Chapter 23 Unloading the Ling wrestler

At this time, the golden statue has been set up by a pile made of wood, and everyone is busy.

Fat Ma has squeezed to the front, and one person is talking nonsense. I learned that the golden statue was dragged here.

When it was found, it was stuck in the undercurrent of the stone crevice. What we see now is the effect of cleaning.

I looked up at the golden statue. When I looked at the face, I felt a little evil.

Someone stepped on the wooden stake and was still cleaning and handling the golden statue.

The masked old man also stepped on the stake and stayed for a while. My eyes kept staring at him, trying to see some flaws.

After the old man came down, the surrounding crowd dispersed around.

Someone commanded, "Slowly get it up, and the movement must be light."

With the sound, the golden statue moved with the wooden stake.

"It's up," someone shouted in surprise.

I looked away, and the golden statue left the ground.

The wooden stake, as a fulcrum, is rattling. It's about to break, I said. But at this time, no one paid attention to this side at all, and everyone gathered and stared nervously at the statue rising.

The stake clicked again, and it didn't work! I hurriedly shouted, "The stake is about to break!" My voice fell and everyone retreated.

At this time, the golden statue is one meter away from the ground. My voice reminds them.

But the people who operate in the near past dare not leave.

"Don't panic, put it down slowly," but before the words fell, the roaring golden statue fell down obliquely, and several people who didn't have time to escape were all pressed down below.

They cried in pain. I ran forward and carried the golden statue, but it didn't work at all. "Come and save people!" I shouted.

But their expressions are blank.

The clay figurine and Fatty Ma have come closer to lift the golden statue, but this undoubtedly does not work at all with the pebblestone.

The person who was pressed below moaned in pain a few inches away from me, but there was nothing I could do. I shouted again, and finally some of them moved. Finally, they all came up to help.

Hundreds of people worked together to raise the golden statue. The injured person was pulled out.

"It's useless. If you pull it out, you will become a useless person," humanity.

I stared at him and said, "If there is any hope, you should not give up a life."

The man ignored me.

In fact, those people died not long. After this episode, it did not affect their progress. What should they do?

The golden statue was soon corrected.

I stepped forward and said to the old man, "It's impossible for you to take it away!"

The old man ignored me.

I want to convince him that it is difficult to complete this project without modern equipment! I just wanted to speak. The old man said, "I have my own proportion."

I have no choice but to speak.

Fatty Ma came forward and wanted to get close to the master. First, he reported his name, household registration and home address, and almost said that he was raised in which year. Finally, he added: "Next time the old man has work to do, he will definitely call us!"

The old man nodded and turned away

Fat Ma laughed happily.

I said, "Fat Ma, what are you doing?"

"Old Sun, I am paving the way for us in the future." Fatty Ma said seriously.

The clay figurine also undeniably said: "His handwriting is indeed very big, which reminds me of a genre of tomb robbers, Unloading Lingshi. It is said that this school is good at entangling the power of robbers, rather than focusing on skills like other schools. And this old man's behavior is very similar to the style of this genre. The clay figurine added: "The unloading wrestlers, flourished in the Tang and Song Dynasties, fell in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and disappeared by the period of the Republic of China. Strangely, they called Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, the founder of the mountain.

"You know a lot!" Fat Ma said.

"That's what can happen if we don't have any knowledge in this industry!" The clay figurine replied.

If according to what the clay figurine said, he would have struggled with so many people, it must have taken a lot of effort and would not easily give up this golden body.

At this time, someone reported the time, 5 p.m. sharp.

Everyone dispersed and saw a team of people coming out from the canyon in one direction.

"What are they going to do?" The fat man asked.

The clay figurine said, "According to their style, maybe they are going to call someone." No way!" Fatty Ma said in surprise.

"It's not surprising if they are really unloaded ridge wrestlers. There are not many people like this for them."

After the team left, everyone sat on the ground and rested, and the wind in the canyon began to blow at night.

Fat Ma handed a cigarette to one of them and asked, "Why did you stop?"

The man took the smoke and said, "This thing will not be up for a while. The tools are not complete. Let's start work in the evening."

Wait until the evening. Suddenly, many vegetation and stones fell from the canyon. I was shocked and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't panic," said the man before, "this is our man." With that, he stood up and looked up.

I also looked there. There was moonlight tonight. The canyon covered by the canyon had been cleared out, and the moonlight shone down hazyly.

In our surprised eyes, dozens of people slipped from above.

The area at the mouth of the canyon must be enough for this golden statue to go out. The key is to see how they get it up. It is conservatively estimated that the mouth of the canyon is at least 20 meters from the ground.

It is completely impossible for ordinary wooden pile fulcrum to complete this work.

I was wondering what this group of people would bring. At this time, I heard a roaring sound, like a modern mechanical sound.

"I'm ready," there is humanity.

The steel cable pulley fell down, and they tied the golden statue with steel wire.

Fat Ma swallowed* and said, "Listen to this sound, it's like a crane!"

This sentence also shocked me. They are really powerful. Now they are still fighting for private criticism and opposing capitalism! They made such a big noise, which makes people have to accept their means.

Although the clay figurine knew enough, he couldn't help but be surprised at this time.

In the next second, the golden statue was dragged away from the ground and slowly left our sight out of the canyon.

After the golden statue left the ground, the crowd retreated like a tide, completely forgetting the existence of the three of us.

Soon, it will be empty here.

But there is still someone who hasn't left, that is, the old man.

He came over and said to us, "You go with me!"

I shook my head and refused. Fat Ma wanted to say something, but when he saw me shaking his head, he gave up. Standing firmly behind me, silent, and the clay figurine was even more so.

"This muddy water is not up by you. Come with me before you fall into the mud!" He said in a serious voice.

Fat Ma said, "Sir, don't persuade me. What our grandson decided will not change easily."

When I heard Fatty Ma call me Grand Master, I looked at him in surprise.

Fat Ma blinked at me. So I didn't ask him why on the spot.

The old man was obviously hesitant.

At this time, someone ran over and said a few words in the old man's ear. The old man who was supposed to talk turned around and left. We can see that there should be something urgent.

After he left, I felt much more relaxed.

I asked Fatty Ma, "What did you call me Grandpa just now!"

Fat Ma said, "Sun, you must be a layman! I just wanted to support you and raise your value so that I could negotiate with him.

What Fatty Ma said was serious, which made me a little embarrassed.

The clay figurine mocked Fatty Ma and said, "Life is held in other people's hands. What other conditions are there to talk about?"

"You... I... Forget it," I don't have the same experience as you. With that, he took out a cigarette from the clay figurine. Click it up.

In the originally crowded Grand Canyon, it is empty and completely unaccustomed.

The three of us talked nonsense for a while and stopped talking.

"Ghost!" Fat Ma shouted. The clay figurine and I immediately reacted.

"What's the matter? Where is the ghost?" Fatty Ma pointed to the front. I saw a virtual shadow standing, but I couldn't see it clearly.

Because all the lights have been removed, only the hazy moonlight shines at this time.

"Who is it?" The clay figurine asked rigorously.

"It must be a ghost!" Fatty Ma responded.

"No, there is a shadow," I said. Fatty Ma looked clearly at this time. He immediately scolded rudely, "Which turtle grandson dares to pretend to be a ghost in front of the fat master." With that, he took a big step forward. I didn't have time to hold him.

Soon came the scream of Fatty Ma, accompanied by: "If you have something to say, you will hurt your anger."

The clay figurine hurriedly ran up and saw Fatty Ma's hands being detained and locked back.

After Fatty Ma broke free, the clay figurine went forward and made a few moves with him. Although I was not a practitioner, looking at the action, the clay figurine must have fallen to the top.

After several rounds of the match, the two stopped at the same time. The clay figurine retreated to me and whispered, "It's awesome. I'm not my opponent."

Fat Ma seized the opportunity and rushed up again, but he hit the air, and then he was subdued. Ma Fatty said, "Good man, the so-called don't fight and don't know each other!"

At this time, I went up to play the round, and this virtual shadow was exactly Brother Jiang.

This is what you need. Jiang Erge pointed to what was piled up not far away.

Fat Ma quickly ran over and shouted, "Sun, come and have a look!"

It turned out that they left the tools they had searched from us before and also sent us some equipment

Fat Ma looked at Jiang Erge still standing there and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Jiang Erge replied easily, "I'm not going."

"What do you mean?" The clay figurine asked.