Two minutes later, even the frail old men in the jury committee went crazy, grabbed the pole and walked to the front line.
My words are too shocking!
My oath spread throughout Bailuyuan in seconds, and even the intercom was filled with rustling silence.
The moment my hood was taken off, there was a huge crowd of people all around me!
He took off the gas mask and threw it aside. The green pine stood straight, head held high, dominating the world and arrogant among the others!
Tang Ling held the pole and looked left and right like a robot that had just come off the assembly line, then grabbed the soil and squeezed it.
The Xia family stood next to me, worried and panicked.
Huang Guanyang bit his lip tightly, his eyes were red, and he was indescribable fear.
This unprecedented method of visiting tombs completely subverted Huang Guanyang's cognition.
Not to mention seeing it, I have never even heard of it.
Archeology, the oldest profession, has been handed down many unique skills.
Such as the characteristics of the tombs of each dynasty and the soil characteristics of the tombs of each dynasty.
Looking at soil is a basic skill for every archaeologist.
The highest skill in looking at soil is to hear the soil and argue about the tomb.
Just by licking or smelling the soil, you can identify the dynasty form and state of the ancient tomb, as well as the funerary objects in the ancient tomb.
There are masters of the Shenzhou Huiwentu Tomb Debate!
A century ago, there were only a hundred people in the north and south of the Yangtze River!
Now, not much is left!
But it only takes two hands!
That is the tomb of Wen Tu Bian.
and……
Rubbing the dirt with my hands, this is the first time I’ve seen it!
Rub the soil with your hands, and you can accurately tell the age of the tomb just by looking at the temperature, humidity and particle shape of the soil in your palms...
This magical skill can no longer be described as miraculous.
Moreover, you can also identify instant noodles...
"Little Master Uncle, did your Master teach you this method?"
"He dictated it. I taught myself."
Huang Guanyang's mouth trembled: "Then, old man, have you ever done any experiments?"
"Huang Guanyang, you have grown up. Dare you question me?"
"Believe it or not, I will spank your ass to make it bloom!"
Huang Guanyang's anus suddenly trembled, his body tensed up, his hands covered his buttocks, he closed his eyes in pain, and shook his head wildly.
"Master Tong, if you lose, you really have to..."
I pointed at Huang Guanyang and responded to Tang Ling coldly: "I'll destroy both my eyes and give him his corneas."
Huang Guanyang immediately grabbed his chest and fell to the ground.
At this moment, a skinny old man slowly walked up to me with a cane. He bent down with difficulty, grabbed the soil sample I left on the ground, rubbed it gently, and then brought it to his nose to smell it. .
"Han Dynasty. Northern Song Dynasty."
"Eh...is this Sa?"
When Huang Guanyang said these words in the evening, his hair stood on end and his eyes bulged.
Suddenly, Huang Guanyang took a breath of air, trembled all over and shouted, "Ancestor Shang! Why are you here?"
The old man wearing thick cotton clothes in front of him was at least a hundred years old, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks covered with age spots, like an upright weasel, and he looked extremely scary.
This old man named Shang Laozong was not a member of the jury, and he didn't know where he came from. Huang Guanyang respected him extremely.
Old Man Shang did not respond to Huang Guanyang. He stuck out his tongue and licked the mud three times. He chewed the sand and gravel in his mouth with a strange look on his face:
"I've never smelled this before."
Huang Guanyang hurriedly asked someone to fetch a bag of instant noodles and handed it to Mr. Shang.
Old Man Shang sniffed hard and asked curiously: "That's it. Is this Sa?"
"instant noodles?!"
"I haven't eaten it yet."
Chewing the hard instant noodle residue in his mouth, Old Man Shang murmured to himself: "In the past, we used to raise graves at night, drilling corn
Playing pole quietly in the woods..."
"At that time, if you were caught, you would be beheaded. You didn't dare to light a lamp at night. You could only identify which dynasty it was by touching your nose and smelling it with your hands. Is there a small temple, a flower arrangement, a Mi Shengzi..."
"One year, Wu Youfu told me that he dug a large square basket, weighing a thousand or several hundred kilograms. He couldn't carry it by himself, so he asked me to help him..."
"We got the basket out, and a boss named Xiao from Yandu gave us 200,000 yuan. But he asked us to break it into pieces for transportation."
"We worked on it for several days, and we only broke one of Luo Basket's ears."
"Later, when the footbath ghost came and wanted to rob it, we were not convinced and threw the basket into the manure pit. It wasn't until liberation, when we handed him over to the state, that we learned that the basket was called Simuwu..."
When they heard this, everyone in the Xia family and everyone present had their heads exploded, their bodies exploded, and their souls exploded to the point of collapse!
Old man Shang said again: "That year, Mawangdui gave birth to an ugly thousand-year-old lady, and Yandu also gave birth to a big golden doll."
"Brother Cao asked us, a group of tomb robbers, to help us. He said that we would be able to make contributions to the country. We would also be able to eat royal food."
"I asked Wu Youfu to come with me."
"Let's go to those days first. We were not familiar with the soil of Yandu, and we couldn't find the entrance to the tomb for several days. I was so anxious that my eyes were burning."
"That night, Wu Youfu and I simply went to the construction site blindfolded, and using this old method of rubbing soil, we dug out the Dabaotai Han Tomb in one go."
Upon hearing this, several people at the scene knelt down in front of Old Man Shang.
"Brother, your skills are very successful."
"When I was forty years old, I learned the trick of rubbing the dirt."
"Brother Cao, there is a successor."
"As long as you are here, there will be no need to live in your grave."
"To carry on the past and open up the future, it's you!"
I nodded silently and said softly: "Although Teacher Cao was the king of tomb robbers in your era, he also integrated the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought!"...
"Although this trick of rubbing soil was dictated by Teacher Cao, it also has your experience."
"I've only scratched the surface!"
