Xue Xiang's body was left to the point of being tossed by the little guy, not only following her, but also having to use his strength to help the little guy get where she asked for it. His current look was like being locked by the little guy with a cross-cock lock. Xue Xiang didn't dare to move, and could feel the little guy sleeping comfortably in his heart. He greedily felt the family affection and warmth at this moment.

After a while, Xue Xiang became addicted to smoking, but the little guy seemed to have not yet fall asleep, so he could only bear it. He endured it a little uncomfortable and quickly thought about something to divert his attention. He decided to sort out the high school textbooks in his mind. Although the original young man didn't like to study, he still remembered what he had learned. Xue Xiang sorted out the approximate depth of several homework textbooks based on the memory in his mind, and then he felt relieved. Obviously, the difficulty of the high school textbooks at this time was incomparable to the previous life. At this time, the high school textbooks mostly focused on conceptual issues, rather than those question-making masters in later generations who broke a question and crushed it.

I came to trouble the students. In my previous life, Xue Xiangyi's liberal arts scores were far superior to Peking University. Although more than ten years have passed, the top students at Peking University should be allowed to deal with the current high school textbooks. I want to review the books a few times and basically pick up them up. I have no problem dealing with next year's college entrance examination. Xue Xiang knows that next year's college entrance examination, liberal arts and science will only take five subjects, Chinese, mathematics, plus history, geography, and science subjects, except for physics, chemistry, and the first three subjects are the same as liberal arts. History, geography, Chinese, and politics are already familiar with Xue Xiang. Just review mathematics, and next year's high scores are not easy to get.

Xue Xiang thought happily, and the little guy snored softly in his ears. It turned out that the little guy was asleep. Xue Xiang called the little baby a few times, but the little guy didn't react at all. Xue Xiang took out his arms gently from her. Xue Xiang quickly lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, relieved his cigarette addiction, picked up the watch beside the desk lamp and saw that it was already past eleven o'clock. It was time to go out. Xue Xiang put on his clothes, walked out of the room, and knocked gently twice. A few seconds later, Kang Tong's door opened. Xue Xiang was a little curious about why this guy was so fast. After a closer look, Kang Tong's clothes were well worn, and he didn't even take off his shoes. I think this kid was lying on the bed for a while.

Xue Xiang went into the storage room and took out a cloth bag, two shovels, two flashlights, and then handed a flashlight and shovel to Kang Tong. The two rode their bikes out of the military district courtyard. The moonlight was good these two nights, and the bright moonlight shone on the frost ground, and it was crystal clear. There was no need to use a flashlight to shine on the road. Both of them didn't say anything. Xue Xiang led the way, and Kang Tong followed silently. Only two bicycles were clanging in the alley. The two drove out of the entrance of the alley and arrived on the street. The wide asphalt horse

There was no one on the road, and the dim street lights seemed to dare not compete with the bright moon, and they were sickly emitting a faint light. The two of them increased their speed and rushed on the wide road. After about ten minutes, they turned a corner and rode for a while. The road conditions were getting worse and worse. They had to turn on the flashlight to shovels. At this moment, Xue Xiang and Kang Tong had already arrived at the periphery of the mass grave in the northern suburbs. They drove the car carefully. The bad road conditions made the shovel tied to the back seat of the car clanging. This sudden sound instantly broke the tranquility in the mass grave.

It was early spring, and the weather was still cold. Although the trees in the mass grave were not lush, they became the nesting ground for some winter birds. The sound made by the two shocked the birds in the forest soared, and the big ones flew away, and then there was no sound. The road ahead was too difficult to walk, and the potholes became more and more serious. The two simply got out of the car and pushed the car forward. Apart from a forest and weeds, there were only some complete or incomplete stone tablets standing scattered. Since the shocking birds just now, except for the sound of their cart walking, there was no sound around them, and there was a dead silence around them.

The bright moon, wilderness, birds, graves, stone tablets, all these objects should draw a gloomy and terrifying scene, but Xue Xiang and the two of them were as if they were casual. They held cigarettes in their mouths and pushed the cart forward. Thinking about it, in this era of turbulent clouds and waters in the world, and the five continents were shaking, wind and thunder, sweeping all monsters and monsters has become the loudest slogan of this era, and this is also an era of the greatest fearless and disrespectful ghosts and gods. If a little ghost really jumped out, I am afraid Kang Tong would be very happy and just catch a visit to the exhibition. Of course, Xue Xiang came from later generations and experienced such unexplainable things as time travel. He was not so chewy about ghosts and gods, but he was always brave and had someone to accompany him, so he didn't think about that at all.

Kang Tong followed Xue Xiang over several hurdles and bypassed several trees. Xue Xiang stopped the car and signaled Kang Tong to make it good. He called Kang Tong to approach and said, "Xiaokang, your temperament is getting colder and colder. I will lead you to the mass grave. I didn't see you curious and ask questions."

Kang Tong said: "What do you do if you ask so much, just follow you. You won't harm me. Do you cheat me for money and kill me? Besides, you know the best how much money I have." It's rare for Kang Tong to say such a long sentence at a time, and sometimes he joked.

Xue Xiang smiled and said, "That's right. I have a cold face all day long. Wouldn't I be tired of taking care of myself?"

Kang Tong said: "Not good!"

Well, he returned to his old age. Xue Xiang didn't intend to bother with this topic and said to Kang Tong: "I asked you to come out tonight to dig something. Eight years ago, I buried a box here. Now I think the things in the box may be fun. If I could find it, it might be exchanged for a lot of money. Later, we will find a crooked tree nearby."

Kang Tong didn't say nonsense and nodded. The reason why Xue Xiang could guarantee to find something was because he had a deep impression of the crooked tree back then. The trunk of the crooked tree was only the thickness of an arm, the lower half and the upper half grew parallel to the upper half, and the middle was connected by a single-shaped trunk. At that time, Xue Xiang was still watching the fire with his partner around him, saying that if the lower half of the tree extends upwards and the upper half extends downwards, and removes excess branches and leaves, it would be a perfect "h".

Xue Xiang and Kang Tong went to search separately, and used flashlights. They scanned very quickly because they only looked at the appearance of the tree. Half an hour passed, Xue Xiang and Kang Tong gathered together and sat in the seats to smoke. Xue Xiang was a little confused. They first searched for the tree within ten meters, but they expanded the range. Finally, they searched for all the trees within a radius of hundreds of meters, but they still couldn't find the tree that Xue Xiang mentioned. Xue Xiang was smoking with his head down, wondering why this was happening. Could it be that the tree was cut down as firewood? No, there were trees everywhere in the suburbs of the city, and they wouldn't come here to cut it down. There are still several miles from the nearest village. Besides, chopping the trees around people is not bad? Was it because they were struck by lightning, Xue Xiang shook his head. This is not the tree spirit in the fantasy world that survived the tribulation, so it's not such a coincidence.

Xue Xiang thought hard but failed and tried hard to recall the appearance of the tree. Finally, Xue Xiang smiled. He was so stupid. He couldn't even understand such a simple truth. He was simply a copy of the carving boat and asking for a sword.

Xue Xiang got off the seat and ordered Kang Tong to do this.
Chapter completed!