Chapter 117: The Grotesque of the Deserted Village (10)

Lu Jun, on the other hand, glanced at his mouth, muttering scoldingly, his voice was very small, but even if he didn't have to think about it, he could guess that he was probably scolding Qin Su.

"Humph!"

Qin Su took the child to the end of the car, snorted coldly at Lu Jun, and bowed his head to comfort his three children.

Luo Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a little dignified in his heart, I hope nothing will happen in the past thirty minutes.

With the lights on full, this is tantamount to directly exposing their target, no matter what, thirty minutes still have to wait, otherwise Luo Qiu knows that the contradictions in the car will intensify, and it is even possible that Qin Su, who is out of control, will turn the target of hatred towards Luo Qiu himself.

With a sigh, Luo Qiu took out a pack of cigarettes and walked to the co-pilot seat next to Lao Mo and sat down.

"Old Mo come to one?"

Lao Mo was not polite, he took away a cigarette with one hand, took out a lighter, lit a fire for Luo Qiu, and immediately lit a fire for himself. Although smoking is not allowed in the car, no one is talking about these rules at this time.

The only few sisters who minded were panicked at this time, and they only hoped that they could live well, and where would they pay attention to Luo Qiu and others smoking.

"Where's the young man?" Lao Mo smoked a cigarette and seemed bored and started talking about the topic towards Luo Qiu.

"Oh." Luo Qiu smiled dumbly, and then said: "Yuhang people, Dumiao." Now I'm doing some antiques business at home. ”

"Antiques?"

As soon as he heard that it was an antique, Lao Mo seemed to be interested: "It stands to reason that antiques are not all things played by rich people?" How.... Rich enough to come here and experience the suffering of the world? ”

Listening to Lao Mo's ridiculous words, Luo Qiu couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"The antique business also has to be divided into whether it is good or not, like me... It's the kind of mixed poor. As the saying goes, antique shops don't open, open for half a year is the truth, as you can see, it hasn't opened for more than a year, and now it's a poor jingle. ”

Regarding the memory that appeared out of thin air in his mind, Luo Qiu still said it directly to Lao Mo, after all, this is the basic information of the current identity, and it doesn't hurt to say it.

"That's right."

The two chatted for a while, and from Lao Mo's mouth, Luo Qiu could be regarded as having a preliminary understanding of Lao Mo. Lao Mo is a native of Huxiang, graduated from junior high school, and was a bit of culture back then. However, at that time, it was not easy to find a job after graduating from junior high school, and his family did not want him to go away, so he learned to drive in his hometown and became a bus driver.

I thought it was a short-term job, but I never thought that this bus driver would drive for decades. Lao Mo has a total of seven children, the eldest son is now in his teens, and the youngest son is now married and has a son who is more than two years old.

Although it is not considered the four generations in the same house, but the family is also happy, the children already have their own families, he is naturally idle as a parent, a few years ago has retired from the bus driver, after several years of family happiness, the children are very filial.

Time passed slowly, and half an hour passed quickly, and even half an hour was delayed..... But I still didn't see anyone approaching, and I didn't even hear the shouting....

"Old Mo... Let's drive. "The deep voice, this is not Luo Qiu, it is Qin Su who speaks. saw that his face was full of heaviness, but his face swept away the previous pain, and turned to a sense of perseverance.

People are easy to experience sharp changes, and there is no doubt that the death of his wife Zeng Xiaoqin dealt a great blow to Qin Su.

Lao Mo sighed and slowly started the engine of the bus, but the bus started slowly under a buzzing sound, and after a while, it started to start again on the mountain road.

Because it was a winding road and it was raining heavily, the car that had just been repaired drove very slowly.

Although Lao Mo has decades of driving experience, he couldn't help but pay full attention on this dangerous winding mountain road, and he didn't talk to Luo Qiu, and drove for about ten minutes.

Lao Mo seemed to have heard something, and suddenly asked suspiciously: "You ...... Did you hear anything? ”

Sound?

Luo Qiu on the side said dumbly: "What sound?" "At the moment, there are too many voices around, the sound of the wind, the rain, the sound of the people in the car talking, the sound of the car driving, all kinds of sounds are intertwined, and it is extremely chaotic.

At this time, it seemed that the child's hearing was very good, and the eldest girl among the three children heard something, and frowned: "This kind of... It's like ...... Like ...... The sound of the earthquake is the same."

How can it be?

However, as soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the car felt that the car was indeed shaking, as if it were really an earthquake, and at the same time, among the many mixed sounds, there was indeed a rumbling, as if it were an earthquake.

On the surrounding cliffs, many rocks and cliffs began to roll down one after another, as if it were raining.

Seeing this, Luo Qiu's reaction was not slow, and at this moment, he suddenly thought of something not very good, so he immediately leaned on the window of the car and looked up at the mountain next to him.

Although the light was dim, I could still see the mountain on the left side in front of me, and the vegetation on it was constantly falling, and the mountains were falling down and down, all the way down.

Landslides!

After seeing what it was, Luo Qiu's entire cold hair stood up for a while, and he yelled: "Stop.... No.... Back off.... Hurry back! It's a landslide! ”

The car creaked and slammed on the brakes, and even the people in the car with the corpses in the car corridor slammed forward.

Qin Su, who was sitting in the back, didn't pay attention, and several children were suddenly thrown down in the aisle by this inertia, and their heads slammed into the iron under the seats.

There was no movement for a while, and I don't know how the fall went.

Qin Su was shocked when he saw this, he had just lost his wife, and now where could he see his son like this.

Hurriedly went to hug the child, and on the other hand, he was even more anxious and scolded, scolding the old man for not braking suddenly, without prior notice.

Although Luo Qiu understood his child's anxious mood of being injured, he also had the urge to scold his mother at this moment.

This kind of natural disaster is coming, and who can know in advance whether it will be possible or not?

Lao Mo, who was sitting in the driver's seat in the first seat, also saw the situation in front of him, and he was scared enough for a while.

But after all, it is an old Jianghu, if it is a young person, he would already be trembling and stunned in place at this time. Lao Mo reacted and immediately began to reverse.

This kind of winding road, the road is already narrow, the curve is large, the long and wide bus can not turn around, in order to avoid the landslide ahead, can only slowly retreat backwards.

But how fast can you return the car? Especially when you get back on a winding road, you accidentally fall into the cliff at the bottom of the mountain, and you are as slow as a snail.

And the landslide ahead is accompanied by a downward stance.