Chapter 2944: You Owe Him a Life! Isn't That Enough?

For Uncle Ming, the Second Archaeology Team was nothing less than a band of plague gods; in truth, he had never considered that it was his own excessive actions back then that brought things to this pass.

Otherwise, who would make things hard for a man of his age? All of this was simply his own doing, suffering the consequences he brought upon himself.

And now Uncle Ming had simply rushed over, charging toward the source of the sound, in search of the aroma of braised meat he had spoken of; in fact, even Bide found the whole matter riddled with doubt.

If Uncle Ming's mind were still sound, no matter how greedy his appetite, he would not have been drawn to such a degree by the mere smell of braised meat in a place like this.

There was something deeply strange woven through it all, but now that things had reached this point, even Bide could not hold Uncle Ming back.

Under such circumstances, he had no choice but to let Uncle Ming charge ahead; after all, this was the most critical moment, and someone was needed to break the deadlock.

Previously, no matter the circumstances, Uncle Ming had never been willing to be the one to charge in first; but this time the situation was unusually special, so he rushed to the very front, with the others close behind, and Bide stayed right at Uncle Ming's heels.

Not letting Uncle Ming face the slightest danger was his duty as a bodyguard.

Wang Kaixuan ran as he spoke: "I really don't get it — even if Uncle Ming saved your life, you've already given one back to him, so why are you still like this?"

What Wang Kaixuan referred to was very simple: since Bide had taken that pill for Uncle Ming, that already counted as repaying him for a life.

And during all the time before, although Wang Kaixuan did not know exactly what had happened, given Uncle Ming's brains he must have done countless utterly foolish things; if Bide had not been at his side, he would long since have died goodness knows how many times over.

Faced with Wang Kaixuan's question, Bide showed no emotion at all; in his view, all of this was only natural, and he owed no one an explanation.

As for exactly how Uncle Ming had saved his life, to this day no one in the Second Archaeology Team knew.

Of course, no one wanted to ask the specifics, but everyone was certain it had been a tragic experience; given that, they did not wish to deliberately tear open Bide's old wounds.

Up in the New Moon Restaurant, Zhang Lin deliberately stopped his earlier narration; in fact, whenever he mentioned anything about tombs, there would always be someone interested.

But the reason Zhang Lin could stop at this moment was that he saw everyone's attention fixed on the Second Archaeology Team's situation, and they had even deliberately ignored the First Archaeology Team.

After all, the First Archaeology Team had not yet reached such a dangerous stage; they maintained a steady pace and continued moving forward.