After lunch, we suggested that we wanted to go to the "Jiangzhai".

Lao Mengtou probably thought that we folk culture specialists were going to inspect because of the nature of their work. So he didn't ask too much, but instead enthusiastically offered to lead us.

At this moment, the monkey lying on the kang shouted, "Uncle Hu, take me there, I know you!"

I looked back at the monkey and smiled. I was about to persuade the monkey to be obedient and rest at home, but on the other hand, I thought about it, after all, the child is simple. If Lao Mengtou went with us, he would be old and slim, and if he was not careful, he would probably miss his feet. Instead of doing this, it would be better not to let Lao Mengtou follow him as soon as possible, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Thinking of this, I touched the monkey's head with my hand, looked at the anxious monkey and said, "You can't even leave your legs, why are you going?"

The monkey blinked his eyes a few times. He looked out, pointed his fingers outside the door, staring at the off-road vehicle: "Don't you have a car? You can drive along the lane next to the trench, and the tractors are all walking there."

Tractor? My heart was a little "splied". I guess in the monkey's heart, our car, like a tractor, is a motor vehicle with wheels. At most, it is more beautiful than the tractor and tighter than the tractor's hood.

I smiled helplessly and nodded to the monkey: "It's okay, then I'll take you out for some breath. Anyway, we have a car, so you don't need to walk around."

Lao Mengtou didn't want the monkey to take us with a child, probably because he was afraid that we would make decisions. But seeing that I agreed with him, he nodded and smiled, and then told us that the monkey had walked 180 times in that broken place. With him leading the way, he would definitely not be wrong.

Big teeth carried the monkey into the car and put it in the passenger seat. The monkey probably wanted to have fun in this car. She sat in her seat, looked around excitedly, touched here, and looked there. Everything was fresh.

After the car started, he was so happy that he sang. He probably rarely had the opportunity to ride in a sedan, let alone sitting in the passenger seat. His hands were chewing like driving, and he didn't know what he was calling. We couldn't help laughing, laughing all the time, and laughing all the way.

Liu Ye and I joked about Daya and asked Daya to simply recognize this fucking brother. They said that they were similar in nature and behaved similarly. They were just brothers of their cousins. They were so angry that they blew their beards and stared at us, gritted their teeth, and then looked at the monkey who was staring at him, waved their hands, and didn't let the monkey call him brother, but called him Uncle Cheng no matter what he said.

The car drove for about half an hour. The monkey stretched out his hand out of the car window and pointed to a piece of wasteland not far from the left of the road and told us that it was the "leek field". We looked in the direction of his finger. Sure enough, there was a piece of wasteland surrounded by the cultivated land. In this season, corn seedlings had not grown yet, so the black soil was covered with soil and bare. Only this deserted land with green grass and bushes appeared very eye-catching in this land.

After driving forward for less than ten minutes, the monkey pointed to a piece of rustic bun three or four hundred meters away from the right side of the road and told us that it was the "Jiuzhai" and that he was sprained at the place.

Liu Ye drove the car as close as possible, then turned off the car and left the monkey in the car, letting him see the car, and we walked straight over there.

When I got closer, I found that this land bun covers a large area. Although more than 60 years have passed, the heat and winter have passed, and the wind and rain have been severely damaged, I can still see some ruins, bricks and tiles. What is strange is that this huge place really has no grass, and there is a sense of loneliness and desolation inside and outside, which makes me feel dead.

I don’t know if it was the bandits who demolished them himself or the reason why someone later destroyed them, there was no building more than one meter here. There were rocks with small cars everywhere, and there were lying in a mess all over the ground, which was very messy. However, the outline of the village was still very complete. You can still see the previous location of the village gate, camp, and activity square areas after careful identification. You can still imagine how it was like back then.

Near the village gate, there are seven or eight huge rocks scattered, and the village gate only has a foundation less than half a meter high, with cracks on it, and it looks crooked and can't stand for a few years. Less than twenty meters ahead of the village gate, there is an open space directly in front of it, which is paved with stones. Judging from the area size, it is probably the square where some activities were held or the team was integrated. And when you walk inside, you should be the inner village.

On the way to the outside village, there was a sink. Although there was no water inside, it was still preserved intact. It was probably the only source of water that had defended the village back then. After we stretched out our necks and looked, we did not stay for a long time. Instead, we continued to walk forward according to the monkey's description. Finally, we found the vegetable cellar that the monkey mentioned.

The vegetable cellar is at the innermost part of the Nei Village. It is estimated that the wooden boards covered on it have been rotten for so many years, so the monkey fell down. After we lifted up the other boards covered on it, we exposed the vegetable cellar below. After visually measuring, it was about three meters long, about two meters wide, and about one meter deep.

When I looked at this vegetable cellar, I always felt something was wrong, and I didn't know what was wrong for a while. So I looked around.

After looking at it, I found that the location at my feet was actually the highest point here. Although the slope of this ridge is not large and the altitude is not high, there is no excessive obstruction in the plain area, so even if it is not too high, standing here and looking at it will be clear at a glance.

After looking at it for a long time, it seemed that the terrain here looked familiar. I took out the compass and carefully inspected it for a long time. I set the direction and looked at the high slope not far north. There was a faint form of "Bijia Mountain". Combined with the terrain of the mountain village at my feet, I was suddenly shocked and finally recognized the situation here. It was the place called "Eight Gates Hanging Armor" in Feng Shui.

The most strange thing is that this kind of earth pattern belongs to the tomb pattern of the yin house, which is also auspicious situation of the shape of the yin house. The dragon is flat and there are no branches. If it is buried here after death, the descendants will definitely produce top scholars, gain fame and wealth. But then I thought about it, something was wrong. This place is obviously a copycat for the bandits in the "Northeast Major" group. Even if the military advisor named "Green Forest" is a bit bad in Feng Shui, it will not be so bad that he can't even recognize the shape of the tomb at this level.

Living people use dead people to land, which is absolutely a sign of great danger. Living here is sure that the family is destroyed and the son of disobedience will appear. Thinking of this, I didn’t believe that the military advisor would choose the wrong place for a moment. I looked carefully again and finally believed in my judgment. This is the place where the "Eight Gates Armor" is.

At this moment, Daya shouted at me and Liu Ye: "Let's Liang, girl, why do I see this vegetable cellar wrong? Such a small vegetable cellar not to mention the food that dozens of people eat, even the vegetable cellar of Lao Gutou is larger than this. How many meters can such a small vegetable cellar be stored?"

After Daya said this, I realized the problem at this time. No wonder I felt awkward when I looked at it. These bandits lived in the mountains for a long time and could not have no experience in digging vegetable cellars. The small vegetable cellar in front of me was unreasonable and unreasonable. If something unreasonable suddenly appeared, there must be something else. Could it be that digging this vegetable cellar was a cover-up, but actually had something else to do?

Thinking of this, I picked up a shovel and jumped down from the bottom of the cellar, digging down hard. I just dug a few shovels, and then stopped digging.

Liuye saw that I suddenly digging and stopped digging. She was a little strange, so she asked me why I didn’t continue digging down.

I looked at Liuye, then looked at Daya, and used a shovel to pick up the newly dug soil at their feet, then pointed at the soil and said, "Look at the soil below, it is obviously 'five-flowered soil', and it is backfilled twice. If it is estimated that it is good, this vegetable cellar will definitely not be so shallow. After the bandits evacuated it, they backfilled it with some soil."

Daya looked at the bottom of the pit and asked me, "Let's go, as you said, is there something underneath? Why don't you do this?"

I coaxed my mouth a few times before I told the story of "Eight Gates Armors". Daya and Liu Ye were shocked when they heard me that this should be a cemetery for dead people, not a place where living people live. They looked around and didn't believe it. However, they had no doubt about such Feng Shui things. They proved many times that my judgment had not made any mistakes.

I looked here, looked at the direction of the car, made up my mind, and told them to go back first, send the monkey home, and then we sneaked back. It is not convenient to do it now, after all, the monkey can't wait in the car for too long.

Daya and Liu Ye agreed with what I said. They returned the same way and soon returned to the car.

As for the monkey, after all, he was a child, so he just gave it away after saying a few words.

When we returned to Lao Mengtou's house, we lied that we didn't find anything there, and we had to be busy with other jobs. We were here this time and we came here to take a look. We have been working here recently. We will definitely come to visit them again if we have the chance in two days.

Lao Meng believed it and grinned and said to us: "What can that broken bun be there? It has been there for decades. If there is any treasure, it will be now, it will be gone. You have to be careful when you drive. This kind of motor vehicle is not as obedient as a carriage, but you have to be careful and wait for the time to come and sit."

Before leaving, I forced the monkey to give 100 yuan, saying that I was buying him canned food, but the monkey didn't dare to take it, and stared at his grandfather.

When Lao Meng saw us throwing money, he said he didn't want anything. Finally, he came forward and said verbal words. Lao Meng stopped refusing and asked the monkey to thank us.

After leaving the gate of Lao Mengtou's house, we drove onto the country road. After driving for a while, we took a big circle and then returned to the "Jiuzhai".

This place is really a wasteland. From a distance, you can see scattered village houses at the end of your eyes. The sun is about to go down the mountain. It is not the season for farming. There are many people coming to this kind of place, not to mention that it is getting dark, even the cows and sheep are back in the circle. There are no moving things wherever you look.

We carefully walked around the pile of rocks and came to the vegetable cellar again. Before I could speak, our big teeth flashed off our coat, pulled out a shovel from our bag, spitted into our palms, jumped down, and started digging first.

I looked at it and laughed in my heart. I didn’t see any other big teeth so active. When I said I wanted to dig a grave, this guy stared at me and tried hard. I don’t know if he was interested in archaeology or money, but fortunately, he had dug so many places and hadn’t embarrassed me yet.

My big teeth and I started digging downwards. As I expected, the soil in the vegetable cellar was indeed backfilled. At the beginning, we dug dry loess. After digging less than a meter, we dug out some grass roots, tree branches, bricks and tiles.

But the more I dug, I still found nothing. Daya and I were angry with each other, and we shook our arms and didn't stop, and we were digging down with one thought.

Liu Ye stood by the cellar, paying attention to Siwai carefully, and looked down from time to time to time to look down at the progress of my project and Daya. She could only do this kind of work and couldn't help, so she had to hand us some water from time to time to wait for the place.

More than an hour later, the sun was looking down, and the sky suddenly became dark. We all knew in our hearts that it would be dark for an hour. If it was dark, it would definitely be inconvenient to work, so we gritted our teeth and speeded up our hands.

At this time, I dug downwards more than two meters deep, because the deeper the digging becomes, the problem is that we lay people like us, don’t expect to use the stupidest method to drive a hole that is dozens of meters deep like those of the previous fighters.

At first, Daya and I lifted the soil directly from the bottom of the pit to the ground, but now it is a bit difficult to dig to this depth and then rise up. We had to dig down by myself, then pluck the soil on the spread canvas, and the willow leaves jumped to the bottom of the pit to help me, tied the canvas diagonally, and then fixed it on the rope. Daya stood on the ground, and then pulled the rope up and pulled the soil up.

Everyone was not idle. After a while, sweat beads emerged from their nose, forehead and sideburns, and even more sweaty. However, working like this was time-consuming and labor-intensive, but the speed was significantly slower.

Until it was completely dark, nothing was dug out.

Liu Ye looked up at the sky above his head and asked me with some confusion: "Is there anything below? It's so deep that it's three meters long? Why didn't you find anything?"

While shaking my sore arms, I smiled helplessly: "It's so deep that I've been digging down for a while. At least the soil layer is still backfill, which means that I haven't dug to the end yet. Why have I had to dig to the original soil layer? Having said that, after digging so deep, it's not going to the end, it means that there is a problem here. The average vegetable cellar is only more than three meters deep. I guess even if I dig it wrong, it's about to end."

Seeing that I had been busy at the bottom for a long time and was breathing a little, Daya asked to change it with me. He went downstairs to dig the soil, and I was responsible for pouring the soil.

There was another busy work, and before I knew it, it was completely dark.
Chapter completed!