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At dawn I felt pain all over my body, probably from staying in a sleeping position all night. I opened my eyes and saw that the fat man was not in the house, and the Vietnamese were sleeping soundly.

I got up and twisted my neck and waist hard, and my stiff joints made a 'grid, grid, grid' sound. I walked up to Ah San and kicked him. "Don't sleep, get up and eat." ”

The Vietnamese opened his eyes, and I saw that his eyes were red.

"Brother Qiang, let me sleep for a while, I haven't closed my eyes all night."

I'm speechless. He should have worked so hard all night.

Xiao Ting didn't sleep well either. Probably only Jack slept soundly in the room, the two Laotians had bloodshot eyes, and Fumi had lost weight after a night, and his face, which had little flesh or two, looked like it now

It's all bones and a beard. It seems that he is the one who has worked the hardest this night.

In the middle of the Hakka house is the stove, Xiao Ting boiled a pot of porridge, and the strong smell of rice permeated the whole room.

"Where's the fat man?" I asked Xiao Ting. I couldn't help but worry when I didn't see him in either room.

"He said he was going to go out for a walk."

I nodded, I knew what he was going out for, but the people in the village hadn't gotten up so early, and if he wanted to find people from outside in the village, he should wait until dawn. Who knows him

Where did it go?

I'm not worried about his accident. The stockade is not big, how much movement can he cause if he has an accident. I think the whole village should be able to hear it.

Fumi's broken leg had no external injuries, and Dr. Tang also applied a layer of ointment to him. Like he said, they didn't have too effective labor pain medicine, and it wasn't until noon that the pain in Fumi's leg improved.

So that Fumi can fall asleep with his eyes closed.

The fat man came back before dark. It's not just me. I think everyone is in a hurry, including the Vietnamese, because he is our strongest force at the moment. If he doesn't come back, there will be more variables.

After eating something, the fat man called me to another room and laid a piece of paper on the table. He said to me with his mouth: 'I have drawn a map of this stockade.' Look. ’

I nodded silently. 'Thank you. I knew it was too difficult, a lot of high ground to climb, a lot of walking.

"Cut." The fat man made a disdainful sound. "You're getting more and more hypocritical."

I gave him a speechless look and lay on the picture. But the eyes involuntarily glanced out the window. Since last night, there was a conjecture that the Hakka people have abnormal vision, and I am not confident in what I can do

Come, there is always the feeling of red fruit exposed to the sun.

Maybe my actions were a bit like a thief, which made the fat man very unhappy and said, "If she can see, you can't hide from it." Don't be so shy and shy like a turtle. ”

"Damn. Is my image so miserable? I replied angrily. Then he said to him with his mouth, 'Beware.' To prepare for both, the first thing is to make them unable to understand us in terms of sound

and hopefully they don't have clairvoyance. If there were, a lot of our efforts were in vain. 'Finished. I looked down at the map.

First of all, I want to say that the fat man's map is very standard, it is a standard military map, the highlands and depressions are clearly marked, and there is a simple scale.

At the center of this map is our exit from the underground cave. In this way, the Hakka village should be built around this. However, there is only one residential area depicted on the map. only

This hill is where we currently live. Rows of bamboo buildings built on the south side of the hill.

There was a mark on the top of the hill that I didn't recognize. I pointed to the mark and asked the fat man, 'What is this?' ’

'The starting point of the zipline. The top of the hill is where the zipline begins, which heads north and connects to another hill. But the hill is no longer in the stockade. The overall height of this stockade is higher than that of the swamp

The ground, which they should have built up for countless years, was like an island in a swamp. The stockade is surrounded by swamps. Except through the zipline, you can only wade away. It seems that they didn't

Lie to us, or say they eat us. ’

The map drawn by the fat man is detailed, but incomplete. The village inhabited by the Hakka people is oval in the north-south direction as a whole, with the entrance to the underground passage as the dividing line, and the north side is the Hakka people's

The fat man drew a detailed map of the living area, but the south side was blank.

When I pointed my finger to the blank space, the fat man shrugged his shoulders and said, 'There is not enough time, I can't run the whole village in one day.' Run there tomorrow, and if it goes well, run another day and finish the map

Finish. ’

Of course, I can't complain about him, being able to complete such a large amount of work in one day is already superhuman efficiency. On the contrary, I am more worried that he is not safe outside alone, although his combat effectiveness is off the charts,

But doing things alone in this dangerous environment still makes me feel at ease.

"Tomorrow you take Ah San or Bu Asong out with you, and if you have something to do, there will be someone to help you run errands, and it would be good to help you grow your eyes." ’

The fat man thought for a moment. 'Okay, but don't leave. If we go out for two people, there are not many people who can move here, and if we divide a little more strength, the people hiding in the shadows will definitely be on us

Take action. ’

I nodded. 'Cheng, who are you going to take out?' ’

'Vietnamese. The fat man said without hesitation. 'It's not safe to keep him at home, and you can be honest with me.' ’

I have a hunch that the fat man will ask for Ah San. I couldn't help but look sympathetically at the direction of his floor.

You've seen the landlord. What do you think of this person? ’

I suddenly realized that I had been staying here for two days and had not seen the landlord. After thinking about it, this matter is so evil that I didn't even hear this person's movements.

This bamboo building adheres to the architectural characteristics of a small number of famous ethnic groups in Yunnan and Guizhou. The first floor is open, inhabited, and there is not even anything, which is transparent and ventilated. There are three rooms on the second floor, and the landlord lives on the upper floor

In the first room, the fat man and I lived in the middle room, and Xiao Ting and the two wounded were at the other end.

In the past two days, I have passed through the door of the landlord three times, and one of them rushed up like a fire. However, on our side, because of the wounded and disabled, the remaining ones who can move have to take care of the wounded

, and there is no need to disperse activities. But the landlord is said to be a lonely old man, he should make some noise, and it is normal to go out to bask in the sun or something. Is he too old to move? Or simply burp

Fart.

I could only shake my head. Don't say you saw it, you didn't hear any movement. Don't be in a dead house. ’

The fat man shook his head. The rice I took from his house today is still alive. I can't see through this old guy, you are right when you say he is dying, I believe him when you say he is a dead man. But you said he could live me,

I believe it too. ’

I was stunned for a moment and said, 'Fatty, I didn't take any medicine today, did I?' Don't stop taking your medication. ’

The fat man sneered. 'Don't run me, go meet the landlord tomorrow and tell me what you think when I get back.' You'll know who's supposed to take the pills. (To be continued......)