Uncle Liang cut a thumb-thick branch, cut out a section about two inches long, scraped the wooden heart little by little with a knife hanging on the key ring, making it hollow like bamboo, about an inch deep, and then folded the distress letter written by Yang Shigong and signed by Liu Yingguo, rolled it into a tube and stuffed it, and then carefully plugged it with a small wooden stopper. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If there is a small bamboo, it is not so troublesome. Just cut a section and stuff the note in. But there was no bamboo to be found in this pit. Bamboo is rooted, there is probably no bamboo forest near the sinkhole, and this pit people can't reach, naturally no one transplants, and it is not surprising that there is no bamboo in it.

But it finally got it, but it didn't work. Uncle Liang lifted off his coat, cut a large amount from the hem of his close-fitting white shirt, tore it into small strips of cloth, carefully wrapped it three times on the left and three times on the right, and attached a rope made of strips of cloth.

It was nearly five o'clock in the afternoon, and I came out of the cave with the prepared distress letter, and went to the creek and shouted loudly, calling for Rhubarb and Rhubarb to come out.

Uncle Liang and the others stood in front of the entrance of the cave and watched from a distance, in order not to disturb them, they wanted to follow Uncle Liang and stopped them.

After a few calls and no movement, I sat down by the brook, and in a few moments they appeared. I hugged the rhubarb and put a cloth rope tied with a small wooden stick around its neck, not tightly, in order to prevent it from loosening halfway, I specially tied the end of the rope into a dead knot.

Tie them up tightly, see if it's almost, check it again, and then sit down cross-legged and hold them in your arms. I adjusted my breath, gathered my breath, and tentatively poured my consciousness into them. I stared at the rhubarb's little tempeh and told it to send the letter to my sister at home.

Rhubarb looked at me quietly, and after about a quarter of an hour, I let them go, and when I stood up, they squeaked a few times, walked a few steps, turned their heads to look at me, and I waved at them, and saw them disappear into the grass.

I stood there for a long time, and when I was ready to return to the cave, I strode over and pulled me to the grass.

If you don't practice boxing in the morning, you won't be able to hold it back, how can he stop if you don't practice with him for a while? I was also panicked, but I didn't push back at the moment, and each moved his body, and under the gaze of Uncle Liang and several of them, they fought back and forth.

I had grilled fish for dinner, which was delicious and delicious, but I only ate one. This is my problem, I can't eat more fish, meat or anything, otherwise I will get tired. Uncle Liang knew what was wrong with me, and when he grilled the fish, he specially grilled a hard-boiled egg and sweet potato. When he saw me walking out, he stuffed the brown eggs and sweet potatoes into my hands and said, "When you are full, go to bed early, and recuperate your spirits, maybe there will be good news tomorrow." ”

My heart is warm. Climbing to the top of the pit in the morning was not light, just and picked up and danced for more than half an hour, really tired and hungry, a grilled fish is definitely not enough, with this egg and sweet potato belly, it is almost the same.

Everyone was tired, after eating, the sky was dark, six people were huddled on the dry grass in the cave, at first there was a sentence of idle talking, only a moment to pick up the bellows, and then snoring one after another, everyone fell asleep.

I woke up with urine. I remember I had a dream, I woke up from a dream and forgot about it, I closed my eyes and tried to remember, but I couldn't remember anything.

The snoring next to me was still there, and when I opened my eyes, I found that only Jian Lai and Director Kuang were lying beside me, and Uncle Liang, Liu Yingguo and Yang Shigong were missing.

Obviously, the six people were lying on the dry grass together, where did the three of them go? Could it be that it was almost dawn and they got up and came out of the cave?

I sat up and looked at the mouth of the cave, and though I could see something, it was still dark outside, and when I listened closely, I realized that the rumbling sound of the water had disappeared, and the water of the dark river had stopped. I immediately remembered Yang Shigong's saying that the flow of Yin Shen was interrupted, so this time should be Yin time, that is to say, at three o'clock in the morning, at most four o'clock, the current season will not be bright until more than six o'clock, and it will not dawn until seven o'clock on a rainy day. At this time, it was still the middle of the night, and it was still early in the morning, what did a few of them do?

I was just a little curious, and I didn't think much of it. I stretched, in order not to disturb the sleep of Director Kuang and Pick Lai, I walked out of the cave lightly, and urinated a lot on the stone wall on one side.

I thought about it and walked to the other side. There is a large bluestone under the camphor tree not far from the side, which is a suitable place for meditation and practice.

I walked quietly, turned a boulder, heard a chattering voice, looked over, but saw Uncle Liang and the three were sitting on the bluestone talking, I immediately stopped.

I pricked up my ears and listened only to Uncle Liang saying:

“ ?? The Red Lady is indeed extremely talented, and he can be called a genius, and I value him very much, but I will never agree to admit him into our master craftsman's family. Nowadays, it is no longer the same as in the old days, the Jianghu sect has no space and value for survival, and the government will never allow a sect like ours to exist. I don't want to harm him, let alone harm him, and this is the reason why I didn't accept him as an official disciple and didn't let him worship the teacher in the first place. ”

"Fan Liang, you can't think like that. The youngest of the three of us is nearly fifty years old, and you will soon be old, and we have no successors. Now you are the only one who has accepted a registered disciple of the red lady, Lao Yang confiscated the disciple, the younger generation of my family has no talent, the appearance of the red lady, let me see hope, we can't just let go, really let our craftsmen disappear from now on. ”

This is Liu Yingguo speaking. I was inexplicably confused, so I only heard Uncle Liang speak again:

"At the beginning, the ancestors set up the Craftsman Gate to guard the treasure of Longyan Cave, and history and facts have proved that Longyan Cave is actually a dead Jedi, and the treasure in the cave does not need our protection at all. According to the ability of the three of us, it doesn't really play a big role. For thousands of years, how many people who fought its idea died in the cave, you know. is Lao Yang's ancestor Ma Lao's ancestor, his skills are not small, and he also returned from killing. What's more, to this day, there are very few people who know this secret, so there is no need to worry about it at all. ”

Liu Yingguo snorted coldly and said, "Zeng Fanliang, what do you mean?" Do you want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, and then disperse the craftsman's family? ”

Uncle Liang whispered, "I didn't mean that, and I didn't dare." You are the master of the door, you can do whatever you want, my identity is just a protector of the Dharma, I can't control you. But don't forget our rules, except in the event of a major accident in the Dragon's Eye Cave, or when the artisan genealogy is likely to be stolen, you have the right to give us orders, and you don't have that power in normal times. No matter what you say, I won't agree to take Xianghong into this sect, this matter is not negotiable! ”

Master Yang said: "Fan Liang, don't be impulsive, Secretary Liu, oh - the master of the door is not forcing you, we are just discussing, why are you so angry?" Besides, it is beneficial to the sect to take Xianghong into our craftsman sect and inherit it and carry it forward, but there is nothing bad for him? ”

Uncle Liang sneered: "Lao Yang, don't pretend to be stupid, the craftsman sect continues to this day, it can be said that the generation is not as good as the generation, and our ability cannot be compared with the predecessors." Now there are only the three light pole commanders of the main sect elder and me, the protector of the Dharma. Still, do you say you've ever had selfish greed? The red girl is only thirteen years old, and his mind is far from mature, can he resist such a great temptation? What if he sneaks in with his own skills? Longyan Cave is so dangerous, Ma Shigong claimed to have entered the seven caves back then, what was the result? Where are we now? Two holes? Three holes? Or is it a fork in the hole? Maybe he'll have to be trapped here and die, you say, is this harming him? What's in it for him? ”

My brain is short-circuited for a while, Craftsman? Artisan genealogy? Elder Protector of the Gate? What era is this? Is it a legend or a myth? And it's about yourself.

My heart was racing, and I did not dare to make a sound, nor to disturb them; I wanted to avoid it, but I couldn't move away. Holding on to the stone wall, I slowly stumbled down.