Hearing Baozi's words, all of us suddenly had our eyes lit up, and we had a feeling of survival in our hearts. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info monk said excitedly: "So there is no cave in this small hole? ”

"That's how it should be!" Baozi took out a single-tube glasses and carefully looked at the hole, and everyone was silent on the side.

After being silent for a while, Uncle Yan Tai whispered on the side: "If the servant found that there was a hole in it when he was digging a hole, how did he get in?" You must know that there are no traces of being broken on this mountain, otherwise this section is the ancient tea horse road that the horse gang must pass through, although no one has walked in recent decades, but in ancient times it can be said that it was an official road. If there is a cave here, people will definitely find out, or are those servants all going through the walls? ”

Everyone couldn't figure it out for a while. The old man Zheng next to me frowned, took out his cigarette gun again and lit it, as if he was in deep thought. Bazibazi took a few puffs before he said: "The surface of the mountain is smooth, and there are no other chisel marks except for this hole. There is only one possibility: the servants found a cave in the mountain here. If we find that this place will not be broken in to bury the ancestors, even if it is not an official road during the servant period, or it has not been developed by humans and is rarely inhabited. But after all, this road is on the opposite bank of the surging and majestic Tiger Leaping Gorge, and the location is too eye-catching. If you smash this place open, I am afraid that future generations will disturb the ancestors in the future. ”

Baozi nodded and said, "The old man is right!" I think the servants must have gone inside in some secret place on the back of this cliff. After all, there is a cave in this mountain, so there is no difference between entering the front door and entering the back door. ”

The monk had a headache when he heard this, and said loudly: "It doesn't matter what the is in front of and behind, it's not a matter for us to hang for half a day now." The monk's grandfather brought a detonator and told him to blast it in. ”

The old man of the Zheng family spat out the smoke ring, glanced at the monk and said coldly, "The Wang family has really no successor in the past three hundred years!" Why did you come up with such a fool. Look at this side, we are trapped here with no way in front and back, you blow up this hole with a detonator, and the cliff is shaken, and when you fall, it rains down...... Humph......"

With the old man's sneer, the monk's face turned red. I hurriedly grabbed him to play a round game, after all, this kid is stunned, and it's not good to go to the face. If you don't find a way out, you have infighting, which is not a good thing for anyone!

Listening to the old man's words, I looked up at the cliff above my head, and said in my heart that blasting is indeed a science, and the dose of the detonator is too powerful, not to mention that there will be rocks falling above, and it is likely to blow a group of us into the river below to feed the fish! If you blow up the already narrow ancient road again, it will be even more worth the loss!

Old Man Zheng knocked the cigarette gun on the stone wall and knocked the tobacco tightly. Only then did he slowly turn his head to his hand and said: "You take out the folding shovel in your bag, although you don't know how thick this mountain wall is, but in order to survive, you should know how to do it!" ”

Several of his subordinates nodded when they heard this, and the four people brought by the old man from Taiwan were relatively strong. On such a cold day, except for the military coat, there was only a black vest hanging inside. One of them looked like a leader, and the skin that was exposed to the outside of the body was almost all tattoos, and all of them were dragon prints. Just by looking at it, you know it's a ruthless character. He said a few words of Hokkien, and several people went to copy the guy and began to tear down the wall.

Baozi saw it in his eyes, but he said to me quietly: "Some wait! The rock walls of the mountain are hard, and if you use a sharp tool to drive a pile, you can dig into it! But with this soft folding shovel, I'm afraid that I can't do anything about it. Let's stay and don't wade into this troubled water! ”

Isn't it good to say that others tear down the wall, and we look at it? I was still depressed here, and the monk actually picked up a bottle of soju and drank it as if watching a play, while pulling his throat and pointing ......

After working for more than an hour, Brother Long Wen walked up to Old Man Zheng with a pale face. Lowered his head and said, "Boss!" Please! ”

The old man smoked and did not speak. I watched a few of them tear down the wall, and their hands were almost swollen, especially Brother Longwen, whose hands were bloody, and the tiger's mouth was even more broken. And this person still has an indifferent expression, I said in my heart that the Zheng family in Taiwan has been faintly higher than our forces for hundreds of years, and it seems that there is a natural reason.

The night began to get deeper and deeper, and when I looked at my watch, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and everyone was shrunk on the mountain wrapped in military coats. I was smoking a cigarette and my lips were purple. Suddenly, the monk squeezed to my side, and a bald head slammed into my arms. I was startled and scolded, "What are you doing? Get out of the way! ”

If you look closely, this kid's bald head is frozen purple, and needless to say, his face is purple and red, and he looks like Guan Gong. I opened my eyes and looked at him, and when I saw that his military coat was missing, I asked, "Where are your clothes?" ”

The monk trembled like a sieve, and he couldn't even speak, and pointed to Xiao Yan who was curled up in the corner. I fixed my eyes and saw that the monk's military coat was wrapped around the body of the charming woman. I rolled my eyes and scolded, "You deserve it!" What the have you been for? Are you going to be a girl? ”

The monk trembled on the side and said, "I'...... Accept...... No...... ......"

I saw him shivering and walking towards the mountain, as if he was tinkering with something in his backpack. I thought to myself, should this thing drink again? It's true that this guy is as cold as a plucked chicken, and only alcohol can warm his body. Thinking of this, I didn't pay attention to him, and began to nap in a daze, and seemed to watch the monk light a cigarette while drinking.

Cigar? I looked at the cigarette in the monk's hand, and my eyes suddenly lit up. When the hell did this guy hide a cigar. Before he came back to his senses, he suddenly heard the sick beauty exclaim, as if he had discovered something bad!

"Boom!"

There was a sudden roar that scared my whole heart. In this cold and quiet state, this loud noise is really unexpected. For a moment, the whole space was filled with screams and noises. I jumped up almost instinctively, and I didn't have time to be surprised. The sound of 'boom boom' began to resound from above the cliff.

Baozi shouted with a pale face: "My mother! It's a landslide! ”

For a moment, I suddenly thought of his mother's monk and lit a detonator? It's not a cigar or a detonator? The hustle and bustle around me and the rain of falling rocks overhead, I held my head and didn't know where to hide for a while. In the haze, I only heard the voice of Old Man Zheng: "Close to the mountain!" Go to the hole that was blown out, and whether you will be stoned to death depends on your creation! ”

In the midst of the incessant loud noise, all around me were falling stones, some as big as my fist, and I dodged left and right with my head in my hands, and approached the mountain. In the darkness, I didn't know which direction the hole was blown out. Suddenly, a white figure grabbed my coat, and said that the person wearing white was either a sick beauty or an uncle, I hurriedly followed him, and the falling rocks fell indiscriminately, and I didn't hit my head with a big one, and ran all the way with the person in front of me, and the lime filled the air, choking and coughing again and again.

It was like walking in a storm, my head was foggy, falling rocks fell on me, and the hand holding my head was smashed blue and purple. The heart said, if it goes on like this, eighty percent will be stoned to death, and I have an idea, and the general's coat is torn open, and the thick clothes are torn on the head, like a thick quilt. Then the rockfall intensified, and I didn't even have time to wipe the sweat, I didn't dare to put my hands down, and I sucked in a large puff of dust in my throat, and I almost burped. I can now remember the expressions of the desperate people in the deep earthquake......

In the haze, I heard the monk's voice sound around me: "Fuck...... What the is this...... How...... Will the movement be so big? ”

If it weren't for this life-and-death situation, I would have loved to strangle him. But at this point, he blew it up, and it didn't help to strangle him. I had to follow the people in front of me and rush next to the mountain. Suddenly, the man pulled me and jumped over, and I felt like it was suddenly dark in front of me. The whole person stumbled and fell to the ground with him, and I wanted to raise my hand to look at the watch, but found that the watch had been smashed last year!

I don't know how long it took, but I struggled to sit up and patted my head in an attempt to clear myself up. But after a few moments, I seemed to feel like the dust on my head was being photographed off like rain by me. Shaking his body, another puff of dust was raised. There are a few faint flashlights around, and I see that the white figure who has been running with him is 'Uncle', but not a sick beauty? What about the sick beauty?

The eldest brother in front of him stood up, the flashlight shone everywhere, and for a while there were mourning voices all around, I was afraid that everyone would be injured a lot, but I don't know if anyone hung up because of this. Following the electric light, I noticed that it was a quaint stone path, and it looked like the stone was paved with limestone slabs. The slate is a little dilapidated, I am afraid that it has been baptized after a long time, and those faint car marks on the slate make me a little confused, how can this isolated mountain cave leave so many traces on the slate road? Could it be that in ancient times, people came and went here all year round?

Suddenly, Baozi's voice trembled: "Oh my God! This is Qin Wuchi Dao!? ”