Canghai held the lamp in his hand, looked at the complicated patterns on the door, turned his head to ask what was on it, and turned his head to see Zhang Gong, the old man, stretched out his hands as if he was fascinated and rubbed on the patterns, as if he was a great treasure.

"How do I open it?"

Canghai waited for about five or six minutes, he was really a little impatient, he came down to see if there were any treasures in the tomb, imagining the scene when he opened the door, and the gold in his eyes directly dazzled his eyes, not to look at the door with an old man.

Even if there is no treasure to see what structure is inside the tomb, it is good to stand at the door and slam the door with an old man.

"Don't speak!" Zhang Gong said very dissatisfied.

Canghai had to close his mouth and look around with the lantern in his hand, but this look made Canghai find an unusual place, there were some words written on a wall of the tomb road, the writing was very untidy, crooked, like a drunk drunk.

I know it's a word, but Canghai is an unrecognizable, and it can't be said to be an unrecognizable, some words are still a bit similar to modern times, but whether it's or not Canghai can't be determined, anyway, every font is twisted and turned, and none of them are normal in Canghai's opinion.

"There are words here!"

Canghai turned his head and said to the two people who were stupidly studying the gate.

Hearing Canghai say that there were words here, Zhang Gong and the two immediately came to Canghai's side with the lamp.

Zhang Gong came to Canghai's side, stretched out his hand and pushed Canghai aside, then carefully looked at the words on the wall, and then slowly read it out: "Don't Xiao Lu, take it and use it, cover up your shame." It seems to mean so."

"What do you mean?" asked Canghai.

The archaeological team member next to him said: "It's very simple, this tomb robber is called Lu, and the life can't pass the poem and steal it to the head of the ancestor, leaving a word to express his shame, which is roughly what it means!"

"Ahh

Now many people may not care much about these, but in ancient times, ancestors for our people that is spiritual sustenance, equivalent to the statue in the church, the god in the temple, even more than this!

After Zhang Gong looked at it, he didn't say a word, and began to take the lamp in his hand and slowly inspect the surrounding stone walls one by one.

"What are you doing here?" asked Canghai.

"If this person can come in, then he will definitely be able to open the tomb door from the outside, but I don't know where the mechanism to open the door is, so you can also look for it and see that there is something special on the ground or on the wall," Zhang Gong said.

"Isn't this door blocked with a broken dragon stone?" Canghai asked curiously.

"The broken dragon stone is a later thing, if it is a broken dragon stone, the door can be pushed open a little, at least a little bit of a seam, but this door is definitely not a broken dragon stone when it is pushed tightly and motionless!" Zhang Gong said.

"Could that be the door of death?"

"If it's the door of death, how did the person who left the message get in?" The archaeological team members looked at the sea as if they were looking at a fool.

Canghai must be an unprofessional archaeological team member, archaeological knowledge is still in the stage of the hooves of the black donkey, where can I figure these out for a while, anyway, I asked casually, and I didn't think carefully about the brain, so I didn't mind being scared, and I looked for it on the wall with the lamp in my hand.

The three of them searched for a long time, but they didn't find anything unique, except that the words on the wall were smooth and slippery all around.

"Forget it, go up, wait for the big team to come over, Canghai, if you're okay, you can go back," Zhang Gong said.

"Not opening today?"

Canghai was a little reluctant.

Zhang Gong smiled: "How are you going to open it?"

"This thing is just cut open, now that the tool is so strong, it's not easy to deal with a door?" Canghai said.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Gong stretched out his hand and patted him on the back: "We are archaeology, not tomb robbing, if you use explosives as you say, wouldn't it be more convenient! Okay, don't talk nonsense, you can go back."

"I won't need to send the supplies in the future?" Canghai asked.

"No need, this gate alone is worth paying attention to, and I will have to report to the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau when I go up to the meeting, and the next thing has nothing to do with you," Zhang Gong said.

Canghai had to shrug his shoulders when he heard this, he understood that if the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau came over, it would not be a problem to transfer a helicopter, and now it was not N years ago, all the archaeologists were carrying shovels and shovels, and the resources that the real tomb could mobilize were not even ten helicopters.

The three of them came out of the cave in turn, and Canghai cleaned up here, unloaded all the things on the cart, brought a little dry food for himself, and a small tent of his own, and muttered about these guys who unloaded the mill and killed the donkey, and ran all the way back to the village.

There is nothing unsightly on the road to block Canghai's road, several board cars are empty, Canghai here to drive the board car like flying, two or three days of the road will be completed in less than two days.

"Canghai, you're back!"

As soon as he entered the village, Li Licheng, who was squatting at the door and sucking dinner, saw Canghai and looked up and asked.

"You're back, Teacher Guan, they're all gone, right?"

"I left a few days ago, by the way, did you kid see that big tomb?" asked Li Licheng.

Li Licheng's voice immediately summoned everyone nearby, and they began to ask about the tomb one by one, the appearance of the ancient tomb is a big news for the villagers, and there is nothing else to do except work all day long, this matter is just gossip and gossip.

"I saw it, and I entered the cemetery, but unfortunately the tomb door couldn't be opened, so I turned around in the cemetery......" Canghai told the villagers what he saw.

"How big is that tomb?" Li Liren walked up from below with a bowl.

"It's quite big, there is no problem with three people walking side by side in the tomb, almost two meters high, I heard Zhang Gong say that this is a cemetery!" Canghai poured out everything he knew.

"Hey, I thought it was the tomb of the emperor's old son, but I didn't expect it to be just a cemetery! Is there a treasure in it?" a young voice in the crowd was disappointed.

"There are only a few emperors in history! How can we have an emperor's tomb here, even if there is, it is a small country, how interesting it can be to be an emperor behind closed doors!"

Someone else retorted.

Canghai said: "At that time, there was no such thing as an emperor, at that time the highest was the king, the king of Zhou was the largest, and the following is the public wait, such as Qi Heng Gong, these are all gongs, and the public tomb is already not small, if the tomb of King Zhou is buried here, we don't want to live in peace in the future."

Canghai is also nonsense, the tomb of King Zhou is not here, the tomb of King Zhou is in Luoyang's Zhou Mountain, and now it has been developed into a scenic spot. It's just that fewer people know about it, and it's far less famous than the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

As soon as everyone heard this, they felt that this mausoleum was also good, and it was equivalent to the prince's level.

After about half an hour, Canghai got out and returned home, took a good bath, changed into a set of clean clothes, Canghai sat comfortably under the grape trellis, sucked up a bowl of noodles, the bowl was very large, this bowl contained at least half a catty of noodles, and there were two full poached eggs lying on the full beef slices, and the whole bowl began to pile up small tips.

"Are you running away from the famine?"

Hu Shijie happened to come over here, and when he saw Canghai looking like a starving ghost reincarnated, he joked with a smile.

Canghai swallowed the noodles in his mouth: "No, it's almost the same, follow those people all day long either flatbread or instant noodles, eating a bowl of noodles is considered sumptuous, next time you don't call me to do this kind of work."

"I just heard your kid talk in the crowd, why did his face change when he turned around" Hu Shijie said Canghai, and then sat down on the recliner next to him with his buttocks.

"Something?"

Seeing Hu Shijie's style, Canghai immediately guessed that the old man had something to find him.

"Of course there is something, Mayor Lu is coming over in two weeks, and I am thinking about how everyone can prepare for this reception and make this reception lively...... Hu Shijie said.

Canghai asked, "The date is set?"

Mayor Lu refers to Lu Yanzhi, who is also in charge of agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry and fishery in the city, and belongs to the marginal figures in the city team. However, in two or three years, he was promoted from the county magistrate to the mayor and was considered a new star in the city's political arena, and the promotion was quite a block.

A large part of Lu Yanzhi's achievements in the county is the refinery invested by the Japanese, high-tech and pollution-free, and the rise of Sijiaping Village, which can be regarded as a perfect start to Lu Yanzhi's political career.

Not to mention that watermelons have begun to grow in the surrounding countryside now, which can be regarded as having something to do with his political achievements.

"Well, it's settled, this time in addition to the city, the provincial side of Taiwan will also come down, I heard that it is likely that the China Television side also intends to make a film about our four Ping villages getting rich......" Hu Shijie said with his eyebrows dancing.

"You discuss this matter with me, Grandpa Hu, my small head can't afford such a big hat, you still have to listen to the arrangements in the county," Canghai said.

Canghai was completely blind to the reception of this thing, although he knew that Lu Yanzhi was going to come down, but he didn't think much about it, how to go about the process when a mayor came down, where to go, what to see, there had to be arrangements, where was what Sijiaping Village said.

As a member of Sijiaping Village, just listen to the arrangement honestly, at most it is a flag waving and shouting, what to do if you have nothing to do with so many things!

Hu Shijie doesn't think so, he has a good impression of Lu Yanzhi, when Sijiaping Village began to develop, Lu Yanzhi can be said to have given considerable support, although some things seem to be trivial, but if you really start the process, it is estimated that it will be easy, and opening a company to cover more than 20 chapters is not played in a TV series.

Therefore, this time Lu Yanzhi came down, Hu Shijie felt that Sijiaping Village had to behave and give Mayor Lu a good face, so that Mayor Lu knew that Mayor Lu did not look away back then.

Canghai looked at Hu Shijie with an excited face, and didn't know what to say for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, Canghai asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

"You have to dress up the village and make some good harvest scenes...... Hu Shijie said.

When Canghai heard this, he smiled bitterly.

According to what Hu Shijie said, everyone has to hang strings of corn cobs at the door of every house, as well as strings of red peppers like small lanterns, and the golden corn cobs are matched with red peppers, which looks like a new countryside.

"I said Grandpa Hu, do you think that corn cobs and red peppers are hung at the door, and Cadillacs in the garage are used to meet the scene? According to what you said, every family has to get a walk-behind tractor to support the scene?" Canghai was speechless for Hu Shijie's thoughts.

Now the village is neat and tidy like a park, with birds and flowers everywhere and green trees, which is already the most top-of-the-line new countryside.

Okay, why are you driving backwards, and hanging corn cobs and red peppers, why don't you give each person a brand new sheepskin jacket, and then wrap a white hand towel around the door of their heads, and then play a small waist drum to welcome the mayor all the way back."

"Isn't it good?" Hu Shijie didn't feel that his idea was very low-end, but felt that his idea was very good.

"Isn't our village good now? Why do you want to revert the image of the village back to the year before last?" Canghai asked rhetorically.

Hu Shijie said: "I think it can show the achievements of our new countryside."

"Forget it, why don't you talk to Zhang Heng about this, Mayor Lu will come down to investigate, it is impossible for him not to greet him."

Canghai felt that he and Hu Shijie couldn't make sense in this regard, so he simply kicked the ball to Zhang Heng, anyway, as Lu Yanzhi's number one horse boy in the county, Lu Yanzhi had to wait before and after the saddle no matter what he said.