CHAPTER XXIX
I straightened up, glanced around, gritted my teeth, and said, "If there is no such direction, I will give up hope, digging is too physically demanding." And there really isn't necessarily anything down there, just the old fox of Zhang Lu, you can only believe half of what comes out of his mouth. β
Zhang Siyuan's eyes were still shining, and he tentatively persuaded: "But what he did has shown the truth of his words." He and Hu Sansheng were not injured and ran here in a hurry, and he called you several times on the way to ask you to come over - Yu found it again, and it has nothing to do with Li Xikan here, if it weren't for such a big baby, who would have sacrificed his life and death to run here in November to suffer? β
But I know that this matter is not so simple, Uncle Lu and Hu San are not the kind of people who can die for money. Most of their purpose is related to corals. I rolled my eyes and sighed, "Let's dig first." But don't get your hopes up too much, what if the digging up is a pile of broken copper and iron, or it won't turn at all? β
He didn't answer, but bent over to work with his shovel. I looked at his energetic appearance, and couldn't help but hold my forehead helplessly, thinking to myself how short of money this guy used to be.
We exchanged shovels, and in a moment we had unearthed a rather spectacular bag of dirt. He straightened up with difficulty, wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes no longer shining, and sighed in frustration: "Maybe you're right. β
I looked at the messy land, and I was also a little disappointed, and complained: "The depth and breadth are not enough, the rocks have been exposed, and the land within a thousand meters has been turned over with trees as the origin." I suspect there's nothing under the tree, and I'm too lazy to try either side again. β
His brow furrowed, and he kicked in frustration at the stone that was half peeking out of the dirt. I laughed angrily at him, and I was about to ask him if his feet hurt, but I saw that the upper body of the stone actually fell into the dirt, making a dull sound, stirring up the soil particles to fascinate my eyes. Before I could rub my eyes, he jerked my arm and almost fell to the ground. A wave of anger rose in my heart, and I was about to open my mouth to curse, but I heard him tremble and cry out, "Ground, map! There's a map in the stone! β
All the goosebumps I had in shock stood up instantly, wiped a few tears and opened his eyes, his eyes widening and his nose shrugging, and he held a piece of paper in front of my eyes as carefully as he would a newborn baby.
I didn't have time to think about how this thing could have come out of the rock, so I lowered my head and put my eyes on it, squinting in the darkness to make out it. But Zhang Siyuan's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, he sank his face and said in a low voice: "This can't be the treasure in Uncle Lu's mouth, right?" This is a misdrawn map! β
My ears were buzzing, something seemed to be flickering in front of me, and I grabbed him in disbelief and grabbed the map to put my eyes on it, but I couldn't see anything clearly, it was too dark in the woods. He sighed again and again, lowered his head and said, "Don't look at it, listen to me tell you." There are small trees and a giant tree drawn on it, with two red lines with arrows running between them. They point in the opposite direction, with both lines standing straight and not turning, starting from each end of the tree. So now the question is, is it right for us to go that way? β
I frowned and said, "What are the two directions?" β
He said coldly: "If you follow the picture on it, it is the direction of the two that are tightly blocked by trees. β
My heart was cruelly thrown into a bottomless pit, sinking at a rapid pace. It was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on my head, spilling all my hopes. I couldn't say a word, my lips seemed to be glued together. Zhang Siyuan didn't say a word, still holding the map and pondering without giving up. After a century of dead silence, he suddenly spoke tentatively: "Actually, there are other routes marked on it, but it is pointed to the sky. β
Pointing to the sky? I wrinkled my face, but a fire burned inside me. He hesitated, "There is also a red line drawn along the largest tree, all the way to the edge of the paper. β
I asked for the paper again, and I pressed it in front of my eyes to look at it carefully, and finally I could see a faint red line in the darkness. I rubbed the paper and put it in front of my nose to smell it, and a strange feeling rose in my heart. This piece of paper, it seems that it has not been here for a long time, the paper is not so rough, and there is no stale smell, but there is a faint fragrance, I can't tell whether it smells good or bad, and I don't know where I have smelled it.
I frowned and said, "Do you smell it?" It felt familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had smelled it. β
He gasped and muffled, "You feel this way...... Not only did I find the taste familiar, but I also found the handwriting somewhat familiar. But I can't remember anything, as if someone has cut out this part of the memory. β
My heart beat as fast and loud as thunder, and I said in a trembling voice, "And I think this piece of paper is quite new, like someone just put it here not long ago." β
He paused and said, "It's possible, because the paper is hidden in the stoneβsomeone sawed the stone, sandwiched the paper between the upper and lower layers, and buried the stone deep in the earth." In this case, it is also possible to explain that the paper is brand new, but why is it not infected by the smell of stone and earth? β
I jumped to my feet, leaned down and pressed my nose against the rocks, an earthy smell taking over my nostrils. I picked up the half of the stone again and examined its fracture carefullyβit was flat and smooth. It doesn't look like it's been cut, it's like two stones put together. But how can there be two stones that are exactly the same size, concave and convex area, and completely match?
He and I looked at each other, and we both saw horror and bewilderment in each other's eyes. My eyes glanced at the piece of paper he was holding, trying to keep my voice calm: "Are there any other clues on the map?" β
He shook his head: "I can't see anything other than those three red lines and a few trees. But maybe there's a tiny clue hidden inside, so let's wait until dawn to see. I estimate that in another hour the sky will be white. β
My gaze wandered over the tree, and a thousand thoughts swirled in my head, but I rejected them one by one. My heart was blocked in my throat, and my voice was dry: "Shall we go up and have a look?" β
He looked the trees up and down, and his eyes were no longer the timidity and fatigue of his usual days: "There is only this road in front of me, and I can only climb it and try it." You can climb trees, right? β
I nodded: "I grew up in the countryside, and going up the trees and going down the river was a compulsory course when I was a child. Having said this, I suddenly remembered the embarrassment when he was chased by a black bear in Yunnan, how could he not climb the tree, and almost contributed his calf to the bear, and couldn't help but say, "You still ask yourself first, I remember that when I was in Yunnan, some people couldn't climb the tree and almost became a bear's meal." β
Zhang Siyuan was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, revealing an embarrassed expression. But this rare expression only lingered on his face for a few seconds, and then was driven away by the arrogant look of staring and shrugging. He patted me on the shoulder, pretending to be an underworld boss teaching his younger brother, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Zhang, you can't talk nonsense, it's not authentic to plant the mess you did on others, you can recall it carefully......"
I couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted him with a slap: "You shut up for me, hurry up and climb the tree, and if you talk nonsense, I'll let the branch pass through the wound on your head?" β
He stopped being verbose, obediently walked to the tree, grabbed the trunk with both hands, and raised one leg to step on the trunk, but it slipped down several times in a row. He glanced back at me, who was staring at him with a smile on his lips, squeezed out an awkward smile, and climbed up harder but awkwardly, but still couldn't get the point, and slipped down again, slamming his ass heavily on the ground.
I couldn't hold it back and couldn't help but laugh. Zhang Siyuan sat on the ground frowning and rubbing his buttocks, complaining: "This tree must be lubricated, otherwise why is it so difficult to climb......"
I grabbed him and said, "Don't slap your swollen face here and be fat, look, I'll teach you to climb." The point of force is mainly on the feet, the hands should be tightened, the legs should be clamped to the trunk, and the arms should be used to pull yourself up. Watch me show you. β
I clamped the trunk of the tree with my legs, stretched out my arms to grasp the trunk, kicked my feet, stretched out my arms, moved a few meters with ease like a monkey, and turned around and shouted, "Have you learned?" Come on. β
He followed my example and slowly climbed up. I nodded and encouraged, "We also have more time, don't be in a hurry and take your time." The tree is too tall to be fun if you fall down halfway. β
We are like two insects, slowly wriggling on the trunk of the tree, and when we are really tired, we hold the trunk for a while, and sometimes if we are lucky, we can sit on the thick branch and take a breath. At the beginning, Zhang Siyuan had a sense of accomplishment, praising himself and talking nonsense. But as time went on, the sound of conversation was gradually replaced by heavy gasps, and a fine layer of sweat had appeared on my forehead, and when I raised my eyes, the end of my vision was still rough and pitted with thick bark, and there was still not a trace of the color of the sky. Tilting his head and glancing at his watch, thirty-five minutes had passed.