His position was in the northwest corner of the bottom of the pit, squatting there with his head against the pit wall, he couldn't see clearly in the dark shadow, and he vaguely saw his back swaying there, and the rhythm was still very consistent with the sound, as if he was digging something.

I retracted my head and sat down with my back to the statue, wondering if it seemed that this grave robber was digging something, what was it that made this kid so concerned, could there be any artifacts under our prison. When I thought of this, I was very excited, I couldn't make this bad thing become a good thing, and I found that how could I make a second-class merit when I reported cultural relics.

But how can there be artifacts in such a place? Our prison was built in the 50s of the last century, and before the prison was built, scheelite ore was produced in this place, but the local mountain people made some money to sell it themselves, and it was not on a large scale. It was only after the establishment of our prison that semi-secret large-scale mining began. There is no one within a radius of twenty or thirty miles, just a small village called Xiazhuang, but I don't know that year and month was abandoned, leaving only an empty village on the mountain, the rough stone house is also not interesting, recently the travelers are rampant in the world, this deserted village has also attracted a lot of thrill-seeking travelers.

It's such a broken place, there has never been prosperity in history for hundreds of miles, what good cultural relics can there be? Could it be that there are any pre-Qin relics here? It's impossible, although I don't know much about cultural relics, but I understand some superficial truths after watching too much TV. Cultural relics, not the older the more valuable, no good materials and craftsmanship at most is an archaeological value, as for the Shang and Zhou bronzes or something, it belongs to the artifact, to catch it is the death penalty, tomb robbers seek wealth and spare their lives, these things are not interested at all.

I squatted here and thought about three phases and fours, and suddenly found that the surroundings were very quiet, the sound of heartbeat was like thunder, the sound of Liu Dongxi's digging disappeared, and even the faint insect chirping in the early autumn night disappeared, and the surrounding silence eroded me like a substance, making me feel that the familiar environment around me suddenly became a little scary, I timidly moved a step towards the edge of the pit, stretched out my head to look down, my heart tightened, and Liu Dongxi's back was gone.

What to do? I was stunned for a moment, the blue and white stripes of the prison clothes were on the front and back, and they were easy to identify in the dark, and now I couldn't see him, there were only two possibilities, either he found me and took off the prison clothes and ambushed me in the dark, or he had already dug a hole and drilled in. What am I going to do?

Thinking quickly, I suddenly felt the deathly tranquility around me intensifying, counting in the middle of the night, the whispers of prisoners, the sound of electricity in the power grid were all gone, and the deep pit in front of me became deep and viscous like a black hole, this abnormal silence wrapped me around me and dragged me inside, step by step...

At this time, I don't know where a force broke away from my imagination, took out a flashlight and shone it into the deep pit, and the bright light of the police flashlight pierced the darkness at the bottom of the pit, and the tranquility retreated as if frightened.

The bottom of the pit was empty, with only a stone bottom and a few piles of dirt scattered about. A small hole appeared in the place where Liu Dongxi was squatting just now, it may be a problem with the angle, this hole looks very small, and Liu Dongxi seems to have drilled into it.

This kid is so fast! I shook my head, feeling that this thing was getting more and more weird and inexplicable, from Liu Dongxi's ghostly skills to the nightmarish tranquility just now, everything made people feel very abnormal, what the hell was this tomb robber doing? How did he get through the railing? What's buried in the ground? I thought about it and decided that I had to go down and have a look.

I have this benefit, and I rarely give up halfway in what I start doing, of course, sometimes this is called perseverance, and sometimes it is called drilling. But I myself deeply believe that in my own words, in the words I often say, how can there be a turning back arrow from a bow?

I pinched my flashlight and walked down the steps dug out of the pit wall, carefully hiding the light from the flashlight. The steps were dug straight south from the northwest corner, and the hole was right behind me when I walked down. I walked to the bottom of the pit, and I felt the hard rock bottom under my feet, and there was still silence around me, but only the silence of being in a glass, not the tranquility that seemed to swallow everything just now. I retracted my breath and bent down slightly, and the hole was right in front of me.

This hole is opened under the slightly forward slope of the pit wall, very cleverly hidden next to a pile of soil, faintly black, do not go down to the bottom of the pit will never imagine that this hole will be so deep, it will definitely be mistaken for a pit left by the opening stone.

I quietly touched the edge of the hole, it was not a problem of angle, the hole was very small, it was more than ten centimeters wide and twenty centimeters long, almost the same as the space of the railing! My head exploded all at once, and my first reaction was to jump and cling to the pit wall to make a defensive posture, how did such a small opening go to someone, he must have found me, and secretly crawled out of the corner when I came down, and the cat was ready to give me a while.

I pulled out the slinger on my waist with my right hand, and with my left hand I was holding a flashlight and quickly swept around, but there was nothing, and I wondered in my heart, could he have gotten in? I took a stance, squatted far in front of the hole, and took a flashlight to shine inside, the hole was small, but the inside was very large, and it stretched forward a few meters before turning down. I didn't see any threat and leaned over to see it, and the light from the flashlight reflected off the walls of the cave and illuminated it brightly. The hole seemed to have been dug out by hand, and the traces were made very naturally, and it was indeed a passage made with a shovel or other tools, less than a meter high and wide, and it was four or five meters straight forward to the end of the corner. The inside of the cave may have been to prevent it from hitting the bottom of the stone to prevent it from being too loud, and the thin layer of soil below was the mark of a man crawling forward.

This guy is definitely not a newbie! I can't figure out that his ancestors had this craft. I've heard of old-school tomb robbers, who can make holes in a cup of tea, and there is no Saturn left on the ground, and some of them have soaked potions since they were very young, slept on a big rope, tied upside down and practiced jiu-jitsu, and some people can even practice the legendary bone shrinking skill, and they can drill into palm-sized holes, but I didn't expect to let me see it today.

I suddenly felt that this thing was becoming more and more unreal, if he had a very good ability to shrink his bones, he could shrink his body very small, but could his head also shrink? I remember watching a popular science program on TV that bone shrinkage is to cause habitual dislocation of large bone joints on the body, and use muscle strength to get off the shoulders and other joints during the exercise, and pass through a small space like a soft body. I understand the contraction of the body, and from the perspective of using space, the design of the human body is indeed not good, but the head is compact enough! If the head can shrink, no matter how small it is, the intracranial pressure will increase. Shrink to this extent? Depend on! Do you try to pinch an egg yourself?

Isn't Liu Dongfu human?

I shook my head and shook off the unscientific thoughts in my head. I've known him for more than three years, and it's hard to accept that such an acquaintance is suddenly not human. "Maybe it's because my head is smaller than others, I don't usually notice it," I comforted myself, looking at my watch, it was already past a little bit, and I had to get him back quickly to solve this matter. I was fully dressed and geared up and ready to climb in.

Naturally, I don't have the ability to shrink my bones like Liu Dong, and I have to dig up the hole. The soil at the entrance of the cave is very fine and waxy, and it seems to be mixed with fine sand, and because it is already deep from the ground, the soil is very clean, and there is nothing cluttered. It's just that because it's underground, it's very porcelain, so I pulled out a police dagger, dug up the soil loosely, and then pulled it out.

The tools were good, and I dug very quickly, and the hole had been expanded by more than half, so that I could almost get into it. I finally shined my flashlight inside and began to crawl backwards on my feet. This posture ensures that it can flexibly respond to various emergencies inside. What's more, when I came out, I deliberately changed into a pair of high-waisted hiking shoes of the Pathfinder, and the soles were also puncture-proof, so I couldn't be more relieved to use them to explore the way.

The hole was not deep, and I felt that after a few movements, I kicked my head, and then there was a downward bend, and I moved it down with all my might, and my foot was down, and it seemed to be quite deep underneath, and I didn't reach the bottom. I rolled over and stretched my hand down trying to hold something, but I found a cold stone on the wall of the cave with a rope tied to it.

I squeezed it hard, and the touch on my hand told me that it was a rope made of strips of cloth, not very thick but tightly tightened, wet as if it was stained with something, and it looked very abnormal in this dry hole, what was it? All at once, the darkness around them enveloped them.