I walked lightly to the window, opened the curtains, and took a look outside.
People were coming and going on the street, but there was no one in front of the snack bar.
I breathed a heavy sigh of relief, I was too nervous.
The tiles on the floor were broken everywhere, and I drilled a hole two meters deep.
The excavated soil was piled aside. After confirming that it was safe, I closed the curtains, connected the three thin iron pipes with joints, and then slowly extended them into the hole.
I found a hammer and smashed the iron pipe down hard. Then I took out my cigarettes and put them in my mouth one by one.
I smoke six cigarettes at a time.
Taking a deep breath, holding my breath, I blew out the smoke into the iron pipe, and then immediately covered it with my hands.
This process is repeated several times until the cigarette is finished.
Then I took an empty beverage bottle, with the mouth facing down, and put it tightly on the iron pipe.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."
After counting down to tens, I let go of my hand and stared at it without blinking.
I saw...the smoke slowly came up and returned to the plastic bottle.
This is a normal phenomenon because the underground soil is in a sealed state and isolates the air.
Did I make a mistake? There is nothing here?
I tapped the iron pipe lightly with a hammer.
Suddenly, the plastic bottle that was covered deflated in an instant!
It seems like there is someone underground, sucking on the pipe!
Damn...I knew something was weird!
What is facing the underground of the snack bar is not an ancient tomb, but a green brick corridor! That's why the experts hired by the landlord thought it was the foundation of an old house.
The green brick corridors are built outside ancient tombs, just like the balconies of modern houses are built outside the living room.
I immediately called the boss and asked them to bring the guy over quickly.
It’s not surprising to find tombs of the Ming and Qing Dynasties in the city center, but there are so few tombs of the Eastern Han Dynasty! With any luck, if this tomb is a new pot that has never been touched with chopsticks, then we will make a fortune.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, everyone came. After looking around carefully, he started walking west from the entrance of the snack bar, walked about thirty steps, and stopped.
The view is blocked by a wall, which is the neighbor's house next door to the snack bar.
Seeing this, I smiled bitterly and said: "You're right, the green brick corridor in the Eastern Han Dynasty is so long, and the ancient tomb is in this family's house."
He turned his head and asked: "Is there anyone living there?"
I said, "There must be someone who saw the light coming on just now. I will think of a way to step on it tomorrow."
"Tell me how you want to fuck Yunfeng."
I thought about it and said, "Two ways."
"First, the original green brick corridor must have collapsed. The distance is about thirty meters. We can dig a horizontal well through it and dig directly to the main tomb chamber."
"Second, cooperate with the homeowners and dig directly at their homes. The advantage of this is that it can greatly shorten the time. The disadvantage is that we have to share the money with the other party. However, once the other party opens its mouth, we will be in trouble."
After everyone heard this, Dou Yazai immediately said dissatisfied: "Fengzi, are you stupid? Why do we bring in people we don't know when we can do the work ourselves? What if something happens later!"
I nodded, indicating that I agreed with Dou Sprout's idea.
This matter cannot be delayed and must be resolved quickly.
I found a piece of white paper, wrote: "Under renovation", and posted it on the door.
We started working in the middle of the night. Xiaoxuan held a walkie-talkie and was responsible for keeping watch at the door of the store. Brother Yu and Dou Sprout dug horizontal wells. I was doing my old job of loosening soil.
The excavated soil cannot be piled in the house, nor can it be transported too far. Think about it, if dozens of square meters of soil are piled in the house, how should the landlord explain it when he comes and sees it? You can't say that we are digging for oil in the house, right?
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You can't disperse too far because you have to fill in the holes afterwards, and you have to try to make it invisible to people and ghosts.
After careful investigation, I determined the location of the scattered soil to be at the toilet at the back door of the snack bar.
At tonight's rate, the horizontal shaft is expected to be dug in four days.
At about four o'clock in the morning, I finished unloading a load of dirt and took a breather to take a cigarette. At this time, I suddenly noticed a telephone line on the eaves of that house.
An idea flashed in my mind, so I found a ladder, climbed up against the wall, and cut the phone cord with scissors.
Early the next morning.
I knocked on the door and called, "Is anyone home?"
Soon, a fat man with a round face and a leather hat who looked to be in his thirties opened the door for me.
