After most of the day's desperate running, the people of the archaeological team are already exhausted, and there is still the People's Liberation Army standing guard in the hole, so there is no need to worry about anything.

This one fell down to rest, and after a while, he snored loudly, and slept very sweetly. The sandstorm outside the house continued to rage, and only the People's Liberation Army standing guard had a strong fighting spirit and were on duty for everyone with guns.

I don't know how long I slept, Li Qingcang opened his eyes, first glanced at the hole, the light that penetrated from the hole had turned into a cold moonlight, it was probably night, Ni Weidong, who was standing guard, must have not changed the guard for a short time, and was standing there energetically.

Looking at the others, they were still sleeping soundly, and when they took out their mobile phones, there was no half-bar signal, and the time showed that it was more than nine o'clock in the evening.

The wind outside was not as loud as it had been, and it looked like the sandstorm was almost over.

Xiao Yu'er slept sweetly in the sleeping bag beside him, with a shallow smile on her beautiful face, and she didn't know what she dreamed of, so happy.

Father Hai also slept on the other side of his daughter, but his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was under pressure in a dream.

Xiao Meng and Leopard were snoring, one drooling, the other grinding teeth, and sleeping very sweetly. He didn't want to disturb the rest of the others, so he silently recuperated in his sleeping bag.

After a while, the elderly Professor Hai, Director Wang, Professor Xu and others all woke up one after another, seeing that it was getting late, these old masters were not so particular, and after waking up, they woke up their respective disciples and students with shouts

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and when everyone got up, they washed up a little, and ate something, and when everyone had cleaned up, the breathtaking wind could no longer be heard outside the house, and the sandstorm outside had already blown over.

Everyone climbed out of the hole in the roof one by one, only to see the stars in the sky, the desert was quiet, there was no sign that they had just experienced a sandstorm, although it was night, but the night sky looked extremely clear, pure and lofty, intoxicating.

The old camel climbed to the highest part of the city wall, looked around for a moment, took out his compass and tinkered for a long time, only to see that in addition to these houses in the ancient city wall, there were some low stone hills in the distance, and he couldn't figure out where this was.

Li Qingcang looked up at the stars in the sky, looking at the surrounding terrain, casually glanced at the broken hills, his heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly climbed up to the high place of the city wall to look around. I saw that there were things on all sides of the southeast, northwest and north, which were either natural stone mounds or artificial buildings. There is a broken pagoda in the northeast, and the body of the pagoda has been buried in the yellow sand, faintly revealing a little outline.

A dilapidated building in the southwest looks like a temple, but the orientation of this kind of temple sitting in the southwest and northeast is a bit strange, and it is taboo for monks. If you use this kind of sitting orientation, you will only prosper your children and prosper, or you will become a "temple of descendants" who will protect your descendants, and you will not be able to become a true cultivator.

Xixia Buddhism is prosperous, and the monks will never make such low-level mistakes, because there is no Gensha, the monastery will have no precepts at all, and the Kunshan Genshui is the pattern of the layman's prosperous children and grandchildren urging production, so it is forbidden to use it for monks and Taoists, and the monks will do half the work in this practice.

To the northwest, nothing was visible, except for a square stone platform that presumably had a sculpture on it.

The destruction in the southeast was even heavier, and all that remained was a pile of rubble, and it was impossible to see what the building was.

There are things in all eight directions, with precise layout and even distances. At first glance, it is built according to the layout of the nine palace gossip.

Looking at the stars in the sky, the Tianpeng Star, the Tianren Star, the Tianchong Star, the Tianfu Star, the Tianying Star, the Tianrui Star, the Tianzhu Star, the Tianxin Star, and the Tianfowl Star are in their respective positions, and they are reflecting each other from afar with the Eight Gates.

Li Qingcang looked at it for a moment, and remembered the feng shui knowledge he had learned before, if there was another river here, corresponding to those hills and constellations in the sky, this would be a treasure of feng shui.

The book calls this kind of terrain "Huyin Mountain Forest", the most important attention to the direction and form of the mountains and rivers, if its mountain shape is beautiful and fresh, then the main is loyal and righteous ministers, and if its mountain shape is Kaohsiung, the main military power is respected. The most taboo mountain type is sinister and rugged, the grass and trees do not grow, and the mountain is broken.

He didn't know that this was the place where the Heishui River flowed before, with abundant grass and trees, green mountains and green waters, and it was the auspicious place recorded in the book.

Due to the diversion of the Heishui River, the green water does not exist, and the green mountains are broken. The form of this cave has long been broken, and if there are people buried in it, instead of protecting their descendants, it will bring disaster to future generations. ”

I think of the poem on that map: "The tiger is hidden in the gossip, and the sky is about to be revealed. The mystery of the moon Tibetan birth door is now, and the burly ladle shines on me for a hundred years. I couldn't help but suddenly realize.

Here is a big gossip diagram, the feng shui position of the Huyin Mountain Forest is exactly in the Bagua diagram, corresponding to the first sentence "The tiger is hidden in the gossip".

Because what he learned before has never been applied to practice, Li Qingcang is still not sure if this place is a feng shui auspicious cave or whether there is a burial? The next few poetry fans have not yet reached the time and are not sure to make up their minds, so they walked down the city wall and told Professor Hai, Director Wang and others about what they had just seen and their own thoughts.

When several old scholars heard this, they all took his opinion very seriously, and they were even more happy to hear him say that this place was most likely the destination.

Professor Hai said: "Since you think this is the burial site, then let's just wait here, anyway, it won't be long before dawn, and see what the mystery will be when the ginseng Hengdou turns?" ”

Director Wang and Professor Xu also agreed with Professor Hai's statement, and it was late at night, and the big guy had just survived the catastrophe, and he didn't want to trek overnight, so they agreed to wait here to see what he would find when the sky was about to dawn.

Director Wang even took out a compass and handed it to Li Qingcang, asking him to determine the direction, Li Qingcang took the compass, looked up at the nine stars in the sky, meditated on the method of stargazing and fixing the acupoints, and found the star position of the main and auxiliary Qizheng.

After walking about a thousand meters to the junction of the stars outside the city wall and the terrain, and then looking at the magnetic needle in the compass Tianchi pointing to the hills due north, I was more convinced of my judgment.

Looking at the several professors who were following him, Li Qingcang told them that if there was a tomb here, according to his own estimate, the tomb would be below, and if they wanted to dig the earth, they would start here.

When Curator Wang heard this, he waved his hand decisively, and several disciples immediately surrounded him, opened the package, took out the tools, and began to assemble.

Seeing this, the students of Professor Hai Xu also took out their equipment one after another, such as a level measuring instrument, a tripod, a metal detector, etc., and for a while, the iron tools clanged and the zipper sounded.

A disciple named Ah Feng under Curator Wang even connected several metal pipes together, and in front of it was a semicircular columnar shovel head, and in a moment a strange-shaped spade was assembled.

Professor Xu looked at it, smiled and joked to Director Wang: "Okay, you have a living dictionary, you have brought the Luoyang shovel, it seems that this time you really don't break Loulan and will not return it, haha!" ”

Curator Wang also replied with a smile: "Where is it, now this thing is the standard configuration of the archaeological team, don't you say, this Luoyang shovel invented by Li Yazi is really a must, and it is really convenient to use it to take soil and explore caves!" ”

After speaking, he shouted at Ah Feng, "What are you waiting for? Do it! ”

Li Qingcang hurriedly dissuaded: "Curator Wang, please wait a moment, I'm not sure at the moment, wait until the day is almost dawn to see what you find." ”

Director Wang also felt justified when he heard it, so he asked Ah Feng to stop for a while, and these student assistants took advantage of the waiting time to assemble all kinds of surveying and mapping instruments, and then sat together and chatted with great interest, one by one full of expectations about whether the bottom was the destination of the trip.

Hai Ruyu sat next to Li Qingcang and asked him in a low voice How sure he was that this was the tomb he was looking for.

Li Qingcang can only tell the truth, and he is not sure, and he will wait until dawn to see what else can match the number of the poetry fans on the map.

Hai Ruyu comforted him and said: "It's okay, anyway, to engage in scientific research and archaeology is to dig pits everywhere, it doesn't matter if you make a mistake, anyway, the ancient tomb won't move, you will always find it if you look for it a few more times, unless it is a coincidence, or it is really some masters with strange skills who have this ability, anyway, your eccentric skills are endless, and you should also belong to the list of masters." ”

Li Qingcang smiled at what she said, and didn't think much about it anymore, chatting and waiting with Xiao Yu'er.

Before I knew it, it was already in Yin, and the stars began to hit horizontally, and Beidou began to turn, which already corresponded to the time period of "Shenhengdou turned to the sky" in the map.

Li Qingcang stood on the estimated auspicious acupoint, facing the Big Dipper constellation, and looked at the broken tower of the Northeast Shengmen. I saw a bright moon just hanging above the broken tower, if these buildings are not destroyed, this "moon hidden birth door mystery" should have a saying.

Thousands of years have fallen, and the wind and sand have destroyed the building, but it cannot change the sun, moon and stars. A bright moon is at the position of Shengmen at this time, if you don't stand here, don't face the Big Dipper, you can't see the moon in the sky above Shengmen.

Li Qingcang was even more sure in his heart whether there was a tomb under his feet, so he called everyone and told him about the situation, and everyone remembered the previous inference of Director Wang and Professor Hai, and couldn't help but secretly admire it.

Ah Feng didn't want Director Wang's orders, spit into the palm of his hand, stood up on the horse, and smashed the Luoyang shovel with both hands against the shovel under his feet. Every time you pound into the sand and then carry it out, you will bring out a tube of fine sand, and after a while, the shovel has been pounded into the sand for more than two meters.

After a while, seeing that Ah Feng was a little unsuccessful, Li Qingcang didn't say a word, took the Luoyang shovel and began to pound the sand, he shoveled down with this strength, it was half a meter, and he had to add a metal rod to pound twice, he pounded there alone for a while, the pipe has been connected to four or five, about five meters long when the pipe was added, and then smashed down only to feel that the shovel shovel was on the hard object, and with a slight force in his hand, he felt that the hard object against the shovel snapped open, he didn't dare to do it, and quickly stopped to tell several old professors about the situation just now.