On this day, Han Qing refused to leave the tunnel, but took people with him personally, used a pump to pump out the remaining water in the tunnel, and contacted a lot of carbon slag to pave the road.

"I must go down tomorrow to have a look," Han Qing was very determined, "Now that I've been here for a long time, I also have some ideas, and these ideas need to be seen to be confirmed!" ”

Chu Beichen has always supported Han Qing: "I'll go down with you!" ”

Although the bottom of the tunnel has become muddy, but standing on the side, you can still see the appearance of the tunnel clearly, when Han Qing was busy paving the road, Grandpa Han was not idle, and the metaphysical master brought by him had already started work and began to survey the feng shui of this tomb group, and Grandpa Han took Su Nian to watch from the side.

The master of metaphysics was holding something like a tortoise shell, as well as a few professional tools, Su Nian looked curiously at the master of metaphysics busy in front, and she didn't know any of those things.

Grandpa Han understands a little, but he explains to Su Nian from time to time.

Sha Qilin followed behind the two of them, looking like he wanted to see but didn't dare to get too close, and with his somewhat bruised face, he looked a little angry.

Su Nian saw Sha Qilin and ignored him, knowing that she was famous and famous, and came to harass her with great fanfare, Su Nian felt that this person was underwhelmed.

The master of metaphysics quickly walked down the No. 8 pit, and then began to calculate.

Over there, Han Qing had already adjusted the carbon slag and began to sprinkle it into the tunnel, with this thing, it can not only make the water on the surface volatilize faster, but also increase the hardness of the ground.

Seeing that the master of metaphysics still had a while to come to a conclusion, Su Nian helped Grandpa Han to sit in the car, at this time, after the rain, the sun was rising, the temperature was rising rapidly, and the water vapor on the ground formed a white mist, evaporating towards the air, and the entire No. 8 pit suddenly had a bit of a feeling of fairyland on earth.

"Mr. Han, I've figured it out!" The master of metaphysics ran to the car excitedly and hurriedly reported the results to Grandpa Han.

"Oh, please speak," Grandpa Han was originally recuperating, but when the master recklessly shouted, he opened his eyes.

"This burial pit has no dead air, but contains a rich auspicious atmosphere, Mr. Han, this is not a burial pit, this is an altar!" The master of metaphysics shouted.

Grandpa Han's eyes lit up, at this time Han Qing and Chu Beichen were hurrying over, the two of them also heard this sentence, before coming here, Chu Beichen had found that the shape of the pit was a sacrificial word, and now the words of the master of metaphysics confirmed this.

The No. 8 tomb pit is an altar, this matter must have a different meaning for archaeology, but it is not the most concerned thing for several people at the moment, Han Qing quickly got into the car and asked, "Is it dangerous to enter the tomb pit?" ”

The master of metaphysics blinked: "I said that this is not a burial pit at all, this is an altar, how can it be dangerous?" ”

Grandpa Han and Han Qing glanced at each other, they invited a master of metaphysics to come over this time, the purpose was to test the good luck of the tomb pit, so that they could see if Han Bowen had a problem because of this tomb pit back then.

Now hearing the words of the master of metaphysics, Grandpa Han nodded, "If that's the case, wait until tomorrow to see the situation of the tunnel, if the road conditions allow, let's go down and have a look!" ”

At this time, Han Qing also finished scattering the carbon slag, so he gathered people to evacuate and wait until tomorrow to enter the burial pit.

Not far away, the Sha Qilin siblings stood together, and they also heard this decision, and the brother and sister both looked at the burial pit with twinkling eyes.

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