Li Tong is a great expert in the history department, so it would be nonsense to say that he has never been exposed to tombs.
And this altar is buried underground, barely enough.
Therefore, Li Tong's temperament changed as soon as he came in.
I saw the old man squinting his eyes and looking around, with a group of scoundrels following behind him. His aura really had the bearing of a master from Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.
"Not bad, of some value."
Li Tong looked at the altar and judged the general information.
The boss nodded slightly, and the group behind him smiled happily, and suddenly felt that the three days of work had not been in vain.
"Teacher, that paper..."
Wu Siyuan asked flatteringly, as if he was rubbing his hands like a fly.
"It's not a big problem. You do the work. Just send me the first draft."
Li Tong agreed simply because he knew that Wu Siyuan was not doing it for himself.
If the excavation of this altar were written into a paper, the second one would be attributed to Li Tong, but the first one would not be Wu Siyuan, but the Wuling Maintenance Team of the Ming Dynasty.
This is Wu Siyuan seeking benefits for his subordinates. After all, being able to write a famous paper with Li Tietie is Titie's qualifications. In the academic world, it may be a bit crooked, but in institutional evaluation, the gold content is different. .
Li Tong was also happy to help his protégé stand up.
Seeing the big boss nodding, the group of people in the protection team immediately realized that they laughed even more shamelessly.
"Let's go around."
Li Tong put his hands behind his back and stepped onto the altar first. He turned around to greet Jiang Qi and said, "Jiang Qi, follow me."
"Here comes teacher."
Jiang Qi nodded somewhat unexpectedly and followed Li Tong. He noticed that many people behind Li Tong cast envious glances at him.
Of course, there is also doubt and jealousy, which is human nature.
After all, this was Li Tong's special treatment for Jiang Qi.
This is a posture of teaching by words and deeds.
"Junior brother, listen carefully and study hard. There are not many opportunities for the teacher to teach in person."
Wu Siyuan said seriously: "Don't think that you can rest on your laurels just because you get the first prize in Jizhou. There are nine others who are as strong as you."
"Understood, I will, senior brother."
Jiang Qi smiled and nodded.
Then no one would be jealous of Jiang Qi.
The world is so realistic.
"Let's look at the whole thing first."
Li Tong suddenly didn't realize it. He pointed to the altar at his feet and said, "This altar is in the form of a trigram. It is undoubtedly a Taoist style."
"This is also consistent with the content in the inscription that the head of the head is Longhuzhengda Zhendel. The rituals of this altar are mainly Taoist methods."
"Siyuan."
Li Tong said and called Wu Siyuan.
"here I am."
Wu Siyuan respectfully agreed.
Li Tong tapped the altar with his toes and asked, "Based on the highest point of the altar, have you calculated how deep it is buried underground?"
Wu Siyuan was stunned by the question, shook his head and said, "No."
"Take a test. If I guess correctly, it should be one foot six, which is about fifty centimeters."
"yes."
Although Wu Siyuan was confused, he still directed the maintenance team to make a simple measurement.
The answer was soon obtained. The height from the top of the five-meter-high altar to the ground level was indeed about fifty centimeters.
"Teacher, how did you know?"
Wu Siyuan was a little surprised. He, the person in charge of excavation, didn't even pay attention to this kind of data.
"What do you think?"
Li Tong threw the question back with a smile.
Li Yu lowered his head, blinked his eyes, but did not speak, but looked at Jiang Qi vaguely.
Everyone is thinking.
Jiang Qi suddenly raised his eyebrows and said tentatively: "You mean, eight colds and eight hots?"
"Yes, Not Bad."
Li Tong nodded with satisfaction.
"Junior brother is saying..."
Wu Siyuan was a little puzzled at first, but then he reacted and said: "The eight cold and eight hot hells in Buddhist records?"
"Yes, the teacher should be referring to this legend. The Buddhist elements of this altar are also reflected here."
Jiang Qi nodded and said: "The altar is buried one foot six, one inch is one hell, but this is based on the highest point of the altar."
"And Dorgon was suppressed under the altar. In other words, under the eight cold and eight hot hells, the purgatory that even the Buddha could not describe is Dorgon's destination."
"This shows how deeply Zhu Cihong hates Dorgon."
Jiang Qi sighed here, but everyone looked at Li Tong in amazement.
Is this the value of a big boss?
A quick glance revealed the information hidden so deeply.
"Okay, there's not much to say about the rest. It's just conventional rituals and other superstitious methods. I'll take a look at them when they're all unearthed."
The old man who had just made a fortune was very satisfied. He waved his hand casually and returned to the way he came.
As Li Tonglai said before, this altar is a bit useless. It is tasteless and it is a pity to throw it away. The value is not very high. The novelty is Dorgon's ashes underneath.
The research value of these ashes is just that. If the corpse is better, what can be seen from a pile of ashes?
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So Li Tong's trip was just for traveling and relaxing.
"You keep working."
After Wu Siyuan said a word, he followed the old man's pace.
Jiang Qi and Li Yu also followed.
After coming out, Jiang Qi looked at Li Tong and said, "Teacher, I want to stay and see the specific excavation process. I don't know if I can."
"It's not a bad thing to open your eyes, but you have to ask your senior brother, he is the leader here."
Li Tong waved his hand, very satisfied with Jiang Qi's studious attitude.
"There's nothing you can't see here. Of course you can. It's no problem if you want to get started."
Wu Siyuan nodded happily. It was not an ancient tomb anyway, and the rest of the excavation process was also about drainage and surface cleaning.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Jiang Qi nodded and got back into the pit where the altar was.
Li Yu seemed a little moved and wanted to follow, but Li Tong held her back and forced her to catch up on her sleep.
This girl hasn't slept much for two days.
Reluctantly, Li Yu was taken away by his grandfather, and Wu Siyuan followed.
...
On the other side, Jiang Qi came to the altar again, and the short knife he carried behind him vibrated again, even more than the last time.
Jiang Qi grabbed the tennis bag with his hand and calmed down after a while.
But Jiang Qi knew that the dagger could no longer bear it.
The obsession of the former master was under the altar!
"Classmate Xiao Jiang, why didn't you leave?"
Someone from the maintenance team saw Jiang Qi.
"Open your eyes."
Jiang Qi responded with a smile, pretending to be curious about the excavation process.
Now he just wants to wait, wait until night, wait until no one is at the altar.
The strangeness of the short sword must not be exposed.
Time passed quickly, and at six o'clock in the evening, the maintenance team was about to get off work.
Jiang Qi was thinking about the reasons why he should be "left behind".
At this time, several people came down from the altar.
The leader was a man in a Chinese tunic suit with a stern face and a cold expression.
"Which one of you is in charge?"
The man looked around, took out an ID book from his arms, and opened it.
"Clearance."
