It turned out that the tomb had been found.

Everyone danced happily, and after working for most of the day, it finally paid off.

They hurried into the pit and, like rats, one by one, crawled into the burrow with their hands and feet. At first, Mo Feifei still stood on the edge of the pit and did not move. After hesitating for a long time, he jumped down.

The heart said, I'm just going to go over and have a look, as long as I don't take the contents inside, I'm not a tomb robber.

I don't know why, the swarthy cave, as if it has magical powers, attracts people to go in and explore.

The fat man was originally the last, and he was a little bottomless in his heart, but when he heard that Mo Feifei had also come down, his heart suddenly lit up: "It's still Brother Fan's righteousness, Brother Fan is really a good big brother." ”

Mr. Iron Fan, who was at the front, took out a dagger and carefully cut the white plaster mud from the cracks in the bricks.

The scientific name of white plaster clay is microcrystalline kaolin, which is mostly used in ceramic production today.

It is a kind of pure clay, very delicate, sticky, moist, less permeable, and blue-gray when wet, so it is called green plaster mud, and it is white or blue-white after drying.

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, after the poor died, they would dig a pit and throw the corpse into it.

If there are a few conditions, put on the coffin and dig a pit to bury it.

People with better conditions will use bricks. At this time, there is already the appearance of a yin house. However, the masonry is basically loess mixed with water to form clay.

As for the white plaster, it is mostly seen in the underground palaces of the royal family and nobles, and the wealthy gentry. This kind of mud, in addition to good hardness, also has a strong anti-seepage ability.

So, as long as you see this kind of thing, the contents will not be too bad.

It took a lot of effort for Mr. Iron Fan to hollow out the white plaster around one of the bricks.

In order to save trouble, the more rude tomb robbers will directly kick the whole wall up.

Only a veteran tomb robber like Mr. Iron Fan would take it out brick by brick.

There's a reason for that.

First, the fallen bricks are likely to smash the artifacts inside. Some priceless treasures are likely to be destroyed by half a small brick.

Second, many burial chambers have anti-theft mechanisms. This kick is likely to trigger the mechanism directly. It's safer to take it out a little bit and hear the movement at any time.

Third, and more importantly, the sect is determined. Tomb robbing is divided into four factions.

These four factions are the Touching Gold faction, the Faqiu faction, the Moving Mountain faction, and the Unloading Ridge faction.

Each faction has a different way of doing things, and some are very in awe of the owner of the tomb, and only take one or two things when they go in, and before taking them, they have to light candles, recite a few words of their own mantra, and only after getting "permission" do they start to take things.

Some sects, no matter how much, directly hollow out the entire tomb, and if the coffin can be taken out, it can be moved.

Of course, Mo Feifei and Fat Man and others don't know these yet.

Seeing Mr. Iron Fan holding the bricks out so carefully, he didn't dare to come out one by one, for fear that the sound of his breathing would attract the evil ghosts inside.

Finally, Mr. Iron Fan took out three bricks from the wall of the tomb.

He pulled out a box of matches from his pocket. This kind of match is very long, full of 20 centimeters wide, and is generally only found in high-end hotel rooms, and can be burned for more than ten or twenty seconds.

He "poofed" and lit up one. After the flame stabilized, put it on the Luoyang shovel, and then slowly stretched the two or three meters long Luoyang shovel into it.

It took about twenty seconds for Mr. Iron Fan to pull out the Luoyang shovel. I saw that the match was completely burned out, and only a pile of black ash remained. This means that there is oxygen in it, otherwise the match will be extinguished before it can be burned.

After making sure that it was correct, Mr. Tie Fan dismantled the Luoyang shovel, received it in the bag, and then said to the people behind: "Bring gas masks and follow me in." ”

Gas masks, which are a product of recent decades.

In recent years, it has begun to be slowly accepted by many inverted people. Of course, many people don't bother to use gadgets, thinking that no matter how powerful foreign gadgets are, they are not as powerful as their own noses, and it is inconvenient to carry.

A good gas mask, very light, weighs only half a catty, and can filter toxic gases from the outside.

Some are advanced and can also sound alarms. Of course, Mo Feifei and these people don't have so many conditions to buy the kind of tens of thousands of yuan each, and they buy this kind of 800 yuan, fully transparent and economical and practical gas masks.

After everyone put on their masks, Mr. Iron Fan took out an iron drill and plunged it deep into the dirt under his feet, and helped a rope on the other side, and then the whole person slowly climbed down the rope with a flashlight stuck in the waistband of his trousers.

At this time, the fat man and the others understood.

Dare to love this burial chamber is at the bottom, and the opening they just opened is located at the top of the tomb.

The burial chamber was five or six meters high, which was nothing to Mo Feifei and the others. For the fat man, it was a matter of life, and he climbed down the rope for three meters, and the remaining three meters fell directly. Fortunately, he had rough skin and thick flesh, and he was dizzy and silent.

Mo Feifei came down from behind, landed lightly on the ground, and then helped the fat man on the ground up: "Fat man, are you okay?" ”

The fat man rubbed his ****** full of meat, wiped his mouth, and said recklessly: "It's okay, this little setback, how can it be difficult to get me?" ”

Mo Feifei looked at him, saw that his expression was not bad, and bowed slightly: "Okay then, be careful." ”

At this time, Mr. Iron Fan glanced at the bear. The bear understood, pulled out a torch, and lit it.

Now, they all have flashlights in their hands and use torches to illuminate them, which is a little too primitive and ancient.

But if you think about it, this is not without scientific reason. The situation is different in each burial chamber, and the presence of oxygen in this burial chamber does not mean that every burial chamber has it.

If a fire goes out suddenly, it means that the composition of the air has changed and it must be withdrawn immediately.

These things are difficult to learn from books, and Mo Fei's trip is an eye-opener.

What made Mo Fei's eyes even more eye-opening was that there were very exquisite murals on the walls around this tomb. The murals are colorful, and I don't know how many years have passed, but they still maintain their original appearance.

Mo Feifei was holding a flashlight, and was attracted by those wonderful patterns.

At this moment, the accompanying bear suddenly screamed: "Oops, I found the baby." ”

As he spoke, he was as happy as a child, and ran to a small coffin not far away. At this time, everyone was attracted by the screams of the bear, and they all looked at each other.

Everyone immediately understood why this kid was excited. It turned out that on the head of the coffin of the small coffin, there was a piece of black jade. As soon as the lights hit, it glowed with a very beautiful dark green light.

Mo Feifei remembered that Zhang Lin once said that according to the degree of cherishment, Hetian seed materials are one red, two yellow, three ink and four mutton fat.

If this is a piece of Hetian seed material, such a large size is worth at least more than one million.

Not to mention the treasure inside, just this one thing, everyone is worth the trip.

However, when Mr. Iron Fan saw this thing, his face turned pale all of a sudden, and he shouted, "Don't move!" ”