XXXIX. Underground workers

Only by going through the darkness can we know the preciousness of light.

The darkness was long, the panic of despair, and when he came, Fang Yin still had lingering palpitations in retrospect, but unexpectedly, a few days later, he returned to the ground again.

It is cold and damp, narrow and cramped, and the tunnels dug by Tuxing Sun are never easy to walk.

You can't walk, you can only climb.

Crawl and crawl and crawl and crawl and crawl and

Gu Tu is really a rare treasure, the dark Chinese light is ten thousand ways, there is a guide and a direction, this time Fang Yin does not feel bitter: "Where is this?

Just weird, where is this?

The emptiness extends in all directions, not distinguishing between north, south, east and west, in the silence, there is a whirring and wheezing sound in his ears, a pounding heartbeat, and the sound of dirt on the left and right of the rope under him, and a dull and faint echo: "Where, where?" Fang Yin didn't know how long he had climbed, and Fang Yin didn't know where he was, in the narrow and long, mysterious and empty underground world, Fang Yin had long been lost. Fortunately, there is still Tuxing Sun, although he has been silently crawling in front without speaking, but with him in Fang Yin, it is safe, Fang Yin said in his heart that this time he must follow him-

Pounce! The old earth monster let out a stuffy fart!

Daoist Fang pinched his nose and shouted helplessly: "Old earth monster, you are here again!"

This is not the first time.

People eat whole grains, fart is inevitable, and it is not good for the body to hold back the fart, so let it go.

No need to explain.

What's more, Sun Yan is old, and he works underground all the year round, and his stomach is not good, which is understandable.

If you follow slowly, you are afraid that he will run away, and if you follow closely, you will eat farts again, Daoist Fang's life has always been like this and entangled. Of course, you can't lose it anyway, even if you eat fart all the way, Fang Yin has an idea that if you leave yourself here alone, you will definitely die, God knows which way leads to the exit! This is like a huge underground labyrinth, there are many intersections Fang Yin can't count, the old earth monster said that there are many exits, but few can climb out, because those are for ventilation.

Criss-crossed, a radius of several miles, with Liangzhou City as the center, this is an extremely vast project. Sun Yan is really a god man, an expert in civil engineering and architecture, Liangzhou City was designed by him, especially the cobweb-like dense tunnels entrenched underground, which Sun Yan took his two apprentices to complete personally. Three people, lasted ten years, what perseverance, how much perseverance, heavy and hard work, but also the crystallization of wisdom.

This is worthy of admiration, and Daoist Fang is very admirable, and if he refuses to accept it, he will throw himself to the ground.

Eat a fart, little thing.

There are many unsung heroes, such as Sun Run, such as his apprentices, who are conscientious and tireless, and are not known to the world.

Thinking wildly, I crawled for a while, and gradually many strange voices came.

"Jingle", "Click", "Squeak", "Boom", and vocals. Some people are laughing, some people are shouting, some people are talking, thousands of voices are mixed together, and it is not very clear to hear. But in the silence and darkness, it seemed to be coming from all directions, closer, closer, more and more clear, the more he listened, the more distinct, Fang Yin could even hear the sound of "swishing" spatulas, hearing the sound of "snoring" that was the sound of drinking soup, hearing the neighing of war horses from time to time, and hearing the "lala" wind and the fluttering of the banner of the camp tent -

"Ha!" Fang Yin understood, this was under the camp of the Xiliang army, somewhere.

Surprised and extremely excited, Fang Yin leaned on the spot and listened: "I know!

Unexpectedly, it was dark, and the old monster was gone.

"The old earth monster!" suddenly fell into darkness again, and the old earth monster was nowhere to be seen: "Hey-Tuxingsun-"

"Tuxing grandson, grandson, grandson—"

"Uncle Sun-Uncle Sun-Wait for me-"

"Wait, wait, me, me, me, I-"

“......”

"Isn't it?" Daoist Fang asked himself, so he could only get his own answer: "Yes?"

What's going on here?

Fang Yin didn't care at first, thinking it was a joke: "Ahh

But the horses' hooves trampled the earth, but the wheels rolled over, but the dust that shook and fell choked into the mouth and nose, and who knew that there was a small soldier hidden in this deep and dark underground: "Ahhh

The little soldier lay on the spot without heart and lungs, and fell asleep with his eyes closed: "I'm just sleepy, sleep and sleep." ”

It's sleepy, it's sleepy, and after talking to the old monster for a night, Fang Yin is going to be sleepy: "Huh-huh-"

It's really worry-free, and I'm really asleep.

Embrace the sky and sleep on the ground.

Peace of mind is not in doubt, this is of course just a joke.

Ten steps ahead, ten steps to the right, five steps forward, five steps to the left, there is a semi-circular underground hut.

Nine feet long and ten feet wide, four people were lying in it, all sleeping.

Some are damp, not very cold, some are stuffy, slightly windy, this is a foothold, one of a thousand footholds.

The pearl is secretly cast, but it is also suitable.

When Fang Yin woke up, the three of them had already woken up, and the other two were the apprentices of the old monster.

One Sun Wei, one Sun An.

Push up the daisies.

Two apprentices, a pair of sons, this is called the son inheriting the father's business, for thousands of generations.

One is thirty, one is twenty-eight, after talking about it, they are all Fang Yin's eldest brother, eldest brother and second brother.

The two brothers are generally short and thin, the younger brother Sun An is slightly taller, and the two miserable white faces under the light of Gu Tu are sitting and standing and crying and looking at Daoist Fang——

It was Sun Wei who was sitting and crying, and the eldest brother Sun Wei cried: "You, you, you're here!"

Like a ghost.

It was Sun An who was standing and smiling, and the second brother Sun An smiled: "Little brother, we have been waiting for you for a long time." ”

More like a ghost.

Daoist Fang already had a feeling of entering the tomb, and this feeling was especially strong at this time: "Wait, wait for me, wait for me, what will I do?"

If you don't go to the road, you don't know if you are stupid, and you don't know whether you are alive or dead, Second Brother Sun sighed, and said with a smile: "If you come, you will be safe, and the four of you will make a table." ”

Yes, four people can make a table of mahjong, and it has been a long time since this man has been missing one.

But there is not even a table here, let alone mahjong: "This, ha! Brother Sun, why are you crying?"

"I, I, I'm not a human! I'm a ghost!" Brother Sun cried weakly: "I don't want to work, I'm already tired to death! Dad, brother! You let me go, let me go!"

Tuxingsun only didn't speak, sitting cross-legged on the ground motionless, like a lamp.

Daoist Fang suddenly became vigilant, and then a cold sweat flowed down: "You said to take me to open your eyes, could it be that this eye-opening is-"

"Punch the hole!" shouted the father and son in unison, "work!"

It turns out that the hole has not been finished yet, it turns out that Juntian Sword can still dig soil, and it turns out that there is another mouse in the ground of Liangzhou City: "Isn't it?"

"Yes!"