On the other side, after taking a rest, the fat man lit up the smokeless stove to make tea, keep warm and make food. Shunzi dutifully told the story of the origin and legend of the Three Saints Snow Mountain, and everyone listened with interest.
After finishing, Shunzi reminded everyone, "The bosses have to hurry up if they want to do anything. It's almost dark and there's no way to set up a tent here. You have to find a flat place sheltered from the wind before it gets dark. The wind may pick up at night."
There was snow all around as far as the eye could see, without any iconic traces. Even if you had experience, you wouldn't be able to tell anything about it, not to mention that Wu Xiaoxie and the others had no experience in finding tombs in snowy mountains.
So we have to rely on Chen Pi Ah Si.
Chen Pi Asi lived up to expectations. He calmed down and took a brief look at the surrounding mountains before saying, "The location of the treasure cave is right under our feet. There is no good way. Let's shovel down a few shovels to see what's under the snow before making any plans." .”
The snow is much softer than mud. Monk Hua and the others are very agile. A dozen caves soon appeared on the snow. After five or six meters, there is a layer of frozen soil as solid as concrete. Shovels cannot penetrate it. .
The fat man looked at the tiny bits of ice crystals on the tip of the shovel and asked, "The ice has accumulated here for thousands of years. Will the burial tomb be frozen into the ice below?"
Wu Xiaoxie nodded and said: "The Luoyang shovel can't penetrate the ice. Even if we know that something is underneath, we can't find it. The main reason is that the snow above is too obstructive."
Pan Zi squatted in front of the hole and took a look, and said: "When I was a soldier, I heard a few brothers say that when they were in Daxinganling, the production brigade there would regularly go to the snow-capped mountains to clean up the snow on the slopes. They say that with just one blast hole, all the snow can be blown away, which is very worry-free. How about we also try and blow up the snow, then it will be clear what is buried underneath, and it will be much easier to determine the location."
Monk Hua put down his shovel and put his hands into his sleeves to keep warm. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced up, "There are explosives, but are you sure that setting off a bomb here won't be suicide?"
Chen Pi's squinted eyes opened a crack, and he raised his hand to call Lang Feng over, "It's better to listen to the advice of professionals."
Lang Feng's presence in the team has never been strong. When he saw everyone looking at him, he scratched his head uncomfortably and said: "This method is feasible. The next hole is not difficult for me. I can control it." The power of dynamite.”
"Are you sure?" The fat man shushed him with his eyes, "This is not a tomb bombing. Maybe one of us will be buried in this Feng Shui treasure land."
Monk Hua chuckled, "Don't you know this? We are a 20-year-old miner with the title of God of Artillery. He has been firing holes since he was fourteen years old. Although he has only been in this industry for a year, But when it comes to explosives, no one knows it better."
It sounds powerful.
Pan Zi had heard of the title of the God of Guns, but had never dealt with him before. Hearing this, he looked at Lang Feng carefully in surprise, "So you are the God of Guns!"
Hearing what he said, Lang Feng felt even more embarrassed and smiled naively, "It's all given by colleagues, it's just a nickname."
After that, he began to survey the terrain and look for a suitable place to place explosives.
Zhang Zhuoxun looked at the place where he found the cannon fire and the operation was the same as in the original plot. He immediately pulled Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty to hide under the black bare rocks where he installed the signal transmitter half a month ago. .
After knowing that they were going to blow up the mountain, Shunzi was almost frightened out of his mind. He left his teacup and rushed to stop him, knocking him unconscious. He dragged them together to the bottom of the rock, and then leaned out to call his brother and Panzi to hide over him.
Wu Xiaoxie was confused and nestled with the fat man. The fat man asked strangely: "What? Do you think this method is inappropriate?"
Zhang Zhuxun gave them a calm look, "Just in case, who knows whether the title of God of Artillery will work on this snow mountain, in case there is an avalanche."
Wu Xiaoxie thought about it and praised: "Yes, you are still thoughtful." After that, he squeezed into the crevice of the rock to make room for the little brother who came over, "Can we hide here?"
"it should be OK."
Leaving these words aside, Zhang Zhuo poked his head out and found that Pan Zi over there was a little far away and did not hear the voice calling him. Seeing that Lang Feng had already mixed the explosives with his professional skills and was building the detonator into a special Force model.
Zhang Zhu became anxious, took out the climbing rope from his backpack, ran over without stopping, tied the rope around Pan Zi's waist, fastened it securely, tied the other end around his own waist, and then jumped back to the bottom of the rock in three or two steps.
Pan Zi was a little bit dumbfounded by his nervous movements. He looked at the rabbits nesting under the rock like obedient rabbits. He gestured OK to them, and then withdrew to the slightly smaller one on the other side with Lang Feng and others. of bare rock.
Lang Feng pressed the remote control in his hand.
Not a sound was heard.
Just when everyone thought there was something wrong with the explosives, suddenly, the flat snow surface suddenly cracked with several long black gaps. Before everyone could react, large chunks of snow slowly rolled down the slope like waterfalls. Sliding, the uneven layer of ice and snow underneath was quickly revealed.
As soon as the fat man gave him a thumbs up, and before he could say any words of praise, a piece of snow fell from the sky and hit Lang Feng on the head.
Everyone looked up in confusion.
The fat man realized something, his face changed drastically, he said "Shh", and everyone immediately fell silent.
There was movement above the head, and dense black cracks appeared on the snow slope above. They spread so fast that it made people's scalp numb. Then, large and small snow chunks fell down at extremely fast speeds, shattering as they fell. Following the slope of the ice surface, there is a downward trend.
For a moment, snow powder and mist filled the sky as far as the eye could see.
The avalanche came and went quickly. Silks of snow crystals floated in the air and touched people's faces. They were as cold as a thin drizzle.
Zhang Zhuxun stretched out his hand to wipe the melted snow on his face, and was about to call Wu Xiaoxie and the others out. Suddenly, the climbing rope tied around his waist and connecting him and Pan Zi suddenly tightened, and immediately, a wave of A huge pulling force came from the other end of the rope, and Zhang Shuxun was caught off guard and was thrown out. He fell onto the rough ice, making stars appear in his eyes.
The fat man behind him said "fuck", and his quick-sighted hand suddenly jumped out and grabbed one of Zhang Zhuxun's feet. His fat body hit the ice with a thud, which acted as a great buffer and gave Zhang Zhuxun a big blow. Gained time to react.
Zhang Shuxun formed a claw hook in the palm of his hand, and quickly plunged into the ice beneath him to catch him. The whole person was pulled around half a circle by the pulling force below, and he was lying sideways on the ice. The huge pulling force seemed to pull him away. His waist was strangled, and he grimaced in pain.
"Wooden fish!"
Wu Xiaoxie, who was a little slow to react, quickly threw half of his body and grabbed the fat man's belt, using all his strength to pull him under the rock.
The little brother had already jumped onto the ice first. He was half-kneeling and lowered his center of gravity. With a sullen face, he grasped the rope dragging Zhang Chuxun with both hands and exerted force in the opposite direction.
The dull sound of collapse in his ears finally stopped. With the help of his little brother and the others, Zhang Zhu found a chance to breathe. He inserted more sharp iron cones around his body, fixed himself on the ice, and then faced the little brother anxiously. vocal channel.
"Hurry, something happened over there Pan Zi!"
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