Zhang Zhuxun took out two gas masks from his backpack and gave one to the younger brother.
The three of them, Huo Zhixing, were more pitiful. They could only tear off the cloth on their bodies, dip it in rainwater and cover their mouths and noses.
Zhang Zhuxun led them to duck down carefully and hide in the arched crack that had been exploded before to hide from the rain.
About half an hour later, a shout came from the top of the cliff, and the voice seemed familiar.
"Who lit this cigarette?"
"Is there anyone down there? If so, just give me a shout!"
Huo Xiaoli's eyes widened suddenly and he said excitedly: "Damn it, did Brother Zhizhi and the others come up the mountain to find us?"
"Go out and take a look." Zhang Zhu asked.
Huo Xiaoli immediately ran out, raised his head and shouted towards the top of the cliff: "Who are you? Are you from the Huo family?"
The fat man was standing on the edge looking down. All the smoke was floating up, making them unable to open their eyes. Hearing this, he immediately responded: "Who are you?"
Just as Huo Xiaoli was about to answer his name, he was tapped on the shoulder. When he turned around, he found that Zhang Zhuxun and the others had come out.
"That's right, it's Fatty and the others." Zhang Zhuoxun had already recognized Fatty's voice and said with a smile, "We were crossing the river and met the ferryman. It was just a coincidence."
Huo Xiaoli was so excited that she almost shed tears, "Damn, we are finally saved."
The two parties communicated at the top of their lungs. Fatty and the others tied the climbing ropes they brought with them to the tree, left a few people on top to support them, and then climbed down the cliff.
As soon as they met, the fat man rushed up and gave Zhang Chuxun and his little brother a bear hug. His eyes were red and his lips were trembling with excitement. He pulled the two of them and looked at them carefully, "I have lost weight and become darker..."
"If Tianzhen knew that you two suffered such a crime where he couldn't see it, he would definitely be heartbroken."
Zhang Zhuoxun listened to the fat man's ramble. He was a little moved and at the same time a little bit dumbfounded. He was indeed thinner, but he was not necessarily black.
They haven't seen the sun for five days underground. It's so dark.
"It's not that, it's just that I haven't eaten for a long time and I'm so hungry. Have you brought anything to eat?" Zhang Zhuxun patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"Bring it with you. Fatty knows that it will be inconvenient for you two to move with a few oil bottles behind you this time. All you brought up the mountain this time is food, so that's enough." The fat man swung his backpack over his back and opened it. The zipper is filled with all kinds of energy-replenishing and satiating foods.
Zhang Zhuoxun chuckled and gave a thumbs up, "I really do have you."
The fat man grabbed a handful of food and stuffed it into the arms of Zhang Zhuxun and the younger brother. He said cheerfully: "Eat more. You two are already anemic and you have been hungry these days. The fat man stewed it for you before." The nutrients in the pig's trotter soup must have been used up long ago. When we go down the mountain this time, the fat man will have to have a good talk with the old lady Huo and ask her to contribute some of her Shiquanda tonic tea to give you two a supplement. .”
Then he pulled out a beggar's chicken wrapped in lotus leaves from the bottom of his backpack, "Eat this first. It's a little cold, but the taste is still authentic. Eat a chicken leg first to cushion your stomach, but it can't be eaten all at once. Eat too much, otherwise your stomachs will definitely be upset if you suddenly eat too much meat and fish without having any fat or water in your stomach these days."
Here, Zhang Zhuxun and the three of them were eating and talking together. Over there, Huo Xiaoli smelled the aroma of roast chicken and gnawed on the dry compressed biscuits. Tears almost flowed from his mouth.
Zhang Zhuxun has always been sensitive to other people's gazes, not to mention Huo Xiaoli's gaze burning his back like two ultraviolet light bulbs, making it difficult not to notice.
"Why are you staring at me? Why do you want to eat too?" Zhang Zhuoxun turned around and looked at Huo Xiaoli, raising his eyebrows.
Huo Xiaoli subconsciously wanted to nod, but he immediately reacted, averting his eyes with difficulty, and denied: "You are wrong, I didn't want to eat it."
"Oh, that's right." Zhang Zhuoxun said with a smile, "I originally thought that we wouldn't be able to finish it, so I planned to share some with you, but since you don't need it, I had to throw the rest up the mountain to feed the wild animals. Anyway, it might have gone bad if you took it back.
"
When Huo Xiaoli heard this, his eyes immediately widened and he complained plaintively: "It's shameful to waste food!"
The fat man deliberately said with a straight face: "Hey, you little brat, why are you talking to your Master Yu?"
Zhang Shuxun also joined in, "Did you hear that? The right to own the food belongs to us, Fatty. If you really want to eat it, it's not beyond negotiation."
Huo Xiaoli hesitated for two seconds, and immediately pulled Huo Xiaojiu to the fat man's side, saying flatteringly: "Fat Master, your legs must be a little sore from walking such a long way. Our massage skills are very good. Here you go." Beat your legs and relax."
Huo Zhixing on one side held his forehead helplessly, saying that he couldn't see it.
In this regard, Huo Xiaoli said, what is integrity? Can it be eaten?
cannot! Therefore, the world is big and the food is the biggest.
He who can bend and stretch is a man.
Seeing that Zhang Shuxun was teasing the two children, the fat man followed suit and let them beat him up a few times. Then he gave most of the remaining roast chicken to Huo Xiaoli and the two, "You two are still lacking in skills." A little more heat, you have to practice again.”
Huo Xiaoli's mind was already focused on the roast chicken. He didn't hear clearly what the fat man said.
However, he was very loyal and gave the largest piece of tenderloin to Huo Zhixing, "Brother Zhixing, you can eat it too."
Huo Zhixing nodded slightly to express his gratitude to Fatty and Zhang Zhuxun.
He knew that Mr. Yu, who seemed a bit out of character on the surface, did not intend to amuse his two younger brothers with a piece of meat, but wanted to use this to distract Huo Xiaoli and the two of them from the sudden departure of their former partners. Come out of sadness quickly.
On the other side, Huo Zhizhi glanced around and saw that the original seven-person team was missing two people, and he immediately realized that those two people would most likely not be able to get out.
But other than that, there was no special expression on his face, as if he had taken these things lightly.
Fighting is a job where everyone has their heads tied to their belts.
In a battle like this that is extremely rare, the death of one or two people is considered a very minor casualty, almost negligible.
Huo Zhizhi has been with Mrs. Huo for many years and has long been accustomed to these things.
He personally handled some of the dirty private affairs of the Huo family. In the grand-looking courtyard where Zhang Zhu and the others once lived temporarily, there were countless corpses buried under the weeds. The Huo family secretly carried out lynchings there. , a place to deal with traitors and rip-offs.
While Zhang Zhuo was looking for them to eat something, Huo Zhizhi had already led his men to put out the half-burned fire.
Then he went down to the gap behind the ancient tree to take a look, took photos and recorded it. After discussing with Huo Zhixing for a while, he took out the map he carried with him and marked it.
Then he came over and said to Zhang Zhuoxun, "Now that we have found the entrance, let's hurry down and go down the mountain. It is estimated that there will be another heavy rain soon. It is too dangerous to stay on the mountain."
"Then let's go down the mountain." Zhang Zhuoxun nodded when he heard the words, chewing the beef jerky brought by the fat man in his mouth. He thought it tasted good, so he stuffed the bag directly to the little brother.
In the past, when I went to the tomb, I would be surrounded by people who knew me well, and I would just take out the food in the space and eat it casually.
Not to mention the little brother this time, he himself felt that it was really miserable. Fortunately, he still had an energy gel that didn't take up much space. He could use it to replenish his energy, so that Huo Zhixing and the others wouldn't be suspicious.
They could not participate in the next work, so Zhang Zhuxun and the others climbed up the cliff with the rope.
Huo Zhizhi remained below, instructing his workers to tie some eye-catching red strips of cloth to the tree trunk. After climbing up, he tied a colorful flag to a tree next to the cliff as a mark.
Then he called Zhang Shuxun and others to prepare to go down the mountain.
Returning to the lakeside at the foot of the mountain, the accompanying team doctor immediately gathered around to treat Zhang Zhu's wounds. However, after inspection, they found that the wounds on the human body had been treated and there were no signs of infection, so they hung up on each of them. Glucose bottle was given for infusion, and he was told to take a good rest.
When I woke up, it was already late at night.
The lights were still bright in the camp, and a lot of information and photos were spread out on the table in the center of the tent. Huo Xiangu was discussing the matter of rock blasting and cleaning with her geological engineering technicians all night long.
As expected, the rain got heavier again in the evening, and the patter of raindrops obscured the voices of everyone talking.
As soon as Zhang Zhuoxun walked out of the tent, the rich and delicious smell of mutton soup hit his nostrils, and there was also slight movement in the tent next to him.
He turned around and saw the little brother opening the curtain and walking out with a knife on his back.
Zhang Zhuoxun's stomach rumbled with hunger at this moment, so he said to the little brother: "Come on, let's go to the kitchen and see what food they made."
The two came to the temporary kitchen tent. Amidst the smoke, a familiar fat figure was busy in front of the stove.
"Fat man!" Zhang Zhuxun said in surprise, "You're still up so late?"
The fat man heard this and turned to look at the two of them. "Hey, you two are awake. There are chairs next to you. Sit down and wait for a while. The mutton soup will be ready soon."
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and held a large iron spoon in one hand to stir in the iron pot to prevent the mutton from sticking to the bottom of the pot.
Zhang Zhuxun opened the bench and let the younger brother sit down first. He put a handful of peanuts on the plate in front of him. He moved to the pot, bent down and took a look at the stove door below. Seeing that the fire was a little small, he I grabbed a handful of loose firewood and stuffed it in.
As the old saying goes, "High heat makes the soup thicker, while low heat makes the soup clear." When simmering mutton soup, try to keep it high all the way. In this way, the stewed soup will not only be rich in flavor, but also milky white in color. If you switch to low heat, the final soup will not only be light in color, but also taste better. It will be slightly lacking.
After a few minutes, the fat man took out a bowl of soup with a spoon and tasted the taste. He thought it was almost ready, so he sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions into the soup and said to Zhang Zhu: "It's done, you don't need to add any wood fish." When the firewood is ready, hurry up and stay at the table."
"Okay." Zhang Zhu responded happily, wiped off the firewood residue on his hands, got up and went to the edge of the tent to collect water and wash his hands.
Fatty is an expert in cooking. As long as the food is made by his hands, there is no bad food.
"Quickly try the Shiquandabu mutton soup that the fat man made for you two." The fat man happily brought two large bowls of fragrant and rich mutton soup, one bowl with coriander and one without, and placed it on the table Go up and urge the two of them to eat quickly.
Zhang Zhu took a bite and found that the mutton was soft and tender, and the soup was rich and fresh with a faint fragrance of herbs. He stirred the bottom of the bowl with a spoon and found that there were many precious medicinal materials floating in it.
The ones that I recognized at a glance were ginseng slices, wolfberry, angelica root, and fleece-flower root. I couldn't help but be surprised: "Where did you get so many medicinal materials for replenishing qi and blood?"
The fat man smiled mischievously and lowered his voice, "When you two were resting earlier, the fat man secretly went to Mrs. Huo's private storehouse and took a look around. He found that there were all kinds of precious medicinal materials in it, even the key At that time, there were several big boxes of Salvia miltiorrhiza, which was used to relieve phlegm, relieve coughs, reduce blood pressure and remove toxins, and Tianshan Snow Lotus, which was used to remove rheumatism. However, I only quietly took a small handful of the less expensive ones, such as Huo Zhizhi’s. The kid shouldn’t be able to find it.”
"It's just that the fat man always feels a little strange." The fat man touched his chin and frowned, "When there was a heavy rainstorm earlier, Mrs. Huo's complexion looked a little bad. Huo Zhizhi gave herbal tea as food every day. Hey, it hasn't gotten better these days. When she asked me to talk to the tent yesterday, I noticed that there seemed to be a faint air of death between the old lady's eyebrows, and her face was pale and pale."
"Hey, tell me, that old woman thinks her end may be coming, and wants to trap us, the people she doesn't like, into her body as a burial sacrifice."
"No." The little brother who had been quietly drinking soup suddenly spoke up. Seeing Zhang Zhuxun and the other two looking over in surprise, he said softly, "She has no right to be willful."
The fat man was a little confused, "How do you say this?"
The little brother stopped talking. Seeing that the fat man still wanted to talk, the little brother pushed the plate of peanuts he had just peeled in front of him.
Zhang Zhuoxun laughed out loud, "For the first time in my life, Fatty, remember to leave some of the peanuts that I peeled with my own hands."
The fat man suddenly became happy. He grabbed all the peanuts from the plate and put them into his pocket, and said sternly, "That won't work. This is my obvious preference for the fat man. The fat man must treasure it like a treasure."
The smile on Zhang Zhuoxun's face suddenly froze, and he turned around to stare at the little brother, eager.
The little brother paused while ladling the soup spoon. After a few seconds of silence, he took something out of his pocket and motioned to Zhang Shuxun to open his palm.
Zhang Zhuxun suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes, quickly spreading his hands.
Then he felt the little brother put something that was a little hard and cold to the touch into his palm, then took his hand back and continued to drink the soup as if nothing had happened.
When Zhang Zhuxun saw the little thing clearly, he was stunned.
It was a small stone that was only as big as the tip of your thumb and had a very ordinary texture, gray-white.
It looks like a triangular pyramid with four corners.
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