The chaos in Black Gold Town gradually subsided as night fell, and the secret hands of the Conor Gang had quietly left, leaving a mess on the ground.
Saluba turned the cemetery behind the hill upside down, destroying the graves of countless ancestors. After the people in the town drove away the monsters and killed them all, they gathered around the cemetery and wept silently.
If death cannot bring peace, then what will be people's destination?
Victor rode his white butt and returned to town exhausted.
The faces of the townspeople on the street were very solemn, and it was more difficult to clean up the mess than to fight against the intruders.
Victor looked for the familiar figure, and he saw many people surrounding a cart pulled down from the hill. Henry and Donnie were also among the crowd.
Victor quickly approached, but the two men pulling the cart pushed him away with all their strength, their expressions full of nervousness and panic.
With just one glance, Victor saw Arthur lying on the cart.
There was no blood on his face, leaving only weak breathing.
There is a private doctor in Black Gold Town. The bald middle-aged man wearing glasses was quickly called over to treat Arthur.
In the hearts of the townspeople, Arthur's prestige has surpassed that of the town's sheriff. Farmers, grocery store owners, and tavern owners all stared at him with sad faces. Everyone knew in their hearts that the former guardian might have died.
Can't come back.
He was sent to the clinic, with only the doctor beside him.
But not long after, the door of the clinic opened with a clang, and a bald doctor wearing glasses ran out in a panic, shouting a name.
"Victor Damon! Who is Victor Damon?!"
As soon as Victor tied his white buttocks to the side of the road, he was grabbed by the doctor.
"Are you Mr. Victor? Arthur wants to see you. He has something to say to you."
Victor didn't understand why and was pushed into the clinic by the doctor.
In the dim room, only one oil lamp was lit. Arthur leaned weakly on the soft cushion made of cowhide, with a bandage wrapped around his waist, and the blood had already soaked out.
"Vic...To."
His tone of voice seemed to be about to break off at any moment, and it was obvious that this local tycoon was about to die soon.
Victor came closer to him and looked into his wandering eyes.
His consciousness was fading and his attention was unfocused, but he still asked Victor about the results of the pursuit.
"Augusta..."
Victor sighed and shook his head, saying that he failed to keep the other party in the end.
Arthur stared at the spider web above his head in confusion, suddenly smiled bitterly, and coughed out blood.
When his breath slowed down, he suddenly said: "White butt...not bad..."
As his death approached, this man did not mention more valuable last words, did not express emotion about life, and did not miss those who had passed away. Instead, he brought the topic to the white horse. Victor really couldn't understand what he meant.
Next, Arthur continued: "I lied... I lied to you. I stole it without spending any money... Now it is yours..."
Without further discussing the issue of Augusta, the only thing Arthur entrusted to Victor before his death was the stolen white horse.
As the words fell, his breathing became slower and slower, his eyes quickly lost their luster, and he stared blankly into the empty space, murmuring slightly in his mouth.
"May you...beyond the cold iron smoke...be able to see the light of the sky..."
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After walking out of the clinic, people from the town were already surrounded outside. They held torches high, hoping to see a miracle on Victor's face.
However, the results are always disappointing.
Some women covered their mouths and cried. The cowboys loyal to Arthur entered the house and pushed the dead boss out.
People gathered around the cart carrying Arthur's body and watched him enter the town's church.
Father Sang slowly moved to Victor's side, his eyes flashing with reflected flames.
"The former perpetrator has become the guardian of the town...ahem...this may be the ending he hopes for."
"Maybe!" Victor didn't know what to say. He just felt that human beings are really very fragile.
Most of the time, we are unable to evaluate other people's lives, because in the end, everyone is withered grass under the wheel of the times, and will be crushed at a casual crush.
"Death is not a simple loss of life, young man." Father Sang patted Victor on the shoulder, "but a step out of time...ahem...so we might as well be bolder in dealing with life, because you always have to lose it." Hearing this, Victor suddenly thought of Father Sang's increasingly weak body, and his expression became silent again.
"I can't imagine the day I die. I hope to treat my life with caution. Even if I'm not afraid of death, I'm still afraid of pain..." After a haha, Victor laughed again and again.
"It's okay to put your own life first."
Father Sang seemed to agree with Victor's statement, but then he stared at the black clouds on the horizon and muttered: "Life is a key point that cannot be ignored, cough... But there will definitely be someone who chooses the most difficult one.
Along the way, there will definitely be people... who will put more important things in front of their lives..."
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In Missouri, under the ancient Zoroastrian temple, Adolf followed this group of tomb robbers and explored the path through the uneven underground tunnels with difficulty.
It took several days for the poisonous gas to dissipate. They finally managed to get into the secret passage, only to find that the secret underground "palace" was as difficult to walk through as a naturally formed cave.
There are no smooth roads or square bricks below. The dark and damp cave is filled with stalactites and steep cliffs.
At some point, Adolf suspected that this secret passage was actually just an "unbuilt" section of the temple, which was abandoned at a later stage.
However, the leader of the tomb robbers showed the map, which indeed showed that there were some mysterious structures below.
The thieves firmly believe that the treasures of the Valentine people were hidden there in the past.
Adolf can kill these people at any time, but he will not do it easily until he sees what he wants.
After all, you can use them to explore the road first.
The surging water of the underground river converged above the head, forming a spectacular waterfall from the side, falling straight for nine days, and the sound was extremely powerful, making people watching this scene tremble with fear.
A narrow natural stone bridge leads to an unknown place on the other side. It is the only way. In order to pursue wealth, the team of tomb robbers must move forward.
The five people stepped onto the stone bridge one by one and walked forward cautiously. No one was sure whether the bridge was strong or not.
The sound of rushing water stimulates everyone's nerves. If you accidentally slide down, you will be in the abyss. Who knows what is below.
"Boss! Can we come back after we find the gold? This road is not easy to move things!"
A thin man asked the leader at the front loudly.
The other party ignored him and kept his attention on the book and map.
But at this time, another person exclaimed. He pointed to the rushing waterfall on the side and said that he saw something.
People thought this guy was dazzled, but Adolf looked in the direction he was pointing and saw something flashing with green fluorescence, looming in the water of the waterfall, like a carp swimming upstream, trying to leap over the "Dragon Gate"
”!
Suddenly!
A green luminous object ran too fast and jumped down from the waterfall, hitting a tomb robber on the head.