Bing Cube Ling let go of my hand, I didn't scare him, but was startled by him, but when I heard him say that there was something underneath, my original disappointment was mobilized again, regardless of the fright just now, and quickly craned my neck to look at the corner of the wall.

Wang Quan and Chen Ge heard his cold voice, and immediately walked to the two of us, and the three of us looked together with six eyes at the corner of the wall facing the ice cube Ling - the corner of the wall was charred black, there was a crack two wide, and in the crack was black stone, but there was nothing else.

After watching it for a long time, I didn't see anything unusual about this broken corner, and I couldn't help but wonder if Bing Cube Ling was stupid by Xiao Japan, and when I saw a crack, it had to say that there was something in it. Just when I was thinking nonsense, Chen Ge walked to my side lightly, squatted down, and poked into the gap with her slender palm, her palm just reached the edge of the gap, only to see her bend her eyebrows, and said with some joy: "There is wind, it seems that this should be empty underneath!"

Seeing this, Wang Quan and I also hurriedly stretched out our hands - sure enough, as Chen Ge said, I felt a cool but dry wind coming out of the cracks, hitting the palm of my hand that had just broken out in a cold sweat, and suddenly my hand felt extremely cool and comfortable.

"Hey! This is really God's eye-opening, if you don't let the young master know what the hell this little Japan is doing, today Lao Tzu will do the right thing for heaven and tear down his mouse hole!" Wang Quan said, and took out the only folding sapper shovel used by the German mountain division that Chen Ge got from his bag, and rolled up his sleeves with his arms exposed, and rubbed his hands, looking like he was ready to do a big job. Just as Wang Quan was about to start digging the wall, the cold voice of Bing Ling sounded beside me: "You want to bury us all here?"

After listening to Bing Cu Ling's words, Wang Quan seemed to have been splashed with a basin of cold water, holding a shovel with a blank face, at a loss. I saw that he was stunned and a little funny, so I said: "Tut-tut, I said Commander Wang, you kid is also from the glorious People's Liberation Army, why don't you have any common sense, you two shovels up, this broken house with loose bones that was already bombed by Little Japan is not allowed to be dug up?" Although this is not a corner of socialism, then you can't dig it casually!"

Wang Quan came to his senses, grinned at me and Bing Ling, and said, "Okay, you are all great gods, so how do you say we can get in? We are not earth drilling dragons, we can't get into this crack, right?"

Bing Cuo Ling ignored him, stood up directly from the corner of the wall, and began to pace around the room, it seemed that he was looking for something again, Chen Ge and I glanced at each other, thinking that Bing Cuo Ling was looking for something, and quickly walked around and began to search around, Wang Quan was still standing in place, glancing at Bing Cuo Ling from time to time, his eyes were still spinning, I don't know what the hell he was doing. When I saw that the boy of Wang Quan had been there for a long time, I exclaimed, "Hey, what are you doing there? It's not a good comrade to be lazy, so why don't you hurry up and practice?"

Wang Quan glanced at me, and just wanted to sneer at me, only to see Bing Cu Ling walk to the middle of the square hall, pull out his dagger suddenly, and plunge it into the gap of a floor tile in the middle of the ground. Seeing his actions, Wang Quan and I were stunned, and Wang Quan's words that came to his lips were swallowed alive by him.

I saw that the ice cube Ling moved very quickly, and quickly made a circle around the floor tiles with a dagger, and then gently picked up, and a three-inch thick floor tile was picked up by him. Bing Cube Ling's face was expressionless, and he couldn't even see that he was exerting his strength, he picked up the heavy stone floor tile with one hand and threw it on the ground on the side, and the floor tile fell to the ground with a heavy muffled sound.

Bing Cube Ling did this thing in one go, and Wang Quan and I were stunned when I saw it, I felt a little dry in my throat, and asked Wang Quan: "Commander Wang, are you okay with this hand?"

Wang Quan was also a little stunned, but he immediately regained his clarity, and said with a disdainful face: "What is this, sir, when I joined the army to serve the motherland, I carried something heavier than this!" I saw that this guy's expression was wrong, and my heart tightened, and while signaling the royal power not to blow too much, I dragged him and walked towards Bing Cube Ling.

At this time, Chen Ge came out of an empty room, saw this scene, and hurriedly ran over, standing next to me and Wang Quan, we all looked at the place where the ice was turned around, and I couldn't help but feel a little funny - it was actually dirt inside!

Wang Quan also felt a little funny, straightened his waist, and said to Bing Culin: "I said that this comrade, you have worked hard to open a floor tile, but there is nothing under it, it is better to let this commander dig the corner of Little Japan." ”

Bing Cu Ling glanced at Wang Quan lightly, and said slowly, "Go dig the soil under the floor tiles." ”

Wang Quan paused for a moment, and said with a dry smile: "You are not mistaken, are you? What are you doing digging the soil? Dig a pit and bury us in it?" I was also a little puzzled, at this time Chen Ge, who was standing on the side, suddenly spoke: "Wang Quan, don't talk nonsense, go dig and try, I believe what Mr. Ling said." ”

Wang Quan glanced at Chen Ge with some puzzlement, but Chen Ge's apricot eyes were full of undoubtedness, Wang Quan looked up to the sky and sighed "life is hard", and then carried the sapper shovel to the vacancy that exposed the dirt land, muttering in his mouth, but his subordinates were very neat, and dug a pit in three strokes and two strokes.

Just when Wang Quan was digging a pit one shovel after another, suddenly a crisp sound of a shovel hitting a stone came from the pit, Wang Quan immediately stopped the shovel in his hand, and looked into the pit a little strangely, and the three of us standing on the side also rushed to the pit when they heard the sound, Chen Ge moved the beam of the flashlight and shone it into the pit - I saw that the soil under the floor tiles had been dug by the king power A pit nearly half a meter deep, but in the pit, a somewhat white, but very smooth stone was exposed!

I looked at the stone with a little surprise, but I felt that the blue and white thing did not seem to look like a stone, and the king used the shovel in his hand to chisel downward, but the stone was very hard, as strong as the king's hand and the sharpness of the sapper's shovel, and only a little crumble and a few marks were chiseled.

Wang Quan scooped up the stone that he had chiseled down with a shovel, picked it up with his hand, rubbed it carefully, and muttered: "What kind of thing is this? Why doesn't it look like a stone?" Chen Ge listened to Wang Quan's muttering, walked to his side, picked up a piece of stone ballast that had just been shoveled down from his hand, frowned and looked at it for a long time, and didn't say anything.

At this time, Bing Cuo Ling, who was standing on the side, walked up to Chen Ge, picked up the stone ballast in Chen Ge, swept it with his eyes, and said lightly: "This is white plaster." ”

As soon as I heard Bing Cu Ling's words, my eyes immediately widened, and I exclaimed: "White plaster mud?" At this moment, my heart exploded: according to the records in the archaeological books I read, white plaster mud, the scientific name is microcrystalline kaolin, which is made of lime prepared with glutinous rice juice, and is mostly used in ceramic production today, is a very delicate and pure clay, because it is viscous, small water permeability, and has good sealing, so it is often used to protect tombs and seal the outside of tombs. Could it be that there is an ancient tomb hidden under this secret base of small Japan?

Hearing my exclamation, Wang Quan was puzzled, and asked, "What is white plaster?

I nodded again and again, and hurriedly told him the information I had seen from the archaeological books, and Wang Quan couldn't help but be amazed when he heard it: "Could it be that a few of us really dug up an ancient tomb?" Hey, this is really God's mercy, this group of small Japan dug three feet into the ground and built such a mouse nest, but they never dreamed that just half a meter of their mouse nest was buried one of our ancestors!"

Bing Cu Ling glanced at me faintly and said, "This should be an ancient tomb." ”

Hearing the affirmation of Bing Cube Ling, I looked at the intact white plaster mud in the pit in a daze, and I also felt a little surprised, and I couldn't help but sigh secretly in my heart: I didn't expect that only half a meter under this secret base was the sealing layer of this ancient tomb, but those Japanese were stunned that they didn't find the location of this ancient tomb, but they blew up the house when they escaped, so that this ancient tomb was revealed, and the ghost was sent by us to find out.