At the mention of such a sensitive word as Xiuling, our hearts were moved. However, mental activity cannot be expressed on the face, then it will be too obvious.

"What kind of mausoleum do you need to use migrant workers?" Lao Zhao continued.

"It seems to be the tomb of some prince, it is said that tens of thousands of people were arrested to repair the tomb, and then the tomb was repaired, and all the living migrant workers were pulled here to be killed."

Uncle Oroqun waved his hand and said, "It's all passed down from the old generation, and I can't remember much now."

We said that we were just asking casually, and we were just curious.

"It's not surprising that some people take it seriously." Uncle sighed.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"A few years ago, I was still living in the village outside. Some people from the archaeological team have entered this forest, and the village chief said that they were sent down to find the tomb of the prince. Some scattered people came in later, and according to others, they robbed the tombs. But these people only see in, not out. Uncle Oroqen explained.

Seeing such an evil thing as I could not get out of the door, I suddenly had an ominous premonition in my heart. Although the place these people are looking for may not be the same as the mausoleum we are looking for, the environment they face is definitely the same.

When we were chatting with Uncle Oroqen, the attention of the pit was more focused on a few shotguns hanging on the wall, as if they were seeing a baby.

Obviously, Uncle Oroqen also found out about the pit's interest in shotguns, pointed to the guns on the wall and said, "They are all old shotguns, usually used to shoot pheasants and rabbits." When you encounter a wild boar and a bear, you can't kill it even if you hit it. ”

Pit Zi looked stunned, "This thing is so bad. ”

Uncle Oroqen smiled, "If you really encounter a situation, it's better to use a knife." As he spoke, he took one from the wall and placed it in front of us. The shotgun is more than a meter and a half long, very powerful, but also very clumsy. The barrel that extends along the butt to the tail and close to the tail is the bolt. There is no trace of rust on the barrel, which shows that it is usually well maintained. There was a ball of paper at the muzzle, because the old shotgun was precharged, which prevented both the powder from getting damp and the spillage of gunpowder and iron sand when the muzzle was pointing downward.

I tentatively asked Uncle Oroqen if I could touch it. Uncle nodded, I tried to pick up the gun, there were more than five pounds of heavy guys. I pointed the muzzle of the gun at the pit, and the pit collapsed on the ground with a thud, shouting at Taijun not to shoot, I am a good citizen.

We laughed together, and the pit laughed along with Hehe. Uncle Oroqen pulled the bolt and pointed, telling me that there was no primer installed, otherwise it would be too dangerous to point a gun at someone.

I quickly apologized, and I was used to messing around with the pit, so I didn't have so many scruples.

"Then you heard a knock on the door just now, why didn't you open the door and stick out your gun first?" Lao Zhao asked.

"At night, I thought it was another beast to make trouble." Uncle Oroqen said.

"Then if we go further inside, we may also meet the beast?" The pit said.

Uncle Oroqen nodded, "Don't go any further." While it's not deep, hurry back tomorrow. ”

We looked at each other, not knowing what to answer. At this time, Song Jin, who had not spoken, broke the silence, "Uncle, we are from the University of Geosciences, and this is our Teacher Zhao." Song Jin pointed at Lao Zhao, "In addition to traveling this time, we are also here to investigate geology." ”

"What geology?" Uncle Oroqen asked puzzled.

"Uncle, this geology, in layman's terms, is things like stone and soil. We deduce from the data that this area is rich in iron ore, and we need to find the location of these iron ores, mine them, and make good steel to improve people's lives and make people live a good life. "Song Jin is talking nonsense, I didn't expect this product to be like this.

"You're a college student?" Uncle Oroqen asked.

"Yes, we're all students." Song Jin pointed to me and the pit.

If you want to say that Song Jin is a student, we all believe it, and it looks like it. To say that I am a student is okay, but to say that it is a pit, it is absolutely too reluctant.

The pit leaned into my ear and said, "I didn't expect that I could pretend to be a student like me, so it can be seen that I am still young."

"You're like, you're like a student who has been repeating a grade for ten years." I took the opportunity to taunt him.

After hearing that we were students, Uncle Oroqen became even more enthusiastic. It's embarrassing for us.

Next, Song Jin actually talked to Uncle Oroqun about geology for more than an hour, and I also took this kid, and I still have this knowledge, and I am even more convinced of the courage to talk nonsense.

Early the next morning, we said goodbye to Uncle Oroqen and continued to hurry, the uncle took Song Jin's hand, reluctantly, and Song Jin said that he must find iron ore and contribute to the country.

Just after the breakup, Uncle Oroqun caught up from behind, carrying a shotgun in his hand, and called Song Jin's name from afar.

We stopped, and the pit said suspiciously: "Uncle won't find out that Song Jin is talking nonsense, and he is going to shoot him, right?"

I glanced at Song Jin, looked at the pit again, spread my hand and shrugged, indicating that I didn't know.

Uncle Oroqun caught up, handed the shotgun to Song Jin, and said, "You are all students, and this time you are here to do things for the people." There are many wild beasts in this forest, and if you bring this with you, you will be able to defend yourself to some extent. ”

"No, no, no, how can we accept such a valuable thing." Song Jin hurriedly excused himself.

"Take it, I've got something else. But you have to promise me that I can't take it out of this forest, so you don't need to, you can give it back to me. Uncle Oroqen said, handing over a bag of gunpowder and a bag of iron sand.

Song Jin didn't know what to do, and looked at Lao Zhao. Lao Zhao nodded and motioned for Song Jin to accept it. So Song Jin held the shotgun with a firm face and said, "Uncle, don't worry, we can't find an iron mine, and we won't give up!"

"Good, good job, lad." Uncle Oroqen patted Song Jin on the shoulder. Say goodbye to us again and walk towards the chalet. We looked at the figure of Uncle Oroqen, and I had an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Suddenly, there was an extra gun, and he was thinking about how to distribute it, but Song Jin pushed the gun into the pit, saying that his marksmanship was not good, so let it be used by the pit. The pit is not polite, although I got an old antique, I was still excited. With a click, he pulled the bolt, put on the bottom fire, picked it up, and looked around, very proud.

"From now on, you will call me General Sharpshoot!" The pit yelled in his mouth and walked all the way ahead.

"The sharpshooter shoots a rabbit first." I never forget taunting him.

Actually, before this, I and the pit both had some shooting experience, and I had live-fire target shooting training when I was in school for military training, and I thought I could shoot well. The pit is more in and out of sports shooting places, and I have been to him a dozen times occasionally, so I also have some experience in using guns.

"What's it to fight a rabbit, let's fight a tiger." The pit is blowing loudly.

When he blows like that, I listen to it. When I really met a tiger, I didn't have to explain that this old broken gun shouldn't burn the stick. Therefore, the only way out for us to meet a tiger is to run away.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and we came to a small stream. Lao Zhao spoke, and everyone stopped to rest and eat something. Song Jin began to take out the food from the bag, and I went to the pit to collect firewood and boil some hot water.

The woods are filled with thick fallen leaves, which are very susceptible to fires. Together, the two of us picked up some dry branches on the ground.

"We're all here now, let's get some game to try." ”

I said that you General Niu is so powerful, if you shout, there must be ten pheasants jumping into the pot by themselves.

The pit snorted and said I buried him. "Pheasants can't be played, but bird eggs do." He said, pointing to a tree.

When I looked up, there was a large bird's nest about a dozen meters high in the tree. This mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and no one will know if he digs a bird's nest, and suddenly I also have the urge to taste the game.

The two of us discussed, and I stood guard under the tree, and the pit went up the tree to dig out eggs. Reluctantly, the pit handed me the antique gun, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the trunk of the tree with his hands, and began to go up the tree with his legs coiled.

At first glance, he was mischievous when he was a child, and after a while the thing climbed to the first fork, and he began to march like the second fork with his feet. After repeating it several times, I finally reached the bird's nest. I saw him reach in, grab a few eggs and put them in his pocket, and then reach down and make an OK gesture to me. I also responded with a gesture.

After loading the eggs, the pit began to return on a long journey. It is difficult to say that it is difficult to go up the tree, and it is not easy to go down the tree, as long as you have the strength to go up the tree, the posture is appropriate, and it is very hard, but when you go down the tree, you must always bow your head and pay attention to the feet can not step on the air.

The pit slowly began to retreat, and suddenly I noticed that the branches above his head began to shake violently. I looked with wide eyes, but I didn't find anything. But I couldn't relax in my heart, and motioned for the pit to come down quickly. The pit didn't understand what I meant, and still kept the original speed to get down the tree. As he descended to the penultimate fork, the branches above his head vibrated even more violently, and I looked closer to see a python coiled around the trunk of the tree, descending the tree with the pit.

I hurriedly gestured like a pit to him to come down quickly, but the pit was still puzzled, and my anxious hand pointed up, and my mouth shouted that there was a snake. The pit looked up in the direction of my finger, and shouted dear mother, and as soon as his hand loosened, it fell on a fork, but fortunately the fork was strong enough, and it did not break after a few tremors.

When the python saw that the pit had spotted it, it began to swim faster. After a while, I was almost in front of the pit. The pit had not yet adjusted its center of gravity, and in a panic, a leg fell out of the fork of the tree.

Before the pit could react when he was riding on the fork of the tree with his legs, the python had already arrived. Without stopping at all, he swallowed the face of the pit, but fortunately the pit was flexible enough, or the fork was too trembling, and the python's first bite was wrong.

The python, which failed to achieve a single blow, retracted its huge head and prepared for a second attack. At this time, the pit was already sitting firmly, and I saw him reach into his pocket and take out something, and smashed it at the head of the python, which was already in a tight position and had no time to dodge. With a snap, a bird's egg bloomed on the python's face. Thinking that this python had never encountered such a thing, it was actually stunned by a bird's egg.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the pit turned over and descended the fork, and at this time he was still nearly five meters high from the ground, so he couldn't care so much. I saw him let go of his hand that grabbed the fork of the tree, jumped directly to the ground, and rolled forward. Despite this, it was still a stumbling moment after getting up.

Seeing that the pit escaped from the fork, the python looked down, and the whole body began to slowly break away from the fork, planning to have a flying snake in the sky. I saw a green whirring thing fall from the fork of the tree, and plop itself into the dry leaves.

As soon as it landed, I raised the antique gun, and with a "bang" sound, accompanied by a huge recoil and a puff of black smoke, hundreds of pieces of iron sand hit the python.

Obviously, the sudden blow caused a huge trauma to the python. The iron sand slammed into the snake's skin, shattering its left eyeball and bleeding bright red blood.

The injured python was even more frantic and pounced desperately. My antique gun can't be fired again, which means I'm standing with a burning stick in front of a large python.

In an instant, the python had pounced in front of me, it was too late to hide, I hurriedly used the butt of the gun to block forward, the huge impact pushed me to the ground, and the python's next attack came immediately, did I really want to die before I got out of the division?