Tianshan Yihuan

Thinking about it is not as difficult as I imagined.I know what my mother thinks, and I know that she has always wanted to have a grandson to marry her, but I don't want to wrong the person I love deeply for an unnecessarily son, even if he... Maybe even the chance of being wronged None, even though he is no longer in this world... Sorry, Dad! "After finishing speaking, it was as if someone kicked my knee. I knelt down straight, and my knee hit the floor with a "boom". There was a cracking pain coming from here, but it couldn't let me go mind moved elsewhere.

I always think that no matter how severe the pain I am now, it is far less than one-thousandth of Zhang Qiling's injuries over the years.Just thinking about it like this, even the pain is given a special meaning - I can understand this person better, at least, if one day he can ask me what I know about him like I did back then, I can answer with more confidence: I spent ten years approaching your world, so in this world, no one can understand your sorrows and joys except me.

Parents, being their son is the proudest thing in my life, and in my lifetime, I will try to do everything a son can do for their parents, and they are worth it.But what about Zhang Qiling?He is erratic and unpredictable, and he can't find the meaning of his life in this world. I won't pity him, but when I think of this person, I start to suppress, a kind of pathetic competitiveness, which makes me want to prove to him , he is not without concern.

My father waved for me to leave, I nodded, and stood up somewhat exhausted, but my heart was relieved.The words that have been held back for ten years can finally be said now, even though the parties are gone, and this sentence is likely to be dismissed by him.On the way back, I thought about the years I had been in contact with him. From the beginning to the end, in his eyes, I might be a rookie in the industry. Without his help, I accidentally confessed to the following up.Now that I think about it, it’s really less gathering and more separation, and he is a professional missing person, so I can’t find the entry point to contact him at all.

Walking on the Binhu Avenue, there are graceful weeping willows along the road, and the cement platform by the West Lake is full of tourists, and the poetic and picturesque atmosphere has been completely destroyed.Tour groups passed by me one after another. The tour guide held a small flag and introduced the long history of West Lake with a loudspeaker. After listening to these old stories for many years, I just feel nothing new when I listen to them now.

But it was this uninspiring story that made me stop. I picked a long wooden chair not far from here for tourists to take a rest and sat down. I was going to listen to the story to relax my tension in that strange place for three months. nerve.

"Just now we have heard about the origin of the West Lake, so here I would like to ask you a small question, does the beauty Xishi like Wu Wang Fucha?" The sweet voice of the tour guide made people want to listen, surrounded The tourists around her also looked attentive.Xi Shi is a meticulous worker, and Wu Wang is a beautiful woman, how can the two of them have sincerity?However, the relationship between Xishi and West Lake seems to be Su Shi's sentence "I want to compare West Lake to West Lake". Anyway, in the story about the origin of West Lake told by my grandma when I was a child, there is also something about the queen mother, dragon and phoenix competing for jade, and jade as West Lake. of.

"Ah!!!" A short scream came from the pile of tourists soaking their feet by the West Lake behind me, and the lively Chinese people immediately surrounded the place with three floors inside and three floors outside.Did someone fall into the water?But it’s not enough. There are so many people around who help me to come up. Hangzhou people still have this kind of quality.Just as he was thinking about not bothering about these nosy matters, he went back to his own shop and had a good night's sleep, so that he would have the energy to wait and get up, when the discussion over there came over.

"Does anyone know how to do artificial respiration?" "The complexion is so bad, I'm afraid it won't work?" "Don't make sarcastic remarks, can you respect him?" The voice came, and I ran over to the innermost layer in a strange way, and there was a person whose skin was soaked pale by the lake water lying in front of me...

The author has something to say: A bastard who broke the update yesterday apologizes to everyone...

【Writing thoughts】

In fact, this person's schedule is always full, and he tries to compress the time for eating every day, because there are so many things.I need to understand the situation of the students clearly enough, and it is still a one-on-one tutoring. Now there are four students, which take up all my weekends...

Then the things in the school are extremely complicated, this department, that department, regular meetings, etc., although they are all very boring things, but for some strange embarrassment, I can only attend one by one... ··

At the beginning of this article, I didn’t write a detailed outline. As I mentioned before, it was the product of getting up and typing on the mobile phone when I couldn’t stand the train, so the first scene of Wu Xie in the wedge was on the train. . .

It’s almost [-] words until now. Only then did I realize that I had dug a big hole, so I really wanted to write this article down.And my original intention is actually very simple, that is to write my brother and sister-in-law closer to a real person in reality, rather than a puppet manipulated by the author in many bottles of evil texts I have read before (does not belittle other authors mean).

In fact, when I look back at what I have written, I always feel that it is very fragmented. Although I try my best to connect the chapters before and after, I always have an idea that pops up when I write today, and I will almost forget it when I write again tomorrow. ····Writing outlines has always been my weakness, and the critiques from my best friend were very sharp. She said: You don’t see too much romance and so on, and the routines are all the same.

But I don't want to use these ordinary and vulgar plots to set my beloved novel characters, so even if it's bloody, I want to write something new.

I lay down early last night. I thought I could have a good sleep, but I had a weird dream all night. There were horror, art and funny. I don’t know what my brain is made of... I actually finished it I still remember clearly after the dream.

Let’s not gossip (you have already said a lot...), I hope that every child who has read this article and who has not read this article will have a sweet dream ~ good night

☆、"Bland" weekend

"Bland" weekend

The recent visitor flow of Xiling Yinshe has decreased a lot compared to when I left Hangzhou for Xinjiang, and Wang Meng has started paddling for a living again.But this time when I came back from my parents' house, I saw him standing in front of the Babao grid with a three-color feather duster, very seriously dusting the top layer of fine dust.This guy who has been with me for more than ten years has still not found the daughter-in-law he vowed to find at the beginning. Now the story is coming to an end, and we are really left with only ten thousand years of bachelors.

Recalling a certain year, I wanted to ask this guy why he still didn’t sell himself on the spur of the moment, but the guy replied: Boss, do you think if you were a girl, you would like a guy who lives in this place full of antiques every day? ?Me: ······ In fact, there are still such girls in this world, but you haven't met them.Or, let my mother introduce some to you tomorrow?Wang Meng was dumbfounded and just didn’t take the bait. He spoke three beats slower than ordinary people, so there’s no need to make detours. Boss, you can’t stand it yourself and want me to help share the pressure. That’s not going to work, I can’t be like you, boss Make girls sad.I said, have you been short-sighted since you were a child, why can't you turn your head when you encounter this, can your situation be the same as mine?As soon as Wang Meng listened to the music, he said, boss, why are you different from me?Could it be that the one you are looking at is not a female?

I just knocked a roll of newspaper on his forehead. This kid is getting poorer and poorer, and he dared to tease his boss. "The salary should be adjusted back to the level during the financial crisis~" I leaned against the screen covering the back hall, staring at the diary in my hand, and lightly dropped a bomb. "No, boss, you are oppressing the working people! You socialist capitalist roader!" Wang Meng said angrily. "Hou, you've learned to be glib from the fat man. It's an even worse crime. You should resign." I said.After Wang Meng heard this, he froze on the spot, the expression on his face hadn't recovered from his anger, he stared at me as if he had been greatly shocked, and said, "Boss, you, you, don't be too hard on yourself! You want to , now the boss is only 29 years old, he must be the master of longevity, and there are seven or eighty years of life in the future, the fun of life is not complete, boss!"

At that time, I really wanted to blow up all the strange birds in Yunding Tiangong, so that all the bronze doors in this world would be blown up directly. I thought, my life and the people who died because of these secrets for thousands of years It's really insignificant in comparison, since as long as I find a way to destroy everything, it's really over.Sometimes when people become crazy, gods really block and kill gods and Buddhas. I used all my connections to get into the system, and finally reached an agreement with a special force in a certain military region.This incident shocked everyone on the road. The younger generation can't imagine how those of us who work underground can be linked to the state apparatus. But in fact, when the old nine gates were powerful, officials and robbers were It is a whole.

The descendants of the Nine Gates stayed in the system and accepted the transfer orders. In the third year after Zhang Qiling entered the Bronze Gate, I finally mastered a reliable method to use these people.Hands unconsciously covered the left side of the abdomen where a [-] cm wound was left, and through the thin cloth in early spring, I could still feel the unevenness on it.There, there is a certificate left by Zhang Qiling, yes, it is the ghost seal.

And just when I was about to start implementing this plan, I received a reminder from high-level figures that they wanted us local fathers and sons to participate in an official robbery.But because the situation of official robbers was too complicated this time, it took five years of preparations to basically complete the cooperation in all aspects. Of course, all this was not known to the public.

My plan can only be postponed until after I go to the ground this time. When everything is ready, the only thing I need is the east wind, and it just happens to coincide with the change of power within the party.The new boss said that preparations for this event will continue, and those of us can only obey orders.During the two-year rest period from the year before last to this year, I participated in a geological survey. In fact, that survey in the Inner Mongolia desert was also to give this time a better positioning. Great sacrifices also entail more risks.

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"Boss, boss?" Wang Meng clasped the case next to me with his hands, "Boss, you have changed again this time, and you still practice a magic skill!" I looked at him from the state of deep thinking in doubt and asked: "What magic skill? "Open your eyes and fall into a dream." "What?" I was very puzzled by this unfamiliar word, but I immediately understood the meaning of this word from the wretched look of this untidy guy trying his best to hold back his laughter. "Wang Meng, you kid, don't run away. If I don't beat you up today and call you mother, my surname will not be Wu!" Forty years old, the wrinkles on his face are far more than the average level... Help, I killed someone!"

As a result, this guy's joy turned into sorrow, and as soon as his front foot stepped out, his back foot was caught by the threshold, and a dog gnawed at the mud generously.I was amused by his fall in the room, but I kindly walked over and planned to lift his collar.There is also a patio between the lobby and the gate of Xiling Yinshe to buffer people's sight. I stood at the gate of an old house in the Qing Dynasty and looked down inadvertently. The young man in uniform of the courier company was holding a big package in his hand, and his hat was pulled down so low that I couldn't see his appearance clearly when I stood on a high place, but the first impression of this courier was that he was very Quiet.It is so quiet that it complements the old-fashioned time of Xiling Yinshe, and it is incompatible with the noisy market behind him.

Wang Meng also noticed that the courier quickly got up from the ground, but his expression turned bad in an instant. In fact, we are already very scared of express parcels.The people in those weird videotapes sent by Golmud Hospital back then have never appeared before, and when I think about it, my spine starts to shiver.Although later, in order to eliminate this bad memory, Wang Meng advocated to transfer the pressure to other unlucky people, so Li Cuo, a kid, unfortunately became this unlucky person.

"Who sent it?" Wang Meng ran from the stone steps to the round door in two or three steps, and said to the courier in a bad tone.The courier lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, he quickly delivered the item to me, and I subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and he turned and left.Wang Meng couldn't keep up with his speed at all.

I looked at the figure walking away, and the doubts in my heart were getting bigger and bigger. Why is it so familiar?

Sudden.

"Stop, Zhang Qiling, stand for me, I know it's you!" I shouted at the back who didn't pause for a second, could it be him?My intuition is clamoring, this is the stuffy oil bottle, hurry up and catch up!I threw the thing in my hand towards Wang Meng, and I didn't care if he caught it or not, so I started to chase in the direction the courier left.

Suddenly remembered the disappointment of the previous few days.

That day when I came back from my parents' house, I met a drowning man. At that time, I really thought it was my little brother, but when I got into the encirclement, I took a closer look and it turned out to be a boy I had never seen before.Disappointed, I gave this unlucky child CPR, and I also helped him wash his mouth and nasal cavity once, and grabbed the trainee nurse I knew during the holiday who was watching by the side to give him artificial respiration.Seeing that the young man was quite handsome, the little girl half-pushed and gave artificial respiration. Thanks to everyone's efforts, the young man finally recovered his breath. When he opened his eyes and looked around at the people around him, he didn't know why he suddenly sat down. I got up and hugged my calf with a look of affection, misery, and reluctance... and began to cry.

In the end, how I proved to everyone that I was not the lover he said, let alone a homosexual process, I really don’t want to remember.It's just that the person I like happens to be a man, I said silently in my heart when explaining.It's really bad luck recently, such things can happen, what kind of unlucky things can't happen to me, an old man?

When I gasped and stood behind the courier who finally stopped, I felt that my nerves were about to snap. What would I do if the person who turned around wasn't Poker?

Without giving me any room to prepare, he turned half his body, and the setting sun hit his side face.A gust of lake wind blew from our right with humidity and heat, and the fallen leaves were rolled up into the air. They danced waltz and fell to the shoulders of passers-by in an elegant semicircle.

"Brother." At this moment, I couldn't see the probing gazes of the tourists around me, and all my attention was on the figure in front of me.I'm afraid that in the blink of an eye, he will disappear.He came back, and all the cells in my body were so happy to tell each other, "Tell me, this is not my illusion, can you?" I tried my best to suppress the vibrato and asked softly.

"······"no answer.My blood began to cool down a little bit, and the so-called hope was sailing towards an unknown country thousands of miles away from me.I lowered my head, as if a gigantic weight was pressed down from the top of my head, and my strength was like a drop in the bucket in front of it.

The sound of steady footsteps came from in front of me, step by step, gradually getting louder.Until, a pair of white sneakers that young people often wear, and two hands that I have seen thousands of times appeared in my vision.

"Wu Xie, you..." He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and seemed to sigh, "I'm back."

The author has something to say: In this chapter, it is finally announced that Tian Zhen and his little buddies will participate in a very awesome archaeological tomb robbery activity in the future!I think I really tried my best, and everyone has a good time reading~

☆、A ten-year agreement

Ten years

I had a dream.

I dreamed that a man in a dress gave me an orange-gold ring.The ring was naked, lying quietly in my palm, and I looked down at it.After a while, I looked up, but I couldn't see who the person who sent it was.

I was very anxious, because I felt that I should not take other people's valuables for no reason, except those things of the ancestors who have passed away.

But when I handed the ring out, I suddenly found that the ring was firmly worn on my left ring finger. At this moment, the person who gave the ring came over and said, "Wu Xie, do you have Fengyoujing at home?"

I watched in a daze as his face gradually became clearer, and my brain couldn't react for a while, why did I suddenly mention Fengyoujing?Moreover, why does this person look more and more like a stuffed oil bottle?

After half a minute.

"Ah~~~~~~ Ah boring? No, boring oil...brother! Why did you suddenly appear here?" The angle of the needle tells me it's 02:30 am.Does this stuffy oil bottle dare to be a little more elusive? I remember locking the bedroom door.Also, why do you want essential oil?This product is simply a mosquito nemesis, a humanoid insect repellant, and Fengyoujing will die of shame and anger after seeing it!

"You were bitten by a mosquito on the back of your instep. I thought you were not asleep when I heard you turning over and over here." Zhang Qiling replied calmly with very good reasons.What an embarrassment I am, this reason sounds like a pain in the ass, and it just happens to be so natural in his mouth. "This kind of small bag is not a problem. The mosquitoes in Hangzhou are becoming more and more gentle now. Unlike when I was a child, a bite from a moth-footed mosquito would definitely swell a lot. Speaking of which, brother, have you never been bitten before?" ?” I blurted out a long list, which was in stark contrast to his reticence.Zhang Qiling straightened up from the half-squatting state beside the bed, my eyes could only widen, he... Zhang Qiling didn't wear a shirt, he didn't wear a shirt, he was naked from the upper body!

I was horrified watching the quick shot of the unicorn tattoo unfolding naturally like ink and wash, like a flower blooming, coupled with the calm expression on the person's face, I felt an inexplicable sense of joy. "Brother, you?" The dim light at the bedside outlines the muscle lines on his body that contain huge explosive power, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of soap. I thought I understood the reason for the rise in Poker's temperature. "······" He suddenly turned and left, I couldn't figure out his emotions at once, but I could feel that Zhang Qiling wanted to say something to me.Why can't you just say it outright?

There must be a reason.He is a very purposeful person, no matter what he does, it must be linked to his purpose.I have something to say but I can't say it directly. Is there a monitor in my room?During the days when I left Hangzhou, there must have been a lot of changes, otherwise why did I fail no matter how much I tried to contact Fatty after I came back?What exactly is Poker Bottle trying to tell me?I fell back into the bed in despair, why can this bastard never finish talking clearly!

"A person lies to another person, maybe trying to protect him"

It has never been possible to find neither a fat man nor a blind man. "Click" came the sound of a row of doors being gently closed in the next room, followed by a dead silence.I don't know where the determination came from, I turned on the air conditioner and was rushed straight to Zhang Qiling's room.

The door was pushed open hard, hit the row of doors next to it and bounced back, I didn't react for a while and touched my nose.In an instant, I felt bitter and physiological tears in the nasal cavity were almost squeezed out of the eye sockets.Sure enough, impulse is the devil... When I slowed down and stepped into the guest room where Zhang Qiling lived again, I was shocked by the fact that there was no smoke in it. He had already slept in this room for two days. God, but why are the furnishings here so clean that it doesn't look like someone has lived in it.

And, what about people?Why isn't Zhang Qiling here?Are you leaving again?I shook my head, I should have tried to believe that I could make him stay.

He turned back and exited the guest room, closed the opposite row of doors, turned around, and saw Zhang Qiling sitting on the armchair in the side hall.His left hand rested on the armrest of the armchair, his right hand rested on the Eight Immortals table in front of him, and a booklet that was probably a book was pressed under his hand.When he saw me coming out of his room, he shifted his gaze from the ceiling to me, but this gaze was so unfamiliar that it made me panic.

I forced a smile on my face and said, "Brother, it's so late, why don't you go to rest? I'm really sorry, I just woke you up. I will change to the opposite room tomorrow to ensure that this will not happen again. ..."

After listening to my words, his expression became soft for some reason, without any sense of oppression at all.It made me feel like I was directing and acting out a joke just now, and I froze when I touched this stuffy oil bottle. What is the reason?

"It's not necessary, I can't sleep." Zhang Qiling said indifferently, "It can't be changed, the Zhang family has to accept this kind of training, light sleep." He explained.

This surprised me. In my impression, Zhang Qiling is a person who never talks nonsense. His words are only imperative "Wu Xie, don't move" and encyclopedic "Lu Shang's..." There was never an explanation of why I reacted this way because "I can't sleep" because "the Zhang family is going to be trained".

He let me see some kind of hope, maybe our way of getting along will become more and more normal in the future, Zhang Qiling's whole body has a gap in the diaphragm, and I know that this person is not as powerful as a god or Buddha, he is There are also moments of vulnerability.When he's really trying to trust someone.

I walked to the position opposite him unnaturally, I didn't know how to move my hands, and I didn't know what to say just standing in front of him like this, but I must not let the scene become cold. "Brother, haven't you ever slept well?" I said, and immediately worried about my IQ, which dropped to [-], "It will be dawn in three hours, anyway, three hours is not very long, right? ? You go to sleep, and I will stay by your side, I mean, you don't have to worry about irrelevant people coming to disturb your sleep. "

The words I said, the water I poured out, and after realizing that I had done another stupid thing, I no longer had any expectations for my IQ. If he agreed to this, I would take off my clothes and swim in the West Lake !

Zhang Qiling's eyes lightly swept over my face, what kind of emotion did he have?Disdain or indifference?

Under my gaze, he actually, he actually nodded?

In the middle of the night, the chiming clock on the wall was swaying left and right. I moved a carved bench and sat in front of a small round table three meters away from the bed. Zhang Qiling was lying on the bed with regular and long breathing.

It seemed that he was indeed asleep. I looked at his face boldly. In fact, he seemed to be more mature at this time than ten years ago. I don't know if it was my illusion.The forehead hair that covered his eyes covered his tall nose bridge, his eyes were long, and his eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow when they were closed.Of course, the lights were not turned on in the house, but the moonlight shone on his face through the window lattice on the second floor, making him a little pale, but even more indifferent.

This is a person who can't relax even when he falls asleep, and suddenly there is a plan in my heart.

The author has something to say: I didn't come back yesterday, and I didn't even touch the computer, so the update broke QAQ...

I have no patience for doing anything recently, and the outline of the next article is still not finished, but I will try to finalize the detailed outline before the winter vacation, and then I will fix the character design and so on.

In these chapters, Xiao Ge and Tian Zhen may show their hearts to each other, but I always don't like this kind of romantic plot, and I am afraid that if I accidentally spoil the mood of these two fans.

I hope I don’t write about it. The direction after this article is that all the gods will gather to build a super-large ancient tomb. Bahaha, I can finally write tomb robbers orthodox~

☆、Metaphysical clues

metaphysical clues

I told Zhang Qiling about the "joint archeology" activity process that will start at the end of October, but his spirit is not very good. It fits my image of him—dull, reticent, and no one can walk into his world.But even so, a feeling of awkwardness still lingers in my mind. At this time, I will subconsciously attribute this feeling to the fact that we have not seen each other for ten years, and it is the strangeness caused by time.

This is my naive idea before experiencing what happened afterwards. In fact, the world will only develop in the most complicated direction, but we always habitually ignore the side that is not presented.Of course, when I realized the major deviation in my thinking again, I almost thought that it was impossible for me to come out of the underground palace alive...

Here I want to tell a story about Fatty Wang who didn't know where he was at that time.The fat man is ten years older than me, he is the vanguard of the 60s, and I am the tail of the crane in the 70s-if I can be born a few years later, maybe I can ignore the messy things of the previous generation, but it’s just Just think about it, even if the fate changes, it will only happen sooner or later.

This story is from when we came back from Medog, the two of us sat on the train and suddenly became interested in talking about our childhood. It was really rare when we were not worried about our future and our companion died underground, so the fat man extinguished the gun in his hand. Hongta put two fat hands on her knees, and started talking.

It turned out that Fatty was the second child in his family when he was a child. At that time, the national family planning policy had not yet been introduced. It was rare for every household to have two or three children. The average family had four or five children.What's more, people at that time were so poor that they couldn't open the pot. Now cooking a rice cooker is enough for their family's old snacks for a week.In this context, his family’s life is even more difficult than ordinary families because there are seven children. There is an older brother on top of the fat man, and the next four are younger sisters. The youngest is about the same age as me.

Fatty was the main labor force at home, and his family was still in the northeast forest at the time. According to him, although they were far away from Pokerfing's hometown, they both belonged to the upright men of the Northeast.Speaking of this, he looked me up and down with his sly eyes and said: "So you dripping southern boys don't understand the domineering aura that naturally overflows from our big northeast guys!"

I gave him a cold look, which made the guy tremble and pretend to hug his chest. Seeing the seriousness on my face, I had no choice but to gather my thoughts and continue talking.

At that time, winter in many parts of the Northeast meant collecting firewood - heavy snowfall - stopping the snow - picking up firewood to find holes and dig rabbit melons (on heavy snow days, rabbits can't stand the cold and will burrow into the snow, like white melons) -It's snowing heavily... the realization of such a schedule with simple content and form, which is quite difficult to operate.Fatty's eldest brother is the leader of all the younger brothers and sisters at home, and he is deeply loved by grandpa, so his status is much more popular than Fatty's second child who is not loved by his father or mother.Every time the labor tasks assigned by the parents, he always paddles for fish. For example, once the fat man went to collect firewood, tied a large bundle, and ran into his idle brother halfway along the way.His elder brother was five years older than him, and there was a great disparity in strength between the two. Under the threat of the other party, the poor fat man had to contribute more than half of the firewood to his elder brother to go back to work.

The direct consequence of this incident was that the elder brother who brought back the most firewood ate a bowl of meat noodles which was very rare at that time as a reward, while the fat man ate a meal of "fried pork with bamboo shoots" because he didn't have enough firewood.Fatty was so hateful at the time, his eldest brother was always very kind to his younger siblings, and his eldest brother was a cheating existence.But because of his elder brother's sharp eyes, he didn't dare to reveal the matter on the spot.But even if he revealed that his impatient and one-celled old man would not necessarily believe him, so the little fat man kept this matter in his heart and prepared to deal with the boss.

The fat man made up his mind and made a plan before moving. He thought that since the boss would do it for the first time and tasted the sweetness, there would definitely be a second time, so after a while, the fat man's chance came.When he set off that day, he noticed that the boss was following behind him, and he probably wanted to wait for him to gather all the firewood before making a move.The fat man sneered in his heart. The boss really thought he was easy to bully because of his age. He came here once and wanted to have a second time. If his second master didn't give this guy a hard time today, he wouldn't be named Wang anymore. !

So he started running towards the trap he dug immediately after collecting firewood. The boss saw that the little bastard actually found out that he still dared to run and immediately chased after him.Compared with the fat man, the boss was indeed far inferior in intelligence. Without even thinking about it, he stepped into the outer circle of the trap.In fact, what the fat man proudly calls a trap is a small pit more than one meter deep, but because the walls are dug straight, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child will not be able to climb out after falling into it, not to mention there is a pile of snow People who fall into the trap will rush into the pit together, making it more difficult for the difficult trapped people to come out.

So when the boss found out that he fell into the pit and couldn't get up because of the embarrassment, he became angry decisively, pointed at the fat man and started cursing.It's a pity that Fatty was not a good kid since he was a child, and he didn't feel any guilt in his heart, but he also knew that in this weather, it is easy to die, so he waited patiently and guarded his elder brother to prevent him from happening. what's the problem.He planned to wait for the boss to concede defeat and pull the boss up, but unfortunately the ideal is very plump and the reality is very skinny. The boss who scolded him happily on the other side suddenly found that his second brother had disappeared.

This is really a living person in broad daylight. Why did the second brother who was squatting on the side suddenly disappear in the blink of an eye?In desperation, he actually thought of a way to step on the snow. When he got rid of the trap and rushed home to find helpers to save his brother, two hours had passed since the fat man mysteriously disappeared.

Although he usually bullies his second brother, but when it comes to this matter of life and death, he still regrets that he didn't watch over his second brother.

While everyone was busy looking for Fatty, he was already petrified by the sight in front of him.He remembered that he was standing next to the boss one second before, but he slipped accidentally and fell into the ice hole that he had never found before without even struggling.It was really dizzy. When he hit the bottom, he even heard a crisp sound of bones breaking. Later, he found that there were at least a dozen frozen corpses underneath, and one of them was still a skeleton. It was this one. The bones were crushed by him and made the sound just now.

It has to be said that Fatty was doomed to have an extraordinary career since he was a child, and a child of his age didn't feel a little scared after seeing this terrifying sight.Instead, he got up trembling passively and looked around for a way out.As a result, after searching, he couldn't find the way out, but he found the way in.

By accident, he pressed a mechanism-like protrusion like the hero in a martial arts novel, and then a stone door not much bigger than a dog hole opened.As a child living in the Northeast forest farm, he knew the ice cave very well. It would only take an hour for this thing to kill someone, so he had to get out of here.

The boldness in nature pointed out the direction for the fat man—to drill the dog hole!The world behind the stone gate looks very dark. Most people will subconsciously run away when they see this kind of place, but at this moment, the fat man has no choice but he is born to be a fat person who is not afraid of these deep monsters, so he is only nine years old. The fat man made the first life-and-death decision in his life.

Climbing in from the stone gate, the fat man was taken aback by the suddenly lit stone room. Looking at the light source, he found that it was actually the supporting pillars on the left and right sides of the stone gate.