At 10:40 p.m., there were two people waiting in a makeshift tent near the cave.

One is Lu Kun, and the other is Xu Bai.

Earlier, Liang Dong and two other middle-aged scholars who had arrived from the archaeological institute were also in this tent. One of them, who was very experienced and knowledgeable, said that the village could be a Shang and Zhou ruins, based on the location of the village and a large amount of historical data.

This result made Lu Kun's heart sink.

Later, the two middle-aged scholars were taken by Liang Dong to the residency ten kilometers away to rest, because they were not in good health, and the dormitory conditions in the residence would be relatively better than here.

Outside, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the dogs barked one after another, which was a little scary.

From time to time, dark shadows could be seen walking back and forth around the tent. They were tall and stout, and they were urgently dispatched here to arm special police.

Xu Bai held a cup of hot tea and shrank in the corner to look at the man not far away.

Lu Kun sat cross-legged at a low table with a pen in hand, and was immersed in drawing.

As a result of his participation in the clean-up during the day, he was still wearing dirty clothes covered in mud and forgot to take off his hard hat.

In the past few days, the intense work has caused his eye sockets to be a little sunken, and his jealous eyelashes have covered all his exhaustion, and he unconsciously touched a cigarette butt into the ashtray and touched it to his lips, and unconsciously took two sharp puffs.

Xu Bai wanted to laugh a little, quietly put down the teacup in his hand, and walked to him.

She bent down to pick up the cigarette box that Lu Kun had already thrown to the ground with his elbow, and gently placed it on the drawing in front of him.

Only then did Lu Kun realize that there was someone beside him and raised his chin.

Xu Bai reached out and took the cigarette butt that had burned out an hour ago from Lu Kun's lips and put it in the ashtray.

Lu Kun reacted when he looked at the cigarette butt, and hooked his lips at Xu Bai.

He felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

Although the woman in front of her has repeatedly stated that her feelings for him are no longer strong, on such a night, she quietly stays in the tent with him, and her heart is inevitably still warm.

Xu Bai squatted down, his arm pulled on the edge of the low table, and couldn't help but sigh lightly: "You work like a different person." ”

All the light in the tent came from a few searchlights placed around him, and he saw his image in Xu Bai's black and bright black pupils.

Reach out and remove the hard hat, then throw it aside, and use your hand to pat your hair and face a few times to pat off some dust.

"Ugly or not?" Lu Kun asked.

Xu Bai thought to himself: How could he be ugly? At that time, it was recognized that the school grass was not covered.

She shook her head: "It's not ugly, but it's a little dirty." ”

"In the future, if you are in the bed with me, I will ensure that you wash it clean every day."

Xu Bai didn't say anything, looked down at the picture he had drawn, and pretended not to hear him.

Lu Kun's painting level is first-class, on the snow-white paper, the place where the pen falls is extremely coherent, and the layout of the village jumps on the paper, like a master-level Gongbi painting.

Xu Bai quickly found the location of the tent he was in on the paper.

Looking again, there is a teapot without a handle not far away.

Once because of her infatuation with Lu Kun, Xu Bai often went to some public classes in the Department of Archaeology, so she still knew the basics.

She pointed to the teapot-shaped figure: "The place on it that looks like a teapot lid is called a mound, like a bun, it is easy to recognize, and you deliberately crossed it out to say that the owner of the tomb has a certain concept of anti-theft, and the mound is omitted." Then the upper part of the body of this pot is a layer of rammed earth, and the depth varies according to the difference of each tomb. Some are shallow, while others can reach more than ten meters underground. The lower half of the teapot is the burial chamber, and the teapot spout is the burial hall. Isn't it? ”

When Xu Bai said this, he deliberately glanced at Lu Kun.

She was really curious, when the two middle-aged scholars discussed with him before, he basically only listened to it, but now this picture is clearly as if he has found the location of the tomb.

It's kind of incredible.

Lu Kun looked at her, a faint smile in his tired eyes, and he didn't say anything.

This time Xu Bai was even more curious, and asked again: "Is the tomb on the map?" How do you tell? Where is it possible to spend so much time? ”

Lu Kun was still silent, his eyes quietly fell from her questioning face to her little hands that were frozen red, and her heart was really distressed.

He quickly pinched his wrists, pulled Xu Bai's body to his sturdy legs, and quickly took an army green coat on the table and covered Xu Bai's body, as if he was holding a baby when he went out, and wrapped Xu Bai in his arms domineeringly.

She was stunned and looked up at him.

Only then did Lu Kun hook her lips and reply to her previous words: "It's just a blind drawing, do you believe it?" ”