Chapter 12 Separate Actions
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There was a buzz in my mind, and there was only one thought: Feng Guang's crow mouth!
The other four people obviously noticed it, and the sound of chatting and farting in the cave suddenly disappeared, and the cave was completely quiet, and only the whistling sound of wind and snow was left in their ears.
The figure remained reflected on the tarpaulin, and as the tarpaulin tossed in the wind, the shadow became distorted. This time I didn't delay any longer, immediately pulled out my gun, and fired a straight shot.
It doesn't matter what is out there, but as far as I can see, it's definitely not a person. Since I'm not human, I won't show mercy to my subordinates, who let this thing stick to us along the way?
After a gunshot, the rain cloth suddenly flew up under the impact of the bullet, and at the same time, the scene outside the cave was also revealed...... There was no one there.
Yan Dachuan was completely stunned, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Is it really that thing?" β
Feng Guang didn't believe in evil and said, "Don't be alarmist, where are there ghosts in this world!" β
Yes, there really is! I'm convinced of this, but what puzzles me is, even if it's a ghost, why would it come to us?
Rehaman was obviously also frightened, and hesitated: "This place is a place where there are a lot of tourists who have died, could it be really ......" His eyes glanced at me as he said this, as if he was retreating.
I glanced at him and said, "Scared?" β
Rehaman smiled dryly: "There are many of us, even if it is really a ghost, a body of yang energy can scare it." "Folklore, the yang energy of the living can shake the ghosts, so in the past, many schools were built on the top of the cemetery, just to let the yang energy on the children shake the ghosts, of course, there is another theory, in the past, as long as it is a scholar, they are called the descendants of the Confucian saints, because the older generation said that the students are the protΓ©gΓ©s of the Confucian saints, and the saints take care of them, and the ghosts dare not invade the body.
Of course, these are all superstitions, regardless of whether they have credibility or not, but none of our old men are still studying, and it is estimated that as soon as we leave the school gate, Sage Kong kicked us far away.
I ignored Rehaman and stared at the hole.
The rain cloth had fallen again, hunting in the cold wind, but the dark shadow was gone.
I saw very clearly just now, the moment the shot was fired, the shadow was still there, but as soon as the gunshots rang out, there was no one outside, and even in the snow, there was not even a trace of blood.
If that thing dodged when I fired it, wouldn't it be faster than a bullet?
For living creatures, this is ridiculous, there is no species in the world so far, the speed of movement can exceed the bullet, if there is, I am afraid it is really soft dumplings are doing the trick.
Yan Dachuan was more afraid of ghosts and gods, and he asked me hesitantly: "Boss, ...... Do you want to change places? β
I said, "How do you change it?" β
He said, "Find a new place to camp." β
I smiled and said, "If it's really a ghost, you can't hide anywhere, the wind and snow are so heavy outside, go out and die?" My words were a little sharp, Yan Dachuan touched his nose in a sneer, not knowing how to refute it.
But I'm telling the truth.
After spotting the shadow the day before, we drove here all night, and on the way, I can say that I was very careful, very vigilant, that the thing would follow us, but I can say with certainty that nothing followed us, at least as far as my eyes could see.
But now, it's here again? γ
Can you easily break free when soft brown wraps around you?
Besides, the current wind and snow are bigger than last night, and the snot can be frosted instantly.
After a pause, I said, "Work in pairs, take turns to sit at the entrance of the cave and guard, collect half of the rain cloth and leave half of it, and wait for the wind and snow to stop before we leave." β
Yan Dachuan was surprised: "Boss, then we don't care...... It's up? β
I've seen a lot of hard dumplings, and I've forgotten to say hello to a few soft browns, to be honest, until now, I'm really not afraid, so people's courage is practiced. Since I am the boss, it is naturally not my turn to guard the entrance of the cave, and in the process, the black shadow does not know if it is really a taboo person, and sure enough, it never appeared again.
The next morning, around 11 o'clock, the wind and snow were much lighter, and Rehaman reached out to catch the snowflakes and said that it was almost over, so we picked up our equipment and went back on the road.
The next part of the road is better, the ground is thick ice, the surface is covered with fresh snow, and it is neither slippery nor tiring to walk up, as if God made a beautiful road for us.
At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the ice in front of us gradually became wider, and even the snow fell on the ice, and almost instantly merged with the ice, and at the same time, a black figure of a human figure appeared in the ice under our feet.
Rehaman motioned for us to look at the man frozen under the ice, and recalled, "Your friend is so bold that he stepped right over it." "Regardless of the nationality, the reverence for the dead is the same," Rehaman said, reluctantly.
The person below was frozen deeply, and could only see a black shadow in the shape of a human figure, his body was in a posture of climbing upward, his hands were grasping and flexing, and it was faintly imaginable that when this person walked to this place, something might have happened, it could be an avalanche, or some other natural disaster, he was buried in it, struggling hard, but in the end he couldn't break free, so he became like amber, maintaining the posture of death, frozen in it forever.
Rehaman added, "It's a little more than a mile ahead. "I know, he's talking about that jade vein, but in fact, I'm not interested in that jade vein anymore.
There is really no need to repeat the next process, we traveled in the wind and snow for more than an hour, and finally arrived at the jade vein that Rehamman said, the tools for exploration are prepared, and in terms of prospecting, although Feng Guang of the Department of Geology has not operated on the ground, but the theoretical basis is still there, so he is fully responsible.
It's not an easy job, and it takes more than an hour or two. In order to get to know the layers inside, we first need to select a suitable detection site, clean up the surface deposits, and then carry out drilling and a series of exploration activities.
To get this data, in the case of sufficient personnel, it will take at least a day, we have limited manpower, none of them are professionals, and the only Feng Guang is also a young man who has no actual combat, so the progress is even slower.
Feng Guang made an estimate, thinking that if we want to explore the ore layer, according to our speed, it will take at least two days.
I silently estimated my equipment and felt that two days was more difficult.
Due to the wind and snow on the way, we have already been delayed for two days, and if we stay for another two days, I am afraid that it will be easy to leak. I came to look for ore veins this time, mainly to find clues to the stuffy oil bottle.
If the stuffy oil bottle has already left the snowy mountain, since I don't look for someone, I don't need to stay too long, instead of helping here, it is better to divide the troops into two ways.
When I had made up my mind, I called Rehaman and let the rest stay, and he led me on my way.
Rehaman was a little surprised, because although I had said beforehand that I would let him lead the way, he did not expect that I would go alone, so he couldn't help but persuade me: "Let's all go together, and take care of everything." β
Feng Guang stopped what he was doing, looked guilty, and said, "Boss, I'm too slow, or you should wait a little longer, and I'll work hard tonight while the night is taking advantage of it." He looked ashamed and sincere, and Yan Dachuan said directly: "No, boss, aren't you going to die alone?" β
I immediately felt angry and funny, and kicked him directly, saying, "I haven't set off yet, so don't touch my moldy head." β
Yan Dachuan hissed and shouted wronged: "Boss, I'm here for your personal safety, that long neck hasn't been pulled out yet, in case it is a snow-capped monster, you have such fine skin and tender meat, you will definitely not be able to escape its claws." β
Feng Guang frowned, asked Yan Dachuan not to gag, he saw that I had made up my mind, so he said: "You are the boss, you have the final say, but ......" paused, he said: "I graduated from college and have found a lot of jobs, but you are the most considerate employee boss I have ever seen, your business, in a word, I will definitely follow you." β
Empathetic to employees?
I recalled it and couldn't help but think, didn't Wang Meng keep scolding me behind my back for being Zhou Papi?
But then again, it's suitable for me to be a small boss, but a big boss like the third uncle and the second uncle is really not suitable for me, I'm soft-hearted, and the people under my hands make mistakes, and it's hard to be ruthless, so a group of people under my hands generally get along with me for three or five days, and they can eat my temper thoroughly, just by looking at Yan Dachuan's appearance of not being big or small.
Having said that, I still felt very moved by Feng Guangneng's words, and encouraged me to make a promise, no matter what the result was, I would definitely come over and meet within three days.
Yan Dachuan was not afraid of death and asked, "Boss, what if you don't come back within three days?" β
I choked up with anger and said, "What should I do? No one will pay your salary in the future, so you will roll up and leave. β
After the discussion, I took Rehaman and began to walk towards the cliff, that is where Rehaman and the stuffy oil bottle parted, it was noon at the moment, the sun was dazzling, I recalled Rehamman's previous description, I could see a young man covered in golden sunlight in front of me, he squatted silently on the edge of the cliff, one by one with ropes, gradually sinking into the boundless snowfield.
Zhang Qiling, what have you proved in this vast snow-capped mountain? Now, where are you?