Zhang Dazhu silently carried a large frame, which was full of things, and followed Gao Sheng, walking quickly in the dark night.

He had a lot of questions in his mind at the moment, but he didn't dare to ask.

Before leaving, Gao Sheng repeatedly explained that he had to shut up when he left the house, and he would do whatever Gao Sheng asked him to do.

If he hadn't been drunk last night, Gao Sheng wouldn't have waited until tonight to call him to work.

As for what Gao Sheng asked him to do, he didn't ask anything, just do it, anyway, the third brother wouldn't harm him.

Just moving forward in the dark, Gao Sheng didn't even let a torch be lit, it was really a test of his eyesight, fortunately it was the middle of the month, and the road was faintly visible under the bright moonlight.

When he came to the ground, Zhang Dazhu took a look around by the moonlight, and wondered even more, isn't this the workshop of Zhang Butcher in Shanghe Village?

Continue to follow the ascension to the stone mountain.

Gao Sheng led him up the rocky mountain from the gentler side of the mountain, and then asked him to take out all the things he had brought.

At this time, Gao Sheng lit a torch, and under the light of the fire, Zhang Dazhu saw clearly that the two of them were located on the cliff face of the stone mountain, and if they went further, they would fall.

What did the third brother bring him here for?

In the large frame, there are more than a dozen cylindrical items about a foot long and arm thick, wrapped in kraft paper, as well as more than a dozen bamboo joints of equal length, slightly larger, hollow, and a string more than ten feet long kraft paper mixed with black medicinal powder.

Gao Sheng didn't speak, let him hold the torch, and especially reminded him that the torch should be far away from these items, so that it can be illuminated.

Then Gao Sheng began to stuff these cylindrical objects wrapped in kraft paper into the hollow bamboo joints.

What surprised Zhang Dazhu even more was that Gao Sheng inserted these processed bamboo knots into the cracks of the nearby rock formations one by one, and then used the thin rope full of black powder to connect these bamboo knots one by one, until they led to the outside for a few zhang before giving up.

At this time, Gao Shengcai finished everything, and then asked Zhang Dazhu to carry the basket on his back and hide behind the rocks far away.

Seeing that Zhang Dazhu was hiding, Gao Sheng also asked him to cover his ears.

Just when Zhang Dazhu was stunned with a suspicious face, Gao Sheng lit the black powder-covered string with a torch, and then ran to the rock to hide.

Gao Sheng hurriedly dropped the torch behind the rock, covering his ears with his hands.

I saw that the lit string, "Zizi" was sparkling, burning rapidly.

Zhang Dazhu was so surprised that he even forgot to cover his ears, where had he ever seen such a strange burning imagination, and he was still flying out of the sparks?

"Cover your ears, nerd!" Gao Shen reminded him urgently.

Zhang Dazhu was surprised by the burning state of the string, and was a little stunned, and when he reacted and was about to raise his hand to cover his ears, he only heard a "boom" when the ground shook the mountain, like thunder on the ground, and he was so frightened that he shouted "Kiss Niang".

Then, in the rock crevices filled with "bamboo pipes", a series of intense fires erupted one after another, illuminating the dark night sky and dazzling the big pillars.

The earth-shattering movement of the ghosts and gods is not over, followed by the sound of "bang-la-la" of the rock formations falling off.

A series of "boom" sounds, and light clusters burst out in the dark night, and they were also accompanied by the "bang" sound of the rock layer falling off, and the sound of the sky falling apart was cracking.

Clusters of black mushroom clouds rushed straight into the sky, such a terrifying sight and movement, made Zhang Dazhu pee his pants, regardless of the cold ground, lying on the ground with his hands covering his ears and pouting his cheeks, trembling, chanting words in his mouth, asking for the blessing of all the gods.

The explosion stopped, and then the rock formations that shook the mountains fell off, and the broken rock and gravel smashed on the ground with a "bang" sound, as if the world was apocalyptic.

As soon as the explosion ended, Gao Sheng nodded, yes, the explosion sound just matched the number of bamboo detonators, and this movement also satisfied him, and now the rock formations are still falling off one after another, which is a big deal.

It seems that the gunpowder he made was completely satisfied with the needs of blasting and mining.

"Pillar, gone."

Gao Sheng picked up the torch that was not extinguished, said a word, and saw that Zhang Dazhu did not move, and when he turned around, he saw Zhang Dazhu's cowardice.

I saw Zhang Dazhu's three souls blind and two and a half souls, with a frightened face, kneeling on the floor, constantly worshipping heaven and earth, his head slammed on the ground, and there were words in his mouth.

"Grandpa Thor, Grandpa Thor, when I was young, my family was poor, at most I followed the third brother to order the neighbor melon (melon) fruit, but now that I have grown up, I have never done anything lacking in virtue, not to mention that when I was a child, the third brother took me to go, and there is a head in the ......."

Gao Sheng rolled his eyes, this fool actually sold him like this.

It's no wonder that Zhang Dazhu would sell him, in the face of such a movement of shaking mountains and thunder on the ground, how could ordinary people have seen it? It's strange not to think of ghosts and gods.

Even if Zhang Dazhu saw him arrange it in advance, this was like a miracle, and he still wouldn't think of him, and blamed everything that was abnormal and he couldn't figure out on "Grandpa Thor".

This is the feudal superstition that was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in ancient times, and it cannot be broken at all.

Seeing the urine flow of Zhang Dazhu's buttocks, he could only say to Zhang Dazhu: "Zhuzi, if you don't leave, Grandpa Lei Sheng feels that it is an eyesore when he sees you like this, so he has to split you." ”

Zhang Dazhu's heart was broken, he got up with a grunt, picked up his things and fled.

Gao Sheng, who followed him, smiled helplessly, waited until he went down the mountain, extinguished the torch in his hand, and walked back by the bright moonlight.

At this moment, in the two villages of Shangxiahe, it is fried.

Such a big movement, thunder on the ground, is this a bad omen, or a good omen, you have to discuss, ask a mage to take a look first?

Last night, the continuous "boom" sound, like the thunder of the sky, the villagers did not close their eyes all night, to the second day of dawn, the two village elders, the village is hurriedly convening the village villagers, everyone to discuss last night's flat thunder, is fierce or auspicious, please a mage to see.

Both villages are critical moments for repairing the river embankment, but at this moment, because of the imagination that could not be explained last night, people are panicking, and the farmers have no intention of repairing the river embankment, so they can only stop work.

Gao Sheng was pulled up by the old man in his sleep, and the village chief and village elders of Xiahe Village convened the villagers to discuss the strange phenomenon last night, and it was not possible without him, a man from Xiahe County, present.

He is the owner of Xiahe Village, who dares to decide a big thing without his permission?

What's more, without his idea, the village chief and the village elder would not dare to be the lord of Xiahe Village without authorization, let alone invite the mage to come and take a look at the evil luck.

Gao Sheng could only get up, wash up and have breakfast, and the old man kept following his buttocks, describing to him the "strange things" of last night in surprise.

At this moment, with a look of horror, he said to the old man: "There was such a movement last night, why didn't the child hear it?" ”

The old man rolled his eyes, and scolded with hatred: "You melon, you have always slept soundly, of course you can't hear the continuous thunder when you were ugly last night." ”

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