Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

In the hotel that night, four more people came one after another, a total of three men and one woman.

The woman is in charge of our logistics. She is in her 30s. She smiles a bit coquettishly. There is a mole under her eyes. There is a nickname in the industry, and she is called a mole. Later, I heard from others that the goal of a mole is to be 40 years old. Sleeped enough for a hundred men before.

"Yo Yo Yo, here's a newcomer again, it's too small, I just don't know how small it is..." A mole looked at me with a smile and said.

"Okay, okay, Xiaohong, don't scare him. This kid is young and has aura. He might become a talent after two years of training." Wang helped me out of the situation with his head.

The three men are brothers, all surnamed Sun, ranked according to their age, they are the eldest son, the second son, and the third son.

Wang Baotou said that Sun Laoer and Sun Laosan were well-known in Taoism, and Luoyang shovel could play tricks, and also had a unique skill of flying a needle to explore the soil, especially in exploring deep pits, with very rich experience.

Boss Sun has two jobs, venturing and sales. My first impression of this person is that he is calm and honest. I only learned later that this kind of person who is more honest on the surface is clever in his heart. In case of an emergency, you can take things up.

To the southwest of Shunfeng Mountain Park in Shunde, there is a small ravine, which the locals call Feimo Mountain. People often say that the big pit is on the mountainside of Feimo Mountain.

I asked him at the time: "Hold on, how do you know there is a big pit halfway up the mountain?"

The old man blew out a smoke ring, squinted his eyes and told me: "Yunfeng, close the locks and cut off the horizontal railings, and live on both sides clearly, in the high mountains and flat caves, and in the middle of the big pit."

At that time, I was in a cloud of fog, feeling that Wang Batou was talking tongue twisters, and I couldn't understand it at all.

Later, I recited the funeral scriptures, and Wang Baotou passed on his experience of searching for dragons and acupoints to me. Only then did I understand that Wang Baotou's four short sentences really exhausted the Fengshui advantages of Feimo Mountain.

That night, after one o'clock in the morning, several of us carried big bags and arrived at the halfway up Moth Mountain.

Looking at an old fir tree, the old man stomped his head and said excitedly: "Second and third, this is it, first take a sample to taste the saltiness, if there is a stone, then inject a needle!"

Sun Laoer nodded, and he pressed the small walkie-talkie on his shoulder: "Boss, we are ready to eat, are there any guests around?"

When the red light on the walkie-talkie came on, Boss Sun's deep voice came, "It's calm, let's start cooking."

Knowing that there was no one around, a flash of excitement flashed in Sun Laoer's eyes.

He took off his backpack and took out a small short stick from the bag, and finally a half-round shovel with an elbow.

Wang turned his head and said to me: "Yunfeng, this is the guy we eat. Now that the times are advancing, we have to keep up with the times. Luoyang shovels make component casings, and when they are put in the bag, no one can tell. "

Kakaka, Sun Lao Er skillfully picked up the Luoyang shovel, and the connected Luoyang shovel was very long, eight meters away.

"Second brother, this is a deep pit. Is it long enough? I still have it in my bag," Sun Laosan asked.

"Don't panic, the third child. We won't be able to play it any longer. Let's just look at the structure of the soil below and taste the saltiness first."

"Yunfeng, come here and help me," Sun Lao Er waved to me.

I hurried over to help him stand the Luoyang shovel, and then, Sun Laoer unbuttoned his pants, took out his little brother in front of me, and started to release water.

After draining the water, he shivered and picked up his pants.

Crouching down, Sun Laoer stared at the place where the water was poured for a while, then he frowned, "No, there are rocks under here, we have to shovel at another point."

"Xiao Yunfeng, just under your feet, you put the water in now."

Although I didn't understand it, I did it anyway, so I started to turn on the water.

"Hehe," Sun Laoer said with a smile: "This young man is full of firepower and energy! Look at this yellow urine."

He stared at the ground where I poured water for 2 minutes, and Sun Laoer nodded, "Just at this point, there are few rocks below, let's do it!"

He has great strength in his hands, and he can go down ten centimeters with one shovel. Luoyang shovel kept bringing soil out.

After more than half of the shovel, I found that the color of the soil brought out had changed, and it became a little black.

I asked: "Second brother, look quickly, the mud has turned black, has it reached the ground?"

"It's early, this kind of black soil is not what we want. It's the fertilizer layer of rotten tree roots, which is useless for hanging."

The hole gets deeper and deeper.

"Damn, it's awesome, the pole is not enough, third child! Lengthen it!"

With the lengthening of the shaft, the Luoyang shovel continued to drop.

An hour later, the shovel brought out a layer of white soil, and there was still some green soil under the white soil.

Sun Laoer sniffed the soil, and suddenly became agitated.

"Grass! The boss! This kid Yunfeng is a lucky star! I haven't seen such a big hole in two years!"

"A shovel hit the rammed earth layer, and the white plaster mud is connected with the green plaster mud!"

"Either the nobles of the Western Zhou Dynasty! Or the little princes and kings!"

"We're going to send it!"

"Hush! Second brother, please keep your voice down," Sun Laosan reminded with a frown.

Sun's second son didn't care, he waved his hand: "The main reason is that I haven't seen green belt white in a few years, I hope it's a new pot."

Xinguo means that the tomb has never been stolen before, and it is fresh, so you can make a lot of money if you do it once.

The old man said quietly at this time: "It's all luck, even if it's a leftover pot, if there are still two pieces of meat in it, our trip is not in vain."

"This is the Western Zhou Pit. What if there is a Four-ram Fang Zun or a bronze blood Fang Zun?"

"Haha, it's still up to you to think about it. If that kind of thing really comes out, we don't dare to sell it, and we will be investigated and killed." After saying this, Sun Laoer pressed the intercom again and said, "Boss, You said that there is a square statue of four sheep in this tomb, do you have a way to make a move?"

The red light on the walkie-talkie came on, and a burst of radio waves came.

"Fang Zun, what a fart! I don't want to get shot yet, hurry up and get to work!"

The Sun family brothers are well-known in the road, relying on their real skills. Through the structure of the soil layer of the shovel, they can probably picture the situation of the big pit below in their minds.

Because the age is too far away, this kind of tomb usually has subsidence. If you want to dig to the main tomb in a straight line with your eyes closed, it is basically a fantasy. If you don’t do it, you will dig more and more sideways, and eventually you will miss the funerary objects. Pass.

Therefore, it is the safest way to dig down along the top of the tomb passage, and then choose to go to the ear chamber or the main chamber.

The second child and the third child went into battle together, and excavated with the whirlwind shovel. At this time, it was time for me to work on the field.

My job is to loose soil, but not all soil is scattered. Otherwise, the robbery hole is more than ten meters deep, and I can't carry so much soil.

The soil that is the same color as the surrounding soil is basically scattered on the spot, and it is basically invisible. I am responsible for the soil dug up from the rammed earth layer, that is, the white soil and green soil.

Because the green paste mud and white paste mud are mixed with the soil, the color difference is too obvious, so I need to scatter this part of the soil around without leaving any traces in place.

There are people farming everywhere in this mountain, and the blue and white soil brought up by the whirlwind shovel is not dared to be thrown away. It can only be piled aside first, and it will be disposed of when the sky is about to dawn.