Seeing the Seventh Master walking towards the mountain wall on the side, the old clam hurriedly followed. Liang Ruoyi on the side seemed to be a little impatient, and stomped his foot and followed.

I smiled and shrugged, this Liang Ruoyi looks like she is in her early twenties, maybe she is younger than me, she is obviously a little girl, and she has to pretend to be so cold all day long, is she tired?

I was looking at Liang Ruoyi's slender back and smirking, and the cloth bag monk also followed. I came back to my senses and hurried over.

After the Seventh Master walked to a mountain wall, he turned around and leaned against the mountain wall, looking at it.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" The Seventh Master suddenly clapped his hands and praised: "There is such a fairyland in Sagayama, nature is really magical, making us mortals look up!" ”

We were all stunned, and the cloth bag monk was the first to see what the seventh master was referring to, and folded his hands and recited a Buddha name. The old clam seems to have followed the seventh master for many years, and he has also seen the clues, but Liang Ruoyi and I are confused, looking in the direction pointed by the seventh master, but it is like seeing flowers in the fog, and we are confused.

"Look, looking from behind me, looking straight ahead, what does it look like?" Seeing that I was confused, the seventh master said with a smile.

I answered, and according to what the Seventh Master said, I was immediately surprised: starting from where we were standing, looking clockwise at the opposite mountain wall, there was a complete dragon! Although it is not obvious, we can still see that on the mountain wall in front of us, there is the dragon's head and tail, if we don't stand at this angle here and now, we really can't see it!

This giant dragon is about several kilometers long and more than three meters high, and it is by no means artificially excavated, but naturally formed.

I don't believe in evil, so I ran a dozen steps to the side and looked again, and sure enough, I couldn't see it!

No wonder the Seventh Master was so excited and sighed at the magic of nature.

The seventh master made a gesture with both hands in front of his chest, and then walked forward step by step with words in his mouth, and stood up after about fifty steps: "Old clam, here, dig three meters down." ”

The old clam nodded, took out a slender iron box about half a meter long from the backpack behind his back, opened it and took out several thin iron pipes from it, and connected them one by one.

What is this? I was immediately interested, and stood beside the old clam and watched. I've read a lot of popular tomb robbery novels in recent years, such as that

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Notes on Tomb Robbery", which records the Luoyang shovel used by the gold diggers of the northern Chinese school, although I have not seen it, but I can also imagine the general appearance.

The tools used by the old clam in front of him were less than a finger thick, and the whole body was black and shiny, and the last one was more like a sharp steel needle, and there was a small tube the size of a needle nose on one side of the steel needle, which looked very delicate.

"Old clam, what's this thing called?" I couldn't help but open my mouth to ask.

The old clam was stunned: "This thing...... I don't really know what it's called......"

"Huh?" Naturally, I didn't believe the old clam's nonsense, and followed the old clam to the place pointed by the seventh master, and saw the old clam take a horse step, and then suddenly shouted, and with both hands, he plunged the slender black pipe straight into the soil.

Along the way, except for me, who had no hands to show, only the old clam had never shown his hands, but last night in Lujiazhai, I already felt that the old clam was not a master, but more like the follower of the seventh master. But with the force of the old clam in front of me, the five-meter-long black pipe instantly sank into the soil by more than two meters, which really scared me.

Two meters later, after his death, he encountered resistance, the old clam took a deep breath, and suddenly used another force, and the black pipe sank into the soil again about one meter, and it had reached a depth of three meters.

The old clam grabbed the black pipe with both hands, and pumped it hard, and the black pipe was taken out by him with a "whoosh".

These two hands only took ten seconds, and I was already impressed with the old clam - it seems that I am the weakest of them!

The old clam unscrewed the black pipe at the front, and poured the soil from the small pipe into the hands of the seventh master.

"This soil should be about two meters or even shallower, right?" I was a little puzzled: "After all, the pipe will be retracted into the soil as soon as it enters the soil." ”

The old clam snorted: "I don't understand!" First, there are small holes in the pipe that collects the soil, because the pressure in the deep places is high, so it will squeeze out the soil collected in the shallow places because of the pressure, and then collect the soil in the deepest place; Second, it is natural that the person who uses it must have great strength, so that it will be foolproof. ”

Obediently, such a small thing still has a scientific truth in it......

The seventh master put the soil under his nose and sniffed it, frowned slightly, paused for a few seconds and said: "This is it, old clam, controlled at a depth of three meters, one."

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The old clam nodded, waved his hand to let me stand aside, he took out a few thumb-sized black balls from his bag, put them in his hand, selected one to stuff into his pocket, and then took out a black folding shovel and began to dig.

I stood on the side and watched, and saw that Liang Ruoyi didn't seem to have any interest in this kind of thing, and his little head couldn't help but turn to look at the scenery around, while the Budai monk closed his eyes and chanted with Buddhist beads on the side.

I feel more and more that this old monk is not a good monk, he can be Gu and Taoism, but he is dressed as a monk, is it possible that he is sincerely used to hide people's eyes?

The old clam on one side dug very quickly, and in less than five minutes, he dug a small circular hole with a diameter of 20 centimeters and a depth of about half a meter, and then leaned down, stretched out his arm and dug a few more times in the hole, and then slapped the wall of the hole solidly, put the small round ball into it, and finally covered the soil dug out next to it.

"Everybody back off!" The old clam said that he would withdraw more than ten steps first: "Squat down and don't move!" ”

Only then did I realize that the ball that this guy had just buried was **. Seeing that we were all squatting, the old clam took out a miniature remote control, pressed a few numbers on it, and pressed the red button.

I looked up, but saw that the hole was blown open, but not much dirt flew out, and I was surprised and wanted to go up to see what was going on, so I got up and ran over.

"Hey, Xiao Gu, who made you move!"

The old clam shouted behind me, I was stunned, my body stopped, less than a meter away from the hole: "What's wrong?" Aren't you going to blow it up? I ......"

Before I could finish speaking, there was a sudden "boom" sound under my feet, and before I could react, I felt that the sky was spinning, and the ground under my feet was like a whirlpool and sucked me into the hole!

I quickly fell into darkness in front of my eyes, and before I could shout "help", I fell heavily to the ground, and before I could get up, I saw a man fall from the sky and hit me!

"......Ahh I didn't fall to my death, and I let you die of it! I suddenly felt tightness in my chest, and as I spoke, I stretched out my hands to push the person on my body, but I didn't expect this grab, but I felt the familiar softness and elasticity again, and suddenly my old face turned red: "I'm sorry Liang......"

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