Foreign Land

Wow, wow!!

The heavy and arrogant sound of the iron chain was dragged on the ground, and the surrounding area was a sufficiently open space, so the dull sound of collision was followed by lingering sounds that lasted for a long time!

I opened my eyes suddenly, broke away from my sleeping bag and sat up.

The bonfire danced, and the firelight enveloped our small camp. Everyone around us fell asleep, and the sound of even breathing came and went.

The "clang" sound of smashing came from the side, and then stopped suddenly.

"elder brother!!"

Wushuang's voice came from behind me. When I turned around, he was looking at me with a Luoyang shovel, and pointed at my forehead: "Are you having a nightmare? Your head and face are covered with sweat. It's cold in the mountains. Wipe it off quickly.

Wipe it, don’t catch a cold!”

I wiped my forehead subconsciously, and sure enough, my head and face were covered with sweat, and my neck was no exception. Even my collar was soaked.

The place where we went to Luoyang to shovel was right next to the camp. It could be said that it was very close. I could see the situation clearly on the other side. The shovel had penetrated very deep, at least six or seven meters. The soil brought up by the shovel accumulated.

They made a small mound of earth, and Brother Yaozi and Brother Shuisheng simply used the small mound of earth as pillows and fell asleep on the mound side by side.

Watching this scene, I was a little dazed.

I remember... I had just handed the shovel to Brother Harrier, and soon after I got into my sleeping bag, I heard a strange sound. Before that, I was just feeling drowsy and a little sleepy, and I didn't fall asleep at all.

How come when he wakes up, the man in charge of the Luoyang shovel becomes Wushuang, and the shovel has already knocked down another length?

Wushuang saw that I was in a daze and didn't respond for a long time, so he simply walked over with a Luoyang shovel, squatted down and stared at me with concern: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Did I... fall asleep?"

After hesitating for a moment, I asked again: "Approximately how long did I sleep?"

"Of course you fell asleep. You slept quite deeply. You must have slept for about three hours!"

Wushuang rubbed his nose with the back of his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Yaozi originally wanted to do all the rest of the work with Brother Shuisheng, but this place is very evil. The more you go down, the worse the soil becomes.

It was so hard that when the shovel was struck more than six meters down, the bottom was as hard as the shovel poking at the stone. You could hear the clanging sound of the shovel head. After working for a while, the two of them became too tired and couldn't bear it. I happened to fall asleep too.

I woke up after most of the night, so I let them sleep first while I kept watch while I continued to fight."

It turns out that three hours have passed.

I frowned and asked, "Did you...hear anything just now?"

"No? But there are owls in this forest. When I first took over the shovel, that damn thing was calling 'wow' for a while!"

Wushuang was talking to himself, and then he realized what was happening and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong, brother, did something happen?!"

"Weird thing!!"

I shook my head, and without hiding anything, I told about the strange sound I heard.

"You may be tired..."

Wushuang said uncertainly: "When Grandpa Li was still here, he would force me to practice kung fu. Sometimes I was so tired that I felt like I couldn't live anymore. I wanted to rest so much, but I couldn't even close my eyes.

I couldn't sleep, I was just so dazed, but my head was so clear, and I didn't even feel anything until dawn. Your situation is somewhat similar."

I remained silent.

Wushuang raised his chin towards my master who was meditating beside him, and whispered: "How about we talk to Mr. Zhang?"

"Forget it, I just heard this little sound, and I haven't found any clues yet. There is no need to disturb my master. If there is really any danger, we don't need to say, he would have been disturbed long ago."

In the end, I refused and stopped thinking about it. I rubbed Wushuang's head and forced out a smile: "How are you? Are you tired? How about I help you for a while?"

"Need not."

Wushuang scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed: "I was full after eating at night. I saw no one was eating the small fruits that Brother Yaozi brought back, so I ate them all myself. Now I have strength, but I feel sour in my stomach after eating too much of that stuff.

It's so awesome, brother, don't worry about it, just sleep a little longer, I won't be able to do the rest of the work without you."

"It's okay. When I'm tired and can't stand it anymore, I kick Lao Bai's idiot up. He eats and sleeps all day long. If he does a little bit of work, he either gets a headache or develops hemorrhoids. He's almost turned into a shit-making machine.

Don't be polite when you order him!"

I patted Wushuang's shoulder.

Afterwards, Wushuang turned to work again with the Luoyang shovel, and I got back into the sleeping bag to rest. Maybe it was because I was too tired. This time I didn’t hear the weird noise again, and I fell asleep soon after closing my eyes.

Fell asleep.

I slept very soundly until I was jostled and shaken by someone, and then I woke up.

The sleeping bag had already been opened, and the person who pushed me to wake up was Brother Yaozi.

It was already bright at this time, the sun had come out, and the sunlight splashed on my face, stinging me so hard that I couldn't open my eyes for a while, so I covered my eyes with my hands and asked in a daze: "Where did the shovel hit?"

Is it gone? Is there any five-flower soil down there?”

"I was about to tell you this, please get up and take a look. Brother, I have been living underground for a long time, but I have never seen anything like this."

Brother Yaozi's voice rang in my ears. He was a little anxious and kept pushing me while he was talking.

I suddenly woke up, sat up with a bang, and quickly got out of the sleeping bag. I turned around and saw that the place where we were digging the soil was already full of people. My master and the others were there, digging the soil.

The water around Chen Shuisheng is blocked.

I quickly squeezed in and saw that Chen Shuisheng was holding the head of the Luoyang shovel that had removed the white wax pole. The shovel was dark, as if black soil had been dug out, but this black soil was not from the black soil of the Northeast.

The black soil actually showed an ink color.

I took the shovel head from Chen Shuisheng's hand and banged it hard on the ground a few times, trying to pour out the black soil in the shovel, but the soil didn't move at all.

this……

I was also a little surprised, so I dug into the soil with my hands and found that the soil in the shovel showed amazing stickiness.

This can no longer be called soil!!

But... asphalt that is approaching a dry state!!

No, this is not asphalt. I went up to it and took a sniff. It was fishy and pungent, and the smell was extremely overpowering.

"What on earth is going on? Could it be that after the shovel was driven in, instead of digging out the five-flowered soil, it dug out this black mud that looks like asphalt and has a terrible smell?"

I turned around and asked Brother Kitale: "How deep did the shovel dig out?"

"A little over eight meters."

Yaozi said: "There is no specific estimate, but it should be dug out from the place where you estimated that you could dig the five-flower soil. Jingzhe, what on earth is this?"

The crux of the problem is here!!

I don’t even know what this is!!

Never heard of such a situation.

Immediately, I thought of Xing Guili, who was the first to suggest that this place was unusual!

Could it be...that this is the thing that makes it feel weird?!

"Where's that dead dog?! Have any of you seen that dead dog?! Why is it missing so early in the morning!?"

I looked around for a while, but there was no trace of Xing Guili at all. For a moment, my heart sank slightly...
Chapter completed!