In the countryside, there is a saying that when a person dies, his face is like a layer of gray gauze, and his face is dark and he cannot see his original appearance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The little brother lying on the ground had such a look on his face, dim and dark, faintly black between his eyebrows, and dull lips, as if his face was covered with a thin black gauze.

This scene vaguely returned to the time when I first went down, and it was also the case, and then after encountering the fog in the sky, the bad old man's subordinates lost their lives, at that time I didn't understand anything, and the tomb robbery was clean like a blank piece of paper, on the contrary, I could do not care so much about the things around me, plus I didn't know it at that time, I just thought about how to protect myself, and I didn't think I had too much heart to care about others, and it was inevitable that I would have a cold temperament in others.

But what is different from now is that after experiencing so many things, I have become warmer, and I can no longer be a stranger calmly in the face of such things, standing on the side and watching from afar. In the beginning, I always thought that the people who were engaged in our business were people who had no feelings, otherwise it would be a disservice to me to hesitate when it was time to make a decision.

But the situation is just the opposite, the people in this narrow circle are all flesh and blood, sexual and affectionate people, I also thought deeply about it later to understand, people need feelings to maintain, otherwise how can there be so much involvement, there is no intrigue involved, there is no intrigue where to develop the offspring.

I always thought that words like "intrigue" are not applicable to the old men, you say that there is nothing to worry about between the two men, the big deal is to solve all the things soon after a meal at the wine table, but in fact, no one can be indifferent in the face of their own interests being violated, no one has ever thought about the days when they run on the tip of the knife all day, since they are involved, only with their own best interests, the so-called "meet the gods and kill the gods, see the ghosts and stop the ghosts" is probably like this.

Apparently I hadn't recovered from the scene just now, and when I turned around and saw a young life disappear in front of my eyes, I was a little excited, the three fat men kept muttering something next to me, I could see his mouth moving, but I just couldn't hear his voice.

At this time, I calmed down, and cooperated with the three fat men to pose as if they were listening to him carefully.

The three fat people are like this, when they are happy, the whole person beats with them, when they are unhappy, no, the three fat people rarely have unhappy times, maybe I can't see what he looks like when he is unhappy. And I've always been like this, every time I encounter something urgent, I will subconsciously put others out of myself, including voices, including all the voices around me that don't belong to me.

It took a few seconds for the voice of the three fat men to reach my ears clearly, as if he had just finished asking me some questions and was waiting for my answer. I said nonsense: "I know, I know, you said that the Yin soldier just now was too fucking scary, and you almost followed your old lady who had never met you, but you held back alive, because you are almost thirty years old and have not married a daughter-in-law." ”

Maybe the tacit understanding between me and the three fat men is too high, I guessed what the three fat men said, he hammered me on the shoulder and said: "Big pillar, worthy of being brothers." I smiled stunned, and said in my heart that it wouldn't be such a coincidence, that was my random guess.

The fact was not unfortunate, the three fat men instantly gathered Wu Ming and the little brother in black to come over, and asked in a low voice: "Big pillar, let's just say it, what happened to you just now?" Three pairs of eyes, six black eyes all stared at me, unexpectedly showing concern, there was nothing to hide, I paused and said: "It's nothing, I just can't hear your voice, maybe I saw that the little brother was a little stimulated." It's okay now, it's fine. ”

That little brother is worthy of it, and naturally he is the little brother who is lying on the ground and is about to die.

They all know how I went crazy after my third uncle died, but this kind of feeling is not pleasant, no one blames me, no one blames me, they just stand silently in front of you, and stand side by side with you with all their might.

A lot of times, I don't know if I should cry or laugh like this.

Although we didn't see the scene of "ghosts neatly lined up and walking into the mountain" as the villager said, we were also "in the middle of the Yin soldiers" and passed a handful of soldiers, which is a dangerous level.

Actually, I can't figure it out, "listen and see" the old-timer said before that he was listening to the movements of the Netherworld all the way, shouldn't someone like them hear something? But why didn't he say anything along the way, but just popped up when the bad old man questioned us?

And my hundred-year-old eldest brother Yang Yingxing, why do you still give the villager and uncle a piece of anti-yang cream, that thing really has such a god? Can completely cover the yang energy on the body of the living?

Now I have to admit that I care about them too far away, a person who knows what is going on in your heart just by looking at you, a person who doesn't know how long he has lived, it's a little scary to think about. Although I now believe in ghosts and gods, I still adhere to the set of scientific theory in my heart, and when I think about some things, I will subconsciously set the theory first and then look at the thing itself, but what the two of them show can't set any actual theory, let alone say anything to see the thing itself.

Our side is intact, and there are dead people on the bad old man's side, he is already breathing, and when he sees Wu Ming, the three fat men and we are standing next to each other, and the anger is even greater, and he doesn't care about any image, and he roared loudly: "Camp on the spot, and go to the ground early tomorrow morning." After speaking, he walked to the bottom of a big tree in a huff, and the people who had been following him quickly took out the portable chair he carried with him and placed it, like an uncle.

The three fat men snorted contemptuously and said loudly: "Let's go, big pillar, let's arrange the nest, you are almost dark this day, and what shade is there under the big tree." ”

I hurriedly asked worriedly, "Oh, three fat man, do you think that thing will come again tonight when we fall asleep?" I can't take it anymore, and I'll have to follow them again. ”

People like Wu Ming, who are not keen on the excitement, also joined in the fun: "There is a time interval for the Yin soldiers to borrow the way, and we are safe tonight." ”

Buying your ridicule in all directions, the bad old man was annoyed: "Master Wu, I don't know how the injuries on your body are doing?" ”

Wu Ming said indifferently: "Seven, seven, eight, eight, I hope that the next time I start, I can be heavier." ”

That night I slept in a makeshift tent and kept thinking that in fact, "intrigue" is not anyone's patent, and some people talk not only hurtful but also embarrassing.

Such people, such as Wu Ming.

If you don't say that the bad old man has been on the road for so long, and he hides the secret deep enough, the ancient tomb is dozens of meters away from us setting up a tent, and a large piece of ancient buildings is so pierced and cracked in the air, when I came yesterday, it was a little late, and everyone didn't see it clearly, this time the bad old man pointed at us and felt a little surprised, why didn't anyone see such a striking thing?

I still have to say that the people here are too "simple", and they all have such strange things without a trace of curiosity, but didn't the old man of the villagers also say that in their entire village, everyone who is a little more courageous has come to this place to "see the world", isn't it?

The three fat men walked over first, circled around the exposed corners, and said with a wrinkled face: "I'll go, what does this smell like?" "The things in the ancient tomb don't just have a bit of a rotten smell, although this exposed point has been destroyed by wind and rain for many years, and the smell left behind in the bottom can't be changed.

I also walked over to take a look, and before I could sigh at the magic of nature, there was a smell in my nose, and then I looked around the ground, and I could understand where this smell came from. Who would have thought that the corner of the ancient tomb building that was obliquely exposed on the ground would become a secret stronghold for village names to go up and down the mountain to and pee.

I looked at the ground a few times uncomfortably and quickly walked away, human beings are really powerful, and there are my figures and traces everywhere.

The next step is a series of technical work, finding the best location for the thief hole, digging the thief hole, and fixing the soil around the thief hole. There are professionals who don't need us to do it, so I lazily bask in the sun in the mountains and wait for the time when the cave will open.

To say that this professional is skilled, the bad old man followed by a big brother, took out the Luoyang shovel is to brush dozens of shovels down, and there was a pit that was large enough to accommodate an adult man, and then a few shovels went down to the ancient building, and then took out something similar to a signature from the bulging backpack and folded it back into the pit, and after a few pounds, he heard his muffled voice coming out of the bottom of the pit: "Okay." ”

Wu Ming still looked cautious and said, "Wait for the moisture to dissipate before going down." "I didn't understand whether he was talking about dampness or corpse gas for a while, but I still riveted my spirits, and I don't know when I will come up again.

The position of entering the thief cave also has a bit of a taste of dividing the camp, the little brother in black is the first, and then followed by Wu Ming, the three fat men and me, and behind are the two old-timers and Yang Yingxing, who completely separated us from the bad old man.

The moment I hit the ground, I felt something enter my ears, and the person behind me said, "Nephew, be careful, something is wrong in this place." ”

I knew that it was a "fancy and listening" old-timer, so I responded with a "thank you", and as for the slight touch in the ear, I took it for granted that the old-timer accidentally touched me. (To be continued.) )