Chapter 10 Chapter Five Venus Bones

The news spread alarmingly: Zhang Busan left, bid farewell to his fellows and the Golden Terrace, took advantage of the vast clouds and mist, and disappeared from the attention of the barn people.A peddler who claimed to come to the ancient gold field every year said that he saw Zhang Busan's figure being pushed into the mountains south of the ancient gold field by a gust of cold air.Hearing that big gold was dug out there, the desperate Zhang Busan wanted to dip it all. "He took the girl away?" "Sister? I know, he has a sister, alas! Such a handsome girl, I heard he sold it."

"sold?" "Whether it was sold or given to someone else, I don't know the details. Anyway, he didn't bring it. When I came in the morning, I saw her basking in the sun under the eaves." Brother Barn's excitement is self-evident.The abandoned donkey girl now naturally belongs to him.He foolishly bought a flowered headscarf from a peddler, and with his hands hanging down, he stood proudly on the open space in front of the gold terrace stone kiln. The barn people have never had the habit of wearing handkerchiefs, and the sleeves are shiny when they wipe their noses. They have wiped their noses since they were young, and they have been wiped until they are old; Poor style.Now, a brand-new handkerchief was suddenly tied to the belt of the barn brother, and it was printed with bright red flowers.Yes, he couldn't put a towel in his pocket.The inside of the pocket is dark. The day before yesterday I packed cigarette powder, yesterday I packed steamed eggs, and I was lucky enough to pack a piece of fat white water meat in the first month of last year. It is not a trace of life left in the long history.Dirty this hand towel is equivalent to dirty his handsome heart that dances for women, and the water will not wipe it clean.Don't care about it, jokes and surprises are up to him, his brother in the barn is not the kind of country-minded character who can't hold a catty in two or two bottles.Sometimes the pig iron will add to his glory, but the gold will lose its color when he is transported away. It is time for him to shine.

"Brother Gucang, why do you buy floral towels?" Someone asked him. Everyone knows that Brother Gucang is going to Jilingchuan, to a woman with the spirit of flowers, but the joke is not for nothing, and the boring life needs condiments. "It works," he said. "Bring it here and let me use it first." Zhou Litong tore off the handkerchief, put it on his head, and walked forward humming: Infected by his obstinacy, the barn brother also sang along.Suddenly felt that the chest cavity was blocked, felt sad, and shouted regretfully: "Damn, donkey girl is a moon talent, beautiful body, sleep in a daze?"

"Sleep well! Sleep well!" Several people said. "What are you going to sleep on? Go to sleep with your mother!" Brother Gucang cursed, he felt that people had desecrated his true feelings as clear as water, as pure as gold, as pure as stone, and felt that these were illuminated by the same sun and blackened by the same wind All the villagers who lost their faces and were fed by the same soil did not understand him.Only he understands himself, and only he is the first clean, upright and beautiful person in the world.That donkey girl has a clear eye on the spring, and a piece of transparent jade, held in her hand, in her mouth, in her bosom, placed on the tip of her heart, for fear that the wind and rain will get it dirty.

"Come back! Give me the towel." He yelled at Zhou Litong, waiting for him to turn around, and hurried away.He was to defend the handkerchief and be proud of the sanctity of that defense.The proud result was that the handkerchief was judged in half with a hiss.He kicked Zhou Litong down, and Zhou Litong naturally wanted to retaliate by grabbing the handkerchief.He shook half of the handkerchief and asked repeatedly: "What to do? What to do?" "Stain it! Stain it with saliva!" Zhou Litong got up, looked at the half red flower in his hand, and licked it with his tongue.

Brother Gucang snatched it away, and flicked and shook it. Seeing that the thick saliva could not be removed by shaking, he rubbed it back and forth on the skirt of his clothes. There was dirt on the skirt of the clothes, and the more he rubbed the towel, the dirtier it became.He stomped his feet and smacked his lips in anger, and wanted to vent his anger to Zhou Litong, but the other party had already slipped away.The onlookers laughed.Brother Gucang looked helplessly at the two halves of the handkerchief, raised his hand, and threw it away. The two halves of the flower towel were entangled and fluttered in the air, then fell headfirst, slid forward by rubbing against the ground, and finally disappeared.Brother Gucang watched with pity, and suddenly had a heart-pounding impulse, the germination of a lust that could not be controlled by reason.He felt that he was already very tired and needed to rest, and what relieved his fatigue the most was the big clay kang in Sister Lu's house, and the fragrant and soft breasts that he could sleep soundly on it all night.Zhang Busan has already given her to him, as long as she is willing, she will belong to him forever.He wanted to go to her right away, but when he turned around, he knew that he couldn't leave.He had to try his luck with the guys.The gold he longed for has made him lose his freedom, and what he needs is precisely this golden and terrible imprisonment.

The people in the barn had already discovered that the fight with the people in Weizi had long delayed their time.They left the entrance of the kiln one after another, looking for the vacant land where they thought there was a large piece of gold placer on the slope where other gold diggers dug their pits, and when they found it, they hurried to work.This action surprised the barn brother. How did they start without his order?According to the usual practice, he should gather everyone together, build a new altar, and make a passionate oath in front of the ancestors—praise unity, reject dispersion, whoever digs the gold will hand it over, and everyone will share it equally when it's over.In the depths of the wilderness where death is imminent and terror is haunted at any time, there is no reason for anyone to get rid of the dependence on the township gang.But now they just want to embody the spirit of unity in using one pot, eating one kind of food, sleeping like a nightmare and fighting against the people around them. As for the gold, it seems that whoever digs it belongs to him.

"Stop! Stop! Come here!" He ran over and shouted to his own people.But the guys were too focused on the gold deep in the ground to pay him any attention, not even to look up.Only the wind is obedient, drifting in quietly, getting into his trousers, and moving on his bare legs. "Come here! Assemble!" His shout was blown away by the wild wind, like the chirping of a wild bird making people indifferent.Annoyed, he walked over and stood in front of a pit that had been dug in for more than half a meter, and tore Zhou Litong who was shoveling the soil and turned around: "Did you hear that?"

"What?" Zhou Litong blinked and looked at him puzzled. "A brainless pig who wants to hold gold bricks but doesn't know how to hold them. Can digging like this be successful?" "Why not?" Zhou Litong asked irritably. "Assemble!" He said, and went to reprimand people at other pits.Zhou Litong lowered his head and began to work again.The invisible competition has already begun, everyone wants to dig the gold first, everyone thinks that they occupy the best terrain, and everyone wants to become a rich man after working day and night. Brother Gu Cangji finished reprimanding others, then looked back at Zhou Litong, suddenly felt a burst of depression, and at the same time became more sober, people have already regarded his actions as jealousy and meddling.He stood quietly for a while, seeing that no one followed him, he sighed and shook his head.Why bother, he is also a hard-blooded man, if he leaves others, he will live better than anyone else?But now, with one arm hanging over his chest, he couldn't hold the shovel or dig the earth, as if he couldn't do anything without going around yelling and hindering people.

Go to sleep, sleep him personally faint gold black, forget the world forget the world.As he walked forward, he suddenly felt joyful and relaxed, and even had a kind of gloating pleasure: if he continued to dig in this way, he would not be able to dig out a few taels of gold in ten or nine years.The result of the guys sweating is not as good as he has a few sweet dreams. However, you have to find a good place to sleep.If you don't want gold, you can't miss girls.He turned towards the audience, and suddenly remembered his sister-in-law.The sister-in-law treats him well and often says: "Gancang family, when will you marry a wife? Our grandma is gone, we should make arrangements, but your elder brother has become paralyzed, why should I worry about you alone?" Mile." He said in his heart; "Sister-in-law, I have now, I have... Don't worry about me, you can worry about elder brother's illness." He became happy.

The wilderness, the turmoil of the atmosphere in the wilderness, the sad and vigorous style in the atmosphere, rises from the two deep black holes on people's faces.The wind is no longer blowing, and the sun's spots are pouring quietly, like golden snow. Autumn is deep, and suddenly it is as deep as a woman's eyes, like the black thoughts that have become heavy in a man's heart in search of gold. Those anxious and rash people who climbed the golden platform soon dug up something, but it was not gold, but the bones of white people.What is even more surprising is that there are so many remains of these ancestors, as long as the two-meter-thick ground is uncovered, they can be seen everywhere, emerging one after another.It seems that a huge golden platform is all made of bones.People were very excited at first, thinking that the kind of pure gold they were looking forward to was not naturally generated, but was used by human beings thousands of years ago to show off their wealth or accumulation in their pockets. Use strength, sweat, excitement, and the rough hands of the peasants who have the tradition of digging, just dig in all at once.There is no such charming blue sand here, and there is no need to use the keel gold bed to wash the winnowing sieve. The five senses are the best gold detection radar.People use wide-eyed eyes to search carefully among the stones and human bones in the loose soil, and sometimes they crawl on the ground and put their ears to listen to the omens that only seasoned gold field adventurers can distinguish. The subtle sound of gold appearing.And the act of inhaling lightly with their noses touching the ground shows that they are instantly close to nature.Abandon thinking and understanding, and only use the senses to express intimacy with fate, feel the warmth and intimacy of the earth, and quickly and accurately judge the arrival of good luck or the slight but severe rejection. Finally, with the dark night creeping in, their energy was exhausted, and all that was left was indecision, frustration and confusion.Disappointment came unexpectedly in the dementia look, and sighs flowed endlessly between the cracked lips, piling up high around like white bones.They guessed sideways, who belonged to these bones in front of them?How many years has it been buried?Why do they gather here, pushing the atmosphere of terror and suffocating white out of the formation?ghost!Only the ancient spirits and old souls who have been wandering for thousands of years know.They have insight into everything, and these ghosts are the masters of old bones everywhere.All of a sudden, those skeletons that were casually piled up by the gold diggers stood up neatly in the night, opened their fist-sized eyes, bared their snow-white teeth, and grinned at the figure.Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked around in panic, only to find that every time there was a trembling laughter, there was a flash of strange and treacherous bright colors.Gradually, there were more laughter, one after another.Yingying Yeye's flames intersected into a piece of resplendent and resplendent hell light, hanging on the gray golden platform.People could no longer stand still, they tried their best to find an open space without accumulation of human bones, huddled together, shivering.But the barn people came from all directions and quickly hid in the stone kiln. At about midnight, on the golden platform where everything was dead, there was a sudden rush of people rushing.First, the bearded man who first boarded the gold platform led his people away decisively. Then, thousands of gold madmen withdrew one after another, and they no longer had the dream of digging holes and picking gold lumps.The hopes of the gold diggers can only be placed in the green sand layer in the four fields, and they can only support the golden bed of the keel, and use the holy water of the Jiling River to wash out the golden light bit by bit.The moon rolls away, the stars go away, followed by the convergence of ghost laughter and the extinguishment of the light of hell, the return of silence, and the silent drifting of the breeze.But in the stone kiln on the west slope, the barn people are still sleeping soundly, rumbling and snoring. It was late at night, and the stars and the moon appeared again, floating lightly in the void.Zhou Litong, the most spiritual among the barn people, was pierced by a bright light.He stared blankly at the top of the kiln, trying to recall why he woke up.For a moment he touched the cotton padded jacket filled with pillows.Now, the piece of gold that is pressed in my heart is still there.He was relieved, and licked his astringent palate with his tongue, feeling thirsty and urinating.He got up and put on his cotton coat, looked towards the entrance of the kiln, and saw the golden light shining outside the kiln.The golden light waved in and pulled his body out.He came outside the kiln, blinked his eyes and searched the ground for a long time, but found that there was no shining golden light.He unbuttoned his belt and pissed into the night.There was a lot of urination, and he felt that there was a dead silence around him, and the gold diggers disappeared without a trace, as if the original noisy scene was just a dream.He shuddered, realizing that it was starlight and not golden light that had shone at him just now.But as soon as this thought came out, the distant stars suddenly approached him, shining brightly and dazzled the eyes.gold!He almost yelled, and walked over quickly, but he couldn't reach Jin Zi after walking for a long time.He looked around, and found that the surroundings were piled with white bones; he found that the stars were moving away quickly, the golden light disappeared, and they were floating around like ghosts of fireflies.He trembled all over, turned around and walked back, walked for about half an hour without seeing the entrance of the kiln.He stood still, realizing that he had been bewitched and lost his way, and Yinghuo in front of him told him that he seemed to be going to visit the haunt of ghosts.He was so frightened that he screamed for his mother, and found that there was no mother in the mysterious Gujinchang, so he had to ask for help for his legs.The legs are so stiff that they don't bend at all, like wooden stakes, like the stilts in the first month of the hometown, they are pounded straight to the ground.The ghost hit the wall, the ghost stumbled, countless ghost hands came from the darkness and dragged him.He didn't dare to call mom anymore, he called him Lord, God, Grandfather, Emperor Guan, God of Wealth, and Grandpa Chang'e who was despising him in the sky right now.The sky and the earth are not as loud as his yelling, his yelling was so loud that smoke came out of his voice, and no grandpa came.Terrified, he sat down on the ground.A dark figure came around from behind him and stood in front of him.He was so frightened that he was about to jump up, but the black shadow stretched out his hand to hold him back. "What are you doing here?" Zhou Litong thought the voice was very familiar, looked up carefully, only to find that it was Li Jiujiu.He didn't expect that Li Jiujiu had been following him since he left the stone kiln. "The stars are stuck to the ground, I'll take them as if they were gold." "You can't be too greedy, you already have gold." He was about to deny it when he saw Li Jiu raised his hands, and between his hands was a stone glowing blue.The stone fell.He fell to the ground with a scream.Li Jiujiu threw himself on him and hurriedly took off his cotton coat.The night before dawn grows darker and darker, like a man's black desire.The piece of gold was transferred from the dead Zhou Litong to Li Jiujiu's arms. Li Jiujiu suddenly felt extremely nervous, jumped up and ran.His face also seemed to be reshaped quickly by something, and humbleness and horror were firmly embedded in his eyes. It was already bright when the donkey girl opened the door, and the sun rolled along the Jiling River, and suddenly rolled up to the top of the distant mountain.The sun slanted down, illuminating the fir tree opposite with golden light.Also covered in golden light was the man with his sleeves under the tree. She stared at him in astonishment, blinked her eyelids for a while, and found that he had already walked in front of her, so she straightened her face, with a hint of sadness in her eyes, and asked him coldly what he was doing here.He hesitated for a while before saying: "I'll wait outside for you to get up." She gave him a watery glance. "Sister, hey, mine." He couldn't help pulling out the evil laughter from his chest with his teeth, and said, "Your man said, I am your man." She didn't understand, and raised her eyes in panic to look at the road he came from: "Do you still want to be beaten?" He smiled naively: "Sister..." "Do what?" "Is there any water? I'm thirsty." He wanted to enter the house before talking. She hesitated for a moment, then turned to pour water. He slipped in quietly, but was pushed out by a girl who was carrying a bowl of water.He felt his forehead was hot, and when he touched it, his palms were wet and greasy, and beads of sweat fell down.He took a few sips from the bowl and sweated even more.He gripped the cuff with his fingers.He raised his arm and wiped it, and saw her handing over a hand towel without saying a word.He caught it, took a closer look, forgot to wipe off his sweat, and called out again foolishly: "Sister..." "What are you doing?" She picked up the bowl, gave him an annoyed look, turned around and entered the room, took out two white steamed buns, and handed them to him like beggars, "Take them home and eat them!" He understood that she didn't want him to enter this warm room, so he looked into her eyes to see if there was anything else in it, or hints or regrets or expressions of silent agreement.Nothing, nothing, empty, with the clarity and openness of the wilderness. "Go away! If you don't go, you will be in trouble." She said, "Women are worthless, digging for gold is important!" "You are mine, no matter how valuable you are, you are mine." "I have a man." She said, sighed softly, turned around and closed the door gently. Brother Gucang stood in a daze, and found that the Suhua towel was still clutched in his hand. He quickly stretched his fingers, fearing that the oily and sweaty hands would stain it.He covered his face and smelled it, the sweet and warm smell filled his nostrils and lungs, the same smell as the breasts of the donkey girl he imagined.He smelled it, and couldn't help but go over and open the door, and peek inside.He was so focused that he didn't notice any strange changes. He was pushed into the threshold from behind and shoved to the ground again.Someone held him down, and then someone threw a quilt to cover him for a moment.He wanted to lift it off, but the four corners of the quilt seemed to be riveted by something, and he couldn't lift it no matter what. "Who?" He asked in surprise, but he heard a deep and hoarse voice asking him as if squeezed out of the wall: "The barn man, do you want to die or live?" He felt that his chest was stuffy, and he just wanted to exhale and didn't dare to speak too much.The voice went on: "If you want to live, stand upright, if you want to die, jump up, the stick is on the top of your head, the harder you jump, the better." He was so frightened that his hair stood on end, his heart pounded violently towards his throat, and with a loud roar, he threw off the quilt and the person on his body.He stood up and ran, and within two steps, he was caught by something soft, and a horse fell to the ground, and the hand that was healing was just pressed under his ribs, causing him to howl in pain . He was blindfolded again.He heard a girl's scream, as if she was beaten because of him again, or as if she was begging those who came to intercept him not to be too cruel to him.He was lying on the ground in a daze, like a lifeless stone, left alone by time and everything in a blind spot where the sunlight could not reach, and could never return to the world. "Ganners, if you want to live, you have to trade gold for your life." Hearing that the voice belonged to Zhang Busan, he didn't want to say or do anything, as if he was going to die. Then he heard the girl talking: "He has no gold, and his gold has been robbed, I have seen it with my own eyes." The quilt was thrown off, Zhang Busan dragged him up, and shouted at him, "Stealed it? Who? Tell me! I'm trustworthy, as long as you speak out, you can live." With a loud noise, Shi Mantang next to Zhang Busan knocked a birch stick onto a bench.The stool suddenly split.Brother Granary trembled all over and shouted, "Let me go!" Zhang Busan let go of his hand.But Shi Mantang raised the big stick, ready to smash it down at any time.Brother Gucang looked at the big stick, then at the donkey girl who was staring at him eagerly, and lowered his head in grief and indignation. "Tell me! Who is that person who robbed you of your gold?" Sister Donkey asked him almost pleadingly.This voice made the granary brother unable to be strong anymore, and said sadly: "Let me go, I'll take the gold from Zhou Litong." As soon as the words fell, the big stick in Shi Mantang's hand fell down.The granary brother felt that there was darkness in front of him, and he staggered to the ground.Then there was another round of punching and kicking.He passed out.Zhang Busan had someone drag him outside the door and into the fir forest, stripped off his clothes, and hung him upside down with a rope.They thought of Lianxi, how Lianxi died, and how the barn man's gold treasurer should die.Afterwards, they hurried towards the Golden Terrace.In the rush, they overlooked an important issue: as long as there are people, there will be kindness.Donkey girl is kind.No sooner had they left than she plunged into the fir woods. At dawn, the barnmen gathered on the terrace, talking in amazement about the other gold diggers who disappeared overnight.Zhou Litong also disappeared, so Li Jiujiu volunteered and took a few people to look for him.About one mile away from the Golden Terrace, they found Zhou Litong's body.They concluded that Zhou Litong was beaten to death by the gold diggers, and there was no need to investigate why he died.Probably he said the wrong thing or farted wrongly, which made people angry.There were so many people, and there was a lot of chaos, and they were all reckless men who became very angry because they didn't dig gold. Killing a person was like throwing a handful of dust, and no one cared.They buried Zhou Litong on the spot and returned to the golden platform.Just then, the Wei Ziren appeared. When the Weizi man bypassed the barn man's sight and emerged from the south side of the golden platform, the barn man's subconscious move was to pick up the guy and run towards the top of the golden platform.Hundreds of people stood in several rows on the uneven top of the platform. The front was a strong man, the middle was a little older, and the back were those half-sized men with hairless mouths.They carried shovels, shovels and wooden sticks, and they went out unanimously.The surrounding people yelled and climbed up densely, thinking that the barn people would faint in fright and run away with such a heart-pounding voice, but they didn't expect the other party to fight back. The fight began.Clothes were torn, flesh and blood splashed everywhere, shouts and screams mixed together, and the shadow of death followed behind everyone.After a while, the surrounding people retreated like flowing water, until they retreated to Zhang Busan who was supervising the battle on the slope.Zhang Busan looked at them coldly, and pointed the shovel in his hand to the ground.He didn't expect that this attack would fail. According to his assumption, after the granary brother was blocked by the donkey girl, it would no longer be possible for these granary people who lost the golden treasurer to gather together to fight violently.With the mark of shame on his face and spasms of restrained murderous muscles, he yelled loudly and prepared to organize the second attack. The shouts broke out again, and the people in Wei Zi rushed forward with a murderous look.The result was the same as last time, they retreated one after another.But Zhang Busan's goal was achieved. Shi Mantang and a few strong men he assigned to drag the two barn people away from the barn crowd along the landslide, but they didn't drag them down immediately.A group of barnmen rushed to the rescue.At this time, the people from Weizi rushed up again under the leadership of Zhang Busan, and the cold light of the iron shovel flashed strangely with a buzzing sound.The barn people were about to rush down to fight, when there was a bang, a human head fell in front of their feet, and then another, blood sprayed up and splashed on their faces.The head was thrown by Shi Mantang—the two barnmen who were dragged away did not wait for their companions to rescue them.The landing of the head meant a warning to others, and the barn people felt a little stage-frightened, and after a moment of hesitation, the opponent's shovel flew in front of them.Li Jiujiu shrank his head, and stepped back first, and in his panic, he didn't forget to cover his cotton-padded jacket with his hands tightly, as if the people around him were aiming at the piece of gold on his body.When one person loses, many people will follow. The barn people push each other and huddle together, retreating steadily.When they gasped heavily and stopped to caress the scars on their faces, they found that they had retreated to the slope.They looked around in horror, looking for a way out and hope, but what they found was their golden shopkeeper. The barn brother appeared.He crawled up from the stage, raised his head with difficulty, gritted his teeth and silently watched his fellows.The barn man stood still like a nerd, scanning every part of his body with his eyes: the exposed bloody flesh, the face covered with bruises, dry eyes, wet chin, mouth full of saliva and blood Foam flowed out one after another. Li Jiujiu was the first to understand and ran to help him.As a result, other people also became turbulent, and stepped forward to surround their own treasurer Jin.They helped the granary brother over, intending to face the fight again.At this time, the Weizi people on the top of the stage began to move, which made the barn people baffled.When they suddenly realized that they had failed and had to leave here immediately amid the groans of the barn brother, a roar came from the other side of the terrace.After a while, following Li Changjiu's strange cry, the barn people saw that four walking tractors were outcropping, rolling rapidly along the slope, and the flying tires kicked up countless waves of dirt, rolling over with a rumble. , and rushed to the front in the blink of an eye.The barn people dispersed loudly, making way for a narrow passage.However, the leading tractor driven by Song Jincheng didn't go straight along the narrow road. The nose of the tractor tilted to the right, and then jumped suddenly, knocking a barn man to the ground.People started to back away, took a few steps back, then turned around and carried the barn brother to run away.Song Jincheng became more and more energetic. He stood on the base of the aircraft with his legs split, pressed his body against the nose of the aircraft that was bouncing up and down due to the uneven terrain, and sped up the speed suddenly. At this time, three other walking tractors also drove over.In the desolate and silent field, four tractors, ten times more proud than armored vehicles, chased the crowd with a burst of dust and smoke.The highly motivated Weizi people followed behind the tractor, galloping and roaring happily, praising this cruel and seductive violence.The fastest chaser is Zhang Busan.He was carrying a shovel and was on the same offensive line as the walking tractor.In the blink of an eye, he knocked down a man with his shovel.He stepped forward and stepped on the man's chest, glanced at the fleeing barn man not far away, and shouted, "Quickly tell me, who is Zhou Litong?" The man lay on the ground and suddenly howled: "Brother, don't kill me. I have gold, big gold." Zhang Busan was stunned for a moment, seeing that the man really took out a large piece of gold from the breast pocket of his cotton coat, he bent down and grabbed it, and asked him sharply, "Where did the gold come from?" He suspected the barn man. There is also a lot of big gold. "Zhou Litong's. I killed him. He beat your people to death with a big stick, and I killed him." Zhang Busan took a step back and stood excitedly for a moment.Suddenly, he fell to his knees, looked up at the sky, and said loudly in his heart: "God, God, you are perfecting me. When I kicked him out, how would I know that he has gold on him?" He remembered I missed the red fox that symbolizes good luck, and stared into the distance, hoping to see it again.In the distance is fog, covering everything.He looked back and found that the man was about to run away, so he slapped him with a shovel, just right on the other's ass.The man got down on the ground and didn't dare to move again. "Go away! Your grandpa Zhang likes gold but not life." Zhang Busan returned quickly, and put the piece of gold into the interlayer of his cotton-padded clothes while walking. The barn people withdrew, and Haobo's Gujinchang let go of the absurd and heroic fate, and let their four fellows die tragically under the armored car mounted by the native method.But the favoritism of fate is always limited. It gave the Weizi people victory, but also made them pay the price.Deceived by his own bravery and the panic of the barnman, a blue-faced man trying to show off overtakes Song Jincheng and goes too far on a rampage with a walking tractor.When Zhang Busan called for gold to withdraw troops—hitting a broken iron pot with a stone, the green-faced man didn't hear it, and others thought he was going around in circles trying to get back to the base camp.The man in the circle began to walk back, and the wind and dust filled the place, only he was still there.He scolded God, said he would have passed over his brother in the barn by this time if it hadn't been for this sudden crack to trap the tire.Maybe God shouldn't have scolded them, but before they could stop scolding, several barn people turned around and counterattacked.If the person didn't stop and the pick came first, he just heard a hum, and he didn't know anything.Then his body and the tractor made the sound of flesh and blood ripping apart at the same time. The sky is dead, a majestic scene.There are no more cries.Facing the shattered corpses and the lingering smell of blood, the grief has been shattered, and the pain seems hypocritical and superfluous.Only wordless melancholy brews new fights, new terrors and deaths.