Inside this pagoda, two Buddha tooth relics are also enshrined.

That's right!

This sloping wooden tower is the Yingzhou Wooden Tower, the world's first wooden tower in the Guinness Book of World Records.

It was built in 1056 and completed in 1195.

In the twenties of the last century, Feng Yan fought the war, and more than 200 shots were fired in this tower, which was greatly traumatized.

In the forties, twelve more shells were fired, and the damage was aggravated.

In the fifties, the world's first wooden tower was scarred, several parts were damaged, the base was sunken, and the main body was crooked.

Since the 80s, the maintenance and repair of the wooden tower in Yingzhou has been put on the agenda, and now 20 years have passed, and the specific maintenance plan is still on paper.

The 1:10 replica of the wooden tower in front of him is suspended by a steel rope above it, and several interns below are replacing the components of the wooden tower and researching the solution to the base.

Not far from the wooden pagoda, there are two very characteristic simulated archaeological sites.

One simulated is the Terracotta Army.

Buried underneath is a faience figurine!

Needless to say, it was a matter of experimenting with how to protect the faience figurines from being unearthed after the color disappeared.

The other is a swimming pool with an area of about 90 square meters.

Inside is a dilapidated ancient shipwreck that is also a replica.

This is supposed to be an experiment on how to salvage this ancient shipwreck.

Looking at a large number of messy and bizarre equipment next to it, it is estimated that it is still in the exploration stage.

But from the markings on the edge of the pool, I made a surprising discovery.

This mark is the location of the ancient shipwreck.

Before I could take a second look, someone by the pool pulled up a tarpaulin to block the coordinates and followed me up and asked, "Which unit are you from?"

"Fangzhou. Find Pegasus."

"Do you have any reservations?" Who called you?"

The other party is about the same age as me, and he speaks in a very impulsive tone, and he is about to catch up with Kaizi Li.

It is natural for the other party to speak impulsively.

This is the archaeological institute of the Hanlin Academy, and the people who can do experiments here are super geniuses like Lin Chaoxi's Chinese cabbage.

I didn't bother to entangle with the other party, and directly threw out the approval note that coolie Hanlin gave me.

The other party's arrogant face changed slightly, and he looked me up and down several times: "What did you just see?"

"Nope."

The other man pointed unceremoniously at my chest, "It's better not to see it." You know the fate of the leak."

As soon as I threatened, the other party turned his hand to the corner: "Tenma-sensei......"

Before he could finish his next words, a cry came from the southeast corner: "Collapsed, collapsed, collapsed again."

"Tenma-sensei was buried alive again."

"Hurry up and save someone."

Bang, bang, bang......

Countless people rushed out of the experimental greenhouse, quickly rushed to the southeast corner, picked up all kinds of guys, and dug wildly.

Puzzled, I walked quickly to the scene and immediately fixed my eyes.

"Trench Pit!?"

In front of my eyes was a waterlogged trench pit three meters deep, nearly twenty meters long and three meters wide, stretching longitudinally.

At the end of the trench pit was a pit with an area of more than twenty square meters and a depth of one and a half meters.

There are one-to-one replicas of sarcophagus coffins and various bronzes in the pit, and there is an ear chamber next to the pit. The replica of the main tomb is also flooded, and there are quite a few of them.

Seeing this, the shadow of a large tomb has already appeared in my mind.

The collapse point of the trench pit is located in the middle, about nine meters from the main burial chamber of the pit.

In other words, the people digging the pit below still have eleven meters to reach the main burial chamber.

"Senior brother, the landslide is serious. Can't find where the teacher is?"

"It's broken. The teacher is gone, dig quickly, dig quickly."

"It's over, it's over. It's all over."

"Explore, explore!"

A group of men and women screamed in surprise, teacher, where are you, in line

In the waterlogged trench pit, he copied the probe rod and poked wildly at the dirt.

I stepped on the loose dirt, bent down to pick up the probe and poked it down, picked up the mud and licked it, and suddenly understood.

The mud of this large replica tomb at the foot comes from the Beibi Mountain.

Princely tombs!

The flooding is extremely severe!

It's a bit extravagant.,In order to carry out simulation experiments.,Dig up all the soil in the north mountain.。 Can't we just go to the field and do experiments?

"Teacher, teacher, talk back. Where are you?"

"Talk back! Can you hear me?" ap.

"It's over, this time the teacher is dead, I told him a long time ago not to imitate too real, he just won't listen!"

"Don't say anything, think about it."

A group of students were yelling and screaming, and the six gods were in a hurry.

I slowly got up and went down the ladder to the deep pit of the trench, first looked at the simulated passage dug, then went through the passage to find the collapse point, and then walked two meters forward to the pit wall to listen to the sound, and then picked up the shovel and began to drill holes somewhere.

"What are you doing?"

"Do you want to poach my teacher to death?"

The man who was called Senior Brother just now rushed over angrily, pushed me hard, and yelled at me: "My teacher has an accident, and you can't afford to lose your whole family if you sell it."

"Get out of the way."

I replied indifferently: "I don't want your teacher to die digging in the quicksand, just shut up for me immediately, and then turn back and run."

"*** Tell me again......

Suddenly, the senior brother looked shocked: "How do you know that this is earth quicksand?"

Then, the elder brother screamed, "Who are you? Aren't you a spy?"

Ignoring the cunning, the shovel was inserted deep along the original hole, and it was prying.

But the senior brother jumped up and hugged me, shouting, "Catch the spy! Catch the spies!"

When this shout came out, the twenty or thirty people in the trench pit rushed over and surrounded me like chicken blood, grabbing and pinching and hugging.

I was angry, fought hard, and explained loudly.

After being hit by this group of people a few times in a row, I was angry, and the shovel struck out with a shovel in my hand, knocking over a few people in a row and getting out of the encirclement, and a shovel pressed the senior brother under the mud pit.

"Don't fight. If you beat you again, the teacher will be gone."

The other party was frightened by my fierce look, but a few men were not afraid of death, and rushed up with a probe.

At this moment, suddenly a huge alien head popped out of the hole I had opened, panting and grabbing my hand: "Help, help......

In the next second, a probe rod was killed by its own eyes, and it hit the alien's head hard.

Immediately, the head let out a scream like a pig.