On the other side, after a rest, the fat man lit a smokeless stove to cook tea to warm up and make rice, and Shunzi dutifully talked about the origin and legend of the Three Holy Snow Mountains, and everyone listened to it with relish.

After finishing Shunzi, he reminded everyone, "Several bosses have to hurry up if they want to do anything, they can't set up tents here when it's getting dark, they have to find a sheltered and flat place before it gets dark, and there may be wind at night." ”

There is snow all around, there are no iconic traces, and they can't see anything famous if they have experience, not to mention that Wu Xiaoxie has no experience in looking for a tomb in the snow mountain at all.

So you have to rely on Chen Pi A Si.

Chen Pi Ah Si also lived up to expectations, and after relieving his strength, he only took a slight look at the surrounding mountains and said, "The location of the treasure cave is under our feet, there is no good way, let's go down a few shovels to see what is under the snow before making plans." ”

The snow is much softer than the mud, and Monk Hua has a few hands and feet, and there are soon more than a dozen exploration holes on the snow, and after five or six meters, there is a frozen soil layer as solid as concrete, and the shovel can't get into it.

The fat man looked at the little ice crystals on the tip of the shovel and asked, "There is a backlog of ice here for thousands of years, will the burial mausoleum be frozen into the ice below?" ”

Wu Xiaoxie nodded and said, "The Luoyang shovel can't get into the ice, even if we know that the thing is below, we can't find it, mainly because the snow above is too much of a hindrance." ”

Pan Zi squatted in front of the cave and took a look, and said: "When I was a soldier, I heard a few brothers say that when they were in the Great Xing'an Mountains, the production team there would regularly go up to the snow mountain to clear the snow on the snow slopes, saying that as long as one cannon hole, all the snow could be blown down, which was very worry-free." Why don't we try it too, blow up the snow, and you can see at a glance what's buried underneath, and then it's much easier to determine the location. ”

Monk Hua put down the shovel, put his two hands together in his cuffs to keep warm, and looked up at it when he heard this, "There are explosives, but are you sure that setting off a cannon here will not be a suicide?" ”

Chen Pi'a's squinting eyes opened a slit first, and he raised his hand to call Lang Feng over, "Let's listen to the advice of professionals." ”

Lang Feng's presence in the team has never been strong, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, he scratched his head a little uncomfortably, and said: "This method is feasible, the next cannon hole is not difficult for me, I can control the power of explosives." ”

"Are you sure?" The fat man looked at him and booed him, "This is not a tomb bombing, maybe we have to sleep in this feng shui treasure land for a long time." ”

Monk Hua smiled, "You don't know this, we are twenty-year-old miners with the title of God of Artillery, and we have been firing guns since we were fourteen years old, although we have only been in this industry for a year, but no one is better at explosives than him." ”

Sounds like a great thing.

Pan Zi had heard of the title of the God of Artillery, but he had never dealt with it, and he looked at Lang Feng carefully with some surprise when he heard this, "It turns out that you are the God of Artillery!" ”

Hearing him say this, Lang Feng was even more embarrassed, and smiled innocently, "It's all given by colleagues, it's just a nickname." ”

After that, he began to survey the terrain and look for a suitable place to put explosives.

Zhang Qixun looked at the location and operation of the cannon he found and was the same as in the original plot, and immediately pulled Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man to hide under the black bare rocks where he installed the signal half a month ago.

After knowing that they were going to blow up the mountain, he almost went crazy, and knocked Junko, who left the teacup and wanted to rush over to stop him, knocked him unconscious, dragged him to the bottom of the rock, and then leaned out and beckoned the little brother and Panzi to hide quickly.

Wu Xiaoxie was confused and nested with the fat man, and the fat man said strangely: "What? Do you think this is inappropriate? ”

Zhang Qixun handed them a slightly calm look, "Just in case, who knew that the title of the cannon god would not work on this snowy mountain, in case there was an avalanche at that time." ”

Wu Xiaoxie thought for a while and praised: "Yes, it's still thoughtful." As he spoke, he squeezed into the rock crevice again, making room for the little brother who came over, "Can we hide here?" ”

"It should work."

Leaving this sentence, Zhang Qixun poked his head out and found that Pan Zi over there was a little far away and didn't hear the voice calling him, seeing that Lang Feng had already used his professional technique to mix explosives and was building the detonator into a special force model.

Zhang Qi was in a hurry, took out the mountaineering rope from his backpack, ran over non-stop and tied the rope around Pan Zi's waist and buckled it firmly, tied the other end to his waist, and then jumped back to the bottom of the rock in three or two steps.

Panzi was a little amused by his nervous movements, looked at the few rabbits nesting obediently under the rocks, made an OK gesture at them, and then retreated with Lang Feng and the others to the slightly smaller bare rock on the other side.

Lang Feng pressed the remote control in his hand.

I didn't hear a sound.

Just when everyone thought that there was something wrong with the explosives, suddenly, several long black gaps suddenly cracked on the flat snow surface, and before everyone could react, a large piece of snow slowly slid down the slope like a waterfall, soon revealing the uneven layer of ice and snow below.

As soon as the fat man gave a thumbs up, before the words of praise could be spoken, a piece of snow fell from the sky and smashed on Lang Feng's head.

The crowd looked up in confusion.

The fat man realized something, his face changed greatly, and he "shhh

There was movement overhead, and a dense black crack appeared on the slope above, spreading so fast that it made the scalp tingle, and then the large and small pieces of snow fell down at a very fast speed, shattering and cascading down the slope of the ice for thousands of miles.

For a while, the snow slag powder mist flew all over the sky as far as the eye could see.

The avalanche came and went quickly, and the snow crystals floated in the air and stained people's faces, cold and cold, like a thin drizzle.

Zhang Qixun stretched out his hand and wiped the snow that melted on his face, and was just about to beckon Wu Xiaoxie and them to go out, when suddenly, the mountaineering rope tied to his waist and connected between him and Pan Zi tightened violently, and immediately, a great pull came from the other end of the rope, and Zhang Qixun was caught off guard and threw himself out of the body, falling on the rough ice, knocking his eyes with gold stars.

The fat man behind him "swooped", and his eyes suddenly jumped out and grabbed one of Zhang Qixun's feet, and the fat body smashed on the ice with a bang, which played a great role in buffering and gave Zhang Qixun time to react.

Zhang Qixun conjured a claw hook in his palm, quickly plunged into the ice under him and buckled, the whole person was dragged by the pull below for most of the circle and diagonally across the ice, the huge pull seemed to strangle his waist, and he grinned in pain.

"Wooden fish!"

Wu Xiaoxie, who was half a beat slower to react, hurriedly rushed out half of his body and grabbed the fat man's belt, and used his strength to pull the person to the bottom of the rock.

The little brother had already jumped to the ice first, half-kneeling to lower his center of gravity, holding the rope that dragged Zhang Qixun with both hands with a tense face and exerting force in the opposite direction.

The dull sound of collapse in his ears finally stopped, and with the help of the little brother, Zhang Qi found a chance to breathe, made more sharp iron cones and inserted them around his body, fixed himself on the ice, and then said sharply to the little brother.

"Hurry, there's something wrong with Panzi!"

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