If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought it was a woman's face, extremely pale.
Actually no, after I got into the water, I braved it and touched it with my hand.
It's just a plastic bag.
Because there is white mud buried around the plastic bag, it looks particularly like a human face! It has a nose and eyes in its outline!
Dou Sprout took it out and laughed: "Haha! What a human face! Isn't this just a plastic bag? Zhao Xuanxuan, you are so shocked."
"let me see."
When I took it over and saw that it was okay, I immediately exclaimed: "Head, this is not mud, this is white plaster mud!"
With excitement on my face, I took a little off the plastic bag and asked you to take a look at it, is it right?
He rolled his head back and forth with his fingers, frowned and said, "Yes, this is Lao Bai Gao, but why... did it come to the top?"
With a confused look on his face, he took a detour and walked to the other side of the river.
I lowered my head and looked at my feet, then frowned and stared at the river. When I saw this, I ran over quickly.
"Yunfeng, I think the place where we just picked up the plastic bag might be an exploration pit."
"Isn't that right? The bottom of the river is full of mud. I didn't see any pits."
Frowning his head, he speculated: "Some people have dug digging pits at the bottom of the river before. Over time, the silt will naturally fill up the digging pits."
"I guess I didn't find anything. They left later."
"Boss, if it's a pit exploration as you said, then why did Bai Gao Ni come up?"
"Also, if the people who dug the pit at that time saw the white mud, they would definitely dig it. How could they leave like you said? This doesn't make sense."
"I think I dug it and then gave up."
"Have you ever heard of a word called anti-mud?"
"Anti-mud?"
I shook my head and said I had never heard of it.
"You'll know after you try it."
"Wen Bin, go get the shovels."
He took three steps back with his head, stamped his feet and said, "Just dig down from here."
We went back and got dressed, put on our headlamps and ran over. The three of us dug a hole with shovels at the same time, watching the whole process with our heads raised. He kept frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.
The three of us dug for more than an hour. When the depth reached nearly 1.8 meters, Brother Yu and I jumped down, while Dou Sprout and Yuan Bao were lifting soil from above.
I shouted upward: "Head! There's nothing! It's all dead soil!"
"Don't stop, keep going."
After digging for more than half an hour, something started to go wrong.
The underground soil has become very wet, and when you dig it up, you will find lumps of soil.
When I saw the lumps of earth that Dou Sprouts lifted up, I seemed to think of something.
He slapped his thigh fiercely and said loudly: "I knew it! It turns out to be a funnel mound!"
"It's so rare."
"Why is there a funnel mound in this place? It has only been found in Changsha in the past... This is the north. Who is buried here?"
After muttering to himself, he quickly ordered: "Yunfeng Wenbin, you two widen the hole to one and a half meters and continue digging."
I don’t know what the Changsha Funnel Tomb is at all, and Dou Sprout and Brother Yu don’t even know. Anyway, they just listen to the leader and dig as he asks.
When we dug to a depth of nearly five meters, a layer of white plaster mud was exposed under our feet, which was very sticky and stained our feet.
The white mud layer is nearly twenty centimeters thick, and below it is a layer of black charcoal soil. The charcoal from many years ago has broken into pieces, broken into powder, and fused into the soil layer.
