Everyone began to pack up nervously and orderly, and the golden abacus beckoned Thimble and Batu into the tent, as if there was something to discuss, and I was a little unhappy when I saw that he ignored me. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The beard poked me and said, "There are so many things happening before I get to the sinkhole, I don't think this business is easy to do, so let's just flash people." ”

I shook my head: "I feel that the old man of the golden abacus knows a lot of things, and they are the answers I want, and now the origin of the ghost hand has been figured out, but I have a hunch that the golden abacus must know more, and I don't want to go back so unclear." You're right, this transaction is too risky, you've been dragged down by me so many times, can you listen to a word of advice this time......"

The beard immediately rolled his eyes: "Stop, what do you mean?" Let Hu Ye go back alone, right? Damn, that's not possible, I patted my chest in front of Ah Qiu and said to protect you, how faceless would it be for you to let us go back alone? ”

"Why don't I write a letter to Aqiu and help you explain?" I really don't want to let the beard toss with me anymore, it's time to rest.

"Pull it on." The beard put on his coat: "Lao Tzu will be shameless enough to go back alone, if you write a letter to explain again, Ah Qiu may not know what to think of me, and you have to be more anxious, don't talk about it, grind and chirp, go and pack up your things." With that, he went into the tent.

I know that Beard is not afraid that he will not be able to explain when he goes back, he is really worried about me, from the beginning when the second uncle hired him to protect me, and now we have a lifelong friendship, this subtle change does not know when it happened, but I can feel that Beard is now responsible for me, definitely not the kind of perfunctory for the commission at the beginning, this feeling, may have started from the moment he was stabbed for me.

The efficiency of the guys brought by the golden abacus was very fast, and within half an hour, everything was ready, and dozens of people marched towards Lao Ye Mountain.

We entered the mountain this time is a ruin, because the golden abacus stayed in Banan Village, not only to investigate the secrets of Banan Village, but more importantly, to ensure the logistics of the brigade that entered Lao Ye Mountain, now we are gone, the logistics has lost its security, we have dozens of people plus those people in the sinkhole, the material consumption is not more than half a month at most, once the food is out, we can only kill the livestock, and the equipment transported in will have to be given up at that time.

A few days later, when I stood on the edge of the sinkhole again, I looked at the primeval forest beneath the sinkhole, and it felt like a world away.

After all, Jin Abacus is old, and he has been tossing and turning for the past few days, and he has been sitting on the edge of the cliff for a long time without moving.

I thought the old man was asleep, and I couldn't help but be startled when I saw it, and I saw that Jin Abacus's eyes were round, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his heart was shocked, and he was busy probing his snort, I was out of breath!

"It's not good, old man......" I was just about to greet someone, but Batu hurriedly waved his hand at me: "Don't be surprised, Master is settled." ”

"?" The beard rattled: "The old man still has this hobby?" Don't you think chrysanthemums hurt? ”

"Buddha Amitayus!" Suddenly, the golden abacus exploded in my ears like thunder, startling me so much that I almost fell off the cliff, and Batu covered his mouth and laughed.

Jin Abacus took a hard breath, it seemed that he hadn't gasped for a long time, I stared at him, and I watched his face slowly recover, and then I let out a long breath.

"Old man, how does it taste in your belly?" The beard laughed: "Cure hemorrhoids?" ”

Batu said angrily: "The old man holds his breath every day, and he practices turtle breath, do you know a fart?" ”

The beard glared: "I really understand this, if you don't hold your breath, you can't smoke to death?" ”

"Into the sinkhole." Jin Abacus stood up and glanced at his white beard. The guys began to lay the ropes and climbed down the cliff one after another, leaving the equipment and livestock on it, and picked a few clever guys to watch.

The jungle was still lush, we didn't stay too long, proofread the compass, and walked in the direction of the narrow lake, thinking of the earth-shaking momentum of the last landslide, and I don't know what the scene of the narrow lake has become now, remembering the hanging heads in the temple, and the human head that looks like me, my heart began to beat again.

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