The ground covered with yellow sand rustles when you step on it.

Madara walks behind, scraping off the sand from the ground with his toes from time to time.

"Brother Sheng, what are you doing?"

"Draw!"

Tae-ho thought it was strange that this girl would scratch the sand on the ground from time to time when she entered the passage. He asked casually, and didn't take her answer seriously!

The light of the flashlight in the hand is very weak, shining on the ground, the horizontal plane of the stone cutting is very flat, and the auspicious cloud pattern can be seen everywhere!

The purpose of the middle-aged person to lead the way is very strong, and there are many side roads in the aisle. Madara followed behind, and Tae-ho walked in the middle. The occasional wind blew and the aisle sounded a whining cry that scared him to stiffness. As a last resort, Banzhu had no choice but to let him follow Shen Wenyuan and walk in the middle of her palace.

"Dog, you're too timid, aren't you?" Banzhu looked a little contemptuous, "You follow the uncle, he is yang, and he is afraid of ghosts!"

Shen Wenyuan: Are you praising me?

The aisle went back and forth, and it was dark and there was no head or tail. After turning a corner, the middle-aged man who led the team stopped: "I'm about to go down the stairs, pay attention to safety!"

Seeing the boy's fearful expression, the middle-aged man approached the boy, took his hand, and led him down the stone stairs.

"What's your name?"

"Tae-ho!"

"That's good, that's good!" the middle-aged man laughed gently, "Tae-ho, do you know how the tomb robbery came about?"

"I don't know, is my uncle going to tell me?"

"Of course!" the middle-aged man paused, stood at the end of the stone steps, and thought for a while and walked towards the intersection near the left, "All kinds of information prove that in the Neolithic, there was already a phenomenon of tomb destruction. Especially after the great social changes of "the collapse of etiquette and music" in the Spring and Autumn Period, thick burials rose, and tomb robbery was rampant. Do you know what the significance of tombs is to human society?"

Tae-ho shook his head, he didn't understand. The Tengu clan has a long lifespan, and the more advanced the spell, the more the lifespan tends to be Tianqi. When a clansman dies, he will only leave the clan and find a place where no one has ever been to bury himself.

There has never been a burial, and naturally the situation of robbing the tomb is not encountered.

"The tombs are often accompanied by a large number of funerary goods, which are what we call cultural relics!" said the middle-aged man, adjusting the light of the flashlight. The dim beam of light, slowly spreading into the distance in the darkness, drowned in the darkness, "The written definition of cultural relics is all valuable material remains left over from the historical development of human society, created by human beings or related to human activities, and cannot be recreated." Do you know what it means to be irreproducible?"

"I..."

"You're too young to understand these things, but you should understand that you are a thief if you don't ask. Once the cultural relics are destroyed, the impact is immeasurable, and the time, characters, and stories behind each cultural relics may lose the opportunity to be solved because of someone's unintentional mistake!"

What did he take?

"Therefore, it is urgent to protect cultural relics. And..."The middle-aged man said this, bending down slightly against the black aisle, "Our people pay attention to entering the soil for safety, and outsiders really shouldn't disturb the purity of their predecessors." What do you think, kid Tae-ho?"

"I found out, uncle, you like to ask questions, and spread superstitious thoughts, but you have to believe that science is the truth!"

It's a good atmosphere, and Madara Bamboo spoiled the original professor's atmosphere with one sentence.

The middle-aged man was not angry, and smiled gently: "You are right, superstition is unacceptable." It's coming, everyone watch their step!"

Just around the corner, there was a faint light at the end of the aisle, swaying in the heavy wind.

Madara followed the crowd and walked behind. There are rut marks on the pavement on the soles of the feet, like bicycle tires, and the marks are very shallow. Occasionally, there will be a thick black gum mark across two adjacent stones.

Through the aisle, everything under the light and shadow at the end gradually appeared in front of them.

At the end of the aisle is a stone chamber, but it is only 10 square meters in size. The whole room was empty, with two wheelbarrows in the corner, and next to it was a generator the size of the backyard of the Taoist temple, and several staff members were busy in the stone room.

There is a small opening on the left wall of the stone room, and two uniformed men are squatting on the ground, holding small wooden brushes, brushing the wall. The hot breath exhaled from the mask penetrated through the gap in the bridge of the nose, and the glasses on the nose were already foggy.

Banzhu suddenly wanted to laugh, if there is really a spirit in the sky, the owner of this tomb is afraid that the coffin board can be used as a weapon, and everyone here will be fanned away!

"Teacher Bai, it's really time for you to come, we have found out!" The man next to Xiaokouzi took off his glasses and handed them to the assistant behind him. Rubbing the tip of his nose, he reached for his polished glasses. When he turned around, he saw them, and pointed to the small mouth as if inviting merit, "There is an outlet here!"

Obviously, the middle-aged man was even more excited, and he couldn't care about other people's greetings for a long time. Squatting by the mouth early, holding a wooden brush, brushing the mouth.

So, this basketball-sized opening, is it deliberately sabotaged?

The hole was a little bigger, and the middle-aged man stuck his head directly into it. Exposed, kneeling on the ground. On the hem of the clothes, a thick layer of loess was scraped off. Madara always feels weird when he looks at it like this. Could this Teacher Bai be too excited, or too crazy?

"This is it, this is it!" Teacher Bai looked at the entrance of the cave for a long time before he retreated, holding a head of loess on his head, and yelled at the staff behind him.

Obviously, the staff was also very excited, smiling one by one, hugging their neighboring loess comrades.

Standing at the intersection, the three unmoved looked a little out of place in the lively atmosphere.

"Teacher Bai, who are they?"

Finally, someone remembered to ask the three extra people present.

"This is sent from above, to open the tomb at the back!" Teacher Bai paused slightly halfway through speaking, "However, you don't need it now, you can choose someone to send them out!"

Teacher Bai handed over the things in his hand to the assistant, walked to the wooden cabinet and took out his white coat, put on a mask and joined the excavation of Xiaokouzi.

Old man Feng took the tools and went down to the tomb. Not long after I set off, there were footsteps behind me.

"Well, could it be a companion?"

Sure enough, there were quite a few people who came up with this idea, and he had to speed up. Now that you're here, you can't just make a soup!

He sped up, the compass in his hand changing direction from time to time. He took a few steps as he kept the mark. If someone sees it, it will find out. The yellow sand in the corner of the wall is arranged according to the four elephants and five elements, sneaking!

Old Man Feng looked at the patterns on the wall and fell into deep thought: "It's strange, could it be that my peers are so disregarded for the morality of the rivers and lakes!"

Retail homehusbands like them, who beg for a living underground, have many unwritten rules!

The first one is that the hole does not enter the second household!