After a long time, Wang Yi came to his senses, took off the folding engineer shovel in his backpack, dug a hole by the river not far away, and buried the bodies of the boy and several women. Fortunately, the soil there was soft, otherwise Wang Yi would not be able to hold on.

Later, he searched the bodies on the dirt road. In addition to some gold, silver and fine softness, he also collected three letters from the white-faced Maitreya. Two of them were contacts between beards, which were actually invitation letters, hoping that the white fat man could bring people up the mountain to join the gang. The last letter was a command letter written by Sergeivich, a Tsarist Russian naval officer stationed in Vladivostok, to cooperate with the Tsarist Russian spies in Yingkou to draw the terrain of Heilongjiang, Jilin and Fengtian to prepare for the future yellow Tsarist Russian plan. Of course, this is the empty talk,

Fatty white men are not fools, so they naturally offer many benefits. The silver is 100,000 taels, most of which have been distributed in the form of arms. They are stored in a place called Qinglonggou near Haicheng, where there is a small Russian warehouse, and the arms are all German Mauser 71 rifles and rifles, as well as bullets. Simply put, the Tsarist Russians wanted to train the white-faced Maitreya Zhang Jixing to become a local armed leader across the northeast of the Qing Dynasty. As for why the German weapons were used, the letter did not clearly state the reason.

Wang Yi also found several letters from Wang Wanshan's luggage. It turned out that Wang Wanshan had two sons, one was an official in Fengtian and the other was in charge of the family business. The so-called family business was to steal gold mines, smuggle Korean red ginseng and medicinal materials, and sell opium, that is, opium. Of course, what he did was to transport soybeans on the surface.

"Neither of them are good things!"

Wang Yi cursed in his heart, and at this time he had already roughly understood what world he was in.

Time - in the first year of Guangxu, the location was between Liaoyang and Haicheng. If Wang Yi had a good guess, this would be Anshan in the later generations. Of course, there is no such title yet. Although he doesn't want to believe everything in front of him, Wang Yi understands that he is afraid that the truth is like this. He has cried too much today, and he is completely numb, and has a blister on his mouth, looking haggard.

He didn't have time to think about the future, because the sun's eyes began to turn west. Such things on the dirt road cannot be thrown away in vain. If he settles down in the future... he is afraid that he cannot do without these things.

The amount of silver brought by Wang Wanshan on this trip was more than one million taels, most of which were silver notes. In addition, there were a small box of gold bars, gold cakes, and gold leaves, as well as four large boxes of antiques, jade, porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, and rare ancient books. The things behind should be Wang Wanshan’s favorite things. Even if Wang Yi was rude, he knew that these things were worthless. What surprised him the most was that Wang Wanshan also had a box of foreign currency, which was full of pounds, which was 30,000.

How many years will it take to work in the underworld to make such money!

The fat white men's group's wealth is naturally not as valuable as Wang Wanshan, but it is not small. Not to mention copper coins, there are tens of thousands of taels of silver bills alone. It seems that there are many things to do to kill people and rob people. Originally, Wang Yi was also angry for a moment, but now he calmed down and still regretted it. However, after seeing the wealth of these bandits, he felt a little comforted, at least he was no longer so sad.

Except for silver notes and pounds, Wang Yi naturally could not take away the rest of the property on the scene. He could not drive the carriage at all. He rode a horse and played for a few days while traveling in Inner Mongolia. So he found a secluded place and marked all the large items. The weapons of both sides were buried together.

However, there should be a custody of this matter today, otherwise both sides would die and trouble in the future. So Wang Yi pushed some of the corpses of the horse bandits, including Fatty White, down the ravine not far away, and then cleared the excess traces. In this way, the black pot was pressed on the Fatty White. Thinking about it, this was not a black pot.

Now there are more than ten unowned war horses left on the dirt road. There are not only these, but many of them ran away by themselves, and Wang Yi was too lazy to chase them. He used a hemp rope to carry the reins of all the horses, and then rode the big black horse that was originally a fat white man and turned into the mountain.

As for what happened later, such as how people were discovered, how to report to officials, or simply leaving them alone, Wang Yi didn't know. At this time, he had already arrived at a small valley he had passed by, with green trees and plump water and a stream passing through it. He took down all the saddles of all the horses and released them. In fact, this was a helpless move. The fat white war horses were not ordinary goods at first, and it was too eye-catching to put them outside. Moreover, Wang Yi now planned to return to the transport plane, and not to mention the others, the ammunition had to be replenished first. The world was too chaotic, there were guns but no ammunition, and it was too unsafe.

But it was already dark, and Wang Yi found a secluded place to hide, cooked two bags of instant noodles in a small steel pot, and added some wild vegetables to it. There is no need to expect delicious food, at least it can fill your stomach. Then he put out the bonfire, and then he used the picked branches and wormwood on a big tree to get tired of a small nest, so that he could prevent the attack of beasts when he was asleep in the middle of the night. This is not the later generations, where bears and tigers are not dead yet.

It's not comfortable to lie in the tree nest. Although Wang Yi was tired, he couldn't sleep for a while because of his ups and downs. First, he looked at the signal of his phone accustomed to it, and then tried the Beidou positioning without any change.

"This phone is almost out of power. I wonder if there is a power supply on the plane?" While thinking, he put away the phone and took out the tablet from his backpack. Because it had a solar panel on the back, Wang Yi was not afraid of the power outage. However, the background of the desktop on the phone was a photo with his parents, which made his eyes red again. He gently stroked his parents' faces, and felt mixed feelings.

"Dad, mom, son is unfilial..."

After being sad and bored for a while, Wang Yi decided to change his mood, otherwise he would be depressed. He got a beautiful woman's desktop and then opened the folder where he downloaded the book. Because he was busy walking, he had not had time to read the contents inside.

After searching over and over again, I found a book about history. Later, after carefully reading it, Wang Yi realized that the early years of Guangxu were in 1875 AD.

"In 1875?...even if you live another 100 years, it is only 1975. There has not been any reform and opening up yet! Why did I catch up with the hardest days in China... It's pretty good, at least I escaped the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the two Opium Wars... If I really lived for a hundred years, I might still see my father and mother!"

Wang Yi smiled at himself with a rare self-deprecating smile, and knew that it was mostly delusion. In this century of world, even if he could live a hundred years, even if he could pass seventy, he would be a rare longevity! He actually forgot about the history after 1875, and most of it can only be said to have an impression. As for the details, there is no way to talk about it.

"The records in this book are quite detailed... I'm afraid the days in the future will not be easy!" Wang Yi sighed. He was sad about his parents' affairs before, but now he is worried about his future life. He always feels confused, as if he is out of place with this era.

He couldn't figure out his future plans for a while, so Wang Yi simply stopped wasting his brain cells. Fortunately, he had a benefit, that is, if he encountered big problems and could not be solved in a short period of time, he would first solve the small problems in front of him, which could allow him to jump out of a certain thinking pattern. The situation in front of him was... setting a category folder to classify all the books and materials on the tablet. This life seemed simple, but in the face of the 2tb stock, it could only be described as difficult.

"It seems that in the future, I will find time to sell e-books in Piaotiansi Station... I saw that download package at that time, it seemed... The technology occupants dominate the world, yes, this name. I thought it was a collection of h comics and novels, and I really looked forward to it. I didn't expect it to be a collection of textbooks, papers, and various documents, not even a book of martial arts novels. I wiped my tears, how can I live my life in the future... I can't write it myself!"

With a lot of thoughts, Wang Yi finally fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already bright, but strangely, he always felt something on his face, but when he touched it, it turned out to be a piece of bird shit.

"His grandma, what's the point of life!" Wang Yi was so angry that he almost fell off the tree.

While having breakfast, Wang Yi also looked at the war horses he brought yesterday. He thought that he could have a few left, but now he saw that he didn't even have horse hair and ran away. He didn't encounter any danger when he returned to the transport plane. On the way, he encountered a few pheasants. Wang Yi and his pair were not polite to beat one of them and barely improved their lives.

After living on Yier 76 for five days, Wang Yi's instant noodles food was about to be exhausted, so he had no choice but to find a town to make a living. Before leaving, he wrapped an important part of the plane with a covering cloth, which was the only way at the moment.

Within five days, Wang Yi completed the sorting and classification of books on the tablet computer, and also recorded the weapons loaded on the plane. As for the remaining medicines, because they were originally donated by Wang Yi in the hospital, he had already known it.

He really regretted it now. He had known that he would have brought a few horses here so that he could carry a lot of supplies with him. But later he thought about it, he was going to the Qing Dynasty. If the Qing soldiers searched, would he still have to kill the soldiers and rebel?

After thinking about it, it is not as convenient as being alone.

Besides, I saw from the book that Fengtian Mansion has now published a "Regulations on the Prohibition of Foreign Guns and Foreign Medicines". The things I carry are basically prohibited products... Alas, it's really troublesome!

This time when he came out, the Wang area would have more supplies. In addition to guns, ammunition and common medicines, he also found two bags of carbohydrate pens and a lot of A4 paper. He originally wanted to bring an extra 88 sniper rifle, but the weight of the paper made the sniper rifle completely delusional.
Chapter completed!