Because of that suicide note, I learned that the deceased was named Zhao Sange.

The engineer Xia Qingzhu engraved his name on the stone, asked Huzi to borrow three cigarettes, lit it for worship, and then went back to rest.

After the burial of Zhao Sange, two hours had passed. It happened that Da Liangba and Xiao Liu changed shifts. They greeted each other and then went into the sleeping bag to rest.

Two big men were careless, and when Hu Zi and Xiao Liu lay down for a while, they heard thunderous snoring.

Xia Qingzhu was used to sleeping in Simmons' soft bed. She was not used to camping in the wild for the first time and lay in her sleeping bag toss and turn.

She unzipped the sleeping bag and took out the bronze fish.

This bronze fish is about two inches long, spindle-shaped, with no scales on it, but a very complex pattern. The fish's eyes are inlaid with two black gems, and the two raised eyebrows look like two snakes.

This snake-eyed copper fish looks like it is not an ordinary thing. Even those who don’t know how to do it can feel the aura of cultural relics it emits.

Hu Zi said that this snake-eyed copper fish could be exchanged for a Maserati, but it seems that it is not an ordinary thing. Xia Qingzhu did not intend to fill her bags. When she returned, she was going to the cultural relics museum to find someone. If it was really a cultural relic, she would donate it directly.

A sense of fatigue came, and Xia Qingzhu felt her eyelids become heavy, and she blinked a few times and fell asleep.

At one o'clock in the morning, Bai Fengjiu, who was resting with her eyes closed, was patted by someone on the shoulder. The loudspeaker handed over the machete and lowered her voice: "Be careful, I'll go to rest."

Before going to bed, the loudspeaker added firewood to the bonfire, and the orange-red flames licked the pine wood, making a sound like a burst of beans.

Bai Fengjiu got up and came to the entrance of the cave. The firelight pulled his shadow very long.

The heavy rain still had no intention of stopping, and the rain flowed from the entrance of the cave and turned into a bead curtain.

A flash of lightning broke through the night sky, the forest was illuminated, and under the big tree thirty meters away from the cave, more than a dozen pairs of green eyes were peeping.

Bai Fengjiu pulled a stone on the rock wall of the cave, and bounced it with his fingers. The stone cut through the rain curtain, and a wolf hiding under the big tree fell to the ground.

As soon as the wolf died, the rest scattered one after another, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The members of the rescue team in the cave were still sleeping soundly. They didn't know that they had escaped a wolves hunting in their sleep.

It is very boring to work on night shifts alone, and it is extremely boring to work on night shifts alone. However, Bai Fengjiu has lived alone for 100,000 years and has long been adapting to this loneliness.

As the saying goes, it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish. If Jin Wushuang learns martial arts, even if he cannot become a master, he will be fine to protect himself at all times.

There are as many as a thousand mental methods in the Qiankun bag on Bai Fengjiu's waist. They are all secret techniques of major sects collected over the past 100,000 years, but they are all mental methods of the most strong and yang. Men can practice well, but they are not suitable for Jin Wushuang.

Bai Fengjiu thought of a sect on the snow mountain in the north. All of this sect are women, and the practice of the exercises is also feminine and elegant. When you have time, you will borrow a copy from them. If this sect is still there.

"Tick!"

A drop of water fell to the ground and broke Bai Fengjiu's thoughts. He raised his head and looked at the top of the cave. Under the light of the fire, there was a crack as thin as a spider's silk. The water penetrated through this crack.

Bai Fengjiu frowned slightly. The mountain was so thick, how could water seep in?

"Click!"

Accompanied by the sound of stone shattering, the cracks instantly widened, and rain gushed out of the gap, as if someone had turned on the fire pump.

An ominous premonition surged into my heart. Before Bai Fengjiu could react, the ground under his feet began to tremble, the whole mountain was shaking, and the earthquake was shaking!

The loudspeaker was still snoring for a second, and as soon as the earth shook, he crawled out of his sleeping bag.

"Run out quickly!"

The big speaker pulled Xiao Liu beside him, slapped the sleeping Hu Zi, grabbed his backpack and ran out.

She Xiaoqing crawled out of her sleeping bag, and then pulled Xia Qingzhu, who was in a panic, and ran away.

The seismic waves have reached their highest peak. The entire mountain seems to be placed in a sieve. It is first bumpy and then sways left and right, and several people are tilting around as if drunk.

Under the strong vibration, the entire cave cracked and fell like raindrops.

She Xiaoqing pushed Xia Qingzhu and climbed out of the cave with both hands and feet.

"Don't come over!"

Bai Fengjiu hurriedly stopped drinking. Xia Qingzhu was stunned when she heard the shout and looked up and saw a huge rock falling from above her head.

With a loud noise, dust flew, and no one had time to observe a moment of silence for Xia Qingzhu. The stones above his head followed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the entire cave disappeared.

The dust settled, a beam of light shot out from the rocks, the gravel rolled down, and then the sound of a loud speaker came.

"Is there anyone alive? Xiao Liu! Hu Zi? Butterfly!"

"Click!"

Another beam of light.

"Xiao Liu is dead..." It was Hu Zi's voice.

"The butterfly is dead." A Jiao's choking voice came not far away.

Bai Fengjiu shook the gravel on her head and got up from the ground, and Xia Qingzhu, who was pressing under her, was unconscious.

She Xiaoqing, buried in the rocks, crawled out and saw Xia Qingzhu on the ground. She had no time to check if she was injured, so she hurriedly climbed over.

"Qingzhu! Qingzhu, wake up!"

When She Xiaoqing saw Xia Qingzhu's face covered with blood, she couldn't help but feel sad. The hot tears flowed, and two traces were washed away on her dusty face.

With a moan, Xia Qingzhu woke up from a coma and survived the disaster. When she saw the most familiar person, Xia Qingzhu opened her mouth and cried out.

Da Laba and Hu Zi crawled over. Bai Fengjiu stood up and was afraid of hitting the dust on her body, so she asked, "What's the situation?"

Dalabo's face was as if he was lost. Two team members died in the earthquake. The intersection where he left was blocked by a big stone. All supplies were buried under the stone. It can be said that they had run out of ammunition and food, and they sat down and waited for death.

Death is not terrible. What is terrible is the process of waiting for death. The cave is cramped and the air is turbid. The tiger cannot withstand this torture, and the collapse of beating the huge rocks blocking the road.

The loudspeaker went up and slapped, shouting, "Why are you crazy? The storm and waves have come, can't you survive this little setback?"

Hu Zi roared twice, then grabbed his hair and squatted in the corner.

Da Laba sighed and said, "First bury Xiao Liu and Butterfly's body."

They pulled out two backpacks and three engineer shovels under the stone. Several people worked together to dig a hole and buried the bodies of Xiao Liu and Butterfly.

After the silence, the big trumpet said in a deep voice: "Xiao Liu, Butterfly, you all joined my expedition team in order not to be bound by life. The real man returned as a horse and a corpse. You are buried here, so you are considered dead."

The dead are gone, and the living are like this.

The big poker took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Liu and Butterfly have left. We have survived. We have to try our best to leave here! There are still people waiting for us to rescue!"
Chapter completed!