There were still a few hours before dawn, but something happened suddenly. Everyone had no intention of sleeping anymore, so they all sat together in thick clothes to warm themselves by the fire.
"Xiaomi, tell me what happened just now." I asked.
Xiaomi covered her thick clothes and said in shock: "It's so scary. Not long after I fell asleep, a hand suddenly reached out from outside the tent and grabbed the quilt without saying a word. I didn't let go, so I was dragged out. And , and he also snatched my mobile phone."
"Mobile phone? Why haven't I seen you take it out?"
Xiaomi said with a grimace: "I have it. My father (Uncle Liao) called me before, but there is no signal here and it's useless. I just use it to check the time."
Uncle Liao also said yes, he bought the Xiaomi mobile phone.
Bean sprouts roasted on the fire and said: "Mobile phones are just bricks here. Mine is still stuffed in my bag. If it is gone, it will be gone. I have a guess. Do you think these red eyes are similar to those of the Hutes or Kayaks?" ? At present, it seems that he has done nothing else besides grabbing the quilt, right? Let me tell you, Fengzi, you are also responsible for this. Why did you doze off when I asked you to keep watch at night? "
I frowned and said, "Don't mention that. In addition to guarding against this red-eyed sneak attack, we also need to dig through the tomb as soon as possible, and then save time to find the leader."
After sitting like this for an hour, the atmosphere was a bit dull.
Did I say I couldn’t even sleep?
Everyone remained silent, acquiescing.
"That's it. Brother Yu, don't worry, you can watch over me. Yazai will take the shovel and I will go to work."
Brother Yu thought for a while, nodded and said, please be safe, I looked at everyone.
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It was dark, and two black figures with headlamps took turns digging in the soil. They dug from late at night until dawn, and dug a hole nearly two meters deep in the ground.
"How is Fengzi? I think something is going on."
"Throw down the cloth, it's so hot," I shouted upwards from the bottom of the pit.
Catching the face cloth thrown down by Dou Sprout, I wiped my sweat and frowned at the changes in the soil under my feet.
The place where I stood was less than one meter wide, which was just enough room for one person. The soil was mixed with a lot of yellowish-brown rusty slag, but there were no stones, and I found that there were more and more of these iron slags.
I have never seen such a layer of rammed soil. I dug another half meter down with full of doubts, and suddenly.
The flat shovel made a "clang" sound!
The sound was crisp, as if it had hit a metal-like object.
Dou Sprouts also heard it, and he immediately shouted excitedly: "Damn it, this sound! Dig quickly! There are bronzes buried in the soil!"
The Ming Dynasty did not make bronze wares at all, so I ignored Dou Sprout and immediately pulled back the soil to see what it was.
"What...what is this?"
A large area of pig iron was exposed in the soil. After cleaning this layer of soil, I was shocked to find that I was now standing on a large lump of iron!
Even a flat-head shovel cannot go down even half an inch.
When I widened the hole, I found that my feet were covered with this kind of stuff, making it impossible to dig in. The rusty residue in the soil before was caused by this stuff.
"This... iron coupon top?"
My hands were shaking so much that I almost couldn't hold the shovel.
Iron coupon top? ? ?
Someone actually used this kind of thing in the Ming Dynasty!
We're in big trouble!
I have never thought about this before, I promise, I have never seen this thing before! Whose tomb is this, Zhu Yuanzhang?
"Pull me up quickly!" I shouted upward.
I climbed up with my feet on the hole, and Dou Sprout, with his quick eyes and quick hands, pulled me up.
After I got up there, I threw the shovel away and lay down on the ground, panting and sweating profusely. It wasn't because I was hot, it was because I was scared.
Douya saw my ugly face and asked anxiously what was going on.
I lay on the ground covered in sweat, with dirt in my hair, and a lot of information flashed through my mind.
The ancients had many anti-theft methods. In the past, a local master from the Changsha Gang of the Southern School summarized it. To borrow his words, the anti-theft methods were divided into three levels from low to high. Low three, middle four, high five.
There are three anti-theft methods for low-level students, namely stone apotheosis, water-immersed tomb, and tomb passage door.
There are four types of Form 4, namely turning boards (mostly wooden boards), hidden pits, curses with written words (to scare people), and doubtful graves.
The last high five is the highest level of anti-theft measures for ancient tombs, and is often seen in the tombs of princes.
Fire tombs were used to bury dead people. A large number of corpses of pigs and sheep were deliberately buried in the tomb, and then saltpeter powder was sprinkled around the tomb. As long as the sealing was good, the tomb robbers would dig holes and break into fire at any time. In the 1970s, when relevant troops were digging a tunnel in a mountainous area in Sichuan, they accidentally dug up an ancient tomb. The flames erupted at that time were more than two meters high and burned for two hours before stopping. That was the Fuhuo Tomb. Archeology Team members are also called the Fire Pit Tomb and the Sky Fire Tomb.
In addition, there are large quicksand tombs, mercury tombs, and megalithic tombs. The First Emperor's Mausoleum is a mercury tomb, and the Qianling Mausoleum is a megalithic tomb. According to detection, the Qianling Mausoleum has as many as 23 stone gates from the tomb court to the underground palace tomb. , each stone door is 6 meters apart, and a huge stone weighing hundreds of tons is used to top the door. The gap between the huge stone and the stone door is filled with copper water and sealed. How to rob a tomb that looks like a turtle shell? Can't even get in.
Later, until the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, there was another type of tomb, which was called poured tomb. It was usually made of "glue" mixed with coarse sand and glutinous rice slurry. It was rammed layer by layer to prevent theft. The book said that The entire tomb was made of molten iron as glue, but it has also been found.
If you think about it, you will know how much iron must be melted if this method is used. The real number is exaggerated and scary.
I dug out the iron apocalypse with a shovel. If calculated according to the previous digging holes, the tomb a hundred meters wide was filled with molten iron. The tomb would look like a large rectangular iron box! He protected the owner of the tomb tightly and made it clear that he didn’t want me to steal it!
Not giving up, I tried it elsewhere, and the results once again confirmed my suspicions.
"Fengzi?"
"Fengzi! Tell me, I'm so worried!"
My face turned pale, and I sat on the ground in a daze. After a long time, I sighed and said, "I'm afraid 90% of the time I can't get rid of this pit."
"ah?"
"Blank gun?"
Dou Sprout asked unwillingly: "You said 90%? Then there is still a 10% chance?"
I smiled bitterly and said: "There is still a 10% chance of digging a horizontal well. With my current ability and sense of direction, 80% of the time I will dig a side well. Also, what are you using to dig? Just rely on this?" I kicked the flat shovel on the ground. Said dejectedly.
I guess it is possible to dig a horizontal well to get in, and it is not an ordinary horizontal well.
It is necessary to dig under the foundation of the tomb, then dig horizontally for a distance, then dig upward, and finally drill directly up from the bottom of the tomb.
Putting aside the difficulty, this amount of work cannot be completed in a day or two. If I have enough time and all the tools, I will definitely give it a try. After all, this is what I do, and I will not struggle with money.
But firstly, we don’t have enough cyclone shovels, and secondly, we don’t have enough time to spend here.
Also, if this matter were to spread in the future, it would be said that Wang Xiansheng had an apprentice named Xiang Yunfeng. This boy encountered a poured tomb that was rare in a century, and he couldn't get in.
I'm afraid my colleagues will laugh at me to death.
Not willing to give in is for sure.
But is there any good way?
Now is a dilemma.
