My host is lazy again

Chapter 825 General Please Calm Down 4
They packed bamboo dragonflies into labeled bags.

While the others were digging carefully, Luo Jian stood in the middle of the tomb, tilting her head and looking at the surrounding environment.

Seeing her standing there blankly, Li Hao asked in confusion, "Luo Jian, what's wrong with you?"

"It's a little weird."

Wang Yanran stopped what she was doing, not knowing why: "What's so strange?"

"Why is there so much soil here?"

"Forehead……"

Well, she was questioned.

That's right, this is obviously an underground palace, and the top is sealed. Why is there three meters of soil piled up in this tomb?

Another boy, Jiang Cunfeng, speculated: "It should be that the sand outside has flowed in from somewhere, and it has piled up so deep over the years."

This statement is established.

In fact, experts also have this guess, but they have not yet found the entrance for the mud to flow in.

For the time being, Luo Jian suppressed this question in her heart.

After digging for another two days, some archaeologists dug up several skeletons and some items from the tomb one after another.But those objects do not belong to thousands of years ago, but two or three hundred years ago.

Experts speculated that the identities of these people should be tomb robbers. When they came to rob the tomb, they accidentally hit the trap and died inside.

At lunch, everyone gathers together to roast sweet potatoes and pheasants.

In such a place with fresh air, there is quite a picnic atmosphere.

The three girls are treated at the VIP level, so naturally they don't have to do much work, they just need to sit by the side and wait for food.

Luo Jianjian rested his chin in one hand, and held a branch in the other hand to move the stones on the ground.

She stared at the distant mountains in a daze.

Well, I still think the structure of this tomb is a bit strange.

It stands to reason that since the owner of the tomb spent so much manpower, material and financial resources to build this underground palace, would he make the mistake of letting the sand flow in?
After thinking for a while, Luo Jian slowly drew a Bagua diagram on the ground with a branch.

Rest, life, injury, Du, scenery, death, shock, eight doors open, the door of life opens, the door of rest goes out...

Corresponding to the terrain here, she looked up towards the direction of the underground palace, and a composition gradually emerged in her mind.

While thinking, she drew on the ground.

A classmate not far away yelled: "Come here, the chicken is ready!"

Luo Jian decisively dropped the branch in her hand.

What task to do.

It's important to eat!

The intern leading the professor who happened to pass by had a look of surprise on his face when he saw the map on the ground.Glancing at the girl who was happily going to cook, and then at the picture on the ground, he squatted on the ground and began to study it seriously.

Finally, he took out his mobile phone and snapped two photos against the ground.

In the evening, everyone gathered in the meeting hall of the archaeological institute to report on the progress of the archaeological work of King Zhan's Underground Palace.After several experts came to the stage to speak, they began to ask 20 students what they had gained in the past few days, and the atmosphere of the on-site discussion was quite lively.

Professor Li, who led the team this time, is considered a highly respected figure in the archaeological field. When he spoke on stage, the people below him listened very carefully.

After the speech, he did not step off the stage immediately, but cast two photos on the computer.

After seeing the familiar figure, the drowsy Luo Jian froze.

Huh?
Professor Li on the stage was full of smiles, "Is this Bagua map very similar to the underground palace? To be honest, it was drawn by our classmate. I thought it was very interesting, so I took it. Now, I would like to invite this Let a classmate share her thoughts."

As he said that, he cast his eyes on the girl sitting under the stage, with encouraging eyes, "We are discussing now, it doesn't matter if we make a mistake."

(End of this chapter)