The trumpet is very confused,

"You mean this, dig it first."

The two of them dug directly, because the soil was very soft, and because it was in this dark, damp cave, the landfill soil was easily dug up, and it was effortless to dig, the hole was dug very deep, and their ancients thought hard to keep the burial items for the dead from being stolen. Digging down, the depth is a full five meters, maybe the two of them are too hard, and when the shovel of the number digs down, it is directly stuck there, and it can't be pulled out. It took a lot of force, but the shovel was there, and it didn't move at all. What the hell is down here, the horn is chattering in confusion. Chen Xie only smiled when he saw him, and the trumpet was directly replaced with a small shovel for excavation, maybe the small shovel was not subject to greater resistance, and the activity was very fast. The excavation has been more than 20 minutes, and suddenly when the trumpet digs down, the soil layer below is very hard, like a stone, and the shovel can't dig at all, at this time, the trumpet directly called Chen Xie to dig on both sides, the bottom is buried very deep, and the real thing under the soil is getting clearer and clearer, and the two of them directly set aside the soil layer outside, which is even more unexpected The result appeared, how is this a wine bottle, but not very sure, the wine bottle is mixed with soil, Chen Xie cleaned up the soil slag above, blew it, the ash layer floated up directly, and the trumpet coughed a few times. You want to kill me, what is this, the number is very confused.

This thing looks like a drinking vessel, and the trumpet is just a guess. Chen Xie used his sleeves to remove the ash on the wine bottle, and used a flashlight to observe closely, the volume of this wine bottle is not very large, but there is a slight weight, about 50 grams, it is not an ordinary vessel, it is made of bronze, close up, there are some words engraved on the wine bottle, more accurate should be the image, Chen Xie lingered in his mind for a while at this time, it is said that the general bronze is native to the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and there is generally no text in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and these words are some oracle bone inscriptions, which are expressed by patterns. Could it be that this cemetery originated from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, who are the two coffins in front of him, but it is definitely not the coffin of King Wu of Zhou, it is generally the courtiers below, at this time, Chen Xie's mind is a mess, and his head hurts. Chen Xie's mind returned here, and carefully observed this bronze vessel, the bottom of the wine bottle is engraved with a line of text, Chen Xie knows a little bit about the text of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, this text looks like the word "Jue", very similar, what does the word Jue of the ancients mean when used on the wine bottle, and the number at this time also found the same problem, don't look at the number is usually more impatient, but he is more interested in ancient characters, so the word "Jue" under the wine bottle is also very clear.

The word "Jue" in the ancients has a high and low respect, the name of the courtesy, the ancients toast is divided into high and low, low to respect the high, in order to achieve respect, because the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the whole is a feudal system, there is a hierarchy, the Son of Heaven above the slave, therefore, this wine bottle is also called "Bronze Jue".

The trumpet on the side is very puzzled,

"What the hell is this."

Chen Xie just smiled,

"It's worth a lot, though it's nothing like the gold and silver treasures."

"You're doing all the useless, it's not you, tell me to dig it, and I won't get anything,"

There was a burst of anger in the heart.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this first, dig down and see what else, hey, if the fat man is here, he will be greedy for things like this,"

Chen Xie smiled, put down the bronze jue in his hand, picked up the Luoyang shovel and dug it again.

"Well, I don't know how the fat man is now,"

The trumpet was also dug up, and I was worried that the fat man would come.

The two of them dug for another half an hour, and suddenly found that there was an item wrapped in a sackcloth inside, and they were in a hurry, so they reached out and took it directly, but Chen Xie on the side directly stopped him,

"Don't take it, worry about the mechanism."

The horn also woke up for a while, and hurriedly retracted his hand, and was stunned there.

"It's not going to be such a pit, there's still a mechanism."

Chen Xie pushed the trumpet and scooped his head with his hand.

"It's stupid, think about it when we were in the West Wing, and besides, the location of this thing's card is really good, right under the sarcophagus."

"What can I do, we can't just watch it, by the way, we won't just get stuck with something when we take it out, isn't it?"

The head of the trumpet turned quickly, and a question came to mind.

Chen Xie thought about it, pursed his lips, and nodded,

"It's possible, but it's risky, so you might as well give it a try."

Before Chen Xie finished speaking, the number was really anxious, and he pulled out this thing directly, Chen Xie was very anxious, and casually found an iron rod stuck in that place, and waited for a long time, but fortunately there was no abnormal movement, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The things in the hands of the trumpet look very shabby, mixed with earth ash, because of the long-term in this dark, damp room, the color of the surface of the linen cloth has degenerated, degraded into green, from time to time there is a smell to the nose, but it is not very irritating, open the hemp skin, what is even more unexpected inside is a silk skin, and it is very neatly folded, and the corners are not bent at all. At this time, the two of them were a little stunned, and the number slowly put the silk skin flat on the ground, and opened it, and a more amazing scene appeared, only to see some circle curve symbols painted on the silk skin, and a line of words written on it, I couldn't understand what was written, both of them were very puzzled, but Chen Xie seemed to have found something,

"Why does this map look so much like a map, it can't be a tomb map underneath."

"Obviously it's very similar, look at the route passage over here,"

The trumpet also noticed something and nodded.

The map is recorded in the passage map of the cemetery built in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, but this silk skin is only half, and the other half does not know where it is, and the trumpet thinks that there may be another one underneath, and the other one must be below, and the trumpet digs hard, and digs for half an hour, there is nothing below, not even a wool, the trumpet is very lost, and he mutters in his mouth,

"Damn, I don't get anything."

Chen Xie on the side snickered,

"I think the other half of it may be hidden somewhere else, or not in this tomb at all, or the tomb robber stole the ......"

"Hey, don't yell there,"

He sat on the ground tired, panting and sweating.

"Okay, what's wrong with this picture,"

Suddenly, Chen Xie stared at the picture with his eyes.

At this time, the trumpet got up and walked over,

"What's wrong, what did you find, something was wrong."

Chen Xie pointed to this half of the map and gestured on it,

"Look, this picture doesn't look like where we're walking, it's like we're in another place."

At this time, the trumpet's eyes also widened, as if he had also discovered something,

"Really, isn't the other half of the silk skin a map of here?"

"Definitely yes, this sucks, how do we get there now,"

Chen Xie shook his head, but he didn't know what to do.

The trumpet smiled, sighed, and said,

"In my opinion, let's take one step at a time."