Moving bricks and gravel, in the eyes of ordinary people may be a labor, physical scene, there is no special feeling, three excavators, constantly make a 'knock' sound, Sun Zheng and others standing in the distance feel the earth trembling, look at the excavator to dig up the sand in front of the door of the forgotten place, fence it with an iron ring, and then open it again, the drilling rig hangs up the hammer of three tons of weight, and uses the power of falling to smash the gravel into powder, I have to say, this way of cleaning up is much faster. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Brother Xiaozheng, what are they asking us to do? Aren't these big guys still needed?" On the hot playground, the machine roared, and the eardrums that shook at close range were a little painful, and the old flowers were attached to Sun Zheng's ears and shouted loudly.

"Do you want to shock me to death!" Sun Zheng pushed a handful of old flowers and glared at him with raised eyebrows. "They're cleaning the debris out of the tunnel, and when it's done, we're going to go in and clean the tunnel. ”

Lao Hua also looked embarrassed, rubbed her hands a few times, and said fearfully. "Hehe, don't be angry, Brother Xiaozheng, but to be honest, I really don't want to go in... The last time I went in, I almost killed us, and maybe there was something waiting for us to go in again this time, and if there was another sandstorm, I don't know if the luck was as good as last time. ”

"You crow's mouth, can you have a good fart! Don't go in? If you don't go in, you can ask Lieutenant Han about the rattan in his hand. Sun Zheng also looked helpless, as Lao Hua said, this place really almost killed him.

Lao Hua immediately smiled all over his face, and suddenly was stunned, and pointed to more than a dozen golden-haired and blue-eyed men with ankle bracelets on one side. "Hey, little brother, look at you, the old ghosts in the Russian area, it's strange, why are they here?"

Sun Zheng didn't answer, turned around and stared straight at Lao Hua. Lao Hua found that no one had paid attention to him for a long time, so he turned his head to look at Sun Zheng, only to see Sun Zheng pursing his lips and raising his eyebrows to look at himself, Lao Hua seemed to notice something, withdrew his fingers, his eyes wandered, and muttered in his mouth. "Hey, today, it's so hot today..."

Not long after, several old ghosts from the Russian region came to the front of Sun Zheng and his party under the leadership of the Russian district prison guards and talked with the prison guards in the Chinese district.

The old ghost in the Russian area looked at Sun Zheng and his party behind him and laughed from time to time, Sun Zheng couldn't understand what they said, and couldn't help but look at them, one of the purple-haired men attracted Sun Zheng's attention, it was a very beautiful man, at the back of the crowd, long eyebrows, a bad smile, blue eyes were extremely charming under the refraction of the sun, the gray prison clothes on the upper body were slightly wet, and the thin fine sweat seeped out through the prison clothes, highlighting the original excellent body, the arms were similar to old flowers, full of tattoos, a high nose bridge, and moderately thick red lips were rippling with a dizzying smile at this time。

"Brother Xiaozheng, have you seen it, these old ghosts are as strong as cows, and their arms are thicker than my thighs. Lao Hua clinged to Sun Zheng's side and gestured.

"Yes.." At this time, Sun Zheng wanted to speak and stopped, the purple-haired young man seemed to notice Sun Zheng's gaze, looked sideways and met Sun Zheng's eyes, in an instant, Sun Zheng dodged a little, and then peeked at the other party, the purple-haired young man's eyes were deep and attentive, showing his tiger teeth and nodding to Sun Zheng, Sun Zheng was also embarrassed, and hurriedly nodded in return.

"Almost, you guys take a shovel and follow me in, and everyone knows about the turmoil in Cartus, our Chinese area is seriously damaged, and the guys from the Russian area have been specially approved to help, don't make trouble, do your own thing. The prison guards in the Chinese District smoked cigarettes and warned Sun Zheng and the others slowly.

Sun Zheng carried a shovel, put on a hard hat, and followed the team to stand at the entrance of the tunnel that had just been cleared, looking at the swarthy front, with some complexity in his eyes, and glanced at Lao Hua, who was a little reluctant, but still walked in with everyone under the pull of Sun Zheng.

It may be because there is no big gate, the tunnel that has always been closed has the same wind direction, and you can constantly hear the wind howling in your ears, quiet and gloomy, the more you go inside, the darker it becomes, and you have to turn on the helmet light on your head to continue walking.

"Oh mom, last time I came with a candle to see clearly, this time there is a light source, it looks even more terrifying than last time. Sun Zheng and the others were at the back of the line, and Lao Hua kept muttering.

"If you can't shut your mouth, I'll close it for you!" Sun Zheng glared at Lao Hua viciously, waving the shovel in his hand, as if like that, as long as Lao Hua jumped out of a word, the shovel would be waved to his mouth mercilessly.

Lao Hua saw Sun Zheng picking up the shovel, quickly covered his mouth, and pointed for a while, as if to say, 'I'm a dumb person'. Sun Zheng snorted lightly, continued to move forward, suddenly stunned, the feeling of stepping on the ground was a little weird, it seemed to be a little soft, subconsciously raised his foot and stepped on it again, it was still that feeling, his expression changed, he immediately retracted his foot and took a step back, his expression was a little frightened, he pressed the helmet lamp on his head and shone it on the ground, only to see an object like fur on the ground, after seeing it clearly, Sun Zheng took a deep breath and rubbed his sweaty palm.

"Hey, how is there parchment in this place? It's so big. Lao Hua was startled by Sun Zheng's movements, and just wanted to ask something, and the following lights saw the ground together.

"Parchment? what is that?" Sun Zheng said in surprise as he looked at the parchment that Lao Hua picked up and put in his hand.

In fact, parchment is not only made of sheepskin, sometimes calfskin, used to copy some important classics or the like, or used to draw some treasure maps and the like, thick and strong, impermeable to oil and water. Lao Hua observed the parchment in his hand and explained to Sun Zheng in detail.

"How do you know?"

"My grandfather, when I was a child, I had this stuff in my grandfather's study, how could I not know it. "Lao Hua is very proud of himself whenever he mentions his grandfather.

"Heh... Your grandfather is so capable, how can there be such a grandson as you. Sun Zheng chuckled.

"Hey, hey, who are you scolding, Brother Xiaozheng, don't believe it, my grandfather's ability is enough for you to walk sideways."

"Just blow it. ”

"Who do you look down on! I, Zhang Yanfeng, will talk about this today, and one day I will be able to go out of this place, and I will have to take you to our ancestral hall to have a look! But then again, how can there be parchment in this place, and there is nothing written on it, it stands to reason that such a luxurious thing should not be without something. "Lao Hua hesitated for a long time, and he didn't toss anything.

"Presbyopia, listen!"

"Huh?" Lao Hua heard Sun Zheng's shout, put down the parchment he was studying, was surprised, pricked up his ears, and for a moment, his spine twitched, and he panicked. "Again.. Again.. Is.. The sound of the opera. ”