Chapter 613: Soil Extraction

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Feng Shui Feng Shui requires wind and water, but it cannot be flooded, so this terrain must not be low.

Just like building a house in the countryside, everyone is also built next to each other as neighbors, but there is an unwritten rule that the houses next to each other, as long as they are built later, the height of the floor or the total height of the building cannot be higher than that of the neighbors, and it cannot block the sight or scenery of others, because this is the wind and water.

In addition to this topography, I feel that the black soil of this place also has articles, which are certainly not so simple.

The ink person, the black soil also, the ink word is separated from the top and bottom, it is the black soil, and there is a Mojia natural village nearby, this is definitely not a coincidence, there is a mystery in it.

The third child was digging over there, so I walked to the side, squatted on the ground myself, chose a piece of land, dug a few shovels, and the soil dug out was also black.

I looked at the dirt closely, even held some in my hand and looked closer, even pinched it with my fingers, and then put it under my nose and smelled it.

It's a strong earthy smell, but there is still a hint of peculiar smell in it, and as for what it is, it is not yet available.

My move was discovered by Xiang Hao not far away, he was slightly surprised, walked towards me, and when he came to me, I looked up at him, I: "This black soil is a little strange, I have been digging the rough stone for a long time, such a fertile soil, the possibility of the rough stone under the bottom is not small, but it must be dug deeply." โ€

"Oh, what?" Xiang Hao looked at me in surprise.

"Do you think, these black soil is estimated to be the ancients in the past, who burned firewood here for generations as fertilizer, and accumulated good land from generation to generation, but it was abandoned later, if it was good land, then it must have been a place to grow grain before, and there will be no stones in the past, or you will panic when you don't cultivate the land?" I continued.

"Whew, it makes sense. Xiang Hao sneered, then touched his chin and nodded.

Then he looked at me fixedly: "You have a scientific research shovel in your backpack, untie your backpack, let's dig a little deeper and take a look." โ€

I thought to myself, the old fox was finally about to show its tail.

I continued to be a fool, unloaded my backpack, took it to Hao, and gently placed it on the floor, while the others were digging around, very vigilant, to cover his side.

seems to be careless, but in fact, they all have a twelve-point spirit, it can be said that they are staring at death in all directions, and as soon as there is a disturbance, they immediately report to Xiang Hao.

With a hiss, Xiang Hao opened the zipper, and then opened the upper part of the bag, revealing the Luoyang shovel inside.

There are three shovel heads, and there must be 20 rods, each one meter long, that is, it can be probed to a depth of 20 meters, but generally take the soil to see the soil, the deepest is only about ten meters, this set is enough.

The adapter is made of German stainless steel, seven points, spiral adaptor, no wonder it is so heavy, it turns out to be such an advanced thing.

I looked at him intently and cheered up, "This thing looks amazing." โ€

"That is, the people in the village ask someone to find a mine, and they don't all have to use this thing. Xiang Hao continued to fool me.

Then I didn't say a word, I just stared.

I first connected two poles, and then Xiang Hao asked me to dig the soil, first dig a small pit with a shovel, go down to a depth of one meter, and dig out all the black soil, Ya, I blackened my shovel and the whole person, like a coal digger.

When I dug half a person deep, I came out and wondered: "Brother Mouse, there won't be a coal mine under this place, right?"

"Coal mines, not so much, there are many coal mines in the west, it is basically impossible here, this coal mine is the previous forest fire after the earthquake, those charcoal fossils buried underneath, this Yunnan is very rare. After Xiang Hao finished, he stopped talking and concentrated on taking the soil.

The soil that came out of the first wave was still black soil, but it was much drier than the soil on the surface, and the hardness was a little harder, and the soil on the surface was muddy, but the soil that came out of the first wave was lumpy.

The second wave of soil came from three meters underground, although it was still black soil, but it was already a little sandy, pinched in the hand, after crushing, there will be crystalline black sand on the fingertips.

The third wave of soil came from five meters underground, which was terrible, and directly brought out a black lumpy object the size of a fist, which stunned me and Xiang Hao.

After all, I haven't dug this kind of thing before, Xiang Hao held the thing in his hand, looked at it carefully, smelled it, and could vaguely smell a faint smell, he frowned slightly, and I asked him: "Brother Mouse, is this coal?"

The mouse shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, so I picked up a piece from the side, and then sniffed it, and even took it and drew words on the ground, I: "Wouldn't this be a black stone?"

"Moshi?" Xiang Hao asked rhetorically.

"It's the kind of ink we use to write calligraphy, whether that ink is ground out of this kind of ink stone, I watch that people on TV in ancient times need to use ink and inkstone to grind ink to write, I don't know if this is that kind of stone. "I guess.

"It's not good, but it's possible. Xiang Hao nodded, then took the stone and sniffed it again, and then was surprised: "It's really the smell of ink, I used to write calligraphy, and I always felt that the ink stinks. โ€

"Yes, after I smelled it just now, I remembered this smell, so I reminded you. โ€

Xiang Hao nodded, I looked at the pit where the soil was taken, it was already very deep, Xiang Hao shook his head: "Forget it, try it somewhere else." โ€

"Good. โ€

Then we buried the soil again, and the gang was afraid that the villagers would find out.

Although we got on the bus and went around in a circle, we had reached the foot of Doosan Mountain, and we still found a secret location and continued to take out the soil, but the soil we took out was still black soil, which was exactly the same as what we had just taken out in Moshan.

Xiang Hao was smoking a cigarette on the side, this time it was the third child's hand to take out the soil, he looked at the soil taken out in surprise, with a blank face, I know what he is wondering about, because I also understand this.

The purpose of soil is to determine whether there is a bucket underground according to the color of the soil and the smell of the soil.

Because the soil is generally taken out of the five-flower soil, there is a faint earthy smell on the soil, that is, after the corpse decomposes, the soil layer outside the entire tomb will absorb a faint smell, which ordinary people can't smell at all, and it is necessary to have an expert or a specially trained dog's nose to smell it.

According to this smell, powerful people can judge what age the bucket is, whether it is a dry bucket or a wet bucket, and what kind of weapon can be produced.

But the soil taken in front of him, all black, and all the smell of ink, can not be determined at all, at this moment, the third seems to have forgotten the existence of me, an outsider, and coldly burst out of a sentence: "What a special evil door, it seems that several mountains in the entire foothills are out of black soil, and the most strange thing is that the compass will fail......