I felt inexplicable, and immediately leaned over and pushed the fat man's feet away to take a closer look, and sure enough, a part of the incense ash was embedded in the subtle cracks on the surface of the stone, forming some lines. And it is clear that the lines are very rounded, not the lines of the stone surface itself.

I'm engaged in rubbing, and I know that this is a rubbing principle, using a very fine powder to show shallow marks, similar to the one used in many spy dramas, using a pencil to smear sticky notes to get a message written on a page, obviously someone has carved something on the rock face in front of this shrine.

I became excited, and I overturned the incense burner, poured all the incense ash on the ground and rock face, and began to apply it with my hands. Soon, more subtle lines began to appear on the ground and rock faces.

"It's ......" the fat man also noticed something unusual.

"It must have been carved by the craftsman who dug this hole." I said.

"I see, Lei Ji has appeared so soon!" The fat man said, "The efficiency is much higher than ours." ”

"Don't talk so fast." I said, "Spread all the ashes evenly."

He crouched down to help, and the stuffy oil bottle came in, and we smeared a large area with incense ash. Soon, a crooked text appeared in front of him.

Each of these characters is the size of a chess, all in traditional Chinese, and the engraving is incomparably scribbled, some almost indistinct, but there are quite a lot of them, thirty or forty, large and small.

Looking at the notes, it should be engraved by one person.

The characters are Chinese characters, but some of them are words that I have never seen before, and they should be pronounced in dialects.

The fat man wondered, "Could it be that the previous craftsmen were like us, and they also discussed things in this stone rock?" ”

I shook my head and said no, the text is continuous, apparently the person who carved it wrote a whole paragraph, but the engraving was very shallow, and like us, it should have been simply scratched on the rock wall with stone, without the use of carving tools.

What kind of person, and for what purpose, wrote these words in front of this idol? There is no way to think of it, but the key should be in the text.

I made it out, and the text was read vertically, and I couldn't recognize it when I went out, so I carefully read it word by word, and then re-carved it on the side with stone.

It's a very simple paragraph.

November and seven rì.

The east wall, seven feet from the left, has sixteen.

The west wall, three feet from the left, has seven.

The north wall, five feet from the left, has ten.

The south wall, six feet from the left, has four.

Count carefully, and dig out and resume work within three rì.

"It's ...... What is the record of mining metering? I hesitated.

Looking at the whole sense of language, it seems to be a message, a little hint left for others before a foreman leaves, and there is an instruction: count. It seems to be a subordinate to write a subordinate.

"Northwest, Southeast, Northwest?" The fat man looked around, "Is it a record of the distribution of jade veins?" ”

I shook my head, the direction of the jade vein was completely natural, there was no law at all, and it was useless to set a few feet to the left of a section. "There are sixteen", "there are seven", "there are ten", "there are four", as if there is a kind of counting of the mark, he is counting the things on the wall.

Looking at the east wall, there was nothing on the surface, only the jade veins and rocks were naturally wrinkled, and the deep jade veins were so complex that they were like the blood vessels of rocks, and they could not be represented by such a small number as "sixteen". And he finally said: The excavation and resumption of work within three rì seems to mean that the things represented by "sixteen" and "seven" hinder the continuation of mining.

What is it? Could it be that the stone vein species is incomparably hard? But the rock jīng is so hard and weighs 100 tons, how can it be excavated in three rì?

We all stood up, walked to the far left of the east wall, and measured seven feet with our fingers to see what was in that part.

Seven feet later, it was still the surface of the rock, countless traces of dark green sè, and nothing.

The fat man and I looked at each other, but in fact, we looked very carefully at the rock face here, and even if we didn't look at it that way, we knew that we couldn't see anything on the surface.

"Could it be that what he wrote on his face has been dug up?"

There was a possibility, but after thinking about it again, a very strange thought came to my mind.

I went back to the shrine, gathered up the ashes from the ground, put them back in the censer, and then took them to the rock wall, grabbed a handful, and smeared them on my head.

At first, there was nothing, but after a few circles, sure enough, lines appeared on the face, as if it was the outline of something.

"Huh?" The fat man was surprised, "How do you know?" ”

"That kind of message is too vague, it's a summary of the last message, and it will definitely leave a mark on the rock face." I said, continuing to apply.

Soon, an irregular polygonal silhouette appeared in the stone, and I unhooked my powerful searchlight from myself and turned it on. The outline is very obvious, as if you were drawing a draft and using a short straight line to outline the general shape of the object.

However, we don't see any shapes associated with this outline from the veins of the rock, as if they were randomly drawn on the rock wall as a reference when cutting.

But even so, I still felt chills all over my body, and many fragments in my brain began to spontaneously make various combinations, and I already knew in my heart that there must be something in this rock wall, otherwise, this outline could not have been engraved here. They were going to dig up the stuff here, so they made a rough mark.

Why can't I see it? Is it the wrong way?

Thinking about it, I asked, "Who of you knows what special process they had when they mined jade?" ”

The fat man shook his head and said, "Didn't you use explosives?" ”

But the stuffy oil bottle said: "First burn it with fire, and then splash it with cold water, so that the stone will naturally crack." ”

"Splash with water? Walk! Go fetch water! I immediately said that I didn't know what I was trying to prove, but I had a strong intuition in my heart and hit the key!

I rushed to the hole on the other side, knotted the trousers of the wetsuit I had taken off, filled it with water, carried it back, and threw it at the rock wall with the fat man.

After splashing like this more than a dozen times, the face of the rock became deeper due to water seepage.

Taking a few steps back, I saw that due to the splashing of water, some parts of the jade veins on the surface of the rock became blurred, and other parts became smooth and transparent. It turns out that these stones are also jade, but the content is different, so they are called like ordinary rocks by those dark green jadeite.

At the same time, we saw a looming shadow in the rock wall.

It's a figure.