Shen Qing's words came again. She wanted to check the situation of the rocks. After that, she knew how much dynamite to put. But she didn't understand these things before. She taught her about them. She learned from Pingyang. The mountains in Pingyang were bombed by her own hands. She would blow up the mountains here.

Just when the villagers picked up the explosives and wanted to put them there, Shen Qing's voice seemed to hear something?

"wait a minute!"

She said to the villager who was going to light the explosives. First, take the explosives away.

She went forward again, and she put her hand on the rock in front of her and knocked again.

The voice is a little bit brittle, and she is knocking other places, but these places are normal.

She knocked again and again several times, and found that there seemed to be a foot of generosity in this place. It seemed that it was hollow. Moreover, at the beginning of her life, there was a sound.

"Village head, did you hear that?" Shen Qingci asked the village head.

When the village head is old, his ears are naturally back. After listening to Shen Qingci's words, he naturally lengthens his ears, but he can't hear anything?

"Is it not the wind?"

Shen Qingci shook his head, "not very like."

She knew what the wind was like, and it was vague and completely unlike the wind.

"Come and listen, too."

The head of the village called several young students again. He was old and had some back ears. However, the young man was very smart. If there were other voices, they could be heard.

Several young men also came here, all of them stuck their ears to the top of the mountain, but after listening for a long time, they all shook their heads, "I can't hear you."

"I feel like it's empty," one of the lads also knocked. Maybe we can blow it up here and we can blow it out.

Other people also nodded in succession. They walked on the mountain, but the foot of the mountain, the foot of the mountain and the foot of the mountain were different, which could not be measured by that map.

"Put down the dynamite and blow it up."

The village head stood aside and stroked his beard. He just wanted to blow up the mountain as soon as possible. He also wanted to give an account to the dead people. He also wanted to see the salt field appear in front of them, so that he would not have to sacrifice any villagers in the future.

This is also the most painful place in their hearts.

If you can't think about it, you can't touch it. If you think about it, it's like a thousand arrows piercing your heart.

The explosives are back up.

When the key points were pointed out, Shen Qing's words were moved.

"No, first of all."

She stopped, then said to the village head.

"Uncle village head, let's dig here by ourselves."

"Dig it yourself?"

The village head has also seen the power of explosives. They have not dug down the mountain for hundreds of years. However, such explosives have exploded the lives of the rest of their children.

"But now it's a waste to dig by hand?"

"I can't tell you."

Shen Qingci doesn't know what's the reason? Maybe it's a feeling. Maybe she's not sure about the sound. But don't forget that she has a different sense of smell.

She smelled some other things from the air, such as roasted animal skin, and a slight smell of blood. When the mountain was fried, it was not that the animals had not been killed, but there was never such a complex smell. Therefore, she believed that there must be some reasons for this, and those reasons were behind the mountain.

"Village head uncle."

Shen Qingci called the village head again.

Her expression was very serious, without the slightest hint of banter.

The village head thought for a while and then said to the villagers.

"Move the explosives first, and we'll dig them ourselves."

"Well," the other villagers are not so reluctant. On the contrary, they are naturally willing. They are all young and strong laborers who are used to farm work, but they have a lot of strength.

They listen to the village head. What the village head says is what he says.

Dozens of married men dug again and again. In fact, although it is not as hard as the outer layer of stone, it is not soft. After all, this is mountain, not soil.

This excavation is a day, and when it comes to the night, someone comes to eat for them, and the other person continues to dig.

"Elder sister, we went back to eat, my mother made rabbit meat," Xiao Dong came to take Shen Qingci's hand. The rabbit was fried several days ago when the mountain was fried. Dozens of big fat rabbits were just in time to eat meat.

The villagers divided the rabbits, but they left the fattest one to send to xiaodongniang.

Naturally, xiaodongniang also knew that this rabbit was given to Shen Qingci. It was because Shen Qingci was there that they could end the nightmare of thousands of years."Good," Shen Qingci took Xiaodong's hand, but he couldn't help looking back. The broken light in his eyes was also slightly poured. I don't know what he thought of?

A rabbit was stunned by little dongniang. She made several ways to do it. Maybe xiaodongniang also put her energy on this rabbit, and the rabbit was fat and tight. Don't think about it as nearly seven or eight dishes, but every dish is very real.

Eat more. Xiaodongniang puts a lot of meat in Shen Qingci's bowl. Shen Qingci doesn't really think much about meat. She still likes steamed bread and pickles, but she won't lose face. She eats all the things she pinches, even what Xiaodong gives her. After eating, she seems to be supported Yes.

After dinner, she took advantage of the moonlight to pick up a lot of peach blossom outside. Xiao Dong said that the peach blossom here could bloom for another half a month. After half a month, there would be no flowers, only leaves. After a few months, it was time to eat peaches again.

And she also wants to make more rouge. These petals fall on the ground. It's a pity that they are all good materials for rouge.

The peach blossom in Dongling is also different from other places. The peach blossom here is redder and more colorful. It has a strong aroma. The rouge is also very beautiful.

She also wants some other colors. I don't know if they can match them. She can try the peach blossom here.

When she picked up a basket of peach blossom petals, and then raised her eyes, she saw the oil lamp in the distance. The light was bright and dark in the wind, but it had not been extinguished.

The people here are more stubborn than she thought.

She shook her head, continued to pick up, and until she filled a basket of peach blossom, but also feel much better, the stomach did not look for like bloating, of course, can sleep.

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