Silently noting down the direction from which the cries for help came, she looked at Lu Cijian and said, "When will the others arrive? The people in the mines can't wait too long. If there's a second collapse, it'll be all over."
I wonder what Jiang Dazhuang's current situation is, whether he's long gone or trapped in the collapsed mine.
The thought of that possibility sent chills down her spine.
Lu Cijian thought for a moment before saying, "It shouldn't take long. Let's go find someone first."
Knowing the seriousness of the matter, Wang San would surely inform the people of Moge as soon as possible. Since this matter involves the government, Zhu Shichang would probably not let it go without someone else intervening.
Instead, they might turn around and accuse you.
Jiang Yimian nodded and went down into the mine with Lu Cijian.
The mine was quite deep, about ten meters deep, with only a few ropes tied to trees outside, offering absolutely no safety.
Fortunately, both of them were quite strong and easily made it down into the mine.
The mine was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, but you could vaguely hear knocking sounds and the sound of metal hitting stone coming from several directions.
Jiang Yimian took out a flashlight to illuminate the path and then discovered that there was a path in all directions.
Lu Cijian glanced at the things in her hands, but didn't say anything. Hearing the voices coming from several directions, he pointed to the road directly ahead and said, "Go this way, there are people talking inside."
Jiang Yimian nodded.
The two had walked for a short while when they saw a light ahead, with a lit oil lamp casting a faint glow on the rock face.
Although it was still somewhat dark, the situation inside the cave was still visible.
Jiang Yimian then put away the flashlight. She didn't mind Lu Cijian knowing her secret, but it would be troublesome if others found out.
After walking for a while, the two finally heard the sound of wielding metal weapons clearly.
The sounds of iron clashing against stone were crisp and clear, mixed with angry curses and heavy breathing.
"Get to work properly, Brother Zhao said if you don't dig properly today, none of you will get any food." A shifty-eyed man leaned against the stone wall, watching the people in front of him digging incessantly, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.
The workers ignored the other party and dug into the rubble and gravel on the ground with increasing force, as if they were venting something.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Chen Dagou became a little annoyed. "Did you hear me? I told you to dig as hard as you can, but don't hold me back. If you leave me without food, I won't let you off the hook today."
Upon hearing this, a dark-skinned, thin man couldn't take it anymore. He threw down the axe in his hand and cursed, "Chen Da Gou, you can't just call yourself a dog and actually be a dog for those bastards. Can't you see how many people have died on this mountain?"
Just now, the mine collapsed, burying at least twenty people. And you're still thinking about food? Are you even human?
Chen Dagou said indifferently, "What does it have to do with me? It's not me who died. If you're so capable, why don't you go save people instead of arguing with me?"
Believe it or not, I'll go tell Brother Zhao, and not only will you get no food today, you'll also get whipped.
The dark-skinned, thin man was furious and rushed over to punch someone, but several people nearby pulled him back. "Alright, he's right. We can't even manage ourselves, so how can we manage others?"
"We might be the next ones to die. Every day we live is precious; what if we get a chance to get out someday?"
Compared to the others in the mine, they were considered to be doing relatively well.
Although Chen Dagou has a sharp tongue and doesn't work, he knows how to please people and always manages to get more food for them.
A man bending down to pick up stones in the corner heard this and said emotionlessly, "Early death is a relief, it's not necessarily a bad thing."
The dark-skinned, thin man could no longer contain himself upon hearing this and shouted, "Wang Jinbao, are you sick? Your own family is all dead, and you don't want to go out? Don't assume everyone else is like you."
We were all kidnapped here. We have families back home, and we want to go back.
Wang Jinbao didn't even glance at the group, and said emotionlessly, "Well, I wish you all a speedy exit."
After saying that, he turned straight into the cave next to him.
The dark-skinned, thin man was taken aback, clearly stunned, and had no idea what he meant.
The person next to him said, "Ignore him. I heard he was one of the first people to be brought up the mountain. There are not many left alive. He has seen a lot of dead people. He probably has some mental problems."
Sigh, forget it, everyone's already in a bad situation, let's avoid infighting.
The dark-skinned, thin man nodded and said nothing more.
He had only been there a short time and still couldn't quite understand the people here. He wondered why they seemed so lifeless and hopeless. He believed that the government officials would surely find them and rescue them.
As they were talking, the small flames that had been leaping on the rock wall suddenly went out.
Chen Dagou was somewhat dissatisfied, "What a lousy oil lamp! It went out for no reason, and there was no wind."
As he spoke, he took out a tinderbox and relit the oil lamp.
The cave was the same as before. Wang Jinbao was nowhere to be found, but he didn't care. He just said irritably, "That guy must have gone to slack off. I'll definitely give him less food today."
Wang Jinbao had just turned into a secluded corner and was carefully taking something out of his pocket when two people suddenly appeared in front of him. He was startled but didn't cry out; he just stared blankly at the two people in front of him.
Seeing that he seemed frightened, Jiang Yimian quickly said, "Don't be afraid, we're not bad people. Your name is Wang Jinbao?"
Wang Jinbao didn't speak, but glanced at the man next to him, swallowed hard, and said, "This isn't a good place. I don't know how you got in."
I advise you to leave immediately. If you are discovered by others, you won't be able to leave.
Having spent over three years in the mine, he had become somewhat numb. At first, when he saw the two, he assumed they were people who had been kidnapped and were trying to escape, but upon closer inspection, he realized something was amiss.
The two looked relaxed, without the slightest sign of panic, as if they had come on purpose.
Jiang Yimian just smiled and said, "You're just like your parents. The first thing you say to us when you see us is to tell us to leave quickly."
Wang Jinbao was taken aback, seemingly not quite understanding.
Jiang Yimian continued, "In that small village near the Dragon Mountain Range, your son's name is Wang Dabao, right? He said he misses you."
Your parents are also waiting for you to come home.
Wang Jinbao froze, his previously lifeless eyes suddenly brightening, and his voice choked with emotion, "You, you mean me, my parents and children are still, are they still alive?"
He thought they had been killed by those people long ago. He had been living in a daze all these years, wanting to die several times but coming back to life. It was as if God was against him, not letting him die even in death.
But now, he is grateful that he is still alive and can hear that his parents and son are all well.
Jiang Yimian nodded, her gaze falling on the somewhat dirty object in his hand, whose original appearance was no longer discernible.
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