Under the gaze of everyone, the police car pulled up nearby, and about 20 policemen got out of three minivans, some with guns on their waists.

"What's going on? are you going to come to our border village to kill someone and make a threat?" the grandfather looked at the policeman who came and asked indifferently.

"Old man, old man, there is nothing at all. We received a call here, saying that it was the ancient tomb that was found, and the ancient tomb belonged to the state, so what about it...... "How could the police who led the team not know the old man of the Bian family, let alone the old man of the Bian family, he is clear of the old men of several villages in the vicinity, if he doesn't know which one he is good at."

As soon as he received the call, he began to scold his mother, he didn't want to go to the police, but there was no way, the county bureau over there had already issued an order, asking him to bring someone over to understand the situation, and by the way, protect the ancient tomb, and not let the villagers destroy the cultural relics inside.

This really didn't want to come to this mountain valley, so he scolded the leader of the county bureau directly in his heart: Why don't you come if you are so capable?

In his eyes, these villagers inside are much more difficult than the ones outside, and the notoriously huddled, that is, the whole village is very united, not at all like the village outside, which has long been a plate of scattered sand over the years. Really, a few years ago, you had to worry about going into the village to arrest people, but now you don't need to think much about going into the village to arrest people, you just drive a car and send a dozen policemen to arrest people.

There is also a big disadvantage in this village, as soon as there is a wind and grass, people will petition, and other places to petition that is one person or two, as long as you find someone to block, and then bring people back, but you can't do this when you meet these people, and people petition dozens of tractors at every turn, two or three thousand people will give you a match in an instant, and these old men are not afraid of anything, they are all in their nineties, what are you afraid of. Even if they go in, what can you do for them? Not only can they not work, but they also have to send someone to serve them, otherwise if something goes wrong and they die in prison, it will be a troublesome matter.

When there was a mess, not to mention that he was a small director in the countryside, the director of the county bureau was not useful, so when this came, the county bureau instructed him to pay attention to his work attitude.

said that it was an instruction, in fact, it has been said very clearly, if something happens, your kid is the first person responsible, otherwise why would the director scold his mother.

"Yo, it's really strange, our surname is not anything else, we have lived here since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, and every mountain, water, grass and tree here is made out by our ancestors. The Manchu Qing Dynasty came in, these things are ours, and Lao Jiang didn't say that these things were his, how can you drop them, and now this thing has become yours all of a sudden? Are you unreasonable?"

Suddenly, someone next to him said something strange.

The eldest grandfather glared at him, and the person who said strange things said: "What nonsense!"

After speaking, he turned his head and said to the police officer: "This is not an ancient tomb, it is a hiding place in our village to prevent military disasters in the past, and there is nothing else in it, just some food or something, there may be a meeting and some wine, all of which are household things, and valuable things are nothing."

"I haven't heard of this," the director asked in a low voice.

Grandpa explained a little here.,This thing is usually not opened.,And few people know.,A hiding place like this is usually one or two people in the village who know.,Because you know more.,It's inevitable that this thing will be leaked out.,In case there's a little accident.,The whole village is hiding here and it's a nest of people.。

It's really good to keep it secret, but it's a pity that it's a mistake, and this place disappeared with the old man who knew it. Originally, the grandfather was a little worried at that time, but later after the founding of New China, the world was too peaceful, and this place was not needed, and there was a reason for time, and gradually the older generation of people forgot about this matter, and in modern society, machine guns and cannons, this thing is not very useful.

Who would have thought that a group of stupid children would inadvertently mess around and make up an entrance to this corridor.

It's not right to say that it is an entrance, this place is the mouth of the well where the water is drawn, as long as there is enough food, then hundreds of people can be hidden here without going out for a month.

"This ......" the director looked at the grandfather of the Bian family, and didn't know what to do.

"Why don't you all go down and have a look?" said the director, after a moment's thought.

The grandfather thought for a while and said, "It's okay to go and see, but no one can touch the things inside!"

When the director heard this, he agreed: "That's nature!"

The archaeological captain is silent now, he has a heart here, but he also knows that this road is the role that the old man said, and other people's things are really not easy to force.

Of course, how to really need any national-level cultural relics in it, you don't expect to give up just like that, there is no way to use force, but he will be reasonable, just a little bit of saliva is wasted, anyway, it's not the first time he has done this kind of thing.

Some people on the Internet slandered archaeology as digging people's ancestral graves, and the archaeological captain was extremely unrecognizable, and some people mentioned the mistakes made when excavating the Wanli Mausoleum, which caused huge losses, and he agreed, but he did not agree with the association of archaeology with other ancestral tombs.

So, someone was arranged here to prepare to go down.

Just as everyone was discussing how to go down, they suddenly heard the neighing of horses.

As soon as everyone turned their heads, they found that on the cliff of about fifty meters, there was a small pony standing in fear.

Bian Rui fixed his eyes and saw who was not his own pony?

Reaching out and pulling over the kid who was looking for him, Bian Rui asked, "Is it the horse?"

"Well, it's the one that fell, how did it run there?"

"Nonsense, there must be an exit over there, why did you go over there," Bian Rui said with a smile.

The cry of the pony immediately attracted the parents and brothers lying in the river, and the stupid cow and the three ponies gathered at the foot of the mountain to bark. It seems that I want to let the little pony above come down, almost twenty or thirty meters high, the pony is scared off, and now it is estimated that it is difficult to walk, let alone come down.

Moreover, if the horse is not towed, it will not retreat, and naturally it will not be possible to retreat into the hole, so the stupid horse just stood on the shore wall, and kept calling, and the sound of calling out was full of trembling.

"Uncle, do you want to get the horse down?"

Bian Rui glanced at the stupid boy and said, "You go!"

"I can't!"

After Bian Rui finished speaking, he began to stretch out and look at the people below who were about to go down to the corridor.

There were two people from the archaeological team, two people from Bianjia Village, and no one from the police side, so these four people slowly slid into the tunnel along the zipline.

After a while, someone came to report what was in it to the people above, and everyone felt that it was really nothing after listening to it, because the millet in it had already turned into ashes after so many years, leaving only some large vats containing millet, and this jar was nothing unusual, it was the loess mud jar on ordinary people's homes, and this thing was still sold.

In addition, there are some daily necessities, many things are rotten, only the porcelain is left, and there are some things made of iron, and now the rusty ones can only be seen simply, that thing is a spoon or a shovel, in short, the things in it are ordinary people's homes, even if it is something from the Ming Dynasty, it is not worth a few dollars.

The only thing that interested the villagers was that the place inside was very large, Bian Rui took a look at the people below and took a photo, there are seven or eight stone rooms on both sides of the road, each of which can almost have a hundred or ten square meters, and the least of them also has three stone chambers, and these stone chambers are all made of long stones.

Just to build these stone chambers, Bian Rui felt that he didn't know how much labor would be needed to build them.

In the past, there was no explosives or anything like that in quarrying, all of them were burned with fire and then watered, so that the heat and cold shrank the stones out of cracks, and then chiseled them with fiber, and each stone chamber was built without knowing how much labor it would take to build, and just such a stone chamber was auctioned out of as many as seven or eight rooms distributed on both sides of the road.

"It's not the things that are valuable, but the stone room, how much labor does it take to build such a stone room."

The archaeological captain couldn't help but sigh.

From his work to the present, he had never seen such a large stone chamber. It's not that I haven't seen it, and the space inside many imperial tombs is quite large, but it is an imperial tomb, built with the power of the whole country.

But what kind of place is Bianjia Village, now there are only about 100 households, and the total population is about 1,000 people, with such a population, how to build such a stone room, this is simply a miracle.

Here, Bian Rui found a good thing, and listened to the captain's mouth chattering about miracles and the like, so he opened his mouth and said, "This thing is finally from our village now, right?"

The captain looked up and saw a picture on Bian Rui's mobile phone, on which there was an inscription on the stone wall of the pavilion with an inscription on the stone chamber.

Bian Rui also just turned to this photo, and at a glance, he felt that this word was well written, and after reading through the content, he knew that it was his own ancestor who wrote this word, and the person was also checkable, and the name of this person was written on the genealogy, but the direct descendants of this person had died at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and the rest were like Bian Rui's group of people, all of whom were descendants of this cousin.

This is also an unlucky one, who built this good stone room to avoid military disasters for his descendants, and the dynasty changed, who knew that his own blood was extinct.

Bian Rui was very happy, because this inscription proved that this stone Yongdao was surnamed Bian.

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