Chapter 1684: The Strange Mountain (3)

Then he glanced at the sleepy Zhang Li seriously, and said in a hoarse voice: "The village chief surnamed Zhang has a problem." But the biggest problem is still Professor Liu, who is in charge of clearing the wasteland. ”

"Professor Liu also has a problem?" Zhang Li really didn't have much impression of the taciturn Professor Liu, he just felt that his grandfather was making more and more fuss.

"He doesn't like he wants us to harvest the crops." Grandpa knocked the soot out of the dry tobacco pouch.

Zhang Li frowned: "Then what does he want to do?" ”

Grandpa was silent for a while: "I can't tell." Maybe it's to dig an old mine! ”

"You said that Professor Liu and Village Chief Zhang want to rob the tomb?" Zhang Li was taken aback, and then shook his head: "It's not like, which tomb robber dares to be so blatant, covering the entire mountain field, and letting us open up the wasteland." ”

"In my opinion, this whole Baozi Mountain looks like an ancient tomb. Such a big stroke, even the soil used for landfilling is the fertile black soil of the plain transported from hundreds of miles away, and the buried must be the emperor's relatives. ”

"The relatives of the entire Sichuan emperor can be counted with ten hands, and their tombs have all been found. I see, grandpa, you are thinking too much. Zhang Li disagreed.

"I've always thought there was something weird about it. Unusual! Unusual! Grandpa still muttered like a tongue twister, then sighed heavily, and looked at his grandson deadly: "Be careful, now that the contract has been signed, the waste will continue to be cultivated, Li'er, you must promise me one thing." ”

Seeing that Grandpa's expression was solemn, he was speaking in a commanding tone. Zhang Li nodded absentmindedly: "You say, I'll just listen." ”

Grandpa said: "After clearing the wasteland, stay behind people, don't run to the front." If you dig up something weird, don't touch it, turn around and run away. ”

Zhang Li nodded perfunctorily.

Seeing that he couldn't listen, grandpa grabbed his arm: "Li'er, you are my only relative." Your parents died in vain, and I don't want to send any more white-haired people to black-haired people. I want you to swear! ”

Zhang Li became serious at this time, and after making an oath, grandpa gave up.

The two of them didn't say much, and slept back to back in the cramped tent.

When the day dawned, the members of the threshing team in the tent began to gradually get up and wash, and the foot of the mountain was lively. The yellow mist was sunburned by the morning glow leaking out of the mountain stream, as if it had been stepped on by a cat with its tail, and it retracted into the depths of Baozi Mountain.

At half past seven in the morning, the spring and summer sun was warm, and the cold air in Shanlu was dispersed, Zhang Li stretched his waist and held a lunch box to prepare for breakfast.

Although Zhang Li didn't know any of those measuring instruments. He saw that Professor Liu was very close to him, so he leaned over and took a curious look. The compass in Professor Liu's hand is engraved with mysterious and simple characters, which is unique in shape and seems to be very valuable.

There were more than thirty magnet pointers on the compass, and the secrets were all over the surface of the compass with a diameter of less than ten centimeters.

On the side of the compass, there is also bronze that has not been polished. Zhang Li frowned, this thing, at a glance, you can tell which ancient tomb it just dug up. Could it be that the ordinary-looking man in front of him, the forces behind him really want to rob the tomb?

Professor Liu was very alert, he slowly turned his gaze to look at Zhang Li with an expressionless face, and asked in a deep voice comparable to a magnet, "Interested?" ”

Zhang Li nodded.

Professor Liu didn't speak, and stuffed the compass into his hand. Zhang Li hurriedly took it, at that moment, he only felt that his hands were pricked by thousands of needles, his palms were painful, and they were red and swollen in a few seconds, and he could even smell the stench of rotting and rotting his hands.

Zhang Li was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, and he hurriedly threw the compass in his hand out. Professor Liu raised his hand, and the compass returned to him. The bastard laughed out loud and looked at him with mocking eyes: "Young man, don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't take what you shouldn't." Do a good job! ”

Seeing that Professor Liu, who was not much older than him, laughed and left, Zhang Li angrily blocked his stomach and stepped on the soil on the ground fiercely.

Looking at his hand again, it was still the same as it was, not decayed, and it had not been pierced by a needle with thousands of needles. What just happened? Illusion?

But the real feeling of pain is still clearly reflected in the depths of my heart, and I can't forget it at all. It's incredible how a bronze compass can make people hallucinate!

Zhang Li was angry, he had no way to retaliate, so he could only eat breakfast in frustration and retreated into the tent.

Grandpa seemed to see everything through the air vent and patted him on the shoulder: "You did a good job, you are a little angry, you must bear with it." ”

"Hmph, that turtle son, I thought he was a fart I put out." Zhang Li was quick to scold and scolded.

"Then Professor Liu is not simple than I thought, and it is very mysterious. A person as old as you, with an old-fashioned tone and an old-fashioned way of doing things, as if he is older than me. It's so abnormal. Grandpa looked intently at Professor Liu's back in the distance: "You'd better stay away from him." ”

Zhang Li nodded, the pain just now made his heart palpitate. However, there are a few young people's moods that can really stand this inexplicable evil anger. He bit his lip and secretly calculated in his heart that he wanted to give that Professor Liu a good look.

Not long after breakfast time, I heard Sanwa shouting through a loudspeaker: "Come out and start work." ”

Zhang Li and his grandfather glanced at each other and walked out together. The reclamation of Baozi Mountain has finally begun. And no one knew, not even grandpa guessed, that an unimaginable disaster was slowly coming towards everyone......

Zhang Li helped his grandfather replace the blade of the threshing machine and reinstall it with a pair of sharp-toothed knives suitable for mountain mowing. With the shrill roar of diesel engines, the car was started. He climbed into the car and sat in the co-pilot's seat, and not far away, six or seven cars of the same model were also started and slowly drove towards the buns.

He still looked at his palms from time to time with lingering palpitations, and the experience just now was still deeply imprinted in his mind, and there was no way to dissipate it at all.

The deafening screeching sound intensified as the threshing car shook uphill, and where the threshing truck had passed, all the grass and few shrubs on the ground were turned over and thrown out, leaving only the bare ground that was black and glowing in the sun.

Seven threshing trucks drove slowly in the designated direction, but it wasn't long before someone on the right was heard screaming, and the car stopped.

"What's wrong?" Grandpa also stopped the car, picked up the walkie-talkie and asked.

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