We must get close to this stone, not to mention that Uncle Er is involved in this matter. In the end, we all decided to go to Beijing. If we want to solve this matter, we can only go to Beijing to find a way.
There are so many forces in Song Zhai, and two of them are related to us. Just when we were all preparing to set off, it suddenly started raining here. The winter rain was cold and heavy. The whole
It is impossible to walk on a muddy road.
This rain must have something to do with that child. What on earth is it? It's a vision from the sky. The fat man has been so worried these past few days that he has been thinking about nothing more than food and drink. But there is no way. The heavy rain continues until something happens.
Yes, something happened. It was after a night of lightning and thunder. Early the next morning, a group of soldiers rushed into our house with loaded weapons and raincoats. I tried every means to establish a relationship with them, but
When they really came, I became nervous again. After all, the cold weapons were there. I asked Lin Xiaoyao to hold the child and go back to the room first. I greeted them and said: What can you do?
The soldiers stood in two lines, and the remaining few who looked like officers stood behind an old man. This old man looked a bit like Ma Zhenren, with silver hair, no hat, and a raincoat.
, seemed quite kind, he didn’t answer my words, just walked around in my yard, and then said to me: I heard that you dug out the green dragon, white tiger, red bird, and black basalt underground in Wangzhuang.
Yes. I nodded. With such a big movement, Fatty and the others also came out of the room and came over. Because they came very presumptuously and didn't knock at all. It was like breaking in, so the atmosphere suddenly became a bit tense.
With his sword at war, the old man smiled and said: You are a guest when you come. Why, you don't look welcome.
The guests came in after knocking on the door. My father lit up a bag of cigarettes early in the morning, puffed on it and said, when he said this, the expression on his face was a bit like my second uncle, Yun Dan.
Feng Qing, the old man seemed to be puzzled for a moment. After all, it would not be appropriate to encounter such a situation in a farmer's home. Ordinary people would probably be scared to death.
He stared at his father for a while, with a bit of astonishment on his face. He nodded and said, "I see, it was the little boy who took the liberty."
After saying that, he waved his hand and really led the soldiers out of the door. He also closed the door of my house. I thought he was leaving, but I looked at my dad, which was a little strange. Who knew that my dad had cheated on me?
He glanced at his own face and said: If you really think your father has the aura of a king, I will try to see if this man can give your second uncle face.
It suddenly dawned on me that my second uncle had the same face as my father. When this man saw this face, he might have thought of my second uncle. While he was talking, there was a knock on the door, and there was
The old man's voice said: Is there anyone at home?
In my heart, I admire my second uncle so much. This is called face. If someone who was so arrogant just now sees a face like his, he can immediately give him enough face. This is called strength.
I walked over and opened the door. This time, the only one who came in was the old man. The sergeants were left outside. The old man came in again and said with a smile: In this case, they will always be guests, right?
Face is given to each other, and the second uncle is not here, so we are pretending to be powerful. When others give face, we have to return the favor, so we directly invited the old man to the room. As soon as the old man entered the door, he stared at my grandfather's face in the hall.
I couldn't stop looking at the portrait. It seemed that my face was full of surprise.
Do you know my grandfather I asked.
I don’t know him, but I vaguely remember that I saw this face somewhere. Hey, I’m old and my memory is a bit bad. Maybe I remembered it wrong. The old man laughed at himself. The next step is to understand the guests.
, pour tea, and let Xiaoyao prepare breakfast.
The old man waved his hand and said: "Don't be so troublesome. To be honest, when I come here this time, I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. I heard from the villagers that a few people handled the matter in Wangzhuang before. I admire them all."
You are so young but you have so much knowledge. Now I have some trouble here and I would like to ask some help.
When I heard this, I was secretly delighted. It really took no effort to get it without trying to find anywhere. We have racked our brains these past few days to get involved, and now such a good thing has come to our doorstep.
If someone is rude, I can slap me twice.
I was about to agree and said that I was ready to help at any time, but the fat man kicked me under the table and said with a smile to this old man: After so many days, you didn't know where it was today.
We've been involved in the matter. Let's talk about what we did before. What trouble did we encounter?
I thought the same thing. If something big happens, we can't solve it by ourselves. We have to bear the thunder. The old man raised his hand and said: To be honest, something did happen last night. Several little brothers, at home.
Is there a DVD player?
I blushed a little when he said that, because there is no TV signal here, and there is no TV at home, and he said something about a DVD player. The old man didn't say anything. He went out and explained to other soldiers, and then came back and said to us: This
It's a video from last night. There are some things that I really can't explain clearly.
He refused to say anything, so we just waited. The soldiers drove off-road vehicles and were not afraid of the mud. Half an hour later, two soldiers directly moved a computer to my house, pulled out the wires and quickly installed it. This old man
He looked at us and said: Are there no outsiders in the house?
My grandma and Xiaoyao left voluntarily, and my father said, "I went to the fields to look at the crops, and I took the initiative to say goodbye. He didn't seem to want to get involved in this matter, and I didn't try to persuade him to stay. The old man let me
While we were waiting for a while, I was already feeling anxious. He took out a burning disc and put it in the computer's optical drive. A screen automatically popped up. The old man acted as a commentator and said: The level of the mission this time is very high.
It's high, and it's also top secret. Even if it wasn't like this, there would be no benefit if the matter spread out, so I hope that after you read it, you can keep it secret. This is the surveillance in our base, and what was filmed last night is what happened.
The picture is of a stone with a blurry figure inside. It is not clear. It can be clearly seen that the lightning and thunder and heavy rain last night made the picture still. The soldiers in raincoats and the stone have been keeping quiet.
Standing there.
We are not in a hurry, because everything in that camp is mysterious and curious to us. Judging from this picture, they are digging and digging out a lot of soil, digging around the stone.
A big pit came out, and because of the rain, the stone even turned into a pond. If you don't pay attention, the stone will actually smell like a reef.
We watched this still picture for more than 40 minutes. We were all a little irritated. I wanted to fast forward, but it seemed so beautiful and polite. Just when I looked at this monotonous picture, I even yawned.
At that moment, the screen flashed a few times and calmed down again. But this time, the screen turned around, no longer facing the stone, but towards the entrance of the camp.
At this time, the lightning and thunder on the screen were at their most intensive, and the whole sky seemed to be falling down. The old man looked a little ugly and said: Those people came at that time.
Who was it? I asked subconsciously.
The old man pointed at the picture and said: Keep reading.
About a minute later, dozens of figures appeared on the screen. White figures, walking in the mud amid lightning and thunder, slowly approached the camp. They were a group of women, wearing white clothes and long hair.
Dried by the rain, it was impossible to see their faces clearly.
The guarding soldiers in the picture immediately raised their guns and reported something with their walkie-talkies. After that, the soldiers automatically got out of the way as if they had received some order. The figures of the women moved from far to near, in the lightning.
The flickering light and dark made their faces look white as snow.
After the soldiers got out of the way, they continued to walk slowly. At this time, the camera, under the control of others, followed the footsteps of these women until they reached the stone, like warriors who were not afraid of death.
In the same way, those who came one after another jumped into the deep pit dug by the soldiers.
The old man took a picture of the blank space and the picture was frozen.
I swallowed my saliva and looked at the fat man, only to find that his face was covered in cold sweat, as if he had been soaked by the rain.