The boy's expression was somewhat melancholy, his eyes fixed on an empty space in front of him, as if staring at something.,He kept walking, not stopping until he had covered about ten zhang. Only then did he put down the mining basket on his back. He tightened his grip on the pickaxe in his hand and took a stone of medium size from the basket, weighing it lightly.,By the faint light, I saw the miner's face and blurted out, "Lu Ye"。