"There are evil things in those stone pits."

"Let me tell you this. Manager Liu is guarding our stone yard. He is a member of the Li family, but I heard that the other stone yards were not sent by the Li family to guard and supervise, but the stone yard of their own requires others to be supervising. Do you think this is a strange thing?"

Speaking of this, the old mason's voice pressed down again, like the cold wind coming out of the cracks of the stone.

"I heard that the guards of the other stone yards are not human!"

"Not a human? What is that?"

The old mason shaking his head, and was about to say something else, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a supervisor coming here. He hurriedly silenced, waved the hoe in his hand vigorously, and chiseled the square gray-black earth and stones to make the squares of gray-black earth and stone sound.

"You are lazy, so I'm asking you to work, not to enjoy your happiness."

Ye Ku was just as excited as he heard it, but the old stone worker stopped talking halfway. A wave of scolding came from behind him, and the cold hilt poked his backbone.

He was too lazy to care about such people. He turned around and thought that he would have to just pass by if he had to pay for it. However, the supervisor looked him up and down, and exclaimed in disgust, pointed to the other side, and said, "Such thin person is also sent here. This little arm and calves are weak. Can you dig this big pool of rotten stones? Go and go there and help, get the digging of waste stones away, so that you and the pile of rotten stones will not be in this way, which will hinder the uncle's eyes."

This stone field is very large and can be called a vast land. It spans two mountain screens. With Ye Ku's eyes, he cannot see the boundary of the stone field.

To harvest flint, you must first dig a stone well. Only six stone wells were dug out in the entire stone yard. The hard work of quarrying was divided into six batches. Some were responsible for mining, while others specially cleaned up the dug waste stones, loaded them out of the stone well, and poured them into designated places.

There were far more than one supervisor in a stone well. Ye Ku was sent to clean up the waste stones. The waste stones were gray-black and piled up into a small hill. Some people were coming from shovels and shovels. With a whirlwind, they built up again, and they burst out like a mountain torrent, and they inevitably hit him.

The man smiled apologetically at Ye Ku, then held a shovel again, rushing to bring more waste stone shovels over.

Ye Ku looked at the gray-black waste stones built like a hill and thought to himself: "So much waste stone materials are allowed to be cleaned up by myself? I am really lucky."

But he didn't know that this stone well was quite small in scale and the output of not much flint was.

Just as he bent down to pick up the shovel on the ground, another shovel of gray and black earth stones was hit like a flower scattered. Naturally, these waste stone materials could not have hurt him. They were bounced away by an invisible force just three inches away from him.

"Hmm? This is..."

On the ground, there were some curved patterns in a piece of gravel waste, which immediately attracted Ye Ku's attention.

What kind of vision is what kind of insights you have. Ordinary people still have the saying that "seeing mountains are not mountains, seeing water is not water", let alone the difference between immortals and mortals? The patterns of these ghost talismans are inconspicuous to ordinary people, but they can arouse the interest of monks.

He used earth to move into his spiritual sense, carefully checked the gray and black waste stones that were like a hill, and found two pieces of gravel in it. The lines on them were straight or curved, and they were almost flattened. If Ye Ku had not been looking for it intentionally, it would have been impossible to find it.

"You are standing here stupidly since you came over there. You are rebelling against you. If you feel tired and can't do it, you can get out as soon as possible."

After hearing the advice, Ye Ku quickly loaded a truck of waste stones with a shovel, trotted out of the stone well, and came to the place where the waste stones were piled up.

There are more gray and black waste stones here. Compared with these, the "small hill" under the stone well is at most a small earth bunch. He was about to do the same and use earth to enter his spiritual sense. Before he could explore it, he felt a little strange.

These discarded stones are caged by the formation. If someone uses his spiritual sense to explore or break the formation, they will definitely be known to the people who set up the formation.

After listening to the old stonemason's story, he saw the unknown patterns on the waste stone material. Now it was the formation that covered the waste stone field. Ye Ku knew that it was not appropriate to act rashly at this time, so he suppressed his curiosity and pushed the cart down the stone well again.

"Boom!"

As soon as he went down, a rumbling sound came, the earth was shaking, and the gravel in the well was smashing down. The person who was quarrying was unstable, there were clanging sounds, and some people screamed in surprise.

There were no less than a hundred people in this stone well who were quarrying. Seeing the strange anger in the ground, they rushed out of the well like desperately, with a look of panic.

"What's going on?"

Ye Ku had a puzzled heart. The crowd weaved into a torrent in this narrow stone well, and he was rushing out with crowds of people. Naturally, he would not be squeezed by a group of mortals. He was only in the middle and flowed out of the stone well with the flow.

As soon as I reached the ground, I heard someone shouting loudly, maintaining the scene, "Don't panic, don't panic, it's not that I've encountered it before, why are you panic?"

Those experienced old stone workers basically climbed out, and there were a few new faces who struggled to squeeze out from the stone well. Some people were hit by the rocks in the well and their heads were bleeding. Many of them were covered in color. They were too messy just now, and they were only busy with their own lives. The crowded people were rubbed by the sharp edges of the stone and they were bleeding.

Soon, Ye Ku found the location of the old mason who had talked to him in the panic crowd, squeezed away the crowd, and came next to him.

Perhaps after hearing Ye Ku's words of "not able to eat" I felt a little sympathy. When the old mason saw Ye Ku, he pulled him over. Seeing that Ye Ku had no wounds on his body, he said in surprise: "Everyone says that thin people are smart. You are really good boy, you didn't trip a little."

"Lucky, brother, what happened just now?"

The old mason holds Ye Ku's shoulder and hugs him to a place with a few people, saying, "Didn't I tell you just now? You were assigned to our stone yard, and that's why you're lucky."

"You will know that the sound just now is nothing strange, but the shaking of the earth is not the root of our stone field, but..." The old stone worker pointed to the deeper part of Quping Mountain and stopped his words.

Ye Ku felt awe in his heart. He had seen the depth of Ishii. He just shook that moment, no matter how fast your legs were, there were more than a hundred people, and no matter how many people were buried below.

"Three more dead, it's really bad luck these days." Not far away, a man who looked like a supervisor wiped the lime from his face, spat on the ground, and cursed.

When the old mason saw that the boy in front of him seemed to be frightened, he raised his big hand and slapped Ye Ku's chest, saying, "What's the point of being afraid of you? Follow me and keep it, every time you can save your life."

The quarry men were still in shock, and were more or less glad that they had their legs and feet and had saved their lives.

After being shot, Ye Ku nodded awkwardly and asked again: "Fortunately, I was sent to clean up the waste stones just now. Lao Gao, who had been transported out of the pile of rotten stones, had not seen anyone come to take them away. Isn't he going to fill the stone well back in the future, right?"

As if he was amused by Ye Ku's whimsical thoughts, the old masonry glanced at the place where waste stones were piled up and sneered: "Just said you are smart, you can fill it back for him when you are full. I don't know what those people do with these waste stones. Once, I saw Lao Gao piled up the day before yesterday. I came back one night and disappeared. What do you care about? Why are we worried about these things?"

"Shut up!"

The person who looked like a foreman was in a very bad mood. The cloudy shop shouted loudly, like a thunder blew up, and the crowd that was still noisy the moment before suddenly calmed down.

"Now that I have shaken it, I will go down the well and continue digging."

"Going down the well now? What if there is an earthquake again later?"

"Yes, I didn't say that there were these dangers when I came."

"That's right, if I knew I would be buried alive, I wouldn't have bet on this life for money."

Some new quarrymen who came yesterday complained, while the older quarrymen were expressionless, as if they were dissatisfied with the reactions of these newcomers and were almost numb.

The supervisor naturally knew that a group of new people had just arrived yesterday. He seemed to have expected someone to say this. He sneered and patted his palm, and shouted: "The Li family took the money to buy your bad life. Don't toast me one by one and not eat the penalty!"

Not far away, a rock as big as a millstone exploded with a bang, and the gravel splashed, and the cracks of the cracks rubbed against the wounds of some men. They took a breath of cold air in pain.

Many of the newcomers were full of anger but did not dare to vent. If that palm hit them, how could it be?

"Forget it, don't fight with them. Just take the money and leave after the whole life." Many old quarries advised.

Even if you dare to be angry, you dare not speak, and you can't fight if you speak.

Ye Ku heard what the old stone worker next to him said, but his mind was not here, but surrounded the stone woods, which was completely different from the noise beside him.

It was still early in the morning, and the red sun was covered by the mountain screen and he could not see his true face.

The morning breeze passed through the forest, through the gap between the dense branches and leaves, and whispered quietly, as if a ghost was crying and complaining. Perhaps the gust of wind was too light and could not blow away the thin layer of morning mist in the forest. The fog gently surrounds, like a piece of white silk.

The tree was shaking, and something was gently shook it, nodding back and forth like a phoenix.

There are people guarding this stone well. These people are either in the forest or around the stone well, wearing swords and armor. Everything that happens in the stone well is indifferent. Perhaps the sword will be unsheathed only when a quarry tries to escape.

Suddenly, the tree swayed even more powerfully, as if a ghost was tearing and shaking off countless leaves.

A group of birds were startled in the forest, and a voice was raised.
Chapter completed!