In the early morning, just as the sky was dawn, a few black shadows appeared like thieves, shrank their necks and waisted and appeared in the jungle halfway up the mountain above the Bubu stronghold. On a protruding big stone, Old Liu took out his notebook, right the sketch, looked at the mountain opposite, glanced at the front of him with his fingers, and confirmed that this was the place where the "lack and resentment array" was set.

Zhang Guozhong and Xiao Dasheng stayed here, put down their backpacks and prepared to set up a "lacky and resentment formation".

Standing in this place, you can probably see some parts of the stronghold. This so-called stronghold is actually a few broken houses built under trees at the foot of the mountain. It is completely different from the strongholds of the armed gang in "The First Blood" imagined by Zhang Guozhong. With the help of a telescope, you can find that there seems to be barbed wire around the stronghold. Because the vegetation is relatively lush, you can't see the situation in other places clearly. However, from this perspective, there seem to be quite a lot of people in the stronghold. It seems that there have not yet set off. On the few big trees next to the stronghold, there are several tree houses in groups of three or two, which is probably the "guardhouse" mentioned by Alson.

"Can there be patrols in this place?" At this time, Sun Ting and others had already headed to the cave. Zhang Guozhong put his backpack on the ground, took out things one by one, slowing down his speech and asked Xiao Dasheng.

"Shh!" Xiao Dasheng gestured his finger to his mouth, looked around alertly, pointed his finger at his mouth, and then used his hands to make a "press down" posture, signaling Zhang Guozhong to speak in a low voice.

"Oh, fuss..." Zhang Guozhong said intimately that even if there are patrols in this deep mountains and forests, it is impossible to be like a carpet-style search. Although there is a large stone in this place, it is a distance from that stronghold. Besides, the chirping birds in the woods are endless. If even speaking can be heard, how many people will be found in these drug dealers to be responsible for patrol...

After taking the materials, Zhang Guozhong picked up the compass, walked around the big stone, then inserted three wooden stakes into the ground, and dug a trench between the wooden stakes with a small shovel. Seeing Zhang Guozhong start working, Xiao Dasheng stretched out his hand and made a gesture of not speaking. Then he hid carefully into the grass, and soon there was no sign of people.

Although I worked as a laborer in Li Village for ten years and was a good at digging and digging ground, the current situation is a thousand miles apart from Li Village. There are all kinds of trees and rocks under the ground. You just need to use a saw to see a few times. In some places, you have to use a hand to dig. Although it is not too deep to see that the ditch is really sweating.

After about two hours, three two-meter-long and one foot deep grooves formed an isosceles triangle. The three vertices of the triangle were the three wooden stakes as thick as wine cups that were first inserted into the ground. Putting down the shovel, Zhang Guozhong was about to sit down and drink a sip of water when he suddenly felt a hand holding his neck and dragging it suddenly, as strong as a bear. With Zhang Guozhong's skills, he didn't even have the chance to look back, and was dragged into the grass like a dead dog.

"Who!" Zhang Guozhong's body was just stable, and the first thing he did was to pull out the dagger to fight back, but he found that the person who pulled him was Xiao Dasheng. At this moment, he was raising a finger to signal that he would not speak, then he made a trumpet with his hands and learned to scream birds in the direction of the cave. The backpack that had just been placed on the stone was taken over without any idea.

"What a fuck..." Zhang Guozhong looked at Xiao Dasheng blankly, thinking that this kid had fucked from there. With such skills, with his ability, he was really hard to carry one-on-one load. These border mountain villages are really hidden and crouching. It seems that Elxun has not been in vain for years in this area. He can find such a god...

After a few minutes, a vague voice came from the direction next to the stone. It seemed that someone was walking in this direction, and more than one person. As the sound gradually approached, Zhang Guozhong was also surprised. Three ragged militants were walking towards the stone. Judging from the arc-shaped magazine, they were carrying submachine guns. Looking around, on the hillside, except for the broken stone, which could barely be used as a cover, there was basically no tree that could block all people. If they really hit these three grandpas, it would be a disaster if 007 came...

Seeing the three people getting closer and closer to him, Zhang Guozhong became nervous and subconsciously held the sword handle of the Juque Sword with his hand. After all, it was already daytime, the weeds were not very high, and the concealment was not very good. Moreover, the pit he dug just now was there, and even the folding shovel was thrown in the grass next to the pit. If the three grandfathers were really discovered, it would not be difficult to find that he was, and it would be really miserable by then...

Whatever you are afraid of, I saw these three grandfathers walking to the stone, as if they had seen a ghost, suddenly became alert and began to observe the pit that Zhang Guozhong dug carefully, and said a few words from time to time. Zhang Guozhong's heart was already in his throat at this time. This is completely different from dealing with ghosts and monsters. Submachine guns are not a joke. Back then, Yun Lingzi was not afraid of refining a corpse kiln, but in the end he was also trapped under the gun? "Bless the ancestor...

The ancestor blessed..." Zhang Guozhong kept muttering, and sweat kept flowing down. At this time, Xiao Dasheng also opened his eyes wide and slowly put the gun on the gun. Seeing that the posture was ready to fight, "Damn, why can't even he be calm..." Zhang Guozhong thought to himself that something was wrong, thinking that if he had known this, Sun Ting had held the silent pistol for him. If he was shot with Xiao Dasheng's antique gun, even if these three people could be knocked down, it would probably alarm drug dealers elsewhere.

Even though he was nervous, Xiao Dasheng was not a fool. Although he had robbed him, he did not mean to shoot him. Instead, he was nervously staring at the movements of these people. He saw these three people saying one by one, one by one, not only did not have the intention of further searching, but there seemed to be some internal differences for the pit. At this moment, a man laughed and picked up the folding shovel used by Zhang Guozhong to dig the pit from the ground. The other two people immediately came over and talked endlessly.

"Finish..." Zhang Guozhong's heart skipped a beat. She was afraid of anything she was afraid of. Her mother was willing to do it. If she was really discovered, I would kill one of them with one knife, and then knock one down at the fastest speed. Xiao Dasheng shot down one again. These three people could basically handle it... The sound of the broken gun was not too loud and should not be too far... Holding Juque, Zhang Guozhong's plan was quite optimistic. Although he had never killed anyone, he had no choice at this time. It seemed that he could only deal with the three people on the other side as "solid" resentment...

Thinking about half of the scene, an unexpected scene happened. After the three grandfathers had arguing, they suddenly picked up a few thin branches from the ground and began to guess the length. After guessing two, one of them smiled and pinned the folding shovel to his waist. The three of them continued patrol again...

After about a minute or two, the voice of his speech gradually decreased and finally disappeared slowly. It seemed that the people had gone far away. Judging from the direction they left, the group of drug dealers seemed to be starting from the stronghold and patrolling the hillside in an "s"-shaped route. According to the patrol speed just now, this place must be patrolled at least six times a day.

"One bunch of two hundred and five..." Zhang Guozhong breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that these three people were really confused. If they had searched around for more than five meters, even if they looked at them a few more, they might have been discovered, and the whole plan might have been ruined. However, these three people did not say that they would take a step more and take a look at them more. They were so dereliction of duty that they could not even see themselves as the enemy. Alas, the big pot of rice killed people...

A few hundred meters away, the entrance of the cave.

It is said to be a cave, but it is actually just two meters high and a concave. There are several large stones horizontally inside. I hate that it was obviously artificially blown up. There is a flat land about three meters square outside the concave (the hillside is basically full of slopes, so this flat land looks extremely strange). The weeds on it are obviously lush than the slope next to it, as if fertilizers were applied manually.

When he first arrived at the entrance of this cave, Old Liu was really surprised. He came to this flat ground, opened the mess and looked at it again and again, and then pushed it a few meters away to look at the depression. He couldn't help but sigh, "Awesome! Little Japanese, amazing!"

"Mr. Sun, is there anything special here?" Sun Ting couldn't help asking.

"Mr. Sun, don't you think this piece of grass on the flat ground is different from that next to it?" Old Liu said.

"It seems... it's growing very vigorously..." Sun Ting also noticed the grass on the flat ground, "What's going on? Why do you think it's so powerful?"

"There is not even a bug on this flat ground..." Old Liu said, "I looked at the mountain twice, and it was a funnel-shaped trend. This concave is actually a 'turbulent mouth'. To put it bluntly, it is a gathering point of yin energy. There must be other arrays in the mountain, which is a bit like the yin-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-pull-up-thousand-

"What does Tao... mean?" Although Sun Ting also studied some Taoist terms when investigating Yun Lingzi's affairs, he still didn't understand these jargons that were similar to dialects.

"It's the ghost body... Those Japanese committed suicide in different ways because they dug this thing. The trench itself is the culprit that caused the flow of yin energy!" Old Liu curled his lips and said, "This thing is the atomic bomb in the evil path! In ancient times, there were many scumbags in Taoist sects the landlords and old money, and they used this thing. In modern terms, it can be regarded as a 'nuclear deterrent'!"

"Then shouldn't you even flow when you said that watering the swimming pool...?" Sun Ting was a little confused.

"That is to release, not flow. This place originally had no yin energy, but was drawn from other places. What we have to do is to let the yin energy that was drawn flow to other places. If it doesn't flow from here, then it will be fine..." After saying that, Old Liu took out a folding shovel and threw it to Sun Ting, and then used a dagger to draw a few lines in front of the open space. "Master Sun, my old bone cannot be moved. Come on, dig a few ditches according to the line I drew, one foot deep..."

Although Sun Ting had the strength to dig a trenches, he was not as good as Zhang Guozhong. He was digging halfway, and suddenly a few faint bird calls came from a distance. The third brother who was venting the wind on the tree jumped to the ground after hearing this, lowered his voice and chatted with Alxun...

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