"Master, you can't be wrong, this is definitely that thing, damn it."
Lang Qinglin kept walking back and forth on the edge of the pit. Li Buer didn't understand what happened. Why did Teacher Lang suddenly become so angry? Is it because he and Brother Qian broke the bronze?
However, if you are angry because of this, why don't you get angry at yourself?
Li Buer, who couldn't figure out what was going on, looked at the others, but this look made him discover a strange thing. The bronze fragment they hung up was now
It was thrown away so casually among the weeds.
This confused Li Buer. With how much Mr. Lang cared about these bronzes, it was impossible for him to throw them on the ground so casually. Is it because the bronzes were broken and therefore worthless?
When he thought of this, Li Buer felt even more guilty and guilty.
And just when Li Buer felt ashamed in his heart, the two students holding the ropes looked very ugly and said to Lang Qinglin: "Teacher, there is no reaction when the rope is put down."
"I knew something must have happened to Qian Dayong."
When Lang Qinglin heard this, he kicked down a pebble in front of his eyes and said, "No, we must bring Qian Dayong up. Time is running out and someone must go down again."
Lang Qinglin's eyes swept over everyone on the field, but Li Buer was surprised to find that none of these people dared to look at Teacher Lang, as if they were afraid of being called by Teacher Lang's name.
This confused Li Buyer. Isn't it just going down a deep pit? Except for Teacher Lang and the fifty-year-old uncle, no one present had ever gone down there.
Just when Li Buer was about to raise his hand to volunteer, beside him, his fellow villager secretly pinched his arm and winked at him a few times.
Eye, this is to keep him silent.
Lang Qinglin's face became even more ugly when he saw that no one was willing to stand up. Finally, it was the man in his fifties who spoke, "I'll go down. You will only make more sacrifices if you go down."
"Sir, how can I let you take risks?" Lang Qinglin said quickly.
"No one can go down and bring Qian Dayong up except me. Prepare another rope for me. When I go down, this rope will tie Qian Dayong, and I will hold him up."
When the man said this, Lang Qinglin did not refuse in the end. He looked at his other two students and said, "What are you looking at? Why don't you quickly tie a rope on Mr. Huangfu?"
The other two students hurriedly tied the rope around the man's waist, and then the man slowly climbed down into the pit.
Li Buer originally wanted to gather around and have a look, but the fellow villager winked at him and the two of them walked to the side of the weeds.
"Uncle Li, what do you mean by winking at me?"
"You little bastard, you really want to live a long life, and you still want to go down the hole. Do you know, if I hadn't pulled you, you would have walked to the gate of hell." Uncle Li lowered his voice and cursed.
"Uncle Li Er, what is the Gate of Hell? Tell me what happened?" Li Buer became more and more confused as he listened. What does this have to do with Gate of Hell?
"Let me tell you, didn't you bring up a bunch of fragments earlier? I secretly noticed that Teacher Lang was very excited when he saw the pile of fragments, but Mr. Huangfu said in Teacher Lang's ear
After a few words, Teacher Nalang seemed to have seen a ghost and asked someone to dump the pieces of the basket, and then let someone lower the rope."
"Throw these fragments away. Could it be that Teacher Lang thinks these fragments are unlucky?" Li Buer guessed.
"Why are you so stupid, little kid? Do you know what Teacher Nalang wrote on the paper?"
"I don't know how to read, Uncle Li. I remember that you are literate. You wrote all the couplets in the village. You said that if you don't write or drink tea in the commune, why are you following us?"
Li Buer finally expressed the doubts he had been having for a long time. Uncle Li was a cadre of the commune. He scored points and wrote something for everyone every day. The work was incredibly easy, and the salary was high. There was no need to do it just for these few cents.
Come to this mountain and suffer.
"What do you know? This is called archeology. I have been interested in this field since I was a child. Forget it, why am I telling you this? You don't understand even after I tell you. I'm just telling you what Teacher Nalang wrote on the paper.
Character."
Uncle Li put his mouth to Li Buer's ear and whispered: "What Teacher Nalang wrote is: "It's dangerous underground, evacuate as soon as possible. You come up first and let Li Buer go later. If you are late, you may be killed."
.””.
Uncle Li Er's words made Li Buer shudder. He had never read a book and knew what these words meant.
And when he thought of Teacher Lang's furious look in his eyes when he saw him coming up, how could Li Buer not understand.
"Little boy, don't feel disappointed. This is how society is. We are just hired by Mr. Lang. To put it bluntly, he has no feelings for us, but Qian Dayong is his student. Do students understand? That is
Disciple, in ancient times, a person was a teacher for a lifetime and a father for the rest of his life. There was a father-son relationship."
Uncle Li patted Li Buer on the shoulder and continued: "But what makes me feel strange is that since Qian Dayong has seen this piece of paper, why would he let you come up first? Isn't Qian Dayong afraid of death?"
Second Uncle Li had a suspicious look on his face, but Li Buer remembered his conversation with Brother Qian in the tomb.
"Fuer, you haven't tasted a woman yet, have you?"
"Brother Qian, what woman would fall in love with me? Besides, this woman doesn't have any strength to look at."
"Hehe, you are saying this because you have never tasted the taste of a woman. Once you have tasted it, you will know the taste. Then you will not want to come out of Wenrou Township every day."
"What's so good about women? The head of our village has his ears pinched by his wife every day. He loses all dignity as a man."
"Okay, this doesn't make sense to you kid. Fuji, we have dug so deep now. What do you think we should do if we dig down with a shovel and dig out a thousand-year-old zombie?"
"Then we both have our hair tied up."
"It's fine for me to curl up my hair, but you can't. You haven't tasted a woman yet. If you leave like this, your life in this world will be in vain. If there really is a thousand-year-old zombie, I will stop him. You, kid, hurry up and get involved."
Get on the rope and escape."
"Brother Qian, aren't you afraid of death?"
"I am single, and women have also experienced it. If I die, I will die. It is not a waste of time for me to live in this world."
"Brother Qian, didn't you say that when you were my age, your children could play soy sauce? Why are you alone, where are your sister-in-law and the child?"
"Dead, there was a famine in our village a few years ago, and everyone died of starvation."
Qian Dayong said this in a very calm tone, as if he was talking about a trivial and ordinary matter, but Li Buer's heart suddenly suddenly said, "Brother Qian, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask."
"It's okay, people are always going to die. It's just that my mother-in-law and child left early. No matter how early they left, the world is in chaos, and living is tiring. Fuji, let me tell you the truth, except for Teacher Lang, I
Just look at you, I don’t really match up with those four, these four are all educated people, I only know a few words from the books I have read for several years, and some of them are just brute force."
"Brother Qian, don't say that."
"Okay, I'm not talking nonsense to you. Anyway, don't worry. I will bring your brother up for you just as I brought him down. But Fuji, if there is a female corpse down here, then I will keep your brother for you.
Now, the female corpse likes little virgins like you."
…
Recalling all this, Li Buer's face became firm, "No, I want to see Brother Qian."
After saying this, Li Buer ran towards the pit.
"I said, look at it, don't be stupid. Even if something happens to Qian Dayong, it has nothing to do with you. It's his life. I remember that some ghosts can seduce souls. Maybe that ghost just fell in love with him.
Qian Dayong, Qian Dayong was fascinated by him, so Qian Dayong asked you to come up first." Uncle Li shouted softly from behind.
Li Buer quickly ran to the deep pit for money. Lang Qinglin raised his head and glanced at Li Buer, with a gloomy face and said nothing. Then he lowered his head and looked at the movement in the pit.
"There's something moving." The four students felt the ropes on their hands move a few times and shouted quickly.
"pull."
The four students pulled the rope at the same time and kept pulling it upward. After a few minutes, Li Buer saw a figure. It was Mr. Huangfu. Bugui had his back to them. He was holding the lower part with both hands, as if pulling him.
Wearing something.
"It's Brother Qian."
When Mr. Huangfu's body reached the entrance of the pit, Li Buer quickly helped pull up the rope, and then touched Qian Dayong's body with one hand.
"Don't touch him."
And just when Li Buer's hand was about to touch Qian Dayong's body, Mr. Huangfu shouted, "No one should touch his body."
Mr. Huangfu returned to the ground, untied the rope on his body, and then walked towards the tent with Qian Dayong in his arms. Li Buer and others quickly followed behind. It was at this time that Li Buer knew that Huangfu
Mr. Qian is so powerful that he can run faster than all of them when he is holding a person in his arms. You know, Brother Qian weighs more than 150 kilograms.
"Everyone is waiting for me outside the tent. Teacher Lang, come in with me."
After Mr. Huangfu rushed into the tent and left these words, Li Buer and others could only stand outside and wait. Only Lang Qinglin walked in.
However, standing outside the tent, Li Buer soon heard the quarrel coming from inside:
"No, you absolutely can't do this."
"Otherwise, he would have died."
"But this means that Dayong is saved, so is Dayong still Dayong?"
"Why not? This is still an opportunity for Dayong, and as long as he can find that place, Dayong can still recover by then." (To be continued)