"Head, the error won't be too big! It should be right here!" I drew a circle on the ground with a stick.
Brother Yu quickly moved a big stone and placed it in the center of the circle, and then we hurriedly got into the tent to hide from the rain.
After taking off my clothes and draining the water, I wiped my face and gasped: "Hang your head, I'm afraid of long nights and many dreams! It's time to wait, this thunderstorm won't last long! Let's start as soon as the rain stops!"
He immediately asked, "Are these guys' postures normal?"
Xiaoxuan immediately replied: "Looking back, everything is normal! I have checked all the tools and equipment!"
An hour and a half later, the thunderstorm finally stopped, and we began to work through the night.
It stands to reason that we should wait for the weather to improve and the wet soil to dry before we start, but I don't want to wait anymore, I am very excited at this time! very excited!
It’s true that you can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry, but it depends on whether the hot tofu is fragrant! If the tofu is fragrant enough! Even if your fucking mouth is burned, you still have to take a bite to taste the saltiness first!
The little Taoist priest and Mr. Pian looked on.
Me, Bean Sprouts and Brother Yu, the three of us were working hard, and the shovels in our hands were left with afterimages.
Half a meter deep, one meter deep, two meters deep!
When digging three meters underground, there were obvious changes in the soil layer! It is no longer red soil, but has turned into fine sand with an obvious grainy texture.
Seeing this kind of soil, a big stone finally fell to my heart.
Yes, we found it.
right here! Exactly!
This kind of granular soil is the surface soil from more than 700 years ago, and it must have been turned over! Otherwise, it wouldn't be in such a granular shape.
According to experience, the ancient tombs of the Southern Song Dynasty are generally between seven and ten meters deep underground. Then when the three of us dug to a depth of about six meters, we suddenly encountered a layer of very hard white soil! It’s hard to dig!
Dou Sprout was covered in sweat and shouted loudly: "Why is it so damn hard! Fengzi, look at this! Is this a layer of rammed earth?"
"No..." I looked at my feet and frowned: "The rammed soil is not that hard. Judging from the color of this layer of soil, it should be three-height soil or four-height soil."
After thinking about it, I rushed up and shouted: "Xiaoxuan! Go make a fire and make vinegar! Hurry up!"
Remember, mature vinegar is a must-have to deal with Sanhetu. No matter how tough you are, three bottles will solve it. If three bottles don’t work, then four bottles!
After a while, Xiaoxuan used a rope to unload half a bucket of hot vinegar.
Use an iron spoon to pour spoonfuls on the Sanhe soil. It was sizzling and smoking, and you could smell a choking smell from two meters away. I poured it while shouting: "One spoonful of Qing! Two spoons of Tang! Three spoons back to Qin Shihuang ! Four spoons and five spoons to the Shang and Zhou Dynasties! Six spoons and seven spoons of yellow, yellow, yellow!"
Watching the steel-hard Sanhe soil gradually softening, Dou Sprout rubbed his hands excitedly beside him.
The combined earth can be used to block ordinary tomb robbers, but it is impossible to block the way of our northern faction. When half a bucket of boiling old vinegar is poured into it, the combined earth suddenly becomes as pulpy and soft as paste.
After getting rid of the Sanhetu, a row of old blue bricks with exquisite carvings were exposed under the feet of a few of us. This kind of green bricks are not like the hollow bricks in Han tombs. They are all solid, large and heavy, and have a hardness higher than Today's fired red bricks are almost as hard as the steel bricks used in industry.
At this time, there are two methods, one is to add explosives to make a hole in the top, and the other is to apply the guaizi needle. We chose the latter, because breaking the surface is the strength of the guaizi needle!
Dou Sprouts held the kid's needle and said loudly: "Smash it, Brother Yu! Be careful! Don't hit my hand!"
Brother Yu picked up the hammer. Just as he was about to smash it, a shout from Master Pian suddenly came from above the robber's cave. .
"Wait a minute! Don't do anything yet!"
"Give me the birth dates of the three of you!"
The three of us were stunned. We didn’t know what was going on, but we didn’t dare to hide it. I told the truth that my birthday was June 27th, Brother Yu said it was the eighth day of September, and Bean Sprouts said his birthday was November 26th. .
I saw Mr. Pian counting from above, and he murmured to himself: "Twenty-seven, eighth day, twenty-sixth, Renwu, Bingchen, Xinmao..."
The next second, Mr. Pian's expression suddenly changed: "No! The dead are in conflict!"
