A tank 500 was driving on the way to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, with a temporary license plate and a large sticker of "Internship" on the rear window. qδ

This is the first car that Luoyang bought.

He originally wanted to buy a Mercedes-Benz big g, and more than two million is nothing to him now, and it's not that he doesn't have that strength. But was stopped by Bai Jing, the reason is that it is too expensive, she is a novice, it is a high probability to crash and scratch something, Mercedes-Benz is too delicate, the repair cost is too high, and the car is affordable in China, and the repair cost is not expensive if it is damaged. Then the Tank 500 is an Internet celebrity car, which is cost-effective.

Luoyang felt that what she said made sense, so he went to the 4S store of the Wei faction. When he asked that there was no car, he finally added 10,000 yuan to pick up a car from a salesman, and the formalities were completed, and he and Bai Jing drove the new car on the road.

The speed is 30 kilometers per hour, coming out of the 4S store, about two kilometers of road, Luoyang counted, and the car has probably been overtaken by more than 20 battery cars.

"I said can you drive faster, at this speed, it is estimated that it will be dark when we drive to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum, and Hu Bufei and Zheng Lao are waiting for us." Luoyang reminded.

"Oh, don't rush me, I'll be nervous when you push me." Bai Jing looked intently at the road ahead, the cab seat was pushed very forward, and her upper body was almost lying on the steering wheel. The two headlights are only three or two centimeters away from the steering wheel, and a slightly larger action will affect the steering wheel rotation.

Luoyang didn't dare to rush it, if there was a car accident or something, it would delay more time.

Idle, he sent a message to Shi Fei: Brother Shi, what's the situation over there?

A minute later, Shi Fei replied with a message: I am already in Lao Cai in northern Myanmar, I have hired a local person as a guide, I plan to replenish supplies in Lao Cai, and after a short rest, I will set off for Lao Zu Mountain.

Luoyang: You have to pay attention to safety, if there is danger, return it, and I will come over when I am done.

Shi Fei: Okay.

Luoyang picked up his mobile phone and took a photo of Bai Jing, who was concentrating on driving, and then sent it to Shi Fei.

Shi Fei: Bai Jing, are you with her?

Luoyang: We are going to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses to dig Pit No. 4.

Shi Fei sent a picture with a surprised expression: What is the situation?

Luoyang: A special case, not archaeology, just digging up a corpse, and talking to you in detail when we meet again.

Shi Fei: Okay, I knew that I would come to Chang'an to dig the No. 4 pit with you, archaeologists have a dream, that is, to dig the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, but unfortunately I missed it.

Bai Jing realized it and asked, "Master, were you filming me just now?"

Luoyang snorted: "I chatted with Brother Shi, he is looking for an ancient tomb in northern Myanmar, I took a photo of him, I want him to see what you look like driving."

Bai Jing curled the corners of his mouth: "It's not enough for you to laugh at me alone, you have to take pictures for Brother Shi...... Yikes!"

A car in front of him suddenly braked, Bai Jing exclaimed, and slammed the brake to death.

Luoyang didn't check, and hit his head on the side window glass, and there was a bang. He looked at the car in front of him, at least seven or eight meters away, and was speechless.

A car behind overtook and said through the window, "Silly fork! You don't know how to drive!"

Without waiting for Bai Jing to say a word, the irascible driver kicked the accelerator and left.

"Do people nowadays have car rage?" Bai Jing had an innocent expression on his face.

Luoyang said in his heart that I was in a hurry to change me, but a smile appeared on his face: "It's that he doesn't know how to be polite, you have obviously posted an internship sign, he is blind and can't see, you drive slowly, don't worry."

"Well, it's better to be a master." Bai Jing smiled.

Two hours later, Bai Jing finally drove the car to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum.

Hu Bufei greeted him and complained, "Lao Zheng has urged me several times, why did you come?"

Bai Jing said embarrassedly, "It's none of Master's business, it's because my skills are not good and I drive slowly."

Hu Bufei glanced at Bai Jing, with a hint in his eyes

Suspect.

Luoyang said, "Let's go in, let's take a look at the venue first."

"Follow me." Hu Bufei didn't want to say anything, so he led the way.

Pit No. 4 of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum.

There are terracotta warriors and horses in pits 123, all of which are like ancient warriors who have been sealed, as if they are waiting for an order, and then they will wake up. But Pit No. 4 was just a dirt pit, and there was nothing in it.

Next to Pit No. 4, a large group of people had been waiting for a long time.

Luoyang, a few archaeological experts recruited by Bai Jing, had seen it last night, and Zheng Congrong had a few faces around him, presumably the leaders of the museum and related personnel.

Sure enough, when Luoyang passed, Zheng Congrong introduced him to the museum of those people, and the leader was the curator, named Chen Song.

"Xiao Luo, I just heard from Director Chen that this No. 4 pit is 4,600 square meters, and it was backfilled after digging and no terracotta warriors and burial goods were found, and the thickness of the backfill is two meters, and what we see now is just a shallow pit." After a slight pause, Zheng Congrong asked, "How to dig such a large area, do you have any plans here?"

"I'll take a look." Luoyang's gaze moved to the huge earthen pit.

As Zheng Congrong introduced, Pit No. 4 has been backfilled, and the height of the bottom of the pit and the ground is only more than a foot, and the ground is flat. The depth of the backfill is two meters, which means that he has to dig two meters deep to get to the bottom of the original pit, and to dig the "thing" he wants to dig, he needs to continue digging from the bottom of the original pit, and it is unknown how deep he will dig.

Chen Song, director of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum, walked to Luoyang's side and said: "Mr. Luo, the No. 4 pit has been dug a long time ago, and nothing has been found until the rammed earth layer. A lot of archaeologists are sure that there's nothing down there, and of course, you can dig if you want, after all, you have permission from above, but I want to know what you want to dig out of Pit 4?"

Luoyang glanced at Zheng Congrong.

Zheng Congrong nodded.

Only then did Luo Yang say, "Director Chen, what we are going to dig up is most likely a corpse."

"Whose corpse?" Chen Song was curious.

Luoyang said: "That person's name is Ji Chong, and he was a witch during the Qin Dynasty, so I will have these clues, and I will dig up the rest."

Chen Song wanted to ask something, Zheng Congrong said, "Director Chen, let Xiao Luo do it, if something goes wrong, it's mine."

Chen Song's face suddenly showed a flattering smile: "Since the leaders have said so, then I won't say much, you can do it, if you need any help, just ask."

In these years, it has to be the leader's speech to be effective.

Luoyang jumped forward, jumped over the guardrail more than one meter high, and entered the No. 4 pit.

"Master, do you want me to come with you?" Bai Jing wanted to follow, but was stopped by the guardrail, and she couldn't jump over like Luoyang, so she was a little anxious.

Luoyang said, "No, I'll take a look first."

Bai Jing curled his lips.

Luoyang stepped on the middle line of the No. 4 pit and walked to the opposite side, and entered the state of the ancestral witch spirit body during the walk.

The perception with a real touch is centered on the ancestral witch spirit, expanding to the ground and silently entering the soil layer.

A large group of people looked at Luoyang, but they only saw him walking slowly towards the end of the No. 4 pit, and no one knew what he was doing.

In almost a quarter of an hour, Luoyang walked a distance of less than fifty meters. The level of this No. 4 pit is almost a hundred meters, and the width is more than forty meters, and the range he perceives is only half of it.

The reason why it is slow is because of the backfilling, and Luoyang did not expect this situation. If there was no backfill, he would have been able to perceive deeper places with his senses, and now it would be seven or eight meters. This is still under the condition that the middle dantian is activated and his perception is enhanced, and he can also perceive two or three meters underground before the change.

However, the depth of seven or eight meters is enough, and the ancient man-made tombs, except for those imperial tombs, are still few

Some dig seven or eight meters deep to bury people.

Another distance has passed, and still nothing.

Luoyang's heart was a little anxious, if he didn't perceive the existence of the catacombs at the end, then he could only dig up the backfill and then open it to perceive the situation underground. However, the backfill of the No. 4 pit has an area of more than 4,000 square meters after two meters, which is not a small project. Even if you hire an engineering team, the excavator and the loading truck will have to work for ten days and half a month, and this is a world-famous museum, obviously not like that.

At the edge of the pit, Zheng Congrong patted Hu Bufei on the shoulder, and then walked to a corner where no one was.

Hu Bufei followed with understanding.

Zheng Congrong stopped and whispered, "In your report, it was said that when Xiao Luo held it with his hand, a column of water more than ten meters high rose in the sea?"

Hu Bufei nodded.

"Later, as soon as he stirred it with his hand, a whirlpool appeared on the sea, and Jiang Yue was arrested?"

Hu Bufei nodded again.

Zheng Congrong reached out and touched Hu Bufei's forehead.

Hu Bufei smiled bitterly and said, "Lao Zheng, I don't have a fever, what I saw with my own eyes won't be fake."

"And what kind of science do you say?"

Hu Bufei shrugged his shoulders: "You ask me, who do I ask?" I just saw something, and I wrote it into the report."

Zheng Congrong was silent for a moment: "It seems that you have to let the people of the Xuan team take over, and you, the captain of the martial arts team, can't keep up with that kid's rhythm."

Hu Bufei stretched his face: "Lao Zheng, you don't know about Xuan Taimei's tigress, if you let her get involved, you don't know what the outcome of this matter will be." Also, aren't you afraid of meat buns beating dogs?"

Zheng Congrong laughed: "If that kid really dares to speak, then I won't lose the Xuanwu Bureau, what are you talking about?"

Hu Bufei continued to pull his face.

"I just have this idea, I'll give your report to Xuan Taimei to look at it later, and ask for her opinion." Zheng Congrong said.

Hu Bufei had a negative attitude: "I'm not optimistic about it anyway, you are lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot."

At this moment, Luoyang stopped, turned around and said, "Found it, here!"