless. I have to carry a sack to carry it. I am most afraid of trading with those indigenous people."

"Money is easy to deal with. Even if you want Riel in Cambodia, we can give as much as he wants."

Long Wanda suddenly said from behind, "Mr. Peng, I don't know what you said just now? Where is he going to take us?"

"You are called Peng Bin, Lao Long, you are very naughty and forgot my name again."

Peng Bin looked at Long Wanda with dissatisfaction and said, "I told him that we are archaeologists and need to stay here for a while..."

Peng Bin paused for a moment and said hypocritically: "Here, the money I just now is rent. I will give you the one from Sanpao and I. I will give you a few hundred dollars later. You are indispensable. Don't be so stingy."

"I...I didn't ask you!"

Long Wanda was so amused and laughed at by Peng Bin. What is his identity? Apart from the title of Thai national teacher, Long Wanda himself is still a billionaire. He was embarrassed to ask Peng Bin for such a little money.

"That's good, Lao Long, it's not that I don't want it, it's that you don't want it." Peng Bin and Long Wanda fought and followed the old man and walked towards the village.

This village is a village built on the mountain. Walking on the road paved with rocks, you can see some sculptures from time to time on both sides. However, in the Buddhist country of Cambodia, these sculptures are not Buddha statues, but some strange human figures and animals.

"Brother, what kind of carvings are these?" Peng Bin looked a little strange and touched Fang Yi with his elbow. He knew that Fang Yi was very proficient in Buddhism and Taoism, and perhaps he knew the origin of these statues.

"I don't know, there are no such sculptures in Buddhist scriptures." Fang Yi shook his head when he heard this, and said, "Go and ask that old man, they should know what is in their village, right?"

"That's right." Peng Bin grabbed the old man walking in front and started to communicate with him in a chattering manner.

"Brother, what was he talking about?" Fang Yi asked after Peng Bin and the old man had finished their exchanges.

"What he said is..." Peng Bin suddenly stopped, turned to look at Long Wanda, and said, "Old Long, you are not kind!"

"Why am I not kind?" Long Wangda looked puzzled by Peng Bin. Even if he had a deep attainment in Buddhism, he would almost get angry.

"You know this place in advance, haven't you sent someone here? How did your people come and communicate with them?" Peng Bin looked at Long Wanda with a smile.

"this……"

Long Wanda's face, which seemed to be in his forties, turned red at this moment. After a bitter smile, he said, "I did have someone come here, but they did not disturb the people in the village, nor did they communicate with them."

During the days when waiting for Yun Hao, Long Wangda not only found the location of the village, but also sent someone to search here. The people he sent came here at night, were very skilled and did not alarm the residents here.
Chapter completed!