Buckets of soil were lifted from the pit, poured into carts, and then pushed to an open space not far away and piled together.
The ground in Pit No. 4 was flat when we arrived, but now a large mound of soil has been piled up.
Luoyang stood at the edge of the pit and looked down.
It is now two o'clock in the morning, and a dozen migrant workers have already dug to a depth of eight meters. The further down, the slower the progress becomes.
Although he hasn't dug anything yet, here in Luoyang, he has already obtained information about the underground.
Ji Chong's tomb is just below, almost nine meters deep, separated by a layer of stone bricks. He even knows how big Ji Chong's tomb is and where the coffin is placed.
But even if you have this information, you still have to rely on these migrant workers to dig it up.
"Boss, how deep do we have to dig? We are not machines. We also need to rest. Can we dig again tomorrow?" A migrant worker talked to Luoyang.
Luoyang said: "Masters, if you work harder, I will give each of you two thousand more, and you can just dig down one meter deeper."
"Great! Did you hear that, old guys? Come on!" The migrant worker roared.
The motivation of a dozen migrant workers was mobilized again.
Today's business is the first time they have met after decades of hard work.
But who knows that the boss actually has hidden kindness?
"Master, I made you a bowl of noodles. You can eat it while it's hot." Bai Jing came to Luoyang holding a bowl of instant noodles.
Luoyang felt warm in his heart. He took the bowl of instant noodles and said with a smile: "Thank you."
"Say thank you. Isn't it natural for my disciple to give you instant noodles?" Bai Jing said.
Luoyang smiled and didn't choose any place. He just sat by the pit and ate instant noodles. He was really hungry and was a little anxious about eating.
"Master, please eat slowly. If it's not enough, I'll make it for you again." Bai Jing added, "Master, it's true. You order expensive takeaways for migrant workers, but you eat instant noodles yourself. You feel bad."
Others, you should also feel sorry for yourself."
Luoyang smiled and said, "Can't you just feel sorry for me?"
After the words were spoken, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, but the words he said were no better than the water that was thrown out. He could use the Dayu water control card to take back the water that was thrown out, but there was no magic weapon to take back the words that were said out.
A blush appeared on her fair cheeks. She clearly had something to say, but she hesitated.
Luoyang secretly cursed himself for talking too much and buried himself in making noodles.
He really had no other thoughts about what he said just now. He just said what he was thinking in his heart. It is true that when the disciple saw that the master was hungry, he felt sorry for the master and made him a bowl of instant noodles.
No matter where you say it, it is a matter of course.
Hu Bufei came over and said, "Xiaobai, do you have any more? Make me a bowl too."
"Also, I'm going to give you a bath right now." Bai Jing left quickly. The master was not very serious, so she felt embarrassed to stay.
Hu Bufei sat down next to Luoyang: "You are a pretty good female disciple. Are you a serious disciple?"
Luoyang gave him a roll of his eyes: "Are you asking seriously?"
Hu Bufei nodded: "Of course, it's a serious question."
Luoyang said: "Do you believe that I told Xiaobai not to give you instant noodles?"
Hu Bufei hurriedly changed his words: "Okay, okay, just think I'm a bitch and didn't say anything."
Luoyang took a sip of the soup. It was spicy and suited his taste.
The female disciple was attentive and knew that he was from Shu and loved spicy food.
Hu Bufei swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Old Zheng couldn't bear it any longer and went to sleep in the car. Let me come over and see how deep we have to dig."
"It's going very quickly, we'll be there just one meter further," Luoyang said.
"Are you sure?" Hu Bufei looked at the bottom of the pit when he came over. It was still dirt and there was nothing there.
Luoyang said: "Just wait and see."
"By the way, the old man's identity was found. He is a local named Yang Guangfu. He has no wife and no children. He has been working as a cleaner here all his life because he likes to grow his hair long and wear Qin clothes. He spends a year
He can't even speak ten words, and in the eyes of his colleagues, he is a weirdo, and he doesn't even have a single friend." Hu Bufei shared the information obtained through the investigation.
Luoyang said: "I told you a long time ago, he died a long time ago, that was Ji Chong."
Hu Bufei exclaimed inexplicably: "The ancient society is really evil. A man who has been dead for more than two thousand years is actually a member of it, and he even works as a cleaner in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. He dare not write like this."
It's not easy to talk to him about Luoyang, and he won't understand it even after talking about it.
Bai Jing brought another bowl of instant noodles and handed it to Hu Bufei.
"Thank you." Hu Bufei said politely.
Bai Jing smiled, took the box from Luoyang's hand and asked, "Master, do you want more?"
Luoyang said: "No need, I will be full after drinking the soup."
Bai Jing took the empty box and was about to throw it away. Hu Bufei smiled and said, "Xiao Bai, you are a nice person. Have you found someone?"
Bai Jing smiled and said, "Uncle, we are not suitable. There is a generation gap, so you should stop asking."
Hu Bufei: "..."
Bai Jing took the instant noodle box and left.
Hu Bufei was still in a daze.
He admitted that he had wanted to give it a try just now, but there was no need to be so direct, right?
Luoyang felt a little sorry for Hu Bufei and reminded him in a gentle voice: "Eat the noodles, otherwise they will be mushy."
Only then did Hu Bufei come back to his senses. He coughed dryly: "The female disciple you accepted is really a bit arrogant. I just asked her if she has found a partner. Why did she create a generation gap? Am I that old?
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Luoyang patted him on the shoulder: "No, you are very young and very stylish."
Hu Bufei felt much better, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Brother, tell me the truth, am I suitable for her?"
"Inappropriate."
"Why is it inappropriate?" Hu Bufei felt that Luoyang didn't mean what he said and even had hidden agendas.
Luoyang sighed: "Do you have to tell me the truth?"
Hu Bufei glared: "Say."
"Bai Jing has an IQ of 141 and is a genius. He is already a master's degree at the age of 23. You are at least 10 years older. Do you think it is appropriate?" Luo Yanggang asked.
"IQ 141?"
Luoyang nodded.
"That's not appropriate." Hu Bufei buried his head in eating noodles.
At this moment, the voice of an uncle, a migrant worker, suddenly came from the pit: "We dug stone slabs!"
Luoyang hurriedly got up and ran over.
Under the illumination of the miner's lamp, a bluestone brick suddenly appeared at the bottom of the pit, and two migrant workers were wielding shovels to shovel the soil around the stone brick.
More stone bricks were exposed.
Hu Bufei glanced over, held the instant noodle box and left: "I'll call Lao Zheng."
Bai Jing also ran over. After seeing it clearly, he said excitedly: "Master, there really is an ancient tomb! You are so amazing!"
There was no trace of joy in Luoyang's heart. He warned: "When the tomb is opened later, stay away. There may be unclean things down there."
"You care about me." Bai Jing looked straight at Luoyang.
Luoyang said: "I am your master, I don't care about you, who should I care about?"
Bai Jing didn't answer, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Boss, we are digging to the end. You must keep what you said. One person has 12,000 yuan. When will you pay?" The older migrant worker came over and asked.
Luoyang said: "Xiaobai, give them money."
Bai Jing nodded, walked towards the older migrant worker, and said politely: "Uncle, do you know how to collect money on WeChat, and you can support me with my treasure?"
"I can't." The older migrant worker was a little embarrassed.
A younger migrant worker said: "I know how to do it, just transfer it to me."
"Great." Bai Jing walked towards the younger migrant worker.
Migrant workers at the bottom of the pit step on the museum
The borrowed aluminum alloy telescopic ladder climbed up, and Luoyang climbed down to the bottom of the pit on the ladder.
Stone bricks are one foot square, and the gaps between the bricks are filled with Sanhe soil, which is a building material mixed with lime, sand and clay. In ancient times, there was no cement, and Sanhe soil was a common building material with a certain degree of waterproofness. It was common in ancient times.
Among buildings and ancient tombs.
Hu Bufei and Zheng Congrong appeared at the pit.
Chen Song, the curator of the museum, also came. He looked a little awake at first. When he saw the stone bricks at the bottom of the pit, he suddenly became energetic and said excitedly: "Oh my God, there really is a tomb! It's amazing! It's amazing."
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Zheng Congrong asked: "Xiao Luo, is there anything dirty?"
Luoyang replied: "We are not sure yet. Let the archaeological experts come and open the tomb."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Jing came over with several archaeological experts and tools for opening the tomb.
Half an hour later.
A hole of about 80x80 was cut into the top of the tomb chamber.
Bai Jing used a rope to put a lit candle into the dark tomb.
Under the jumping firelight, the tomb was illuminated. It was almost two meters high. The floor was paved with the same bluestone bricks. The walls on both sides were made of kiln-fired clay bricks. The cracks between the bricks were also filled with Sanhe soil. The gray-white brick seams were very thin.
Neat.
"The candle is still on, there is oxygen, it's safe." Bai Jing said.
Luoyang held the edge of the hole with both hands, leaned his upper body in, and took a look inside.
This is a rectangular tomb, about ten meters deep. There is no door. There is a sarcophagus under the wall on one side. Next to the sarcophagus are several human skeletons and some burial objects lying in random directions.
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This is the same situation that Luoyang perceived before.
Chen Song also lay down and took a look, and said: "It's strange. The tomb is dug so deep, but the tomb is so simple, and there are no burial objects. Whose tomb is it?"
"I'll go down and take a look." An archaeological expert volunteered and was about to put an extension ladder into the tomb.
Luoyang said: "You all go up and wait for me. I'll go down first and take a look."
Chen Song said: "Master Luo, I think it's better to let the archaeological experts go down and take a look first. They are all experts and know how to preserve cultural relics."
Zheng Congrong said: "Let Xiao Luo go down, we will go up and wait."
Chen Song then changed his words: "The leader is thoughtful. I'll go up right away. I'll be on call at any time. If anything happens to the leader, just give him the order."
With this unique skill of adapting to the situation, he deserves to be the curator.
The people who came down climbed up the ladder one by one. Bai Jing walked at the end. Before going up the ladder, he warned: "Master, you must be careful."
Luoyang nodded, and after Bai Jing climbed up, he jumped down.