Chapter 112: Stealing a Shovel
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"Xiaoxiao, are you a pig's head?" Chen Mo was extremely angry.
Gu Xiaoxiao's face was wrinkled, and she looked at Chen Mo with an aggrieved expression.
Chen Mo didn't plan to continue playing dumb riddles with Gu Xiaoxiao, and said directly: "You see that the soil on my left hand is obviously newer than the soil on my right hand. This indicates that a soil fault has occurred here. Depending on the depth of the surface, the color of the soil will be different. It means that there was an earthquake or a landslide here, and the exit was blocked by stones! ”
Chen Mo pointed to the lush vegetation nearby, and continued: "If you look at the vegetation around here, the lush growth may have something to do with the climate of the last days, but if you look at the stones on the surface, they are not as new as when they were just faulted, which means that there has been an earthquake or landslide for some time, it may be a year, two years, or it may have happened as soon as you left!" ”
Chen Mo's hand rested on the stone, touching the uneven lines on it.
"Xiaoxiao, we have to go down the mountain to see if there are any shovels and other tools on the car, if not, it seems that we have to go back to the small bungalow again."
The two returned to the bottom of the mountain, and sure enough, there was no shovel on the car at all. There are several kitchen knives, watermelon knives, and long knives.
Escape in the last days, who will have nothing to do with two shovels!
Chen Mo secretly wrote down the route and drove back.
Two hours later, the bungalow was already in front of me. Chen Mo smiled bitterly in his heart, not knowing if the uncle was not there now. If it's still there, I don't know if I'll raise my shotgun and point it at them again.
Thinking of that somewhat crazy uncle, Chen Mo had a headache.
After all, they were the ones who broke into other people's homes first, and if they fought back again, it would be a bit too much to say.
Chen Mo rubbed his slightly aching temples, he felt that he had aged a lot in the past few days.
is still according to the old method, but this time Gu Xiaoxiao's ability was not brought into play like last time. Chen Mo squatted down and made a human flesh pad.
Gu Xiaoxiao stood on his shoulder and climbed into the house through the second-floor window.
The two searched around the house, but found no shovel.
"How strange! At first glance, this is a farmhouse, how can there be no farm tools? ”
"Did you say that uncle lives somewhere else nearby?"
The two decided to look around.
There is a ditch on the west side of the yard, and next to the ditch is a muddy ridge, and there are several footprints of different shades on the ridge, which should have been left at different times.
The two pushed open the iron fence on the west side of the courtyard and walked in the direction of the footprints.
The ridge leads to the back hill, where there are some low bushes, which are clearly cut down.
Digging through the bushes, I saw a cave with a barbed wire fence inside it, presumably to keep out wild beasts and the like.
The surrounding area is sparsely populated, and it is not difficult to guess that this cave is the place where the uncle lives.
Chen Mo cautiously walked in, the cave was very deep and damp.
The two walked more than ten meters and saw some agricultural tools: shovels, hoes, sickles, fertilizers, rice cutters, small tricycles...... Further inside, there was a bed, a bedside table, a gas stove, a large iron pot, and a simple dining table made of bamboo with leftovers on it.
"Silently, let's take all these farm tools away, the exit of the tomb is buried deeply, and a shovel alone may not be enough."
Chen Mo nodded, and was about to take it all.
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