When I returned, I found that Wu Feifei was already sitting there smoking, and when I saw that he was awake, I motioned for him to take something to eat. Wu Feifei took out the xiaolongbao and braised pork that he bought in the morning, and the two of us ate some indiscriminately outside. I went to the river and washed my face.

I saw that the river was about 50 meters wide, and there was a long embankment on the bank, and more than one person deep grass grew on it. I looked at it, but I couldn't see the end of the river. In our county, it can be regarded as a big river.

After washing our faces, we went back to the cave and sat outside in the haystack and waited for them to wake up.

When it was about to get dark, Yang Ke woke up. I couldn't help but slap the old farmer, but the old farmer sat up violently. I don't want to hit my head in that low thief hole all of a sudden. The old peasant touched his oily hair and exclaimed, "My mother! It hurts me," he said, rubbing his pig's head.

When the three of us saw this, they burst out laughing. The old farmer scolded and got out of the thief hole and ran to the side to pee. Yang Kexing saw that there was food on the ground, so he didn't say anything and grabbed it and ate it.

The old farmer did not wash his hands when it was convenient. Grab the braised pork and put it in your mouth. While eating, he muttered: "Lao Tzu is dreaming of eating the tofu of the little daughter-in-law in the village next door, you are a good thing to disturb me."

Yang Kexing smiled: "Poured this Dou'er buddy to show you a group of little daughters-in-law yesterday?" "

The old farmer wiped his oily mouth: "That little brother, this is what you said." If you can't find a fight, you have to have a group"

I didn't see Tianyan early, so I went into the cave with Wu Feifei to pull out the equipment. Then Wu Feifei connected the soil with flashlights and old sheets. I picked up the sapper shovel and started digging a hole. The old farmer saw that the two of us were so conscious, and shouted outside: "Young men, do a good job, there are more daughters-in-law looking for, send one to each of you."

I heard it in the cave and couldn't help but smile. After so many years of birth, I haven't met a girl who makes my heart flutter. Don't say that if you send me a little daughter-in-law, you just post money to me, I'm afraid I don't have to be in it. But the little girl who died in love in the dream in the tomb of the prefect is quite good. Unfortunately, it was just a dream.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh. Wielding the sapper shovel even harder.

When you're tired, take a break. Changing the old farmer and Yang Kexing to dig, Wu Feifei and I picked up the soil outside and poured the soil into the river.

This has been repeated several times. The old farmer shouted inside, "Dig it!" Ha ha! "

Wu Feifei and I hurriedly got into the hole and climbed to the end. Through the cracks in their bodies, the gray-white exterior wall seemed to emerge from the dirt at the end. The old farmer excitedly shoveled a few times and shoveled all the mud around the outer wall.

Sure enough, in this square meter area, there are all such gray walls, and strangely this is not brick. Because no cracks were seen.

The old farmer beckoned us to go back and get sledgehammers and iron fibers or something. We were so anxious to quit the cave. I turned on a flashlight, searched in a few equipment bags for a long time, and found a guy. I took the equipment and went into the hole first and handed it to the old farmer.

Feng Laonong took the hammer and iron fiber of the trumpet, aimed it at it and knocked it down vigorously. I thought there would be at most a white mark on the wall. But when I knocked it over, the gray wall was like rotten wood. A large chunk of the brush fell off.

The old farmer smiled: "Fucking it's made of tofu, it's developed this time." Save a lot of effort! "

Yang Kexing said: "Be careful, such a big tomb shouldn't be like this." "

The old farmer said: "This broken tomb, whoever comes can't stand the headache, how dare anyone come over and play this fight!" The defense of this tomb is almost done, and it is reasonable! "

"That's right! Haha, God help us! Yang Kexing said excitedly.

As he spoke, the wall had already knocked on most of it. Under the illumination of the flashlight, I saw a faint reflection of dark red light from the gray-white exterior wall.

The old farmer shouted, "Damn, there's another floor! After shouting, he stabbed hard with the steel fiber, and there was a muffled sound from inside.

I was excited outside, but suddenly I was like a deflated ball. Damn, I'll just say, how can it be repaired like rotten tofu. In that case, the soil on the top of the tomb would have collapsed.

At this time, the old farmer scolded again: "Damn, so fishy! What is this broken wall made of?"

After the old farmer called this, I could faintly smell the fishy smell coming from the end behind me. This fishy smell is like the smell of blood, and it is also a bit like the smell of fish and shrimp. It doesn't smell good, but it's barely bearable.

The old farmer picked up the steel fiber, smashed it a few times and scolded: "It's such a hard wall, this time it's a red mark."

The old farmer sat on the ground and said, "This big guy can't do it if he doesn't move" After speaking, he instructed Yang Kexing to take a sapper shovel and shovel the soil on the white outer wall, while Feng Lao Nong followed Yang Kexing to smash the gray wall. Wu Feifei and I cleaned up the dirt and walls that had fallen underground. Of course, pouring these things into the river is also my work with Wu Feifei.

With a burst of effort, the top of the end of the cave was dug more than a meter high, just enough to stand down a person. The soil around the tomb wall was also dug up to about two meters wide. Under the soft gray-white wall, dark red tomb bricks were exposed. This brick is surprisingly large, each piece is more than half a meter long and more than 30 centimeters wide.

The old farmer picked up the sledgehammer, and we leaned over and stood still, leaving room for him to smash. The old farmer slammed it over, only to see that the hammer was struggling, and it bounced back with a snort. After the old farmer smashed it three or four times in succession, he threw the hammer, leaned on the wall and looked at it and said, "My mother, it has finally been smashed." "

Yang Kexing stretched out his head and looked at it and said, "It's a millimeter or two out of place with other bricks," and after speaking, he looked at the old farmer.

The old farmer shouted: "I'll smash it a hundred times first, and let's take turns to smash it!" With that, he picked up the sledgehammer and threw it at the tomb wall with all his milking strength. I had nothing to do, so I shouted to him next to me. One is to help him count, and the other is to cheer him on.

Soon, a hundred strokes were smashed. The old peasant panted and squatted on the ground, touching a cigarette. I looked up and saw that the bricks had only been smashed into it a little. At most, it's only one centimeter.

At this time, Yang Kexing smashed the hammer, and I also shouted on the side. Soon Wu Feifei appeared, and after smashing it a hundred times, a hole was smashed out of the hammer point of the wall brick, but the wall brick only sank into it less than two centimeters.

They looked at each other for a moment, and this time it was my turn to smash it. I foamed at the mouth, stepped forward and picked up the sledgehammer and slammed it into the hammer. What I didn't expect was that after the hammer was smashed out, it bounced back, and the hammer head made a beautiful semicircle, and then flew towards my head.

At this time, Wu Feifei was in a hurry, and reached out and grabbed the handle of the hammer. When I turned my face to look at the hammer, I realized that the hammer was only a few centimeters away from me.

The old farmer said, "You are really a eater! In addition to eating, tell me what else you will make! "

Embarrassed, I threw down my hammer and gave each of them a cigarette. "Damn, I almost didn't stone to death! You still blame me. I looked at the old farmer and complained.

"Forget it, eat the wood. Sit down and cool off," the old farmer looked impatient. After muttering, he picked up his hammer and smashed it.

Another round passed. The wall bricks were sunk a little more than three centimeters, but there was a five-centimeter-sized hole in the hammer position. The old farmer picked up a small hammer and smashed it vigorously, and found that it was full of dark red foam, and he did not know how deep the brick was.

The old farmer said: "This is very bitter, this brick must be very big, according to this smashing method, I am afraid it will take a day just to smash the wall." "

Everyone looked at each other, and no one would speak.