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Chapter 112 Rammed Earth Layer

Mustache really wanted to go and have a look under the crop fields in person, so he was more concerned about the situation underground. Everyone values ​​their own life. If they can survive, no one would want to die. However, Mustache knew that lying on the stretcher

The man living here is a burden every minute he lives, and he wishes he could die immediately. In this case, if you ask him, he will not and does not need to lie.

The man on the stretcher twisted his head with all his strength, and the two rows of teeth exposed outside the skin kept opening and closing. He could feel the pain and his thinking was normal. After hearing the question from Mustache, his

In the begging and desperation in his eyes, there was obviously a deep fear.

He really wanted to tell everything he knew in order to get relief, but he couldn't, and his writing skills in Chinese characters were too poor to write a few Chinese characters. His hands were trembling back and forth, pointing.

The tip kept scratching on the ground, leaving traces of festering flesh and blood.

"Say!" Xiaozhu felt that time was running out and had to urge the other party.

This man scratched for a long time and wrote a few words crookedly. Some of the words were typos, but the mustache still recognized them.

It’s all blood! It’s all blood babies!

"It's all blood? Blood babies?" Mustache contacted what he knew and secretly guessed the state of the pit. He also wanted to know more things. If there was enough time, the person on the stretcher might be able to reveal more.

, but there was no time. Mustache could vaguely hear the sound of footsteps coming from far away from outside, and the crushed highland barley rustled under his feet.

He stretched out his feet and rubbed off the bloody writing on the ground. The man on the stretcher was speechless, but he kept staring at Mustache, as if to remind Mustache not to forget his promise.

"Go on your way with peace of mind." Mustache rubbed off the writing, took out a dagger with his backhand, and lightly slashed the man's neck.

The sharp dagger immediately cut the opponent's throat, and a stream of sticky blood emerged from the wound. His broken trachea hissed like a flat tire, but the man's eyes suddenly calmed down. He looked at

Wearing a mustache, there is an indescribable sense of gratitude.

Looking at the grateful eyes of the man on the stretcher, Mustache seemed to be dragged into the problem that had troubled him and others for a long, long time in just half a second.

In this world, what is right? What is wrong? In ordinary people's concept, saving people must be right, and killing people must be wrong. But what about the situation at hand? How to understand it?

Mustache suddenly admired the old monk who taught him even more, and understood more clearly what the old monk said.

There is no right or wrong way to do something, just do it according to your heart.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Mustache could not get out from the door. He bent down and lifted up the side of the tent, and quickly got out. At this time, a large fire exploded in the distance. Although it was far away, it was very bright.

It was dazzling, as if a lot of gunpowder had been ignited. The German who was about to walk next to it was attracted by the fire and couldn't help but stop and look. This was undoubtedly a good opportunity for Mustache, and he took the opportunity to quietly

He stepped back, completely invisible in the darkness.

While hiding, Mustache knew that no matter how much movement there was around, it was impossible to lure everyone away. Naturally, he had the confidence to rush into the pit under the protection of these people, but it was unwise to do so.

. Mustache slowly crawled on the ground. He was at the back of the camp. There were cars parked and some other messy things. While crawling, two steel pipes were touched and made a slight noise. Fortunately, the noise was heard.

It's so small that it doesn't attract attention.

These are the shovel handles of two dismantled Luoyang shovels. They were used when digging square pits, but they were of no use at this time and were thrown behind the tent. However, these two steel pipes gave Xiaowu another idea.

Because there is more than one piece of highland barley land nearby, if there is only one Dragon Pattern Cauldron underground, it is unlikely to have such a large impact. There should be something fishy underneath the other pieces of land.

He is a master at digging into pits. As long as he has a Luoyang shovel available, he can analyze at least eighty-nine things about the underground situation. Once Mustache decided, he acted quickly and found a few steel pipes and a shovel head, and then started from

He ran in the opposite direction, finally took a circuitous route out of sight of the Germans, and rushed back to the village overnight.

In the village under the moonlight, Jialuorong was waiting. She was right. Those young people who were familiar with the terrain and had some skills were not injured at all. They all came back not long after Mustache returned.

Mustache didn't sleep that night. He carefully gathered all the relevant clues. He had to act quickly. The Germans would definitely be able to think of things he could think of, but the Germans didn't have that many people at the moment.

All the large areas were secured.

He prepared for a whole day. The young people in the village provided topographic maps of the cultivated fields near the village. After dark the next night, Mustache set out from the other end of the village and headed straight to the area adjacent to the German camp.

A piece of highland barley land. There was a certain distance between the two pieces of land, but it was inconvenient for Xiaozi to turn on the light source, so he started groping by the moonlight.

The first thing he had to do was not to directly look for something in the fields, but to first take a look at whether there was any necessary connection between these pieces of land. After that, he slowly searched among the highland barley bushes, starting from

The few steel pipes brought back by the German team and the shovel head of the Luoyang shovel played a big role. Mustache tried little by little, and finally found an anomaly at roughly the center of the cultivated land. The abnormality appeared on the shovel head.

Take the soil sample you brought up.

This place is definitely not a tomb, but there must be an underground project with an unknown area, because the soil brought up by the shovel head is rammed earth.

The so-called rammed earth is a commonly used material in ancient architecture. In fact, to put it bluntly, it means that layers of earth are pounded into solid pieces by gravity. The gaps in the earth are rammed to the greatest extent, so it is more durable than ordinary raw earth.

It is very strong. The raw materials of rammed earth can be found everywhere, and the production process is simple. It has been widely used. The earliest traces of rammed earth in China can be traced back to the Longshan Culture period.

The average expert not only analyzes the soil sample to determine whether it is rammed soil, sealing soil or raw soil, but more importantly, he needs to find out more hidden information from the soil sample. Mustache lies in the highland barley bush and turns on the spotlight flashlight.

, carefully analyzing the soil sample in his hand, he found that the rammed soil contained many red particles and some woody components.

His guess was not bad at all. This crop field, or the crops near the village, obviously all had the same architectural ruins, but the area, function and origin of these ruins were not yet known.

There was only one person named Mustache. He could not dig a big hole as straight as the Germans. However, he was an authority on drilling holes. He chose a nearby entry point and dug the hole diagonally.

When it comes to digging holes, it is a very skillful job, and in folklore, those crawlers from all over the country have a special skill. They can break into holes without seeing the soil, and travel further and further into the mysterious. In fact, this method is straightforward.

It’s not worth mentioning that every soil crawler who robbed a hole must have water with him when he entered the hole. After the hole was dug deep, the excavated virtual soil was splashed with water, and then patted on the wall of the hole.

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Of course, Mustache can do this. He can drill holes very quickly, but the amount of work required to drill holes diagonally is larger than drilling holes upright. Coupled with the constraints, it took five hours, that is, early morning.

At about three o'clock, Mustache dug the hole at an angle and touched the real rammed earth layer.

There was no water under this piece of farmland, but when Mustache touched the rammed soil layer, he felt something inside. He had never been particular about going into the pit before, because people with high skills are bold, and usually they can trap just one person.

The trip was uneventful, but what happened around the Dragon Pattern Cauldron were all strange things. Mustache was not careless. He hung the Lute sign for hiding corpses around his neck, and also put on a ghost face mask given by Duoji.

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Less than ten centimeters into the rammed earth layer, a large metal object appeared. This metal object was definitely not bronze. Mustache slowly expanded the scope of the excavation. He suspected that this metal object was a dragon pattern tripod.

part, because there is a circle of relief dragon patterns on the flat surface of the metal object.

Mustache had no space to maneuver around in times of danger. Even if he wanted to retreat, he had to retreat slowly, so he was very careful. After cleaning out the whole piece of metal bit by bit, he felt that this should be the lid of the dragon-patterned tripod.

. He tried to pry on the edge of the metal object. His intention was just to test it, but just this slight pry produced a big reaction.

There must be a load-bearing plate or beam under this metal object, but I don’t know why. Maybe it has been too long and caused the load-bearing object to decay. The metal object is maintained in its current state by a natural balance. However, this balance

It is very fragile, and a little external force may cause the balance to collapse. This pry caused the rammed earth next to the entire metal object to fall piece by piece, and then the entire metal object fell with a crash.

when......

The fallen metal object obviously collided with another piece of metal, and then crashed to the bottom. The fallen metal object caused a hole with a diameter of more than one meter in the layer of rammed earth.

Mustache did not expect such a situation to occur, and was caught off guard. The light shone through the big hole. Before Mustache could see clearly what was underneath, a low cry suddenly came out.

A baby's cry.


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