Chapter 790

Shen Qingci came over again. She wanted to check the situation of the rocks. After checking, she would know how much explosives to put in. She didn't understand these things before. She learned it from Pingyang. She blew up the mountains in Pingyang, and she also blew a way out of the mountains here.

Just when the villagers picked up the explosives and wanted to put them there, Shen Qingci seemed to hear something?

"Wait a moment!"

She said to the villager who was going to light the explosives, and first took the explosives away.

No matter how she stepped forward, she put her hand on the rock in front of her and knocked again.

The voice was slightly crisp, and she knocked on other things, but these places were normal.

She tapped again and again several times, and found that in this place, there seemed to be about a foot of generous space that seemed to be hollow, and at the beginning, she even heard a sound.

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

The village chief is old, and his ears are naturally back, and when Shen Qingci said this, he naturally stretched his ears to listen, but he couldn't hear anything?

"Could it be the wind?"

Shen Qingci shook his head, "It doesn't look like it."

She knew what the wind sounded like, and these faint sounds were not like wind noises at all.

"You too come to listen."

The village chief called out a few young descendants again. He is old and his ears are a little bit back, but this young guy is all ears and eyesight. If there are other voices, he must be able to hear them.

Several young men also came over, and they all put their ears on the top of the mountain, but after listening for a long time, they all shook their heads, "I can't hear it."

"I feel like it's empty," a young man also knocked, maybe a blast here, and we'll be able to blast it out.

Everyone else nodded their heads one after another. The way they walked was on the mountain, but the bottom of the bombed mountain, the foot of the mountain and the bottom of the mountain were all different, and they couldn't be measured by that map.

"Put down the dynamite and blow it up."

Standing on the side, the village chief was also stroking his beard. He just wanted to blow up the mountain quickly. He also gave an explanation to the dead clansmen. He wanted to see Yantian appear in front of them. Without sacrificing any of the villagers.

This is also the most painful place in their hearts.

I can't think about it, I can't touch it, and when I think about it and touch it, it's a pain like a thousand arrows piercing my heart.

The explosives were set up again.

Just when he was about to click, Shen Qingci moved.

"Don't order it yet."

She stopped it aloud, and then said to the village chief.

"Uncle Village Chief, let's dig it by ourselves here."

"Dig it yourself?"

The village chief has also seen the power of explosives. They have not dug down mountains for hundreds of years. It is just these explosives, but they have blown the lives of the rest of their sons.

"But now digging by hand, why is it a bit of a waste?"

"I can't tell."

Shen Qingci doesn't know why? Maybe it's a feeling, maybe she's not sure about the voice, but don't forget, she has an unusual sense of smell.

She smelled some other things from the air, such as roasted animal skins, and a slight smell of blood. When the mountain was fried, it was not that those animals were not killed, but it was never so complicated. , so she believes that this must be for some reason, and those reasons are behind this mountain.

"Uncle Village Chief."

Shen Qingci called the village head again.

Her expression was serious, and there was no joke at all.

The village chief thought for a while, and then said this to the villagers.

"Remove the explosives first, and we dig it ourselves."

"Okay," the other villagers weren't too reluctant. On the contrary, they were naturally willing. They were accustomed to farm work, and they were all young and strong laborers. A lot.

They listened to the village chief, who said what the village chief said.

Dozens of Zhuang married men dig again and again. In fact, although it is not as hard as the rocky mountain on the outermost layer, it is not that soft. After all, this is a mountain, not soil.

This digging is one day, and when the digging is into the night, someone will come to replace them for dinner, and the person who has replaced them will continue to dig.

"Sister, let's go back to eat. My mother made rabbit meat." Xiaodong came over and took Shen Qingci's hand. This rabbit was fried when the mountain was fried a few days ago. Ten big fat rabbits, just in time to eat meat.

The villagers divided all these rabbits, but left the fattest one for Xiao Dongniang.

Xiao Dongniang naturally knew that this rabbit was given to Shen Qingci by everyone. The main reason was that Shen Qingci was here, so they could end the nightmare that had lasted for thousands of years.

"Okay," Shen Qingci took Xiaodong's hand, but he couldn't help but turn his head back, the broken light in his eyes also fell slightly, what did he think of?

A rabbit was stunned by Xiao Dongniang, and she had tossed out several ways. Maybe Xiao Dongniang also put all her energy on this rabbit, and originally this rabbit was also fat and tight. , Don't look at the nearly seven or eight dishes, but the dishes on each plate are very real.

Eat more, Xiao Dongniang put a lot of meat in Shen Qingci's bowl, Shen Qingci really doesn't have much idea about meat, she still prefers steamed buns and pickles, but she won't let Xiao Dongniang go For the sake of face, she ate everything Xiaodongniang gave her, and even she ate what Xiaodong gave her, and after eating it, she seemed to be really held up.

After eating, she took advantage of the moonlight to pick up a lot of peach blossoms outside. I heard Xiaodong say that the peach blossoms here can bloom for another half a month, and after half a month, there are no flowers, only leaves. In a few months, it's time to eat peaches again.

And she also wanted to make more rouge out. These petals fell on the ground, which was a pity. These are all good materials for rouge.

The peach blossoms in Dongling are also different from other places. The peach blossoms here are more red, more colorful, and more fragrant. The rouge made is also very beautiful.

She also wanted some other colors, but she didn't know if she could match it, but she could try it with the peach blossoms 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 wind was blowing and the lights flickered, but they never went out.

The people here are more stubborn than she imagined.

She shook her head and continued to pick it up, and until she filled a basket of peach blossoms, she felt much better, her stomach didn't feel unusually bloated, and of course she could take a nap.