Although the fish scales are powerful, the soil here is too soft, and when the hole is about three meters old, the entire hole collapses. This situation made the four of us look at each other, and Zhang Heqing, who didn't speak much, said: "What should I do?" ”

The fat man glanced at me and said, "Naive, this place is not like a place where things can be buried, besides, with this kind of soil potential, even if it is a little brother, I am afraid that he will not be able to open the thief hole, there is really something below, and the little brother may not have gone down." When he said this, I vaguely felt that things were not good, this place was obviously tired, but the soil here was soft, not to mention it, even the theft hole was a problem.

How did the stuffy oil bottle go down in the first place?

He followed the clues to prove that after he came here, did he give up when he encountered this problem?

From what I've known about the stuffy oil bottle for many years, I know that with his character, there is hardly a word to give up in life, but the problem before us is that the destination is at our feet, but we simply can't go down.

So what is the method used in the stuffy oil bottle?

In the dark, we only shot an inconspicuous flashlight, and none of the five spoke.

At this moment, Zhang Tangrui said: "This place is a shock rock, the formation time is at least thousands of years, the landform at that time, and now should be not much different, if there is really something here, it means that the ancients have found a way, we need to think about it in the long run, think about it." ”

I was born in architecture, so I naturally know how to go down, so I said: "Reinforcement technology, in ancient China has been very developed, digging wells, digging deep pits, are used in these technologies, the ancients are above board to bury things underneath, there is a lot of time to reinforce, we want to go down is not impossible, as long as slowly reinforced, can always dig to the end." ”

The fat man said: "Aren't you talking nonsense, we have to stop as soon as dawn, where is the time to reinforce?" ”

I spread my hands and said, "So, we can't start with that." ”

Zhang Heqing said: "Then what do you think should be done?" ”

I said, "Your patriarch will not give up easily, he will definitely find a way to go down and find a way to start here." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Tangrui said that he couldn't start after watching it for a while, so he stopped it first and thought about it. So we withdrew our troops and quietly returned to the tent. On the other hand, Zhang Heshui and Zhang Heming are giving full play to their diplomatic advantages and having fun with a group of female college students, especially Zhang Heshui hooking up with his little sister with a face that looks like a stuffy oil bottle, I think this scene is very weird.

That night, we didn't say much, only a little discussion, thinking that this operation was too hasty, and the understanding of the code language was not thorough, which led to many difficulties, after discussion, it was decided to hold the troops first, and these days as a tourist, to walk around, by the way, to see if we can get the information of the stuffy oil bottle.

Most of the people who live here are some Mongolian permanent residents, who live by grazing, with the migration of aquatic grass, but they are not wandering around, they are at home everywhere, they often have several footholds, such as a foothold in a playground in spring, and B foothold in a grassland in summer, most of them are fixed, although the mobility is strong, but people almost will not change, which is more conducive to our collection of confidence.

I believe that according to the personality of the stuffy oil bottle, if he can't go down the hole here, he will definitely prefer to spend time around the thief hole, such as setting the place where the thief hole is in a relatively solid grassland, and then hitting the thief hole diagonally downward, and finally changing the trend, so that when the thief hole hits the position of the dragon's claw, the hole is already very deep, and the stuffy oil bottle will shrink the bones, which can compress the hole smaller to avoid collapse.

This method is the most effective method I have come up with so far, and it is impossible for the stuffy oil bottle to be unexpected.

But if you do this, you must stay on the grassland for a long time, during this period of time, he always eats and drinks, and always washes, so that he can't do without people, so the most likely, is that the stuffy oil bottle will make up an identity to stay, and the stay time is definitely not short, we only need to check towards this clue, it is possible to find out some clues.

The next morning, we took out the map and began to plan, first of all, the possible length of the underground robbery hole.

It is impossible for the stuffy oil bottle to run thousands of meters away and go around the thief hole, unless he has a problem with his head, so we must plan a most likely circumference and target this circumference to visit.

Soon, we settled on 1,000 to 1,500 meters, which was the longest distance we could deduce, and then we started to explore the surrounding area as tourists.

I have a photo of the stuffy oil bottle in my hand, of course, not the one in Xisha decades ago, but a solo photo, taken from Yabuda after returning from the time when the stuffy oil bottle lived in my house, the background is my sofa, the angle is a frontal photo, I explained at the time: "If you lose your memory one day and go missing, I can post a missing person notice." "I didn't expect it to be used to find people now.

We were divided into three groups, me and the fat man group, Zhang Tangrui took Jinjing, Zhang Heshui, Heqing, and Heming in a group of three, and began to disperse and visit.

The yurts are distributed in the form of being relatively far apart, but in each range, they spontaneously form a large family, and whenever they want to migrate, they tend to move in the same direction, so they are 'good neighbors' who live farther away from each other.

I don't know the situation on Zhang Tangrui's side, because the fat man and I are already standing in front of a yurt at the moment.

There were seven members of the family, an old man, two daughters-in-law, two grandchildren, fifty sheep, and five sheepdogs.

Mongolians are hospitable, but in recent years, there have been more and more tourists, so you can't stop at your door and pull them into your home for dinner, right? That's not poor, so the TV shows, tourists go to the herdsmen's homes to eat, in fact, those herdsmen are permanent herdsmen who have joined the tourism organization, and normal households, such as the one in front of us, will not appear in the TV, as soon as you arrive at the door, you will be warmly invited into the house to drink tea.

The dog barked for a while, and two little children came out, and talked to me and the fat man in Mongolian, and the fat man said, "Little broken boy, call your adults here." After a while, another woman came out, still speaking Mongolian, and probably knew that we didn't understand anything, and after a while, she invited an old man, who had a hoarse voice and spoke fluent Chinese, and invited us into the house for a cup of tea.

I touched my nose in a sneer, and I didn't say anything yet, I didn't expect that there was really tea to drink, and after I went in with the fat man, I was not polite, and explained to the old man the intention, saying that we were here to find someone.

Immediately after, I took out a picture of the stuffy oil bottle and asked him if he had seen it.

In fact, this yurt is already the fifth one we have placed, and the first four have all returned in vain, and they are too far away from each other, and after walking down a day, their legs are sore, and at this moment, it is already sunset.

The old man's name is Zabal, his eyes are not very good, he took out his reading glasses and put them on to stare at the photo of the stuffy oil bottle, the fat man saw it, and couldn't help but lower his voice and said: "This look, it is estimated that it is hanging, even if the little brother has hit him before, it is estimated that he doesn't know." ”

Although the voice was small, after all, sitting in a room, Zabal still heard it, he pushed his glasses, and said slowly in Chinese: "I have seen this young man." ”

"Have you seen ......" The fat man snorted, reacted violently, and said, "You've seen it!" Not kidding, right? You can take a closer look, the people in the photo are white and tender, everyone loves them, and the flowers are blooming, but they are not the ones on the street, don't look at the dazzling eyes. ”

Zabal repeated, "I've seen it." After a pause, he said, "Who are you?" ”

My heart moved, listening to this meaning, this person seemed to have been with the stuffy oil bottle for a while, so I said: "It's a brother, the person in the photo, is our very good brother, he has been missing for two years, we chased some clues, found that he had been to Inner Mongolia, and only then did he come here." ”

Zabal nodded, let his daughter-in-law come in with the milk skin, motioned for us to have tea, and then said, "I have seen him twice, once two years ago and once sixty years ago, he is really ...... It hasn't changed at all, at that time, I was about the same age as my grandson, so tall, and he still hugged me. ”

The fat man almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of milk tea, stared at Zabal, and said, "You are high this year?" ”

Zabal gestured and said, "Seventy." ”

I was immediately vigilant in my heart, normal people would definitely be shocked when they saw the stuffy oil bottle, but in the old man's narrative, it was normal, and even full of reverence and reminiscence.

I remained silent, exchanged glances with the fat man, and became vigilant.

As if sensing our movements, Zabal said, "Don't be afraid, young man. After a pause, he said, "Are you really his good friends?" If so, I can tell you about it. ”

Seeing that he didn't believe it, I took out another photo of the bottom of the box, pointed to the three people in the photo, and said, "See, me, him, and the fat man next to me, we are really good brothers, wearing a pair of pants." ”

The photo was also taken when Yabuda came back, the fat man came to Hangzhou to see us, in order to prevent the stuffy oil bottle from becoming moldy and spoiling, we dragged him out of the house and took a photo on the edge of the West Lake.

Today, the young man in the photo is still the young man I knew seven years ago, but the fat man and I, one has already known the destiny of heaven, and the other has entered middle age.

Zabal looked at this group photo before he began to slowly tell about the two encounters.

The first was the one sixty years ago.