Liu Santai was very unhappy. What happened today made him feel very bad. He had to go down the mine today. He was a little absent-minded. This was a very dangerous thing.

When it was time to go down the mine, Liu Santai drilled into the mine. He walked to the working face. That day, the working face was not produced, and the miners gathered next to the huge coal miner to chat.

The working face looks hideous and terrifying. Hydraulic columns are supported by the dark tops, and small coals will fall from time to time, but the chatty miners seem to be nothing.

Not long after leaving, a sudden sound came. Liu Santai bent down and touched the safety helmet on his head.

"It's okay, there are often such sounds in the mine." He said to himself.

At the entrance of the passage leading to the underground world, the cable car rotates in a circular manner. Each cable car has only one pillar and one seat. Miners are used to calling the cable car a monkey car. People who ride the car have to lie on the bike like monkeys, so they are called a monkey car.

When the monkey car came over, Liu Santai shook his bag behind his back, grabbed the car body with both hands, and rode on the seat. The monkey car slowly went down, and he leaned his head against the pillar and fiddled with the mine lamp in his hand.

Along the way, Liu Santai only met a few miners working. Whenever he met someone, both sides would use a mining lamp to shine on each other. This was the way for the miners to say hello.

The wind was very strong in this alley. I felt sweaty when I walked. When the wind blew, my whole body felt cold after a while. Liu Santai's cotton jacket had not been washed for more than a year, because it was useless to wash it. The next time he was in the mine, his cotton jacket was completely wet.

The coal rock walls are tid and sweating. The temperature in the tunnel is very low, and fog appears. The coal walls are red and sour and smelly, and the smell of rotten eggs.

There is no wind in this place. It is cold at first, but it is extremely hot after work. The miners said that if it is production, the situation on the work surface will be bad. Not only is it hot, but it is also dust everywhere, and you will eat a lot of it if you say something.

Front-line miners were equipped with dust masks, but few people were willing to wear them. Because once they were put on, they couldn't even breathe. In such an environment, they worked for 8 hours.

Therefore, miners always complain. Whenever they hear something unfair, they will scold them for a long time. In the underground man's world, they also discuss women and say some of the most exciting words to be happy.

When they emerged from the underground world, some people walked into small restaurants, ate meat and drank; some people sat at the card table and gambled; some people yelled in the karaoke bar. Of course, there were also a few people who occasionally went to the corner of the city to find women to have fun. The next day, they still crawled into the ground and complained.

The water damage under the well came fiercely, first it seeped out bit by bit, and then it poured out in large quantities. Liu Santai was still unaware of anything. The breath he was walking in was so suppressed that he could not breathe, and the steel mesh and anchor locks were overwhelmed. The water finally accumulated to the limit. With a loud "boom", the mountain torrents sandwiched hundreds of cubic slag, forming a mudslide flow, rushing towards the entire tunnel, the entrance of the cave was directly sealed, and the outlet of the ventilation tunnel was also sealed.

When Liu Santai realized that water seepage occurred in the mine, it was already too late. Fortunately, there was a small room near Liu Santai, where some food was stored. However, trapped in the hole was a dead end. If you could not be rescued, no matter how much food was, it would be a dead end.

Liu Santai began to close his eyes to stabilize his emotions. He turned on his phone and wanted to ask for help, but the signal was very poor and he didn't call out several times. Liu Santai tried to move as little as possible in the alley to avoid physical overdraft. The very realistic problem in front of him was that there was not enough air. A person could not eat for three days, but he could not breathe air for three days. If he couldn't hold on to the rescue, he would have to sleep here forever.

Soon the leaders of the mine got news that a large area of ​​landslides and seepage occurred on the mine. The mine collapse was more than 500 meters away from the wellhead. According to analysis, it should be that a miner was working improperly during the underground construction, causing local loosening, resulting in underground seepage and landslides.

Liu Santai called again and dialed it out intermittently, but received no response. The underground mine lamp was just the eyes and hope. Liu Santai knew that he had to turn off the mine lamp to save power. Liu Santai calmed down and maintained his strength with the minimum amount of activity. When the joints of his body felt numb, he moved his legs.

Liu Santai knew that he could not lose consciousness at this time, otherwise he would easily die unconsciously surrounded by carbon monoxide. Because he was afraid that he would not wake up again after sleeping, he kept reminding himself not to fall asleep, and he insisted on persisting even if he was sleepy. In order to force himself, when sleepiness hit him, he began to recall his life and those memories.

A flash of time in my mind.

Once he was young and frivolous, thinking that he could not live the life he wanted, but fate made him depressed and unable to live as he pleased. He felt extremely depressed and painful, and he lived a mechanical life every day. But now facing the threat of death, he sincerely prayed to the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, and as long as he could survive, he would thank Gods and Buddhas.

The gods did not appear, and soon the water also seeped over. Liu Santai's lower body was soaked in the water. The water kept rising, and at the deepest point it had almost flooded their necks, so he could only reveal his head.

When he learned that his son might be trapped in the mine, Lao Liu seemed to be stupid. He couldn't believe that his son was trapped underground. No problems had happened for more than ten years. He thought his son would be safe. The leader of the coal mine did not intend to spread this matter, which would have a bad impact on his business. It is possible that the coal mine would be shut down, and even the coal mine leaders would face punishment and imprisonment.

Lao Liu was controlled at the first time. Several strong men watched him and refused to let him leave the mine. The boss of the mine wanted to persuade him and asked him to give up looking for his son. As compensation, the mine could give him some money, a sum of money that he would never make in the second half of his life, as compensation for not telling all this.

Lao Liu dared not express his refusal because the boss's subordinates were always following him and took his family to the place arranged by the boss. The strong men around him were famous thugs. As long as Lao Liu showed a little bit of desire to escape, he would start mercilessly. When he arrived here, Liu Santai's mother, that middle-aged woman, just cried, was too scared of what happened, and terrible things always came to him.

Lao Liu and his wife were discussing what to do in the future. The middle-aged woman said desperately: "Our son is buried underground. What should we do? If this continues, we will die."

Old Liu couldn't stop smoking, and he was powerless in the face of this situation. He said helplessly: "What can I do? Unless a god appears, what can people like us do?"

"There are gods three feet above your head, but will the gods help us?" said the middle-aged woman in disappointment.
Chapter completed!