Only Canghai went to the village, and originally Hu Shijie wanted Ping'an or Lin Jinyong to follow, but Canghai refused.

The work in the field has not been done yet, go to two or three people at once to slip outside, how can it work, even if it is pretending, you have to leave people at home to whitewash it, selling melons every year is so profitable, you can't be seen as lazy and casual to earn, and you have to pretend to be hard.

At about half past four, after a brief preparation, Canghai set off with the ugly donkey and three other mules of the second generation, that is, the children of the ugly donkey.

There were more than 20 archaeologists of all ages and children sitting on the four carts, most of them were eating and drinking, but the things these people carried with them were not much, and half of the carts were not full.

I originally thought that this journey would be quite boring, because sitting next to Canghai was a sixty-year-old old man with gray hair, the old man's surname was Zhang, Canghai called him Zhang Gong with everyone, and I didn't know if it was Zhang Gong, or Zhang Gong just called it anyway, Canghai was not ready to marry the old man, and he knew what to do so clearly.

Canghai didn't expect that he and the old man were thirty years apart, and there were actually talking and laughing along the way.

It's not that Canghai can speak well, but that this Zhang Gong is a wonderful person, don't look at his age, but his personality is like a little baby, and he has witty words, and Canghai is a brother, and when he talks about digging graves, it is even more gushing, and Canghai listens to it with relish, and the distress of being caught in his heart disappears instantly.

"That year, we received the following report, saying that there was a family in the village watering the field, and after the water was released, the two of them waited for the water to come in at the edge of the field, but after waiting for half an hour and no water came in, the two got up to see what was going on, and when the two of them arrived at the place, they saw that there was a big whirlpool in the field, and all the water was sucked into this whirlpool."

"Haven't it been filled in half an hour, how big is this vortex?" Canghai asked.

"You heard that I said that these two people are quite knowledgeable, and their quality is also high, and they guessed that this may be an ancient tomb at a glance, and many people in Guanzhong have done this education, so when the two of them saw it, they immediately reported it to the Cultural Relics Bureau!"

Zhang Gong said this, rested, saw that Canghai was very obedient and handed over the kettle, took the kettle with a smile and took a small sip, made a sound, wiped his beard and continued to say.

"At that time, my teacher was leading the team, and I was less than thirty years old at the time, which is about the same age as you are now. After the archaeological team arrived, the gap in the water has been blocked, a big hole is black exposed, I stretched out my head to see, my heart sank, because the hole is too familiar, it is a robbery hole, with a shovel probe, bottomless, everyone is even more disappointed, I think this robbery hole is just above the coffin, the means of the tomb robbers are quite high......".

Canghai listened to the old man's story, from finding that the water was a thief hole, to finally pumping water, opening the tomb door and entering, suddenly there was a peak.

"When we went into the tomb, we found that the whole tomb was empty, and some of the frescoes on the walls were destroyed, and there was nothing in them, even the coffin was completely rotten. Everyone is called a disappointment, you must know that this tomb is a prince-level tomb in shape and specifications, not to mention anything else but the area of this tomb is amazing, but unfortunately the things inside are gone, we are disappointed, suddenly my teacher reached out on the surrounding wall and knocked lightly, knocked for a while and then said to us: There is a tomb next to it'."

Hearing him say this, everyone began to excavate the tomb next to it, and soon dug the tomb road, and when the tomb road was opened, everyone was shocked again, the tomb was well preserved, but it was a mess, some pottery was broken to the ground, and some bronze fragments, needless to say that the tomb had also been stolen. And guess what happened when we entered the burial chamber?"

After Zhang Gong sold a pass, he said to Canghai: "There is a thief hole on the side of the coffin, and there is a human bone in the thief hole, we are curious to look up, good guy, the human bone is not one, there are three bodies, and the skull at the bottom has a hole, and at a glance, you can know that it was smashed with a stone from above, and the stone fell in the coffin, and the remaining two are ...... that were thrown down alive by someone who broke their limbs."

"Uneven dirty?" asked Canghai.

Zhang Gong said: "Who knows, speculation is so, but what is the real reason is only to ask this person, the year before yesterday, we advanced technology to test these three bones, you know what these three people are still related to, a father and two sons, and an old worker said that this father and son have practiced soft bone art, and they are experts in tomb robbing."

"And this thing?"

After Canghai asked, he felt that this question was redundant, the things hanging around his neck were all against the sky, so he didn't allow others to practice a vaporization and cultivate into a half-immortal body?

"There are still talented people in this world, we don't believe that just because we haven't seen it, some tomb robbers can even shrink themselves like a child," Zhang Gong sighed.

"Those few in the village also have stunts?"

"Those few are some things, but they are relying on explosives!"

"Finding a grave is also a technical job, right?"

Zhang Gong's old face flushed: "That fat man is my student!"

Canghai was stunned when he heard this: "Shouldn't your student stay in the archaeological team, why did you start a tomb robbery?"

Zhang Gong sighed: "How much money does it take to test your heart for a month, and how much does it cost to dig an ancient tomb? It's a pity that this child is a talented child that I have counted on one hand in archaeology for decades, but he has used his talent in the wrong place!"

"It's been out again for a few years, what are you sighing for?"

Zhang Gong said: "You don't know, he has to be shot this time!"

"So serious?"

"There are at least 30 first-class cultural relics stolen, and there are hundreds of second-class cultural relics, what do you say?" Zhang Gong said.

"That's right!" Canghai said.

When Cang Hai said this, two people immediately looked up at his back, but Cang Hai didn't notice it at all, which showed that the middle-aged fat bandit's previous popularity was not bad.

"Teacher, where are we camping today?"

At this time, a woman with glasses asked Zhang Gong.

Zhang Gong glanced at Canghai, and Canghai realized that before he knew it, the sun was about to set, and the red sun was invisible, only to see a fiery red left in the west.

"Let's walk for another two hours, now that the weather is cool, why don't you hurry at this time?" Canghai said.

Zhang Gong smiled: "Listen to you!"

So Zhang Gong began to tell the story again, Canghai continued to listen happily, and the group of people sitting in the back all hung their heads and shrugged their heads like frosted eggplants, looking like they wanted to rest early. It's just that Canghai has the final say now, and they can only listen.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Canghai chose a place to camp, and then settled down, and everyone began to cook and camp.

These people have survived in the wild, and after a while, the camp was tidied up, and the meal began to be cooked, Canghai had nothing to do, just fed the livestock, and then continued to brag with Zhang Gong.

The camp is next to the canyon, now the canyon is not as dry as before, the bottom of the valley is a river, the water level is not shallow on the side of Sijiaping, there is a depth of four or five meters, and there are some small trees and shrubs on both sides of the canyon, anyway, as long as there is water, there will be plants.

Although the opposite side is a distance of more than 100 meters, but if you want to pass from this side, you need to fly, even if the four board cars are pulled by ugly donkeys, it is delusional, not to mention the water below, just say that the cliffs on both sides are not something that these people can conquer.

"How many years has your village existed?" asked Zhang Gong.

Canghai said: "Who knows, I think it's been two or three hundred years, and the earliest tomb of an ancestor is the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, why do you ask?"

Zhang Gong took out the map, and then clicked: "Look at the location of your village, and the location of this tomb."

"The straight-line distance is four or five miles," Canghai didn't need to look at the map to know.

"The location of your village may be the location of the mausoleum keepers, the ancient tombs are regulated, such as this kind of tomb, and according to the results of the current trial, it should be the tomb of the king in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, from the geographical point of view, your village is exactly where the mausoleum keepers ......," Zhang Gong said.

Canghai was stunned for a moment, he had never thought of such a statement, but after thinking for a while, he shook his head: "Impossible, if it is passed down from that time, how much is this grave now?"

Zhang Gongdao: "Look at the tomb and say, such a tomb will not be without a burial tomb, the previous system still had people martyred, as long as the tomb with such a regulation was at that time, it was impossible to have no burial tomb or human martyrdom pit, now people seem to be very cruel, but this is caused by the social system at that time."

Hearing Zhang Gong say this, Canghai actually had some little hope in his heart.

After eating, they went back to their tents to sleep, Canghai didn't like to live with strangers, so he made a small camping tent and went in to rest.

Lie down and open your eyes again The night passed peacefully, got up early in the morning, after eating something, the team continued to hurry, walked for a day and a half before crossing the canyon, and walked back for almost a day, only then did they arrive in front of the tomb, that is, the old people said that the mound of soldiers.

Standing next to Bingqiu Tuo, Canghai suddenly felt that this mound was a little extraordinary, he had come to play a few times when he was a child, of course, there was no water in the canyon at that time, there was a shrub next to Bingqiu Tuozi, there were some small medicinal herbs in the bush, someone in the town collected it, it was not expensive, it took five or six days to dig four or five yuan, but it was already a lot of income for students.

"There's a dark river here, and the water level isn't high!"

Seeing the green bushes, Zhang Gong said affirmatively.

Where is this used to say, Canghai also knows, otherwise where did the shrubs come from. There is water, but it is far away from the village, so no one is digging a well here.

As for Zhang Gong, who is so old and has apprentices and grandchildren, it is naturally impossible to roll up his sleeves and do hard work, so he followed Canghai around the Bingqiu Tuozi.

Before he came, Canghai pondered about going back earlier, but after arriving, he was curious to see how these archaeologists worked, so he stayed for two days to see how these people dug graves.

When I didn't understand it, I felt that this work must be very mysterious, but after watching it for a day, Canghai felt that it was just like this, a group of people took a long Luoyang shovel to tinker with it here, and tinkered with it there, and took a look at the soil that was taken out, and sometimes I had to smell it, there were really no new tricks, and I felt annoyed when I saw too much.

"Teacher, teacher!"

Just when Canghai was bored, a student stood halfway up the mound and shouted at Zhang Gong.

"Teacher, there's a thief hole here!"

As soon as Canghai heard about the robbery of the cave, he immediately came to his senses, and after listening to the story for several days, Canghai had not seen what the robbery cave looked like, so he immediately stood up and ran towards the waist.

When he came to this person's side, Canghai immediately wanted to scold his mother, in Canghai's eyes, this is completely a dirt pit, almost forty or fifty centimeters deep, where can it be considered a hole.

What is Guan Jian, this thing looks a little bigger, almost sixty or seventy centimeters, or is it square, this thing can also be regarded as a thief?

How long will it take? Is the tomb robber ready to stay here for a long time?