I leaned out of the cave and asked for a shovel from the outside, and Xiao Lu's little brother quickly asked for a short military shovel and handed it to me, and I took the shovel and drilled back.

Xiao Lu used a shovel to dig a large pit in the middle of the house, but it was a pity that only a bow and arrow that seemed to be rotten were buried in it. Xiao Lu scolded: "Grandma, I don't even have a lot of money." Li Hongyuan picked up the searchlight and said in a posture of calling it a day: "What we are most afraid of is the reputation of loyalty." Xiao Lu, in the future, you will not visit any grave of loyalty. It's poorer than I am. Xiao Lu looked at Li Hongyuan and swept me away with his eyes and said, "San'er, call it a day." ”

Back in Uncle Huang's Guangben car, Uncle Huang asked me what I had gotten, and I said, "Nothing, just the few broken knives they carried just now." Uncle Huang asked again, "Did you go down?" I said, "I went down, but I didn't go down at first, I didn't have an oxygen tank." Uncle Huang's face changed immediately, and Ge Yong, who was driving, said: "Uncle, I'll go tomorrow and let San'er accompany you." He was too young and naïve. Uncle smiled wryly and said, "Ge Yong! It's not that Uncle won't let you go. You said that your children are seven or eight years old, and if there is something wrong, it's hard to say no. Saying that, Uncle Huang squeezed his eyes at me again, which obviously meant that he was biased towards me.

After returning to the hotel, Uncle Huang talked to Xiaolu and asked him what he was anxious about, in case something happened to you if you had to go down first, how would you call Uncle Ke to live? He told Xiao Lu not to bring an oxygen tank tomorrow, and asked his younger brother to pick it up in his car if necessary.

After Xiaolu went out, Uncle Huang said to me earnestly: "San'er, why don't you have a heart, I let them take you, they don't want to take you." If you don't rush forward, how much space can you take up if you say they want to get a gold brick or something stuffed into your trouser pocket? It's not that Uncle said you, they are all outsiders compared to you. San'er! Tomorrow you'll have to have a heart. ”

On the second night, we set off again. The location is an ancient Warring States ancient battlefield on the east beam of Fengning County. Due to the proximity of the road, except for Xiaolu's Daben, which has a special purpose and needs to drive, we only used a Jinbei to pull up the hands of other cars, and we set off. It's still Uncle Huang Wangfeng, or the original team, and our grave-digging journey has started again.

On this earthen hill with the Fengning cultural relics protection plaque, Xiao Lu's detector kept barking. However, Xiao Lu saw that the data displayed by the detector were all five and a half meters underground or thirteen meters below the distance before there were treasures. Xiao Lu made a difficulty, such a deep layer of soil can only be obtained with a bulldozer blade. But it can be seen that this is an area protected by the Fengning County Cultural Bureau. Although it does not have a security guard, it may not work if you get a bulldozer shovel. Finally, in one of the edge areas of this mound, the detector showed that there were treasures at a distance of 1.5 meters from the ground, and it happened that below this edge area was the tidal river water for the Miyun Reservoir in Beijing. Due to its perennial erosion, this marginal area has collapsed into a slope, so Xiao Lu asked the secretary of the brigade to call in the laborers to start the excavation work. Precisely:

In ancient times, the bones of the brave corpses were wounded, and how many dead souls were hidden.

Far away from home to the national fortune, the rise and fall of the national fortune is boundless.

Serve the well-being of the country wholeheartedly, and the well-being will be strong everywhere.

Those who dig graves and dig graves for profit will be brave and wounded.

He also said:

There are seven heroes in the Warring States, and Yan Rong is silent.

The traces of the battle still exist, and the bones are few.

The coffin turned into dry dung, and the armor turned to ashes.

Only the night sound insects, weeping and saying ancient feelings.

It turned out that we were digging the grave of a general or king of the ancient Warring States. At that time, it was not important to use masonry to arch the tombs. He only had the decay of the wooden coffin and his bones beneath it. When Quan Jie 'snapped' a pickaxe to dig out a personal skull. Because of Uncle Huang's lesson, I went up and grabbed the pickaxe and started a crazy homework.