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Coupled with the long-term decay, some parts can no longer be seen clearly.

Yang Lei could only bow his head and count the handles of the halberd.

"1,2,3...18!"

"Teacher, there are eighteen halberds in total!"

Wang Zhenhua looked at his own Yang Lei with fiery eyes.

"The fourth volume of "Tang Liudian" records: Fantai Temple, Taishe and all the palace gates, each with 24 halberds; the gates of the East Palace, with eighteen halberds; Zhengyipin gate, with sixteen halberds; The king of the county, if you go to Zhuguo, Zhuguo with a second rank or above, and Jingzhao, Henan, Taiyuan, the governor of the capital, the gate guard of the capital, the fourteen halberds..."

When Wang Zhenhua said this, he looked at Yang Lei and asked.

"Now you should understand how miraculous this King Jing's tomb is?"

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Yang Lei froze for a moment, then replied.

"The successor king and the county king should have fourteen halberds, but this King Jing...eighteen halberds!"

Wang Zhenhua nodded in satisfaction.

"This is unprecedented!"

"I'm getting more and more curious about what kind of character this King Jing who breaks the rules is."

The archaeological team has just entered the first courtyard, and there is such a big discovery.

Wang Zhenhua can already predict it.

If the main tomb of King Jing's tomb is not damaged.

How much shock it will bring to the Chinese archaeological world.

"The Tomb of the Eighteenth Row of Halberds, if those old fellows know about it, they might wish to fly over immediately."

Wang Zhenhua stood in front of the mural with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself.

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"Professor, there is some water in the hole ahead, the situation is not very good..."

A staff member in protective clothing walked up to Wang Zhenhua with a worried look on his face.

Wang Zhenhua also frowned.

"Is there stagnant water? That seems to be a bit troublesome."

"I'm afraid it will be impossible to reach the main tomb tonight."

With that said, Wang Zhenhua and the staff walked to the entrance from the patio to the cave.

A bit of damp was obviously felt in the tunnel going down obliquely.

The staff picked up the flashlight and shone down.

The murky water reflected the lights.

Apparently there was some water at the bottom of the aisle.

At the same time, this also shows that the bottom is likely to be full of stagnant water.

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Wang Zhenhua looked happy when he saw so much accumulated water.

"According to the specifications, this tomb of King Jing must have more than two courtyards."

"The antechamber and the main chamber were absolutely filled with stagnant water."

"Great! Maybe it's another tomb of Marquis Haihun!!"

The tomb of Marquis Haihun discovered in Nanmao City, Western Xinjiang, was precisely because of the accumulation of water in the tomb, which dissuaded many tomb robbers.

The current situation of King Jing's tomb is very similar to that of Haihunhou's tomb.

There is a high probability that the tomb is still intact!

Wang Zhenhua took one last look at the cave.

Then he turned and said to the staff.

"Let's go here first today. The accumulated water in the cave can only be solved tomorrow when we arrange for someone to bring the pumping equipment."

"Everyone, go back and have a rest. Tomorrow's task will be more difficult."

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When Wang Zhenhua brought the archaeological team back to the ground again.

Only then did they realize that the sky was already dimly lit.

The staff dragged their tired bodies into the tent one by one.

After a while, the camp started snoring.

Wang Zhenhua was also getting old, and fell asleep after lying in the tent for a while.

Chapter 6 King Jing Hu Dapen

"Professor Wang! Professor Wang!"

Wang Zhenhua, who was sleeping, was suddenly woken up.

Wang Zhenhua opened his eyes and glanced at the time on his cell phone beside his pillow.

9:34

Although Wang Zhenhua is getting older, he sleeps less.

But after sleeping for four hours, he was woken up.

Immediately suffocated fire.

Pulling open the tent, Wang Zhenhua frowned and looked at Yang Lei outside.

"Don't you want to pass your graduate thesis!?"

"This wakes me up. If it's nothing serious, I will let you know why the flowers are so red!"

Looking at the teacher who was full of getting up, Yang Lei scratched his head in embarrassment.

Of course he knew his teacher's temper, if there was nothing important, he wouldn't disturb Wang Zhenhua's sleep.

"Teacher, it's from the TV station, and reporters from other media are also there."

"It's for King Jing's tomb."

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Hearing this, Wang Zhenhua's complexion suddenly became even worse.

What he hates the most are those "media" who like to distort the facts.

In the past, at the beginning of every archaeological excavation, those people came for various interviews and reports.

Little is known about the tedious cleanup that follows the archaeological work, however.

The cleanup, which can often take years, is the essence of archaeology.

But these have never been reported.

They just care about where the tomb was found and what was unearthed in the tomb.

This is why Wang Zhenhua hates the "media".

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"Those old guys don't have a clue in their mouths."

Wang Zhenhua waved his hand, "Okay, I understand."

After speaking, Wang Zhenhua put on his reading glasses and got out of the tent.

Follow Yang Lei to one direction of the camp.

A lot of people were gathering over there at this time, as well as armed police transferred from the local army.

From a long distance away, Wang Zhenhua heard the noisy voice over there.

A few sharp-eyed people noticed that Yang Lei was bringing Wang Zhenhua over, and immediately shouted.

"Professor Wang! Could you please tell me about the current situation!?"

"I heard that a large tomb from the Tang Dynasty was discovered in Fox Mountain. Is this true?"

"Who is the owner of that tomb? It's worth the archaeological team's wrath!"

"Are there any unearthed cultural relics in this tomb?"

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Hearing this series of questions, Wang Zhenhua walked in front of many reporters with a cold face, and took a microphone casually.

"The archaeological work is rigorous, and we have only unearthed a small part of the materials related to this tomb so far."

"The owner of this tomb is a king with a different surname from the Tang Dynasty."

"As for the information related to this king's tomb, it will be sent to you later."

After saying this, Wang Zhenhua turned his head and left here.

His student Yang Lei had no choice but to stay and explain the news about the royal tomb to the reporters.

Then he gave copies of the printed inscription translations to the reporters one by one.

Yang Lei explained here for a long time, and finally dismissed the media interviews of these reporters.

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a few hours later.

There was news from the construction team.

The underground water in King Jing's tomb has been drained.

So Wang Zhenhua decided to visit the tomb again.

He wore protective clothing and put on reading glasses that hung around his neck.

Yang Lei was carrying an oversized hiking bag on his back.

Inside are all the things that will be used this time.

The same goes for several other people.

Wang Zhenhua confirmed it several times before finally walking down the tomb again.

......

Maybe it's because the water has just been pumped.

The humidity in the tomb passage was heavier again.

With searchlights on, everyone quickly arrived at the patio where they came down last time.

Scanning the murals around the courtyard, Wang Zhenhua didn't stop this time.

"Keep going, there is a hole ahead."

Yang Lei ran forward a few steps and grabbed Wang Zhenhua.

"Teacher, let me go ahead."

After speaking, Yang Lei walked into the cave first.

Wang Zhenhua nodded with a smile and followed.

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The hole is not long, and as soon as you walk in, you can see the exit about ten meters away.

Because of Yang Lei's height of 1.9 meters, he could only walk in the cave with his back bent.

The light of the searchlight shone on the stone wall in the cave.