Chapter 325

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Chapter 325

This method is called digging a horizontal well.

First, use a Luoyang shovel to continuously explore the pit to determine the outline and approximate area of ​​the underground tomb, and whether there are any auricular chambers and side chambers for burial pits.

After determining the location, mark the four corners of the tomb. Usually, four stones are moved and placed on the four corners.

Then dig down about ten meters away from the tomb. Keep digging until the depth of the hole is deeper than the sealing pile and rammed earth layer. Dig vertically to the bottom and then dig horizontally straight ahead, so that you can avoid the original hole. The quicksand layer in the mound of large tomb seals can penetrate into the tomb chamber.

Digging a horizontal well sounds simple, but it is very difficult to do. If the estimated distance of digging a horizontal well is different by ten centimeters, the digging will eventually get farther and farther away.

Apart from hitting Yokoi, I don't know any other way to deal with the Jisha Tomb.

The wind picked up in the middle of the night, and the wind outside the tent was howling. I was thinking about what Ma Deming said before, and suddenly I felt a small hand slipping into the quilt, and it was warm.

"What are you doing!" Leng Buding suddenly startled me.

Xiaoxuan chuckled and wanted to continue reaching in.

I sat up and said loudly: "Go back to your tent! I don't think you are afraid at all!"

"No, I won't go back." Xiaoxuan lay on the ground and kicked her legs wildly.

This tent|tent is originally intended for one person to live in. There is not much space, and there is no space for me to make a fuss...

the next day.

Dou Sprouts always looked at me with nagging eyes early in the morning, and what was even more outrageous was that he would smile from time to time.

"Have you packed everything? Check it again and don't leave anything behind."

After folding the tent and zipping up the tent, Dou Sprout patted it and said it was okay, let's go.

Before I left, I made a point of checking it out. The sandy slope where Ma Deming was buried was the same as last night, with a small bulge.

I sighed as I carried my bag.

After all, he was a fellow traveler. It is estimated that his family will never be found. Judging from Ma Deming's age, he should have children. It would be too miserable to die here.

After leaving here, we continued to walk north. This day was hotter than the previous few days. Dou Sprout was sweating after walking for two hours. It was not because he was not physically strong, but because he still had a piece of cake that weighed more than thirty kilograms stuffed in his bag. Sheep head stone carving.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I advised Dou Sprout that the sheep's head was worthless and it was tiring to carry it, so I threw it away quickly.

This time he listened to my words and threw the sheep head reluctantly.

After walking north along the Danba Jilin Desert for another two days, we arrived at a very strange place.

It's a small lake in the desert.

This place is called Haizi. The water level is very shallow, but the water is very clear. There is one thing that I still can’t figure out. When we stood on the sand dune and looked down, the small lake was light red, but when we walked down, we saw that the small lake was light red. The lake turned into the color of ordinary water again. When we went up to the sandy slope, we saw that it turned red again.

If someone knows the principle, can you tell me, but I don't understand it anyway.

Dou Sprout said loudly: "Fengzi, stop studying, the water is so clear, come and fill it up quickly! Fill up all the empty bottles."

I said this water will change color. Can I drink it? Don’t drink it and get poisoned.

"Nonsense, you can see people's faces so clearly, of course you can drink it!"

"I'll drink it for you to see!" Dou Sprout said, throwing down the bag, lying on the ground and taking a sip directly from his mouth.

"Bah! Bah!"

Dou Sprout took a sip and vomited it all. He cursed with a livid face: "Fuck, why is it so salty?"

"You can't drink it."