Chapter 175 Confluence
This sudden movement immediately made me yell like a frightened bird.
Seeing that something happened to me, the group of foreigners who were eating all put down their lunch boxes, picked up their AK47 and pointed around vigilantly.
"What's the matter, little boy?" one of the bald heads asked.
"Under my feet, there is something under my feet." I pointed to the soil under my feet in a panic, and just wanted to find out where the thing went, but found that the fluctuation just disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Little boy, are your eyes dazzled? There's nothing here."
Several outsiders searched around the camp again, then walked back and stared at me suspiciously, as if they thought I was playing a prank.
I wanted to explain to them, but found that they looked at me full of doubts, so I knew I couldn't explain it clearly.When I was in a hurry, grandpa came to me, then squatted on the ground, squeezed the soil, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.
"Ding Dong, do you see what it is?" Grandpa asked me with piercing eyes.
"Too... so fast, I didn't see it at all, it was just a blink of an eye." I said.
"Then how do you know it's under your feet?" Grandpa's expression darkened.
Seeing the change in Grandpa's face, the group of outsiders around him also fell silent and listened carefully to my answer.
I was a little creeped by these outsiders, and my speech became a little awkward: "Because I felt the soil under my feet move, and something, like an earthworm, swished through the soles of my feet. But when I just felt it, When I tried to find it, it was already gone.”
"You mean there's something under the tomb passage?" Hearing what I said, Grandpa stood up.
"I'm not sure either." I said hesitantly.
"How is this possible? Little boy, I just tried it out. The bottom of this tomb passage is not a muddy floor, but a whole piece of marble, which is so hard that even a Luoyang shovel can't pierce it. How could there be any dirt?" Things are digging in the soil." The bald foreigner interjected.
"But there was indeed movement just now."
"Could it be that you are too nervous?"
In the face of everyone's unanimous suspicion, I looked at my feet again, and after confirming that there were no traces of fluctuations, I also began to wonder if my nerves were too tense during this period, which led to paranoia.
At this moment, Zhang Sanpao in the crowd suddenly ran forward a few steps.
His sudden reaction immediately made the atmosphere that had just relaxed tense up again!Everyone raised their weapons, clicked and pulled the bolts, and waited for the next change that was about to happen.
I gently walked behind Zhang Sanpao and asked him, "What did you find?"
"There is a strange sound coming." Zhang Sanpao said.
"what sound?"
"I'm not sure, it seems to be..." Halfway through the speech, Zhang Sanpao hissed and signaled everyone not to speak yet.
Seeing that he was so sure, we didn't even dare to breathe, and stood around the camp with our ears pricked up.
After a while, we really heard what Zhang Sanpao said, but the voice was very weak, and we couldn't hear it unless we listened carefully, just like the sound of wind blowing leaves.
We couldn't tell what kind of sound it was, so we all worked together, and even I quietly took out the dagger.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
It wasn't until the voice got closer and clearer that the big guys breathed a sigh of relief.
"It sounds like footsteps." Uncle Ming pushed the gold-rimmed glasses frame on the bridge of his nose.
"Well, and there's more than one person." Zhang Sanpao judged quickly.
After all, he is Captain Mojin, and his training since he was a child has made his skills in nose and ears far greater than ordinary people. Even masters like Uncle Ming and Grandpa are incomparable to him in this respect.
This is the difference between authentic and unauthentic.
"Is there anyone else in this tomb besides the fourth girl?" Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of the missing fat man and Wang Yuanchao, and I was overjoyed. I quickly grabbed Zhang Sanpao's arm and asked: " Sanpao, listen again, how many people are here? Could it be Fatty and Wang Yuanchao?"
"The footsteps are heavy and light. The heavy one weighs at least two to three hundred catties. I'm afraid only fat people have such a body..." After listening for a while, Zhang Sanpao said humorously.
I was so excited that I didn't even think about it, so I excitedly lit the torch, and then shouted towards the dark front: "Wang Yuanchao! Fatty! Fatty! Is it you?"
It seemed that they heard my shout, and the footsteps in the darkness gradually accelerated.
And as the footsteps got closer, Fatty's iconic drake voice also began to growl: "Oh my god, I finally found an organization. It's not easy! Ding Dong, come and help Fatty."
Soon, Fatty and Wang Yuanchao, supporting each other, appeared in front of us.
I saw that Fatty and Wang Yuanchao were fine, but their clothes were scratched, and they looked like refugees fleeing from famine. Immediately, with a happy smile, I stepped forward and beat Fatty, cursing: "Bai Furong, you f*cking frightened me to death!" !"
"Shh, shh..." Before I could continue speaking, the fat man hugged me by the waist, covered my mouth firmly, and said, "Ding Dong, if you call Fat Master's name in front of outsiders again, Fatty Grandpa, I'm not done with you."
I don't know where the fat man got so much strength that he almost suffocated me, so I quickly signaled him to let go.
But he was not forgiving.
He let go only after I shook my head repeatedly, expressing that I would never reveal the real name of his incomparably beautiful and tender Izusui from now on.
I gasped for breath several times, and cursed: "Fatty man, seeing that you still have the strength to cover my mouth, I know you're fine."
"That's right, don't you see who the fat man is? A communist revolutionary fighter, can he be defeated by the little maze of feudalism?" The fat man boasted.
Although Zhang Sanpao has said that those walls are not mazes at all, but ancient formations, but I didn't have time to explain to Fatty, but grabbed him and asked, "How did you get lost before?"
"I still want to ask how you got down." Fatty said.
Wang Yuanchao was much more stable than the fat man, so he pushed the fat man away and told me what happened briefly.
It turned out that Wang Yuanchao was carrying the fat man on his back, and when he saw so much white mist suddenly appearing around him, he thought the water monkey was coming again, so he wanted to find a place to hide, but unexpectedly, he stepped on a hole in the ground while hiding, and directly Trapped in this tomb.
Hearing this, I understood that Wang Yuanchao and the others were the same as grandpa, all because of the underground passage above.
Just when Wang Yuanchao was about to continue talking, Zhang Sanpao next to him frowned slightly, then snatched the AK47 from a foreigner without saying a word, and pointed to the dark place.
Following the direction Zhang Sanpao was aiming at, I found that there seemed to be a vague shadow in the darkness.
Although the shadow disappeared after a flash, it startled me because I saw a familiar hat, a baseball cap!
(End of this chapter)
This sudden movement immediately made me yell like a frightened bird.
Seeing that something happened to me, the group of foreigners who were eating all put down their lunch boxes, picked up their AK47 and pointed around vigilantly.
"What's the matter, little boy?" one of the bald heads asked.
"Under my feet, there is something under my feet." I pointed to the soil under my feet in a panic, and just wanted to find out where the thing went, but found that the fluctuation just disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Little boy, are your eyes dazzled? There's nothing here."
Several outsiders searched around the camp again, then walked back and stared at me suspiciously, as if they thought I was playing a prank.
I wanted to explain to them, but found that they looked at me full of doubts, so I knew I couldn't explain it clearly.When I was in a hurry, grandpa came to me, then squatted on the ground, squeezed the soil, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.
"Ding Dong, do you see what it is?" Grandpa asked me with piercing eyes.
"Too... so fast, I didn't see it at all, it was just a blink of an eye." I said.
"Then how do you know it's under your feet?" Grandpa's expression darkened.
Seeing the change in Grandpa's face, the group of outsiders around him also fell silent and listened carefully to my answer.
I was a little creeped by these outsiders, and my speech became a little awkward: "Because I felt the soil under my feet move, and something, like an earthworm, swished through the soles of my feet. But when I just felt it, When I tried to find it, it was already gone.”
"You mean there's something under the tomb passage?" Hearing what I said, Grandpa stood up.
"I'm not sure either." I said hesitantly.
"How is this possible? Little boy, I just tried it out. The bottom of this tomb passage is not a muddy floor, but a whole piece of marble, which is so hard that even a Luoyang shovel can't pierce it. How could there be any dirt?" Things are digging in the soil." The bald foreigner interjected.
"But there was indeed movement just now."
"Could it be that you are too nervous?"
In the face of everyone's unanimous suspicion, I looked at my feet again, and after confirming that there were no traces of fluctuations, I also began to wonder if my nerves were too tense during this period, which led to paranoia.
At this moment, Zhang Sanpao in the crowd suddenly ran forward a few steps.
His sudden reaction immediately made the atmosphere that had just relaxed tense up again!Everyone raised their weapons, clicked and pulled the bolts, and waited for the next change that was about to happen.
I gently walked behind Zhang Sanpao and asked him, "What did you find?"
"There is a strange sound coming." Zhang Sanpao said.
"what sound?"
"I'm not sure, it seems to be..." Halfway through the speech, Zhang Sanpao hissed and signaled everyone not to speak yet.
Seeing that he was so sure, we didn't even dare to breathe, and stood around the camp with our ears pricked up.
After a while, we really heard what Zhang Sanpao said, but the voice was very weak, and we couldn't hear it unless we listened carefully, just like the sound of wind blowing leaves.
We couldn't tell what kind of sound it was, so we all worked together, and even I quietly took out the dagger.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
It wasn't until the voice got closer and clearer that the big guys breathed a sigh of relief.
"It sounds like footsteps." Uncle Ming pushed the gold-rimmed glasses frame on the bridge of his nose.
"Well, and there's more than one person." Zhang Sanpao judged quickly.
After all, he is Captain Mojin, and his training since he was a child has made his skills in nose and ears far greater than ordinary people. Even masters like Uncle Ming and Grandpa are incomparable to him in this respect.
This is the difference between authentic and unauthentic.
"Is there anyone else in this tomb besides the fourth girl?" Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of the missing fat man and Wang Yuanchao, and I was overjoyed. I quickly grabbed Zhang Sanpao's arm and asked: " Sanpao, listen again, how many people are here? Could it be Fatty and Wang Yuanchao?"
"The footsteps are heavy and light. The heavy one weighs at least two to three hundred catties. I'm afraid only fat people have such a body..." After listening for a while, Zhang Sanpao said humorously.
I was so excited that I didn't even think about it, so I excitedly lit the torch, and then shouted towards the dark front: "Wang Yuanchao! Fatty! Fatty! Is it you?"
It seemed that they heard my shout, and the footsteps in the darkness gradually accelerated.
And as the footsteps got closer, Fatty's iconic drake voice also began to growl: "Oh my god, I finally found an organization. It's not easy! Ding Dong, come and help Fatty."
Soon, Fatty and Wang Yuanchao, supporting each other, appeared in front of us.
I saw that Fatty and Wang Yuanchao were fine, but their clothes were scratched, and they looked like refugees fleeing from famine. Immediately, with a happy smile, I stepped forward and beat Fatty, cursing: "Bai Furong, you f*cking frightened me to death!" !"
"Shh, shh..." Before I could continue speaking, the fat man hugged me by the waist, covered my mouth firmly, and said, "Ding Dong, if you call Fat Master's name in front of outsiders again, Fatty Grandpa, I'm not done with you."
I don't know where the fat man got so much strength that he almost suffocated me, so I quickly signaled him to let go.
But he was not forgiving.
He let go only after I shook my head repeatedly, expressing that I would never reveal the real name of his incomparably beautiful and tender Izusui from now on.
I gasped for breath several times, and cursed: "Fatty man, seeing that you still have the strength to cover my mouth, I know you're fine."
"That's right, don't you see who the fat man is? A communist revolutionary fighter, can he be defeated by the little maze of feudalism?" The fat man boasted.
Although Zhang Sanpao has said that those walls are not mazes at all, but ancient formations, but I didn't have time to explain to Fatty, but grabbed him and asked, "How did you get lost before?"
"I still want to ask how you got down." Fatty said.
Wang Yuanchao was much more stable than the fat man, so he pushed the fat man away and told me what happened briefly.
It turned out that Wang Yuanchao was carrying the fat man on his back, and when he saw so much white mist suddenly appearing around him, he thought the water monkey was coming again, so he wanted to find a place to hide, but unexpectedly, he stepped on a hole in the ground while hiding, and directly Trapped in this tomb.
Hearing this, I understood that Wang Yuanchao and the others were the same as grandpa, all because of the underground passage above.
Just when Wang Yuanchao was about to continue talking, Zhang Sanpao next to him frowned slightly, then snatched the AK47 from a foreigner without saying a word, and pointed to the dark place.
Following the direction Zhang Sanpao was aiming at, I found that there seemed to be a vague shadow in the darkness.
Although the shadow disappeared after a flash, it startled me because I saw a familiar hat, a baseball cap!
(End of this chapter)
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