My father and Bro Flattop were responsible for taking turns to dig the roots, while I used a basket to carry the roots back and forth into the ditch outside. The trees on the surface had been cut down for so many years, but the roots were still alive and relatively heavy. In addition, there was no light along the way, and they could not step on the crops, so it was not easy to move them.
Just as I carried five or six baskets back to the tomb, I suddenly realized that something was wrong. There were no new tree roots thrown up from the tomb, no sounds of digging up tree roots, and no voices. There were only two possibilities. Either something had happened, or they had dug it out.
I quickly walked over. At this time, the pit was actually half filled with black water, and it was still emitting a sour smell. The two of them were standing in waist-deep water. His father's body looked a little unbalanced. He was holding a hoe in his hand and stuck it on the earth wall like a mountain shovel. His face was as pale as paper. Bro Flattop grabbed a tree root on the wall of the pit with one hand and kept stabbing the water with a long knife in his other hand. From his posture, it was obvious that something was entangled with his father below.
I was at a loss and could only watch. The calm water below churned as if something was moving. Then, his father's body sank again. The water that was originally at his waist instantly reached his chest. His father was so scared that his mouth was crooked. He wanted to scream but did not dare to. His expression was a little distorted.
Looking at the small half of my father's body that was exposed above the water, I knew that he was about to die. She was panicking and sad.
"We were just chatting and laughing. Why is he about to die in the blink of an eye?”
I found it a little hard to accept. I really regretted coming to rob the tomb. She felt like crying in her shock and sorrow, so she started crying.
"What are you crying for!"
At this moment, Bro Flattop scolded me and I immediately calmed down. But I didn't think this was a solution, so I suggested,"
"I'll go get a bucket. Dig out the water.”
Father seemed to have only just noticed that I had returned. He looked at me blankly as if he didn't know me. It seemed that he was really about to die.
"I'm fine!" Bro Flattop said," Go get the gun from the coffin. Quick!”
I quickly took the gun and handed it to Bro Flattop.
The gun was loaded with gunpowder. Flattop Bro took it and immediately put the long gun barrel into the water. He poked it a few times and finally aimed it at his father's leg.
As I said earlier, even though this gun is cumbersome and impractical, it has a large amount of gunpowder, and its close range lethality is extraordinary. It can even blow a person's head off with one shot. Thinking back to the day before yesterday when he cut off my finger, I couldn't help but think that he might have wanted to sacrifice my father's leg.”
Then, he pulled the trigger.
The situation in the tomb was like thunder.
With a gunshot, a red light flashed in the water tank. Water splashed and drenched the entire tomb. At the same time, a surge of blood surged up, dyeing the water in the pit red.
Fortunately, the blood didn't look like father's, so I was relieved.
"No! Go and load the gunpowder again!"
Bro Flattop said as he threw the gun onto the shore. I took the gun and went back to the coffin to fill it with gunpowder and iron sand. I returned about two minutes later.
In order to increase the power, I filled the gunpowder with the weight of an egg. Bro Flattop took the gun and immediately fired another shot into the water. Then, the water level began to drop. In less than half a minute, the bottom of the pit was exposed. His father's foot stretched out his head, which was the size of a bucket, and he opened his mouth to bite his father's calf tightly. It turned out to be a toad. Only its head was exposed, and its body was still hidden in the wall of the pit. It must have been this guy who spat out the water and then bit his father's leg to drag him away. However, his head was already smashed, so he should be dead.
Father looked at the dead toad with lingering fear. His legs trembled as he walked out of the toad's mouth. Then, he asked me to pull him out.
"F * ck! I forgot to look at the almanac when I came out today.”
His father said as he wiped the sweat off his body.
At this time, he was already a little exhausted, so he walked to the side of the coffin to drink water. After drinking water, he tore open a bag of instant noodles and started eating.
Father came up. It was not appropriate to let Brother Liu Pingtou work downstairs, so I wanted to ask him to come up and rest for a while.
"Come down for a moment!"
Bro Flattop said to me! I felt that something was wrong, so I went into the pit. At this time, the broken toad head had been cleaned up. Flattop Bro pointed at a black hole under his feet and said,"
"I'll go up and rest for a while. You stay here and expand this hole so that we can go down!”
I stared at the hole. The hole was the size of a fist, and its edges were irregular. It was obvious that it had been pierced by an iron spear. I vaguely knew what was going on. Just now, when Bro Flattop was hunting the toad, he accidentally opened up this hole. Then, the water in the pit flowed away along this hole, which meant that there was an empty cavity below.
"Could it be that the tomb is below this hole?”。
Before this, I had already imagined entering the tomb to retrieve the treasure many times. Now that I saw the entrance right in front of me, I still felt that it was unreal.
Bro Flattop said,
"Whether it is or not, it won't be able to escape.”
"Alright! You can go up." I said.
Then, Bro Flattop was about to climb up when I suddenly thought of a problem and stopped him.
Bro Flattop thought that I didn't dare to be alone downstairs, so he asked with a smile,"
"What's wrong? Scared? Look at your guts."
"Look at this toad. It's about the size of a jeep. There must be a big hole behind it. Should we clear it and see where it leads to? Besides, this thing was piled up here with blood and thorns. It was quite disgusting.”
Bro Flattop finally understood what I meant and said,
"You don't have to worry about that. The tomb was still below, so no matter where the toad went, it would not lead to the tomb. Although these animals were big, they were soft and good at crawling in the soil. Usually, they lived in the gaps of the roots or the holes in the wood. If you followed them, you could only float on the surface and get nothing. Moreover, there were quite a few of them. If you moved them away, there might be another one crawling over later. Leaving it here would block them.”
Bro Flattop's words convinced me and I nodded. Then, he didn't need anyone to help him. He kicked the wall and jumped out.
I didn't immediately dig after Bro Flattop went up. Instead, I carefully observed the hole and determined that I was on top of the tomb.
According to the current situation, the top of the tomb was made up of two layers. The outer layer was made up of a network of tree roots, which bore a large portion of the weight of the rammed earth. The inner layer was made up of a whole body of yellow soil.
After figuring it out, I started working. It took about half an hour to expand the hole to the size of an adult. Then, I started to inform them to come down, but no one answered after shouting twice.
"Did something happen again?"
I held my breath and listened, and then I heard the sound of a fist.
"Five Hands-Six Hands-Come on, let's go!”
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