Chapter 155: The Rest of Your Life After Death

Zhang Damao and Dabai Pear did not die, they fell into the sweet potato cellar.

Every household in a mountain village has a sweet potato cellar, and the function of the sweet potato cellar is to store sweet potatoes.

Sweet potatoes are the best grain and the best vegetables in the mountains. Every family in Daliangshan grows sweet potatoes.

Every autumn, after the sweet potato harvest, they were worried about being frozen by the cold winter, so they dug a sweet potato cellar in the yard.

Storing sweet potatoes in the fall for an entire winter, including the following spring, is a good ration.

After three months, the sweet potatoes are taken out and steamed in a pot, which is still the most refreshing and delicious. Put it in the rice pot and mix it with the cornmeal batter, and the cornmeal batter will become sweeter.

Half of the depth of the sweet potato cellar is seven or eight meters, and there are more than ten meters, with a diameter of about one meter, and the normal temperature is maintained in winter, not too cold and not too hot, which ensures the quality of sweet potato storage.

The entrance to the sweet potato cellar is so small that it just allows a person to walk through.

The sweet potato cellar was not something Zhang Damao was willing to enter, but he accidentally slipped in.

On the eve of the earthquake, Zhang Damao and Da Baili didn't notice it, and at that time, the two of them were doing those indiscriminate things in the quilt......

Zhang Damao was holding the big white pear of the big white pear, and the big white pear was also howling under the man, and the two of them were busy working, and suddenly, the earth shook and the mountains shook......

Zhang Damao has seen the world and heard of earthquakes, and legends about earthquakes have long been circulating in the village.

Once upon a time, the stone tablet of the mountain temple was engraved with the great earthquake 800 years ago, and more than half of the people in the village died.

Zhang Damao noticed that the roof was shaking, and immediately realized that something was wrong, and he knew that a major earthquake was coming.

The two of them couldn't care about their busy work, and Da Baili jumped up suddenly: "Her father, what's wrong?" ”

Zhang Damao trembled and said, "It's not good, it's an earthquake......"

"Ah, what should I do?"

Zhang Damao spit out one word: "Run!" ”

Zhang Damao has no other abilities, and his escape skills are first-class.

Over the years, he has had misdeeds with countless widows, and it is precisely because of his boldness and carefulness that he has not been caught red-handed.

When he was wrong with the women in the village, Zhang Damao's ears were like hunting dogs, and he always saw six ways and listened to all directions.

In addition, a few years ago, Wang Hailiang's dog bit his stomach, Wang Da rammed an arrow through his buttocks, and was cut in the back by Zhang Ergou with a knife in the earthen kiln in the south of the village.

All of them have already forged Zhang Damao into an alert, mature, and experienced beauty-seeking master. When it comes to some danger, he is faster than a rabbit.

He hurriedly pulled up the big white pear and dragged it under the kang.

Da Baili said while getting dressed, "Wait, I don't have any clothes on......"

Zhang Damao said angrily: "Wear a hair, when you put it on, we will be stoned to death." ”

Without saying a word, he suddenly rushed over and hugged the bucket waist of the big white pear, and carried the woman out of the house. The action is fast.

Thanks to Zhang Damao's quick movements, as soon as he walked out of the house, the tiles above his head fell downward. 、

Because it was the middle of the night, there was no light in the yard, and the big white pear was very dazzling, shaking and dizzy.

In addition, this is a warehouse, and there are prepared baskets everywhere, many of which have been shaken down, and there is no road.

Zhang Damao had to take a detour, and he also caught up with his panic, exhausted, and did not pay attention and stepped on the entrance of the sweet potato cellar.

Usually, a large iron pot is buckled on the top of this sweet potato cellar, and the cellar mouth is tightly buckled to prevent people and animals from falling in.

Because of the ground movement, the big iron pot swayed like this, and he didn't know where he flew, so Zhang Damao stepped on the hole with one foot.

"Ah......h Zhang Damao screamed miserably, and jumped into the sweet potato cellar for several miles. After he fell in, the body of the big white pear just landed at the entrance of the cave.

Da Baili found that the man had fallen in, worried that Zhang Damao was in danger, she didn't care about life and death, and shouted: "Her father-!" "Also fell in from the entrance position.

Zhang Damao's luck was still good, he stepped on the air, his body hit the cave wall twice, and his head was also knocked out. Slowed down most of the momentum.

After the sweet potato cellar of more than ten meters fell in, he was not killed by falling, but fainted.

Because there was Zhang Damao at the bottom below, after the big white pear jumped in, he suddenly pounced on the man's body. Again, there were no falls.

Zhang Damao fainted, the sweet potato cellar was black and rumbling, he couldn't see his five fingers, the big white pear touched it back and forth, and finally touched the man.

She suddenly hugged Zhang Damao in her arms and howled in pain: "Dad, don't die, what should I do if you die?" What should I do? ”

Although Zhang Damao is not a human being, he has been cheating with the women in the village all day long, but he is her man after all.

The second daughter fell into the Valley of Ghosts three years ago and died, Zhang Damao is her only relative, she is really worried that the man will die.

Da Baili hugged Zhang Damao and cried bitterly, shook it over, and almost shook Lao Zhang apart.

Zhang Damao finally woke up and said, "Why are you crying?" It's never too late to cry when I'm dead. ”

Da Baili found that Zhang Damao was fine, and the woman smiled with tears, and at this time she realized that the man was her own qiē, and the man was her own. Without Zhang Damao, she is better off ...... life.

Zhang Damao's consciousness was not unconscious, nor was he injured, but he felt dizzy and his shoulder hurt.

He knew that this was his own sweet potato cellar, so he didn't panic.

He wanted to climb up, but the earthquake outside was too strong to go up at all. The ground shook the mountain, and the sweet potato cellar shook with the mountain, and the dust fell downward.

Both of them were worried that the sweet potato cellar would collapse, and even how strong the sweet potato cellar would be in the face of the earthquake.

The two of them couldn't go up, so they could only hug each other and tremble, looking at the big bowl of the sky above, and the two of them howled together.

The big white pear is like an attacked dog, its head arches vigorously to the man's body, holding Zhang Damao and not letting go.

Zhang Damao also hugged the big white pear tightly and snuggled up to the woman. They became a real couple in distress.

Their hearts had never been so close, fearing each other's danger.

Zhang Damao used his back to help the woman block the above qiē, showing the true demeanor of a man for the first time.

This is his kindness from the bottom of his heart, and it is also an instinct to protect his wife from harm.

Suddenly, with a bang, the wall in the courtyard collapsed, and the entrance to the sweet potato cellar was smashed underneath, sealing the hole completely.

The two of them continued to tremble in the sweet potato cellar and continued to shout, flustered, like leaves swaying in the wind in a storm.

His voice was hoarse, and his spirit was completely desperate, but no one from outside came.

I don't know how long it took for the sweet potato cellar to settle down and stop shaking, and the whole earth stopped shaking.

Zhang Damao and Da Baili stopped screaming, because their voices were hoarse and they couldn't make a sound at all.

The big white pear pulled the rooster's throat and asked, "Dad, what should I do?" ”

Zhang Damao also pulled the throat like a rooster and said, "What else can I do?" Wait, wait for Hailiang's gang to rescue us out. ”

Hailiang ...... Will it save us both? ”

Zhang Damao said: "Definitely, for Erya, he will also save us out." ”

"In case he doesn't come...... What to do? ”

"Then keep waiting, I promise he'll come."

"And what if we're hungry?"

Zhang Damao said: "Nonsense! The sweet potato cellar is full of sweet potatoes, and you can not starve to death for a month. ”

Indeed, this sweet potato cellar is really full of sweet potatoes, and you won't starve to death if you stay inside.

Now Zhang Damao is not worried about hunger. His concern was that there was not enough oxygen in the sweet potato cellar.

The sweet potato cellar is different from the outside, and the sweet potatoes in it emit nitrogen every winter, which makes the oxygen content inside very small.

He was worried that the two of them would suffocate inside.

Grandma's, maybe in a few hundred years, the bodies of the two of them will be fossilized, dug out by someone, and put on display in a museum.

Because they were in a panic when they escaped, they didn't have time to get dressed.

A few hours later, Zhang Damao knew that he was too worried. There is no shortage of oxygen in this sweet potato cellar.

The terrain here is very good, the location of Zhang Damao's house is high, and it is surrounded by hillsides, and those hillsides are full of stones, and there are many cracks in the stones.

Those crevices help to ventilate the sweet potato cellar, and there is a slight wind slowly blowing through the walls of the sweet potato cellar.

Zhang Damao was overjoyed, knowing that he couldn't die, so he stayed inside with Da Baili with peace of mind.

The two of them stayed in the sweet potato cellar for three whole days, and when they were hungry, they ate sweet potatoes, like rats, squeaking and gnawing.

They were languishing, waiting, waiting for the great rescue to come.

So when Wang Hailiang came over, Zhang Damao not only did not die, but was in good spirits, with a red light on his face.

Wang Hailiang shouted at the entrance of the cave: "Uncle Mao! Are you here? ”

Zhang Damao jumped up all of a sudden, and tears flowed down: "Hailiang, Hailiang...... I'm here, and your aunt is too. ”

"Uncle Mao, why did you hide in the sweet potato cellar? How dangerous is that? ”

Zhang Damao snorted: "You think I'm willing?" Isn't that a kick in the air? ”

Wang Hailiang found that Zhang Damao and Da Baili were fine, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He is worthy of Erya, and he once swore in front of Erya's grave that he would help the girl take care of her father.

If Zhang Damao and Da Bai Pear really have a good relationship, Hailiang doesn't know how to explain to the dead Erya.

Wang Hailiang jumped into the sweet potato cellar in three verticals and two verticals, but after entering, his face turned red, and he found that Zhang Damao and Da Bai Pear were not wearing clothes, and the two of them were smooth, the pair of big white pears of Da Bai Pear...... It's really white.

Zhang Damao was rescued, Xifeng's sister-in-law was rescued, and in addition to the few people who died, the number of people in Pimple Slope was right. The rescue was declared over.

The pimple slopes that had experienced the catastrophe were incomparably desolate, and the mountains were filled with homeless people, the cries of the bereaved and the murmurs of the wounded.

Daliang Shan drooped its heavy head, as if it was mourning for the dead.

The sky was full of stars, and the night wind whined through the grass, like a ghost crying from hell, and like a dead soul wailing.

On the ruins, from one end to the other, there were a continuous stream of tents, no noise could be heard in each tent, every tent was deserted, and people could no longer get excited.

I don't know from which tent came a burst of huqin sound, the huqin sound was very elegant, high and frustrating, and a sad old song was heard.

It is Zhang Damao's rooster-like voice, Zhang Damao is not only a well-known willow weaving master, but also a well-known huqin master, when he was young, he liked to play the huqin, and he also liked to sing the old dialect.

"The eastern expedition is always empty, it is difficult to give up the big country Chang'an City, since ancient times, the Zhou, Qin and Han dynasties, the mountains and rivers are like flowers, and the eight rivers flow around the city ......."

The old yin and yang frustrated, high-pitched and loud, came out far and wide in the dark night, adding another sadness to the rest of people's lives after death.