At this time, Liu Ye and Lichun also walked in. When I heard that this was an ancient waterproofing technology, I couldn't help but feel curious and pinched this kind of soil with my hands.

The waterproofing technology of Chinese buildings can be traced back tens of thousands of years ago. At that time, people accumulated rich experience in building waterproofing in practice, such as "platform as the main and prevention as the auxiliary", "multiple defense, hardness and softness" and other advanced design concepts with a certain level, which are still adopted by architects from all over the world today.

This "gray back" should actually be a waterproof layer under the tile surface of an ancient building to prevent water leakage on the roof tile surface. Because the roof structures of ancient buildings are mainly wooden structures, and leakage in any part of the roof will cause the decay of the wooden structure, so the waterproof performance of the gray back is closely related to the life of the ancient building.

Big Teeth cut a few times with a shovel, and only cut out a few very shallow marks, which showed its strength. Finally, Big Teeth lost its temper and grinned at me: "Let's Liang, what 'gray back' you said is too damn domineering. It's simple and invulnerable. How did you get this trick? It seems to be stronger than concrete."

I looked at Daya and smiled bitterly. I said that the ancients in the past didn't know where they found the inspiration. They dared to use any ingredients, such as rice soup, boy urine, juice, and garlic, and they all greeted them, and they didn't seem to be building a house at all. I don't know which predecessor developed this kind of formula, but I have to say that it is indeed effective.

The method of making this "gray back" is similar. During construction, I heard a master say that the traditional method of "gray back" is to mix fast lime into blue lime, then mix evenly, pour in glutinous rice slurry and tung oil, stir vigorously, and finally "dry back" and dry it. Its solidity and density are better than that of today's concrete.

With brute force, you can't dig it open at all. However, this thing also has a soft rib, which is watered with rice vinegar. It is said that after pouring in two scoops of rice vinegar, the hard gray back as hard as a stone will be as soft as a ball of mud, and can be picked out with your hands. I always listened to it as a story at that time. I really didn't expect that I would encounter such a thing today, but it did not work or not. I had never tried it before, so I didn't have any confidence in myself.

After I finished speaking, Liu Ye looked at me and asked me in a low voice: "Then do we have to wait for dawn now?"

I nodded: "It's dark and midnight now. Even if you can buy rice vinegar, don't bother. You should wait until dawn. I always feel that this place is a bit evil. I should stay honest at night and find a place to sleep for a while. It will probably take a few hours to dawn."

After hearing what I said, Lichun looked around, pointed to this place, and asked me in surprise: "Brother Lai Liang, do you think you will deal with it here for one night?"

I blinked my eyes twice and asked, "What's wrong? Isn't it okay?"

Lichun looked at us in embarrassment, then frowned and said, "The yin energy in this place is heavy. When people sleep, they are weak. Nothing will happen. Even if they sleep, they have to stay away from this. Otherwise, it would be too dangerous if they fall asleep."

Daya snorted indifferently: "I said, "My sister, you are not so brave, right? You are not bragging, just us, let alone this local bun, even the grave has rolled on the grave. What are you afraid of? Are there really ghosts?"

Lichun glared at Daya: "Does there any ghost? I'll tell you if there is any ghost? Do you need to call two of you to accompany you?"

When Daya heard this, his eyes turned, and he hummed in his nose and eyes. He looked around and didn't dare to say anything.

After Lichun said this, Liu Ye was obviously a little worried. Although he said nothing, I could tell from her eyes.

After thinking about it, I said to Lichun and Liu Ye: "You go back to the car and fall asleep. Daya and I are here to watch. If something happens, we will call you and come over again. The two of us masters are so angry that we will be invincible to all ghosts. Besides, I have this." As I said that, I pointed to my chest.

Big teeth grinned and looked at me: "Damn it, come on, you won't say that amulet, right? I see that Yu Mazi is just a treacherous look on his face. What he gave is not sure. I see that your 'Jade Guanyin' is worth more than ten yuan, so don't show off. If it is useful, it won't be so memorable."

Daya's crow's mouth was really useless. The little confidence I had just comforted myself and finally got shattered by him in a few words. I touched the jade on my chest with my hand, and thought carefully. Daya said that it was true. This thing was not sure what it was. It didn't seem to be of any use. Yu Mazi said that this jade was blessed by a Taoist monk, warding off evil spirits and suppressing ghosts, just like Guanyin personally came to him, and it turned danger into a barrage. It seemed a bit lingering.

Liu Ye and Lichun laughed constantly after hearing Daya say it, but they didn't want to go back to the car. They wanted to stay here together, and there were people to take care of them.

Daya and I were both sermoned and persuaded them to leave. Finally, we went back to the car to rest.

Only then did Daya and I find a place to breeze, leaning against the thick trunk, smoking and chatting.

Without a woman next to us, we had no scruples. Daya told dirty jokes, asking me to bury this song, talk and laugh, and finally felt a little relieved, and the haze that had been stolen in my heart seemed to have been wiped out.

After more than an hour of chatting, Big Teeth started yawning even the sky, and her mouth couldn't be closed. If you want to say that yawning is really contagious, I was quite energetic, but I was infected by Big Teeth's contagious yawning. I also yawned a few times, and I felt sleepy, and my eyes closed and I fell asleep.

I felt that I had just fallen asleep and I could hear the neighing sound of war horses and shouting in the army. When I shuddered, I woke up from my dream.

But it's strange. As soon as I set off, all the sounds came to an abrupt end. Except for the sound of the leaves shaking, there was nothing left.

I felt strange. I carefully climbed forward a few steps, hid my body behind the tree, and looked up at the earthen bun.

The moon is as white as white as white, and the scenes around it seem to be caged in a veil, making it a little hazy to see.

Under the green moonlight, my vision was also very wide. When I looked up, I was shocked and almost shouted.

Ghost Tower! The legendary ghost tower really appeared...

The ghost building faces north and south, with two floors of pavilions, tiles on the ridge, and glazed beasts on the roof, shining with shining bright light under the refraction of the starry moon shadow, which is particularly desolate.

The apricot yellow courtyard walls, the blue-gray ridges, the yellow-green glazed eaves, the towering vermilion hall columns, the carved beams and painted buildings, and the magnificent. They were surrounded by several towering ancient trees, but they didn't feel any majesticity. On the contrary, they became more and more gloomy and weird. I looked for a while and was a little confused. No matter how I looked at this ghost building, it looked like a temple building, and it didn't look like a pavilion that lived in people.

Isn’t this ghost building an Octagonal Ming Building? Or is the Octagonal Ming Building itself look like this?

Just as I was a little confused, something suddenly patted me on the shoulder from behind.

All my attention was placed on the ghost building. I was suddenly attacked behind me, but I was frightened. I didn't know how many of the three souls and seven souls flew. I subconsciously opened my mouth and wanted to shout, but before I could shout, my mouth was blocked, scaring me so much that I shook my head and struggled back and forth.

Someone whispered beside his ear: "Let's Liang. It's me, I'm Big Ya!"

When I heard that it was Big Teeth, I stopped moving and slowly looked back. It was Big Teeth.

Big Ya slowly moved her hand away from my mouth, and then I felt a stinking sensation coming to my nose. Thinking of the big spider that Big Ya's hand pinched to death not long ago, I was so disgusting that I was retching.

When Daya saw my reaction, she was a little confused, afraid that I would make some noise and expose my target. She quickly stretched out her big hand and wanted to cover my mouth again.

I was vomiting tears in my eyes, and after the light caught my big hand again, I didn't have time to speak, my head lowered and lay directly on the ground, gnawing on the mud, but at least I avoided the slap of Big Teeth.

Even though I had chewed the mud, I was secretly grateful, but Daya looked at me blankly, and was a little stunned.

I used my hands to stutter my mouth, spit out the mud in my mouth, then glared at Big Teeth, lowered my voice and said, "Ancestor of Big Teeth, can you speak first and then do it? Do you know that people are scary, scary!"

Daya looked at me innocently: "I called you, but you didn't react. I patted you gently. I didn't expect you to react so much. If you didn't cover your mouth, I'm afraid you would shout out! But why are you still eating shit and eating mud?"

I gave him a blank look, too lazy to tell him this, and carefully pointed to the finger, indicating that there was something on the big-teeth earthblock.

Daya nodded, and when he looked at the expression, he knew that he also discovered the ghost building.

We both carefully stretched out our heads and looked over there.

This ancient building, shrouded in hazy night fog, looks particularly quiet and solemn. The eaves are high and the teeth are carved, the beams and painted buildings are so exquisite and exquisite that it is too inconsistent with this environment at this time, and there is an indescribable weirdness and demonic spirit.

Daya and I stretched our necks and watched for a long time, but we didn't see any movement in the building. It was not a long-term solution to lie down here. We both made up our minds and bite our teeth and didn't get into the tiger's den. How could we get a tiger's son? Instead of waiting for death, we should take the initiative to attack.

I winked at Daya, then touched the ghost building from left to right.

When I walked a little closer, I saw more realistically. This ghost building stood tall, with braces arched on the eaves, covered with yellow tiles, and copper bells hanging on the eaves.

Just as I was watching, a gust of cold wind blew by, and a soft and pleasant "ding" sound came over more than ten meters away. As I listened, it seemed that there was no other thought in my head, not the quiet emptiness, but the chaotic emptiness. For a moment, I couldn't remember anything, and my thinking seemed to be imprisoned.

Daya pointed at the flat forehead hanging on the gate of the courtyard wall with her finger, and stood there motionless.

I was a little surprised and looked up, and immediately, like a big tooth, I stood there in a stand-alone place like a wooden sculpture, motionless.
Chapter completed!