Chapter 8 Digging the Ground in Old Houses

"Sun Ren is right, I walked around every corner as soon as I got here, but I just didn't find anything special. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Boss Bear was probably the first to think of this question, and by now it can be said that he had ploughed the house and found nothing.

"So I thought, that thing should be underground!"

"Big brother, you mean we're looking for an opportunity to dig the foundation?"

Xiong Lao Er naturally understood his brother's thoughts, but his face was a little strange at the moment.

"That's what I mean."

"Big brother, there are so many people here, and it doesn't have to be ours to dig up something!"

Everyone began to think about this question, but even if they dug up something in front of everyone's eyes, it was not necessarily theirs.

"Hehe, when the time comes, as long as the things are in our hands, they won't all have to listen to us!"

"At that time, that Widow Zhao will still be a plaything in your bed."

At this time, everyone understood what Boss Xiong meant, as long as they controlled that thing at the first time, they would have the right to speak. At that time, use the internal contradictions to drive out those who have opinions and feed those things, so that they will be the emperor of the soil here!

"But Gao Youcai and the people of the Yang family are not easy to deal with."

Sun Ren thought of the idea, after all, they were few people.

"Humph! It's really chilling that the Yang family can't even keep a junior, and Yang Shi has a kind, but now he faints, and the rest of them are rake ears and can't get on the table. ”

"As for the tall fat pig, I'm afraid that it will die of exhaustion on Widow Zhao's belly, and it will be a matter of one fist."

Several people gathered together to discuss, and from time to time there were bursts of sneering laughter.

In another place, Yang Yichuan felt that he was about to fall to the ground, his arm was getting more and more sore, and the pit was already a little deep.

"Whew!"

He broke out in a cold sweat, his body was hot and cold, and he had some hallucinations, and he felt like he was rotting corpses on all sides.

"Bell!"

The hoe trembled, and the hand holding the hoe was a little numb, which showed how hard he worked, and it seemed that he had dug a stone.

"It's uncomfortable to fall asleep with stones."

There was no way, he squatted down reluctantly, only to feel a wave of dizziness.

"Brush, brush!"

He threw himself on the rock, thinking it was a small piece, but as he dug up, the whole stone gradually appeared.

Yang Yichuan looked at the stone in the pit, it should be said that it was a stone slab, it looked quiet and simple by the afterglow of the torch, and it was even cooler to the touch, which made him sober a lot, but a stone slab was like jade and jade.

"And the words?"

He noticed that there was still some dirt left on the slabs, which had been filled in the ravine, and had not been cleared by him.

Yang Yichuan looked at that word, he obviously knew it, but he just couldn't remember what it was for a while, it seemed that his situation was already very serious.

“… Die. “

Finally, a spark burst out of his memory, corresponding to the words in front of him.

The word "death" is deeply engraved on the stone slab!

There seems to be countless blood and souls between the ravines, one horizontal and one wide or narrow, each stroke looks unique on its own, but it is extremely harmonious at first glance.

After the blood and souls washed away, Yang Yichuan seemed to feel a kind of silence between heaven and earth, and the silence of all things! The loneliness is vast and boundless, and it contains it all!

"Whew!"

Just one word, it made him sweat all over, as if he had experienced a magnificent life!

"It's kind of familiar."

He did have a familiar feeling when he looked at the font, but he just couldn't figure out where he had seen it.

"Ahh

He held his breath and pulled the slate up from the ground, his arms trembling, and his current state made it a move to open a stone tablet.

"Poof!"

He finally flipped the slate aside, and he stood up tremblingly, and the dizziness in his head was even worse, and the whole world was spinning, and he almost threw up.

Bringing the torch closer, I found that there was another word on this side.

“… Bear. “

It is also filled with earth, and it also gives him an indescribable feeling, as if a voice floats in the middle of heaven and earth, in the eternal silent universe, mysterious and incomprehensible.

First there is a sound, then there is life!

Yang Yichuan shook his head, this stone tablet was too big for him to throw out.

"Dangdang!"

He took the back of the hoe and struck it on the stone tablet one by one, and the crisp sound echoed all around, strange and dangerous. He wanted to break it before throwing it out piece by piece.

"Collapse!"

In the end, the stele turned into a lot of fast, and there were many stone chips scattered around.

"Huh? Something? ”

Yang Yichuan leaned over and looked carefully at the stone that he had knocked out, there was indeed something in it!

It's like a piece of gold leaf.

He used his hands to peel off the rubble around him, and sure enough, it was a thin golden sheet!

"It's like paper, too."

He picked up the thing, it was thin and weightless, like a cicada's wings, and there were dense small words on it, and he couldn't see it clearly for a while.

It stands to reason that he should be very curious and nervous, and it is completely counterintuitive that there will be a piece of such a thing in the stele.

But he wasn't much excited now, and there was still a little curiosity. Because he knew he was going to end his life here.

"It's nice to put under your head."

He set the paper aside, intending to use it as a pillow.

"We have to keep digging."

Although he dug so deep, he didn't have three feet three, since his grandfather said this, he would definitely not harm him, even if it hurt him, it didn't matter, anyway, it was after death.

Just when he was digging with a hoe and without a hoe, the old house was lively.

"Second Xiong, what are you doing here?"

Many people gathered in the lobby and looked at Xiong Lao Er with a puzzled expression, because he was digging the ground!

The lobby floor is dirt, but after leveling, it is firm and does not grow weeds, and the hoe is still dug and moved.

They don't understand what to do with digging the ground in the lobby.

Poplar Poplar Mountain is also around, equally puzzled.

"Second bear, assistant!"

Yang Shu suddenly stood up and scolded loudly, although he didn't know what Xiong Lao Er was doing, he had a feeling in his heart that they were looking for something. Otherwise, dig up some ground for no reason. You can't let good things fall into their hands, and if you want to dig it, he will dig it.

Hearing the voice of the poplar tree, Sun Ren, Xiongba and Huo Fu slowly gathered around Xiong Lao Er, and those who had a heart could find that they just blocked everyone out.

Xiong Lao Er stopped and looked at the poplar with a sneering look.

"What, you don't allow it?"

"This house is mine, do you think I will allow it?"

Yang Shu looked at Xiong Lao Er's fire, and almost didn't punch it.

"Your home? Wow, I really laughed off my big teeth. Where is the name of your poplar written? Or does this house have your poplar's name on the wood?"

"You, you! Without my name it is also me, ours! “

Poplar changed his words and took me for us, because Poplar Mountain was next to him.

"Fart! The village chief said that this house belongs to everyone! When was it yours? “

Xiong Lao Er is not stupid, he will not follow the poplar tree.