Chapter 73 (1) Ancient Quarry
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Yuan Zuo covered his face with the black scarf again and said, "I will also go to the quarry outside the village with you." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Gong Yuan, since there is danger outside, you can just send someone to go, there is no need to go in person. At night, the lights are dark, and those guys play with their lives, which is not easy to get along with. ”
"No, Brother Xing, the surname Yuan is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, I just don't want to cause trouble, let's go."
At this time, it was already dark, and the three of them quietly left the stockade and walked towards the west mountain. The mountain road is steep, it is difficult to walk in the dark, but Yuan Zuo is familiar with geography, walking quickly all the way, Shi Suo found that although Yuan Zuo is fifty years old, but his body is neat, not breathing or stagnating, obviously his martial arts are not weak, and the appearance of sighing during the day is like two people.
Xing Mazi told Yuan Zuo about Wang Hailai just now, Yuan Zuo nodded and said: "I know, all the people he thinks are useful have already been found, you are sent by the iron master, how can you miss it?" Have you already been promised 300 oceans? ”
"Yes, Yuan Gong, is this guy bragging?"
"No, no, no," Yuan Zuo shook his head again and again, "Don't think so, he didn't even brag about a little bull, three hundred oceans, Wang Laoba and others have already got it, and he said who to kill, who to arrest and so on, don't take it as a deaf ear, he can do it, he can do it, last month, a group of black thieves, let them clean up, more than 20 people, not one left, all killed, only a blink of an eye......"
Shi Suo was taken aback, "Kill them all?" How many people did they dispatch? ”
"Three."
"Huh? What are you talking about...... They use guns? ”
"Yes, two hands with box guns, one with a war knife, the one with the knife, is Wang Hai, he kills people, but it is really vicious, jumping five or six feet away, swinging the knife, just like lightning, the thieves didn't even react, they were already in a different place."
Being able to fight with guns is generally an army, but dealing with a group of bandits with three people does not seem to be the style of an army, Shi Suo said: "What is the origin of this Wang Hai?" Yuan Gong, can you ......" Yuan Zuo waved his hand without listening to him, "Brother, I don't know, even if I know, I don't dare to say, don't ask." ”
Seeing that Yuan Zuo's mental strength was not general, but he was restrained by Wang Hai, he was silent, and he didn't even dare to say the origin of the people, which made Shi Suo quite unhappy, and his heart was probably because Yuan Zuo was older, so he looked forward and backward, and was afraid of wolves and tigers.
Turn a mountain corner, a high mountain peak in front of you, stand in front of you, black and very majestic, the strange peaks on the mountain are abrupt, the rocks under the mountain are craggy, on both sides of the mountain road, a huge stone is scattered on the slope and under the shore, look at it in the night, as if the mountain peak has been smashed, and the rocks roll down.
"What kind of mountain is this?" Stone Lock asked.
"Xuanmen Mountain."
The further you go, the more rocks there are, and the large and small pieces are dotted around, and Shi Suo said: "Be careful, this kind of place is the easiest to ambush." Yuan Gong, why are there so many rocks on this mountain, it seems to be ...... Whoever demolished the house and threw the bricks and tiles on the ground. ”
"Legend has it that in ancient times, here is the battlefield where the immortals fight, all the gods show their might, the mountain is split, straight to the flying sand and stones, the sky is dark, some of the mountains are knocked out, some of the ravines are filled, some of the flat ground picks out the ditch, of course, these legends are myths. There is also a legend that in ancient times, it used to be a quarry, and craftsmen opened the mountain to split stones, quarried the stones, cut them into pieces, and transported them to distant places. ”
The night is dim, and the surrounding scenery is not clear, but some of the stones lying in the forest and on the side of the road obviously have signs of artificial cutting, and they are cut squarely, but because they are broken, they have become waste wood and abandoned on the side of the road. Xing Mazi said: "Yuan Gong, I understand, your house and courtyard walls are built with boulders, and it turns out that those boulders are transported down from the mountain. ”
"It should be," Yuan Zuo said with a smile: "Those houses are old, it is said that they all use logs as wheels to slide boulders down the mountain, I don't understand, why did I get so many boulders in the first place, isn't it more convenient to chisel the stones into small pieces?" ”
"That's different, a wall made of big stones, it's beautiful and strong, and it's not bad for hundreds of years, just like a person who lives forever. The ancients did things differently from us. When they worship something, they do things that people today can't understand. "Shi Suo's words are actually what I have heard Hu Xuan say before.
Ascending a long slope, the shadow is enough to see an empty field in front of you, about dozens of acres in size, the empty field is also full of rocks, there are piles of figures, sitting or standing, there is a voice of speech, the tone is intense, like a quarrel, but far away, I can't hear what is said.
Three people walked over, no one came to stop them, people in groups of three, two in a group, some leaning against the rocks, some sitting on the boulders, in the center of the field noisy, are two strong men, one of them, but it is the old bear that I have seen during the day.
Lao Xiong crossed his waist with one hand, carried his machete in the other, and shouted menacingly: "Lao Tzu has always robbed houses, and he is not a good person. ”
The person standing opposite him didn't hold a weapon, put his hand in his sleeve, and said coldly: "Scare your surname Xiong, we don't have that fart kung fu, since you don't know the current affairs, and you use the ocean of white flowers as dung, we can't care about it, but you don't make a big deal of nonsense here and affect other people's trading." ”
"No one cares about my own mouth...... Ouch. The old bear didn't finish a word, suddenly his body tilted, fell to the ground, threw away the machete in his hand, and cried out while holding his stomach, "You fucking plot against Lao Tzu." ”
The two did not move, but the old bear was already injured, and the discerning people saw that the person opposite him must have used a hidden weapon, but the night was dim and he couldn't see clearly, but the person had been standing still, with his hand in his sleeve, and everyone didn't understand what kind of hidden weapon he had sent.
"What are you doing, do you want to fight?" Several people stood up from the rocks next to them, shouting one after another, and some took out knives and guns, seeing that they were about to cause a group fight.
Xing Mazi and Shi Suo originally followed Yuan Zuo to "play and press", the purpose was to calm the situation, but before they could understand what was going on, they had already made a move here, Lao Xiong was injured and fell to the ground, and several people were obviously Lao Xiong's comrades, and as soon as they rushed forward, they were about to form a melee pattern.
"Wait a minute." A shrill voice spoke. Then, a figure jumped onto a long boulder and waved his hand forward, "Stop, everyone, listen to me." ”
Shi Suo listened to the sound quite familiarly, and when he opened his eyes and took a closer look, this person was Hong Lingzi. (To be continued.) )