"Ah...it hurts..."
Zhou Siming suddenly screamed and a stone hit him on the head. He bled instantly and then fainted.
Bring all six of his men to the ground.
"boom……"
The sound of thunder continued continuously, and the cave was like an earthquake, with more and more rocks falling.
Eight of his subordinates were also injured, but they reacted quickly and avoided critical injuries, so they were not as seriously injured as Zhou Siming.
They supported Zhou Siming and struggled to escape. The rocks above their heads fell on them, but they did not let go.
If Zhou Siming cannot return to the capital alive, they will not survive either, and their relatives at home will also be affected.
The eight people took Zhou Siming and finally escaped to the 'safe zone', feeling a little relieved.
"Someone wants the eldest son to die!"
The leader of the men suddenly said something. He had already realized that something was wrong. There were many trees and vegetation on the mountains in Tangcun. Even if there were heavy rains and thunder, it would be impossible for the cave to collapse. He suspected that it was man-made at that time.
More certain now.
Someone must be smashing on the top of the cave now, just to prevent them from getting out of the cave.
The eight people were silent. They had already dug more than half of the hole, and they would be able to get out in three or four days. But now it is all gone, and they will probably never be able to get out.
If they had known it was this unlucky mission, they wouldn't have accepted it!
"boom……"
There was another burst of thunder, followed by lightning as thick as an arm, splitting the sky. The huge grab of the excavator ravaged the cave unscrupulously. After a while, the stones falling in the cave became denser.
The thunder stopped and the rain became heavier and heavier. Tang Niannian jumped off the excavator and looked at the completely collapsed cave, feeling very satisfied.
That night, a thunderstorm in Tangcun lasted until midnight. Lightning and thunder made the villagers unable to sleep well. At dawn, the rain stopped, and Wei Zhangcheng and the others had to go up the mountain to look for someone again.
But today, an important figure came to Tangcun. The director of the public security department and other leaders of the county accompanied him up the mountain.
"Several cars came and stopped at the entrance of the village!"
"Is the official coming? I saw the jeep!"
The villagers no longer dared to speak loudly and stayed far away, pointing at the few cars at the entrance of the village.
The brigade captain and the commune cadres stood together, his palms sweating from nervousness. He didn't expect that guy Zhou Siming to have such a powerful background. He must not be involved in Tangcun!
Mr. Zhou got off the jeep. He arrived in Zhucheng yesterday and talked to a few of his former subordinates. He was shocked, but there was still no news from Si Ren, and Siming had no clue.
Mr. Zhou, who usually remained calm even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, was now extremely anxious and a little unsteady.
"Old leader, do you want to take a rest first?" the commune cadre asked respectfully, bending at ninety degrees.
"No, just go up the mountain!"
Mr. Zhou had a solemn look on his face and a murderous aura about him. He asked someone to lead him and strode toward the back mountain.
Tang Niannian was crowded in the crowd, watching from a distance with a calm expression.
This is Old Man Zhou. He doesn't look like a good guy at first glance. Unfortunately, there are too many people around him, so it's hard for her to take action.
Moreover, if old man Zhou gets into trouble again in Tangcun, it will definitely implicate Tangcun. Let’s just let the old man live first, and she will take care of it when he leaves.
Mr. Zhou felt very keenly and turned around suddenly, looking straight at Tang Niannian.
Tang Niannian looked straight at him calmly, expressionless.
Mr. Zhou's eyes became gloomy. He was sure that the disappearances of Siming and Siren were related to this girl from the Tang family.
He underestimated this girl named Tang Niannian.
"Captain Tang, let that girl lead the way for us!"
Mr. Zhou pointed at Tang Niannian and asked her to lead the way.
Mrs. Tang was anxious and opened her mouth to object. This old man from the capital didn't look like a good person to her, and he must have bad intentions.
She doesn't care how old the old man is, if he dares to bully her granddaughter, she will scold him!
Tang Niannian tugged at the hem of the little old lady's clothes and shook her head slightly. Old man Zhou was not a good person and could not be forced.
"I still have to go to work, and I don't have time to lead the way. I earn ten wages a day!"
Tang Niannian's voice was clear and elegant.
The villagers nearby all lowered their heads, fearing that the leaders would see the shock on their faces.
The girl is not afraid of flashing her tongue when she speaks, and she has the nerve to say that she earns ten wages. This girl has never worked a day in her entire life.
"You lead the way for me, and I'll pay you a salary, two yuan a day!"
Mr. Zhou smiled slightly, his tone was very kind, and he seemed to be an approachable and good leader.
"Okay, you give me the money first!"
Tang Niannian walked out of the crowd, came to Mr. Zhou, and stretched out his hand to ask for money.
Mr. Zhou narrowed his eyes, smiled more kindly, and nodded slightly to the man beside him.
"Girl, give it!"
The man next to Old Zhou took out two dollars and handed it to Tang Niannian, but his eyes were very dissatisfied. He was a local cadre from Zhucheng, and he felt very honored to be able to receive the old leader from the capital.
But this rural girl reaches out to ask the old leader for money. It is really unreasonable!
Later, he wanted to have a good ideological and moral lesson with the people from the Tangcun brigade. His ideological awareness was too low. He must have not memorized the quotations well.
"Let's go!"
Tang Niannian took the money and walked in front to lead the way.
It was already the sixth day, and even if Zhou Siming didn't die, he probably only had half a life left. She led Mr. Zhou around the mountain for a day, and then went to the cave.
A group of people walked towards the back mountain, accompanied by the captain, and some curious villagers followed. The winding mountain path was full of people, like a long dragon. This was the last time such a grand event on the back mountain of Tangcun. The oldest man in the village was mourning, and the whole village went to the mountain to mourn.
"Where is that cave full of poisonous snakes?"
As soon as they went up the mountain, Old Man Zhou asked to go to that cave. He had a strong feeling that Siming was in that cave.
Those poisonous snakes were probably caused by the girl in front of him, or maybe someone arranged by the Tang family. He underestimated the Tang family, thinking that Tang Niannian was the only one left, but he didn't expect that there were experts from the Tang family guarding Tang Niannian.
He was careless!
Tang Niannian was a little disappointed. This old man was very shrewd and not easy to deceive.
She led a group of people to the cave, but did not get close. She stopped far away, pointed towards the cave, and timidly said: "That's right there. There are snakes. I don't dare to go there. How about I give you a dollar back?"
The man gave two yuan yuan before, but Tang Niannian took out one and wanted to return it to Old Man Zhou.
"There's no need to retreat. How do you know there's a snake there?"
Old man Zhou stared at Tang Niannian with deep eyes.
"Everyone in the village knows it, it's not a secret."
After Tang Niannian finished speaking, the captain also said: "Yes, the whole village knows about this. It's strange to say that those snakes have gone somewhere in the past two days and disappeared!"
"Has this kind of thing happened in Tangcun before?"
Old man Zhou's expression was meaningful and pun-intended.
The captain was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "I have lived for half my life, but I have never seen it. I don't know if I have seen it before."
"Third uncle, have you heard of it?"
The captain called an old man in his sixties from the villagers, who was also named Tang.
"I haven't seen it, but I heard from my grandpa that there were dragons on the mountain with horns on their heads. When my grandpa went up the mountain to cut firewood, thunder suddenly started. It was just like the thunder the night before, with lightning and thunder. It was so scary. My grandfather had not asked for a wife at that time. He was only fourteen years old. He was so scared that he peed..."
The third uncle was a chatterbox. He rambled in random directions and couldn't get to the point for a long time. Old man Zhou frowned slightly and became a little impatient. The captain quickly interrupted: "Third uncle, what's wrong with that dragon?"
"They have transformed into dragons. Maybe those snakes are the descendants of this dragon... Oops, I made a mistake. I was talking in my sleep!"
The third uncle blurted out, and in time he remembered that he could not become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and his face turned pale with fright. He quickly justified himself and blamed it on talking in his sleep, and then made excuses to go down the mountain, not daring to stay any longer.
