Ma Dad was so furious that he was not pretending to be like that. The few of them got into a quarrel. I immediately understood that Ma Dad must have seen something after he went down, so he fell out with Mustache like a quarrel. Moreover, Ma Dad mentioned the altar.
City, that place was so weird, my expression became solemn, I walked around and pulled Ma Dad away, and then looked at Mustache.
"I thought something was wrong from the beginning, why did the thief dig the hole so deep?" Ma Dad pulled me behind me and roared at him.
I know Ma Dad's temper. Although he likes to brag, he has a pretty good temperament. If he hadn't exposed his evil side, he wouldn't have made such a fuss.
Ma Dad yelled a few words, and I heard what he meant. The job arranged by Mustache was a bit abnormal, and the entire robbery cave extended all the way east. The monk said that this would prevent the cave from collapsing, but I don’t think so.
I deny this view, but in this case, the robber holes will gradually reach the direction of the mandala.
"What do you mean?" I was also very angry. Baiyin had already told everything that happened in the mandala. It was simply a gate of hell, and there would be no good end if you entered it. But the mustache and the monk kept saying that they would not touch the mandala, but
Judging from the holes they dug, the target is undoubtedly the mandala.
"Young Master Wei, Ma Dad, please calm down." The monk saw that Ma Dad and I were both anxious and did not dare to joke anymore. He said sincerely: "Since we know that there is trouble in Mandala, how can we cheat you? No.
Wrong, this robbery hole was slowly drilled down to the mandala..."
"Then what else is there to say!" Ma Dad pulled me back vigilantly, and was full of hostility towards the people in front of him: "You can do it on your own, I and Master Wei won't stop you, but from now on, let's break up!"
"The pit is under the mandala. You can't get in from the mandala. You can only dig a hole from here to open a way out." Mustache did not get angry, he explained quietly.
The monk also interjected and told us that nothing was wrong. The pit in the Bantuo ruins is directly under the mandala, but it has nothing to do with the mandala. It is an independent pit underground.
Ma Dad was still shouting, but I stopped him. Mustache is mysterious and unpredictable, but I can be sure that he will not rush into the mandala to die without absolute certainty.
But what the monk said is too hard to believe. In the eyes of the Western Xia people, the mandala is just like the scholars in the past looked at the Confucius Temple. Who has the courage to build a pit directly under the mandala? That is blasphemy.
If you show any trace, you will be beaten to death.
We were in a stalemate for a while, then Mustache asked the monk and Lao Gong to continue digging holes. He walked up to Ma Dad and me and told a little secret.
In order to get accurate information about this operation, Xiao Hui spent a lot of effort. The specific time was the two weeks when he disappeared in Hubei. He did not tell the specific plot. But even he was injured, as you can imagine.
, the process should be thrilling.
Because Ma Dad was about to break up, Mustache gave a rare chat and explained patiently. He said that the strangeness of Pan Tuo's mandala was not yet clear, but the pit under the mandala, he said
It can be guaranteed to be very safe.
Mustache's explanation is still very convincing. Ma Dad's mood has stabilized a bit, but he is still rolling his eyes. I can't guarantee that everything that Mustache said is the truth. But after a comprehensive analysis of the situation at hand, Ma Dad and I
We are at an absolute disadvantage. If the mustache wants to harm us, it will be a matter of violence.
We stopped arguing, but after this incident, I still felt a little uncomfortable. Ma Dad and I sat alone together, and the mustache didn't bother us anymore, so we squatted at the entrance of the cave and waited patiently.
The sunset in the desert is very beautiful, at least in my opinion. Just when the golden afterglow and the endless desert almost melted together, the monk and Lao Gong climbed up one after another, and they opened the hole.
Such pits have been buried for many years, and the air needs to dissipate before people can enter. It happened to be dark, so the monk made some arrangements at the entrances of the two robbery caves, set up a few pillars, and then used large pieces of canvas to
He circled the entrance of the cave and laid some wood that could no longer be seen in its original appearance vertically and horizontally to prevent the night wind from pouring sand into the cave.
After that, the monk and Lao Gong kept saying good things to Ma Dad. Ma Dad was not bad-hearted and had a bit of a childish temper, but the matter was over. He didn't hold on to it, but he was a little angry in his heart.
We cleared out the sand in a mud house and settled here at night. Ma Dad pulled me out and murmured to me.
Anyway, what the two of us discussed were nothing more than some countermeasures that we came up with, which were useless and just unfounded speculations. Ma Dad and I murmured and hid outside and whispered, and the monk showed up and called us back to eat. Ma Dad then
With this advantage, even if the sky fell, he would not delay eating or drinking. He ate enough for two people and then nestled in the corner to face the wall. He ignored the monk's teasing.
Taking advantage of the convenient opportunity before everyone went to rest, the monk said to me seriously: "Young Master Wei, Ma Dad has that temper. I don't mind, but you must not whisper in your heart. We will take care of the matter of going to the pit."
Go ahead and do it, Ma Daddy doesn’t have to do anything, but he may ask you to help him a little when the time comes. But don’t worry, I still say what I said, if you lose one hair, I will chop off one of your fingers.”
"Stop saying these things." I was also very reluctant to talk about this topic because I felt very stuck in my heart. Before things really started, neither the mustache nor the monk would tell me what they wanted me to do specifically. It was impossible to ask.
come out.
"Then don't mention it." Monk Tian kept smiling with a big face and patted me on the shoulder, looking very relaxed: "Everything is fine. I am telling you this just to relax your mind."
There are only six of us in total, because we have to do serious work in the pit these two days, and Mustache is the main force, so he has to maintain strong energy and physical strength and go to bed very early. So the task of keeping watch at night is divided between the five of us.
Ma Dad and Lao Gong, the monk and I, and then Baiyin is left. Baiyin is more familiar with this place, so he will take charge of the group.
Ma Dad and Lao Gong were on the first shift. I estimate that Lao Gong's ears and nerves would have suffered severe physical damage. Ma Dad couldn't stop talking, and whenever he boasted, it was like throwing a spirit in people's heads.
Atomic bomb. I usually don't sleep well in places like this, but I was affected by the snoring of the monk next to me, and unexpectedly fell into a very deep sleep. I didn't want to get up until Ma Daddy came to call me to take over.
The monk and I yawned and walked around outside, gradually waking up. There are very few large creatures in this desert. Animals like sand wolves have long since disappeared, so the vigil is just a formality. As soon as the sleepiness disappears
, the long night seemed very difficult, the monk and I smoked and chatted.
He told me a lot about things that happened in the past, but I didn't have much knowledge, so I could only listen and talk. The topic suddenly turned to the old man for some reason, and my heart suddenly felt sour.
When I left Jiangbei for Zhaotong, the old man's health was already much worse than before. Such a long time had passed in between. Although he did not lack food and clothing, he was still there because of his age. The monk did not notice the sad look on my face.
, and continued to talk about this topic. Unexpectedly, he knew more about the old man than me, a son.
The monk said that the old man's family was really popular when it was at its peak. The nine brothers of the Wei family were all well-known figures and very powerful. Almost no one dared to snatch the business that the Wei family wanted, even Li Lingshan.
The bandits who became popular nearby would not easily provoke the Wei family.
However, compared to the rise of the Wei family, its decline came too quickly. The Jiuzhongmen of the Wei family was in a rare heyday, but when the Wei family was at its peak, an accident happened. In the past few years, the Jiuzhongmen
The door was in pieces, and the family was separated, leaving only the old man wandering outside.
The decline of the Wei family was a big mystery at the time, and no one could explain the reason clearly. According to common sense, the nine-layer gate of the Wei family is like nine pillars, but they fell, and they fell completely.
The declining Wei family quickly disappeared from people's sight and minds. It wasn't until the old man showed his power and defeated Xue Longtou in a battle in Jiangbei that only a few elderly people learned that Wei Ba Ye, who defeated Xue Longtou,
It turned out to be the eighth son of the Wei family who was so powerful in Li Ling back then.
When I said this, the monk seemed to notice something different in my expression. He closed his mouth and turned to stare at me. Unknowingly, I realized that my eyes were wet, and I quickly pretended that there was sand in my eyes. The monk laughed.
, said: "Young Master Wei, are you proud of Geng? Are you still crying?"
"Fuck you, who's crying? There's sand in his eyes."
"Does your father love you very much?"
I calmed down and thought for two minutes, and then said: "Monk, whatever you want me to do, I will do it. There is only one thing. You must keep your word. Regarding Wei Mian's matter and the Zhaotong murder case, your eldest brother personally promised to help me."
Find out the truth.”
"Still can't trust us? I guarantee that I will definitely find out the truth for you."
I didn’t say anything more. It can be said that I have been a person without ideals and pursuits for half my life. But now, I feel that I have responsibilities and a lot of pressure. This pressure not only comes from the outside world, but also from myself. I
I don't care if I have to endure more hardships or wander around for a few more days, I just hope that all this can lead to the results I want.
The old man is very old, and I don't want to hide in Tibet during the last period of his life, nor do I want to be blamed for being unable to return to Jiangbei when he dies.
I looked at my watch and saw that Bai Yin should be called to take over in half an hour. The monk drank a lot of water and his butt hurt from sitting. He stood up, stretched, and ran to a distance for convenience. I also made some adjustments.
I was sitting, ready to smoke two cigarettes before going back to catch up on my sleep. As soon as I took out the cigarette from my pocket, I suddenly felt something strange. I couldn’t explain what it was specifically. It was the kind of people who are born with the fear of unknown dangers.