Night has fallen, the crowd around before has dispersed at this time, after all, they are all doing archaeology, although it is exciting to dig up important cultural relics, but after the energy has passed, they have all quickly calmed down.

Only Fang Ming and Sima Xiangqin were left on the edge of the pit.

Fang Ming was holding a charging lamp in his hand, and the strong light shone in the pit, a piece of snow white, and the one inside was Sima Xiangqin.

"How's it going?"

Fang Ming and Sima Xiangqin stayed to see the site, mainly for two purposes, one is to see if there are other cultural relics below that are too deep naturally do not need to care, mainly to see if there is a shallow place that is easier to excavate, too deep will definitely be left for tomorrow to excavate, and the other is to see if the site needs to be protected.

At this time, Sima Xiangqin had been groping in the pit for a long time, and Fang Ming was still patient at the beginning, but at this time he couldn't help it.

After a while, Sima Xiangqin straightened up, shook his head, and said, "There shouldn't be anything else, and it's mainly sand here, so there shouldn't be much to protect, just concentrate people tomorrow to clean up this area in depth." ”

In archaeology, it is often very likely that other artifacts will appear in the place where an artifact is excavated, but this does not mean that other artifacts will necessarily appear.

Sima Xiangqin has a lot of experience, and after spending nearly two hours on +one+book+reading+novelxt, she is basically sure that there should be no other cultural relics except for the gold artifact dug up by Ma Tian.

As she spoke, Sima Xiangqin crawled out of the pit, first clapping her hands, and then patting the sand on her clothes.

"Hey, I'll go down and have a look, too."

Fang Ming said and handed the lamp in his hand to Sima Xiangqin, and then jumped into the pit with a "bang".

Sima Xiangqin shook her head and adjusted the angle of the lamp in her hand, turning the bottom of the pit snow-white, so that Fang Ming could see more clearly.

Fang Ming, who jumped off the pit, first looked at it carefully for a while, and then squatted down and stretched out his hand to probe down.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is relatively large, and the sun has been setting for a while at this time, and the pit is relatively deep, so when his hand **** is in the sand, he immediately feels a burst of cold.

"Huh?"

Fang Ming took a look at the Pixiu on the back of his right hand through the light and found that it was green!

If according to his previous speculation, the yellow one is the Tang Dynasty, then the green one should be the Song Dynasty after the Tang Dynasty!

Is this sand layer Song's?

Is that really the case?

Fang Ming glanced at the Pixiu on the back of his right hand again, and found that it was really showing a turquoise color under the snow-white light.

"Fang Ming!"

"Fang Ming! Fang Ming! ”

"What's wrong with you?"

"Oh? I...... Nothing ......."

Fang Ming paused, raised his head and found that Sima Xiangqin was looking at him worriedly.

"Is there really anything wrong?"

Sima Xiangqin looked puzzled, Fang Ming had been squatting in the pit without saying a word just now, and he had been screaming for a while before he reacted, okay? It can't be!

He crawled out of the pit with his hands and feet, shook his head, and said with certainty: "It's okay, I'm just going to see what the situation is inside, hey, after all, it's the first time I've seen something like this, I'm curious." ”

"Oh......"

Sima Xiangqin didn't believe it, and still looked at Fang Ming with a puzzled expression.

"Let's go, let's go back and see what we've dug up."

Fang Ming didn't answer Sima Xiangqin's words, turned around and walked towards Sun Ming's tent.

Sima Xiangqin was stunned for a moment, Fang Ming's behavior was really a little strange, and it seemed that Fang Ming didn't want to say it, he shook his hand, and the snow-white light swept the bottom of the pit, and after looking at it for a while, he didn't find anything wrong, so he had to shake his head and follow Fang Ming towards Sun Ming's tent.

Sun Ming's tent was brightly lit, but there were still many people, of course Sun Ming and Liang Bo were there, and there was only Ma Tian in addition.

"You guys are here, sit down."

Seeing that Fang Ming said that Sima Xiangqin was coming, Liang Bo pointed to the chair next to him.

"Hmm."

Fang Ming and Sima Xiangqin both sat down after answering.

After taking several large sips of tea, Fang Ming let out a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on the cultural relics on the table.

"Flying lion pattern round gold box?"

Fang Ming's eyes narrowed, and on the table was a gold box, about 20 in diameter

About centimeters, he was surprised not that excavating a gold box here archaeology is an infinite possible thing, no matter what is excavated, it is not strange, he was surprised that he had read an antique in some materials, and the one in front of him is too similar, the only difference is that the one in front of him is gold, and the one he saw before is silver!

"Well, that's right, it's indeed a flying lion pattern round gold box."

Sun Ming nodded lightly, there are certain rules for the naming of antiques and cultural relics, generally speaking, it is determined by the ornamentation or size and shape on it, so Fang Ming's name is valid.

"From that era?"

Fang Ming's heart suddenly moved, he remembered that he had found Pixiu in the pit before, and according to his previous speculation, green should represent the Song Dynasty.

In case of...... In case the box in front of the first glance is from the Song Dynasty, then everything corresponds, but what if the box in front of the first glance is not from the Song Dynasty?

Fang Ming stared at the box on the table, hoping to hear the words he needed from the mouths of Sun Ming or Liang Bo and the others.

"Tang Dynasty, this is Tang Dynasty thing."

Liang Bo's words made Fang Ming stunned for a moment.

Tang dynasty?

Tang Dynasty's?

Why was it from the Tang Dynasty?

It's illogical!

The soil layer is from the Song Dynasty, and the cultural relics of the Song Dynasty should appear, how could there be the Tang Dynasty?

Accidentally?

Or is it ...... Something else?

For a moment, countless thoughts poured into Fang Ming's mind, but it seemed to be a mess, and he couldn't find an answer at all.

As for whether Liang Bo and Sun Ming will make a mistake and identify the cultural relics of the Song Dynasty as those of the Tang Dynasty? Fang Ming didn't think about this possibility, because with their experience and vision, how could they make such a mistake?

"Fang Ming, why do you have such an expression?"

Fang Ming covered his head, there was a sharp pain there, it was obvious that he had been slapped hard, and when he turned his head, he found that it was obviously Sun Ming who hit him.

"Look at what? I ask you what the hell you're thinking, and you're always distracted. ”

Sun Ming's seniority is much higher than Fang Ming's, if he fights, he will fight, what can Fang Ming do?

"The soil there is Song."

Fang Ming's words made the tent suddenly quiet, Sun Ming and the others were all experienced veterans, and they immediately heard the true meaning of these words.

Cultural relics from the Tang Dynasty appeared in the soil layers of the Song Dynasty?

Of course, it's not impossible, but why is such a thing happening? Was it a person from the Song Dynasty who buried the things of the Tang Dynasty in the ground?

The problem is that the cultural relics excavated from the entire tomb before are all Tang, and the soil layer is also Tang, except for the previous tomb.

At this time, the soil layer of the Song Dynasty appeared?

"Are you sure it's the soil layer of the Song Dynasty?"

After a long time, Liang Bo seemed to suddenly wake up.

"Well, it should be."

Fang Ming was not very sure, his judgment that the soil layer of the Song Dynasty was based on the color of Pixiu, and whether his Pixiu could be "identified" the age has not yet been determined.

"Check it out."

Liang Bo couldn't sit still and stood up and wanted to go out.

When Ma Tian saw it, he immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and said, "Old Liang, it's late now, let's go again tomorrow, and I'm not in a hurry to meet in this hour." ”

"Humph! Don't go and don't want to fall asleep tonight. ”

Sun Ming also stood up and walked out.

Seeing this situation, Fang Ming and the others knew that they couldn't be persuaded anymore, so they also walked out of the tent together and then walked towards the place where Ma Tian dug out the gold box.

The night was getting deeper, the temperature in the desert had dropped by this time, and the whole camp had already quieted down, and occasionally a few tents were still lit, but most of them had fallen into darkness.

When Fang Ming and his group of five walked around, their feet stepped on the sand, making a slight rustling sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet night.

"Who!"

Just as he approached the place where Ma Tian dug out the gold box, a deep voice suddenly came from the darkness.

Fang Ming was startled, his calf kicked the ground, and after moving a little, he blocked Sun Ming and the others behind him.

"I, Sun Ming."

Sun Ming, who was behind him, pulled Fang Ming, and then spoke, and after a while, there was a slight sound in the darkness

There was no sound after that.

"This is the protection personnel, the people of the nearby garrison."

Sima Xiangqin explained to Fang Ming in a low voice.

With a move in his heart, Fang Ming didn't expect that there were still people from the garrison scattered here, but thinking about it, this is normal, the archaeology here has been going on for so long, the news of digging up high-value cultural relics must have already spread, if there is no one to protect here, then I can't believe what will happen.

Walking to the edge of the sand pit, Fang Ming turned on the lamp in his hand, shone directly on the bottom of the pit, estimated the depth, and said, "Old Liang, this pit is relatively deep, why don't I go down and dig it out for you?" ”

Liang Bo knew his own affairs and understood that it was impossible for him to go down at his age, especially now that it was night.

"Okay."

A few minutes later, Fang Ming handed over the excavated soil to Liang Bo, but Liang Bo did not politely pinch a small pinch of soil and put it in his mouth. After smacking it a few times, he nodded and said, "It's indeed from the Song Dynasty, and Fang Ming is not wrong at all." ”

In the middle of the night, the desert wind blew a little cold on people's bodies, and the silent crowd felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing.

"Let's go back first, and if you have any ideas, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The last to break the silence was Sun Ming, to be honest, even with his experience at this time, he felt that everything was shrouded in fog, and this fog was getting thicker and thicker!

The group walked towards the tent, and they all knew that there was no conclusion to any further discussion at this time, but it was important to go back to sleep first, and it was important to take this time to sort out the opinions in their heads, and it would be better to discuss them tomorrow.

Night has fallen, the crowd around before has dispersed at this time, after all, they are all doing archaeology, although it is exciting to dig up important cultural relics, but after the energy has passed, they have all quickly calmed down.

Only Fang Ming and Sima Xiangqin were left on the edge of the pit.

Fang Ming was holding a charging lamp in his hand, and the strong light shone in the pit, a piece of snow white, and the one inside was Sima Xiangqin.

"How's it going?"

Fang Ming and Sima Xiangqin stayed to see the site, mainly for two purposes, one is to see if there are other cultural relics below that are too deep naturally do not need to care, mainly to see if there is a shallow place that is easier to excavate, too deep will definitely be left for tomorrow to excavate, and the other is to see if the site needs to be protected.

At this time, Sima Xiangqin had been groping in the pit for a long time, and Fang Ming was still patient at the beginning, but at this time he couldn't help it.

After a while, Sima Xiangqin straightened up, shook his head, and said, "There shouldn't be anything else, and it's mainly sand here, so there shouldn't be much to protect, just concentrate people tomorrow to clean up this area in depth." ”

In archaeology, it is often very likely that other artifacts will appear in the place where an artifact is excavated, but this does not mean that other artifacts will necessarily appear.

Sima Xiangqin was very experienced, and after spending nearly two hours, she was basically sure that there should be no other cultural relics other than the one gold object that Ma Tian had dug up.

As she spoke, Sima Xiangqin crawled out of the pit, first clapping her hands, and then patting the sand on her clothes.

"Hey, I'll go down and have a look, too."

Fang Ming said and handed the lamp in his hand to Sima Xiangqin, and then jumped into the pit with a "bang".

Sima Xiangqin shook her head and adjusted the angle of the lamp in her hand, turning the bottom of the pit snow-white, so that Fang Ming could see more clearly.

Fang Ming, who jumped off the pit, first looked at it carefully for a while, and then squatted down and stretched out his hand to probe down.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is relatively large, and the sun has been setting for a while at this time, and the pit is relatively deep, so when his hand **** is in the sand, he immediately feels a burst of cold.

"Huh?"

Fang Ming took a look at the Pixiu on the back of his right hand through the light and found that it was green!

If according to his previous speculation, the yellow one is the Tang Dynasty, then the green one should be the Song Dynasty after the Tang Dynasty!

Is this sand layer Song's?

Is that really the case?

Fang Ming glanced at the Pixiu on the back of his right hand again, and found that it was really showing a turquoise color under the snow-white light.

"Fang Ming!"

"Fang Ming! Fang Ming! ”

"What's wrong with you?"

"Oh? I...... Nothing ......."

Fang Ming paused, raised his head and found that Sima Xiangqin was looking at him worriedly.

"Is there really anything wrong?"

Sima Xiang

Qin looked puzzled, Fang Ming had been squatting in the pit without saying a word just now, and he had been screaming for a while before he reacted, okay? It can't be!

He crawled out of the pit with his hands and feet, shook his head, and said with certainty: "It's okay, I'm just going to see what the situation is inside, hey, after all, it's the first time I've seen something like this, I'm curious." ”

"Oh......"

Sima Xiangqin didn't believe it, and still looked at Fang Ming with a puzzled expression.

"Let's go, let's go back and see what we've dug up."

Fang Ming didn't answer Sima Xiangqin's words, turned around and walked towards Sun Ming's tent.

Sima Xiangqin was stunned for a moment, Fang Ming's behavior was really a little strange, and it seemed that Fang Ming didn't want to say it, he shook his hand, and the snow-white light swept the bottom of the pit, and after looking at it for a while, he didn't find anything wrong, so he had to shake his head and follow Fang Ming towards Sun Ming's tent.

Sun Ming's tent was brightly lit, but there were still many people, of course Sun Ming and Liang Bo were there, and there was only Ma Tian in addition.

"You guys are here, sit down."

Seeing that Fang Ming said that Sima Xiangqin was coming, Liang Bo pointed to the chair next to him.

"Hmm."

Fang Ming and Sima Xiangqin both sat down after answering.

After taking several large sips of tea, Fang Ming let out a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on the cultural relics on the table.

"Flying lion pattern round gold box?"

Fang Ming's eyes narrowed, on the table was a gold box, about 20 centimeters in diameter, he was surprised not that excavating a gold box here archaeology is an infinite possibility, no matter what was excavated, it was not strange, he was surprised that he had read an antique in some materials, and the one in front of him was too similar, the only difference was that the one in front of him was gold, and the one he saw before was silver!

"Well, that's right, it's indeed a flying lion pattern round gold box."

Sun Ming nodded lightly, there are certain rules for the naming of antiques and cultural relics, generally speaking, it is determined by the ornamentation or size and shape on it, so Fang Ming's name is valid.

"From that era?"

Fang Ming's heart suddenly moved, he remembered that the color of Pixiu he had found in the pit before was green, and according to his previous speculation, it was green

The color should represent the Song Dynasty.

In case of...... In case the box in front of the first glance is from the Song Dynasty, then everything corresponds, but what if the box in front of the first glance is not from the Song Dynasty?

Fang Ming stared at the box on the table, hoping to hear the words he needed from the mouths of Sun Ming or Liang Bo and the others.

"Tang Dynasty, this is Tang Dynasty thing."

Liang Bo's words made Fang Ming stunned for a moment.

Tang dynasty?

Tang Dynasty's?

Why was it from the Tang Dynasty?

It's illogical!

The soil layer is from the Song Dynasty, and the cultural relics of the Song Dynasty should appear, how could there be the Tang Dynasty?

Accidentally?

Or is it ...... Something else?

For a moment, countless thoughts poured into Fang Ming's mind, but it seemed to be a mess, and he couldn't find an answer at all.

As for whether Liang Bo and Sun Ming will make a mistake and identify the cultural relics of the Song Dynasty as those of the Tang Dynasty? Fang Ming didn't think about this possibility, because with their experience and vision, how could they make such a mistake?

"Fang Ming, why do you have such an expression?"

Fang Ming covered his head, there was a sharp pain there, it was obvious that he had been slapped hard, and when he turned his head, he found that it was obviously Sun Ming who hit him.

"Look at what? I ask you what the hell you're thinking, and you're always distracted. ”

Sun Ming's seniority is much higher than Fang Ming's, if he fights, he will fight, what can Fang Ming do?

"The soil there is Song."

Fang Ming's words made the tent suddenly quiet, Sun Ming and the others were all experienced veterans, and they immediately heard the true meaning of these words.

Cultural relics from the Tang Dynasty appeared in the soil layers of the Song Dynasty?

Of course, it's not impossible, but why is such a thing happening? Was it a person from the Song Dynasty who buried the things of the Tang Dynasty in the ground?

The problem is that the cultural relics excavated from the entire tomb before are all Tang, and the soil layer is also Tang, except for the previous tomb.

At this time, the soil layer of the Song Dynasty appeared?

"Are you sure it's the soil layer of the Song Dynasty?"

After a long time, Liang Bo imitated

The Buddha suddenly came to his senses.

"Well, it should be."

Fang Ming was not very sure, his judgment that the soil layer of the Song Dynasty was based on the color of Pixiu, and whether his Pixiu could be "identified" the age has not yet been determined.

"Check it out."

Liang Bo couldn't sit still and stood up and wanted to go out.

When Ma Tian saw it, he immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and said, "Old Liang, it's late now, let's go again tomorrow, and I'm not in a hurry to meet in this hour." ”

"Humph! Don't go and don't want to fall asleep tonight. ”

Sun Ming also stood up and walked out.

Seeing this situation, Fang Ming and the others knew that they couldn't be persuaded anymore, so they also walked out of the tent together and then walked towards the place where Ma Tian dug out the gold box.

The night was getting deeper, the temperature in the desert had dropped by this time, and the whole camp had already quieted down, and occasionally a few tents were still lit, but most of them had fallen into darkness.

When Fang Ming and his group of five walked around, their feet stepped on the sand, making a slight rustling sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet night.

"Who!"

Just as he approached the place where Ma Tian dug out the gold box, a deep voice suddenly came from the darkness.

Fang Ming was startled, his calf kicked the ground, and after moving a little, he blocked Sun Ming and the others behind him.

"I, Sun Ming."

Sun Ming behind him pulled Fang Ming, and then spoke, and after a while, a slight sound sounded in the darkness, and then there was no more sound.

"This is the protection personnel, the people of the nearby garrison."

Sima Xiangqin explained to Fang Ming in a low voice.

With a move in his heart, Fang Ming didn't expect that there were still people from the garrison scattered here, but thinking about it, this is normal, the archaeology here has been going on for so long, the news of digging up high-value cultural relics must have already spread, if there is no one to protect here, then I can't believe what will happen.

Walking to the edge of the sand pit, Fang Ming turned on the lamp in his hand, shone directly on the bottom of the pit, estimated the depth, and said, "Old Liang, this pit is relatively deep, why don't I go down and dig it out for you?" ”

Liang Bo knew his own affairs and understood that it was impossible for him to go down at his age, especially now that it was night.

"Okay."

A few minutes later, Fang Ming handed over the excavated soil to Liang Bo, but Liang Bo did not politely pinch a small pinch of soil and put it in his mouth. After smacking it a few times, he nodded and said, "It's indeed from the Song Dynasty, and Fang Ming is not wrong at all." ”

In the middle of the night, the desert wind blew a little cold on people's bodies, and the silent crowd felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing.

"Let's go back first, and if you have any ideas, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The last to break the silence was Sun Ming, to be honest, even with his experience at this time, he felt that everything was shrouded in fog, and this fog was getting thicker and thicker!

The group walked towards the tent, and they all knew that there was no conclusion to any further discussion at this time, but it was important to go back to sleep first, and it was important to take this time to sort out the opinions in their heads, and it would be better to discuss them tomorrow.