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 took one root 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,, 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 from the Ming and Qing Dynasties in the city center, but there are so few tombs from 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 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 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 and 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.
"Who are you looking for?"
I smiled and said: "Hello, brother, I am your new neighbor. The landline at my place suddenly stopped working. I would like to ask brother if the landline at your home can still be used."
"That's it...just wait, I'll go take a look."
A few minutes later, he ran out and said loudly: "My landline is also out of service. What's going on? Is the phone line broken?"
At this time, I said that I knew something about circuits and could I go in and take a look at what the problem was.
Just like that, I managed to sneak in.
Twenty minutes later, I came out of his house, and this fat guy came to see me off enthusiastically.
He said: "I heard from Sister Zhao that it was you who took over her business. Brother, what kind of business do you do?"
I said I planned to open a knife-cut noodle shop, and I'm currently renovating it.
The fat man nodded: "I think it's okay to open a noodle shop. There are many people coming and going at the station every day. Opening a noodle shop will definitely make money. We will help each other and take care of each other in the future."
I smiled and said yes.
Of course I do this for a purpose,
I have sorted it out clearly. There are only two people in his family, namely Fatty and Fatty’s father. His father has been bedridden due to illness all year round and cannot move.
The fat man and his father live in the east house. We dug a horizontal well, which happens to be underground in the west house. It is best to stagger it this way. Otherwise, I am afraid that they will hear some noise underground while sleeping above at night.
Three days later, at night.
Dou Sprout was wearing a headlamp, and he was covered in dirt and asked, "How is Fengzi? Are you clear?"
"Soon, right away."
At this moment, we are already at Fatty's house.
But he can't see it because we're underground.
The pickaxe hit hard, and a large piece of soil fell down immediately. Not long after working, the pickaxe in my hand hit a hard object with a bang.
I saw the blue brick wall buried in the soil.
"Pass me the crowbar."
I got the crowbar, aimed at the cracks in the bricks, smashed the stone in, and shook it from side to side hard!
After it was loosened, I pulled out one tomb brick with my hands, then two, and then three.
From the hole in the wall, we can see that our hole has bypassed the stone door and hit the main tomb directly behind the tomb with great precision.
Dou Sprout got in and took pictures everywhere with his flashlight.
The main tomb is about 30 square meters, and the ground is very dusty. Looking up, you can see a circle of stone vaults, and there seem to be murals painted on the vaults.
It was dark all around.
I slowly moved the flashlight, and when it shined on the southeast corner, I suddenly saw two cypress coffins placed there.
The two coffins were completely deformed, head to head, and both were flat.
Dou Yazai asked in a low voice: "Fengzi, why are there two coffins? Do the couple live here?"
"You don't look good, Fengzi, what's wrong?"
I looked at the two rotten coffins facing each other, frowned and said: "Yes, these are the same graves... It should be the tomb of a husband and wife. Do we still abide by the old rules?"
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Beside him, he knitted his head and brows and said, "Just abide by it. Try not to break the rules of the older generation. Please have peace of mind."
I nodded, walked over with my flashlight, and looked closely at the two rotten coffins.
I pointed to the coffin on the right and asked Dou Sprout to go up and lie on the coffin lid.
"Holding the grass, what is this for?" Dou Sprout was puzzled.
I frowned and explained: "The old rule of the Northern Sect is that if you encounter a joint burial, you must do this. Two coffins cannot be opened at the same time. You can only open one first, and the other coffin must be pressed."
"There is a female corpse inside, so a man must press it and lie on the coffin."
"On the other hand, if there is a male corpse lying in the open coffin, a woman can only press it and sit on the coffin."
After listening to what I said, he nodded and said, "That's right, men suppress women, and women sit on men."
"People stay in pairs before death, and they should stay in pairs after death, so that they won't provoke those unclean things."
After listening to what the boss said, Douyazai asked me loudly: "Fengzi, these lousy coffins haven't even been opened. How can you tell which one is a woman and which one is a man? If you make a mistake, then let me go up.
Then it becomes a man plus a man!"
"Neng Luneng, please keep your voice down, there are people living up here..."
"It's not wrong. I'm not just guessing. Get down quickly. I'm going to open the coffin."
It is actually not difficult for us in the industry to distinguish male and female coffins. First, look at the size, and secondly, look at the curvature of the coffin lid.
In ancient times, men's coffins were called Qian coffins, and their general size was about two meters and two meters in length. Women's coffins were called Kun coffins, and they were usually five feet in length, about one and a half meters long.
Looking at the curvature at both ends of the coffin lid, the one with a larger curvature is a male coffin, and conversely, the one with a smaller curvature is a female coffin.
Then Dou Sprout jumped up and lay on the female coffin.
He was also very courageous. Dou Sprout touched the lid of the coffin and said, "Sister, I don't know if you can hear me or not. I am your husband Lu Ziming."
