Only Canghai was in the village. Originally, Hu Shijie wanted Ping'an or Lin Jinyong to follow him, but Canghai refused.

The work in the field has not been finished yet. How can it be done? Even if you pretend to behave, you have to keep people at home and embellish them. Every year, you can't be regarded as lazy and profitable by selling melons every year. You have to pretend to be hard-working.

At about 4:30, I made a brief preparation. Cang Hai took the ugly donkey and three other generations of mules, the children of the ugly donkey, set off together.

There were more than twenty archaeologists of old and young people sitting on the four carts. Most of them were food and drink. However, these people carried not many excavated items, and half of the carts were not filled.

I originally thought it would be quite boring along the way, because sitting next to Canghai was an old man with a 60-year-old hair, whose surname was Zhang. Canghai followed everyone to call him Mr. Zhang. I don’t know if it was Mr. Zhang or Mr. Zhang who called him that anyway, Canghai was not going to marry the old man, so he knew so clearly what to do.

Canghai didn't expect that he and the old man were thirty years apart, and they were talking and laughing along the way.

This is not because Cang Hai is so wise, but because Zhang Gong is a wonderful person. Although he is old, his personality is like a little kid, and he is full of witty words. He is a brother to Cang Hai. When talking about digging graves, he talks endlessly. Cang Hai listens with relish, and the trouble of being arrested in his heart disappears instantly.

"That year, we received the following report that someone in the village was watering the fields. After putting the water in, the two of them waited by the field for water to come in. However, after waiting for half an hour, they didn't see the water coming in. They got up and saw what happened. When they arrived at the place, they saw that a big whirlpool appeared in the field, and all the water was sucked into the vortex."

"It's not filled in half an hour? How big is this vortex?" Cang Hai asked.

"You heard that I will continue to say that these two people are quite knowledgeable and have high quality. You can guess at the sight that there may be an ancient tomb below. Many people from Guanzhong have done this education, so when they saw it, they immediately reported to the Cultural Relics Bureau!"

When Zhang Gong said this, he took a break. Seeing Canghai obediently handing over the kettle he carried over, he took the kettle with a smile and sniffed it, then made a sound, wiped his beard and continued to say.

"I was still led by my teacher at that time. I was less than 30 years old at that time, which was roughly the same age as you are now. After the archaeological team arrived, the gap in the water was blocked, and a big hole was exposed black. I stretched my head and looked at it, and my heart sank down. Because the hole was too familiar, it was a thief. I looked it out with a shovel, but it was not bottom-out. Everyone was even more disappointed. I felt that the thief was hit directly above the coffin chamber, and the tomb robber's methods were quite high..."

Canghai listened to the old man's story, from the time he found that the water was in the thief hole, to the last time he pumped the water, opened the tomb door and entered, suddenly there was a turn around.

"When we entered the tomb, we found that the entire tomb was empty. Some murals on the wall were destroyed, there were nothing inside, and even the coffin was completely ruined. Everyone was disappointed. You should know that this tomb is a tomb of the first level of the princes in terms of shape and specifications. It would be amazing not to mention the area of ​​the tomb, but it was a pity that the things inside were gone. When we were disappointed, my teacher suddenly reached out to knock on the surrounding walls, and after knocking for a while, he said to us: There is a tomb next to it's '."

"When he heard him say this, everyone started to excavate the tomb chamber next to it. They quickly dug up the tomb passage. When they were waiting to open the tomb passage, they were shocked again. The tomb chamber was preserved intact, but it was messy inside. Some pottery was broken all over the ground, and some bronze fragments were also stolen. When we entered the tomb chamber, what would you think?"

After Zhang Gong kept a secret, he said to Cang Hai: "There is a thief hole on the side of the coffin chamber, and there is a human bone in the thief hole. We looked up curiously. Good guy, there are not one human bone, there are three. There is a hole in the skull at the bottom. At a glance, you can tell that it was smashed by someone with a stone from above, and the stone fell into the coffin chamber, and the remaining two were broken and thrown down alive by someone..."

"Dirty-dirty?" Cang Hai asked.

Zhang Gong said: "Who knows this? I guess it is, but the real reason is that I can only ask these three people. Two years ago, we advanced our technology and tested these three bones. Do you know what these three people are related to blood, one father and two sons, and an old worker said that these three father and son have practiced bone softening techniques and are experts in tomb robbing."

"And this thing?"

After Canghai asked, he felt that this question was unnecessary. The things hanging around his neck were outrageous, so he would not allow others to practice Qi and transform into a semi-immortal body?

"There are still talented people and strangers in this world. We don't believe it just because we haven't seen it. Some tomb robbers can even shrink themselves like a child," sighed Zhang Gong.

"Those in the village also have unique skills?"

"What are those things? They are just relying on the benefits of explosives!"

"Looking for tombs is also a technical job, right?"

Mr. Zhang blushed: "That fat man is my student!"

Cang Hai was stunned when he heard this: "Don't your student stay in the archaeological team? Why did you start a tomb robbery business?"

Zhang Gong sighed: "How much does it cost to get a month to find the truth? How much does it cost to dig an ancient tomb? Unfortunately, this child is a talented child who can count it with one hand for decades of archaeology, but he has used his talent to the wrong place!"

"It's been out again after a few years of imprisonment, why are you sighing?"

Zhang Gong said: "You don't know, he will be shot this time!"

"So serious?"

"There are at least thirty first-class cultural relics and hundreds of second-class cultural relics. What do you think?" Zhang Gong said.

"That should be dead!" Cang Hai said.

When Cang Hai said this, two people immediately looked up at him on the back, but Cang Hai did not notice it at all. It can be seen that the middle-aged fat bandit had a good reputation in the past.

"Teacher, where are we camping today?"

At this time, a woman with glasses asked at Mr. Zhang.

Zhang Gong looked at the Canghai, and then he realized that before he knew it, the sun was about to set, the red sun could not be seen, and there was a flaming redness left in the west.

"Let's walk for another two hours. The weather is cool now. When will I go there if I don't take advantage of this time?" Cang Hai said.

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Listen to you!"

So Zhang Gong started telling stories again, Canghai continued to listen happily, and the group of people sitting behind were all drooping their heads and looked like they were frosted and eggplant. It seemed that they wanted to rest early. Canghai had the final say now, so they could only listen.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Cang Hai finished the camping place and settled down. Everyone started cooking and camping.

These people have lived in the wild. After a proficient technique, they prepared the camp in a short while and started cooking. Canghai was so busy that nothing happened. They just fed the animals and then continued to brag with Mr. Zhang.

The campground is right next to the canyon. Now the canyon is not as dry as before. There is a river at the bottom of the valley. The water level is not shallow on Sijiaping. It is four or five meters deep. There are also some small trees and shrubs on both sides of the canyon. Anyway, as long as there is water, there will definitely be plants.

Although the distance between the opposite side is about one hundred meters, if you want to go from here, you have to fly. Even if the four carts are pulled by ugly donkeys, it is a delusion. Not to mention the water below, just say that the cliffs on both sides are not something that Canghai and others can conquer.

"How many years have your village existed?" Zhang Gong asked.

Cang Hai said: "Who knows this? I think it's been two or three hundred years since then. The earliest tomb of ancestors was in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Why do you ask this question?"

Mr. Zhang took out the map and clicked: "Look at the location of your village and the location of this tomb."

"The straight line is very close to four or five miles." Canghai doesn't need to look at the map to know.

"The location of your village may be the location of the tomb guardians. In ancient times, tombs were all regulated. For example, this kind of tomb, and from the current review results, it should be the tomb of Wang Hou during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. From the geographical location, your village happened to be the place where the tomb guardians..." Zhang Gong said.

Cang Hai was stunned for a moment. He had never thought of this statement, but he thought for a while and shook his head: "It's impossible. If it was passed down from then on, how much does this grave do now?"

Zhang Gongdao: "Look at the tombs, there will be no burial tombs like this. In the past, there were people who died. As long as the tombs were regulated in such a manner, it would be impossible for a burial tomb or a burial tomb tombs that were from that time. Nowadays, it seems very cruel, but this is caused by the social system at that time."

After hearing what Mr. Zhang said, Cang Hai actually had some hope in his heart.

After dinner, they went back to their own tents to sleep. Canghai didn't like living with strangers, so he built a small camping tent and went in to rest.

I lay down and opened my eyes and passed by peacefully all night. I woke up early in the morning and after eating something, the team continued to rush. After walking for a day and a half, I climbed over the canyon and walked back for almost a day. Then I arrived at the front of the tomb, which is what the old people called Bingqiutuozi.

Standing next to Bingqiutuo, Canghai immediately felt that the pile of soil became a little extraordinary. He had come to play several times before when he was a child. Of course, there was no water at that time. There was a shrub next to Bingqiutuo, and there were some small medicinal herbs in the shrubs. Some people collected it in the town, and it was not expensive. It took five or six days to dig four or five yuan, but it was already a considerable income for students.

“There is a dark river here, and the water level is not high!”

Seeing the green bushes, Zhang Gong said affirmatively.

He said that, Canghai knew, otherwise there would be shrubs. There was water but it was far away from the village, so no one dug a well here.

Others set up a stance work, while Canghai was wandering around. As for Zhang Gong who was so old and had his disciples, it was naturally impossible for him to roll up his sleeves and start working hard, so he followed Canghai and circled around the Bingqiutu.

Before he came, Cang Hai thought about going back earlier, but after he arrived, he was curious to see how these archaeologists worked, so he stayed for two days to see how these people dig graves.

When I didn't understand, I thought this job was definitely mysterious, but after watching it for a day, Canghai felt that it was just like this. A group of people took a long Luoyang shovel and tinkered with it, tinkered with it over there, took a look at the soil he took out, and sometimes they had to sniff it. There was really no new tricks, and I felt annoyed if I saw it too much.

"Teacher, teacher!"

Just when Canghai was bored, a student stood halfway up at the mud and shouted loudly at Mr. Zhang.

"Teacher, there is a thief hole here!"

When Canghai heard the thief, he immediately became energetic. After listening to the story for several days, Canghai had never seen what the thief looked like, so he immediately stood up and ran towards halfway.

When he arrived at this man, Cang Hai immediately wanted to curse. In Cang Hai's eyes, this was a completely earth pit, almost forty or fifty centimeters deep, so how could it be considered a hole?

What is the key? This thing looks too big, about sixty or seventy centimeters or square. Can this thing be considered a hole?

How long will it take? Are the tomb robbers ready to stay here and stop and rob them slowly?
Chapter completed!