Killing the Father and the Mother

"Brother Zhuang, your Tibetan Mastiff is so awesome!"

Seeing that the danger was over, the two of them ran back quickly. The little girl's love for the white lion was beyond words, and she wanted to rush up to hug the white lion and kiss it.

"Don't go there..."

Zhuang Rui grabbed Meng Qiuqian. The white lion subdued this man just now because he was unexpected. If he let him go, he might try to subdue him again, and the white lion would hurt someone.

"Um, mom, whose dog is this? Hurry up and pull away, someone is going to die."

At this moment, Er Mao and Fan Cuo also ran over panting, followed by an old lady, one of the people who delivered meals at noon. When they saw a man and a dog lying on the ground, they couldn't help but shout loudly.

Zhuang Rui ignored the old woman and asked Er Mao: "Er Mao, is this person from your village? Why do you want to stab someone with a knife when you come up?"

"This is not from our village. This is Yu Laosan, a relative of a family in our village. Brother Zhuang, come here and I will tell you..."

Er Mao glanced at the man on the ground, pulled Zhuang Rui out for more than ten meters, and told Zhuang Rui the man's origin in a low voice.

It turns out that Yu Laosan came to Liujiazhuang a year ago, and is a relative of the Yu family's eldest son from Henan. Since he was relatively poor, he couldn't stay outside anymore, so he followed Yu Laoshan here to make a living.

Farmers are relatively simple. Although Yu Laosan looks scary, no one laughs at him. Who knows that Yu Laosan's wine is not good, he likes to pick fights when he drinks too much, and he often teases the little ones in the farm.

Wife and eldest daughter.

Liujiazhuang was a place where martial arts passed down the family tradition. There were many martial arts styles in the village. After teaching Yu Laosan a few lessons, Yu Laosan sent him to this mountain nest to look at the orchard on the pretext that this relative was too trouble-making.

Er Mao was also afraid of losing his life, so he whispered to Zhuang Rui: "Brother Zhuang, let him go. We are here, and he doesn't dare to cause trouble..."

"White Lion, come here..."

Zhuang Rui greeted him, and the white lion stretched out its blood-red tongue and licked Yu Laosan's face before releasing his paw and running back to Zhuang Rui.

"It's killing people, biting people to death!"

This lick frightened Yu Laosan so much that he howled again at the top of his lungs. After barking a few times, he found that the big dog was no longer there. He quickly got up without standing upright and even rolled around.

He climbed over the railing and didn't even know the shorts were down to his knees. He looked at the white lion next to Zhuang Rui with lingering fear.

"rogue……"

The little girl spat and turned her face away.

"You let us in, we are just taking some underground soil samples, we will not damage your orchard..."

Zhuang Rui heard that the orchard was indeed contracted by people from Liu's Village, and he didn't want to get into too much trouble with them. After all, he was still Lao San's guest.

"You said you can't destroy it, so why don't you destroy it? What if the Luoyang shovel in your hands breaks the roots of the tree? This orchard is contracted by my elder brother. No one can come in without his instructions."

Yu Laosan also came to his senses at this time. Although he did not dare to go out to find trouble, his tone was still very arrogant, saying that he would not let Zhuang Rui and others in.

"Luoyang Shovel?"

Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard this term from Yu Laosan. Although he had heard the name of Luoyang shovel for a long time, he would not have recognized it as a Luoyang shovel if he had not seen it with his own eyes. Why did Yu Laosan say this?

Can you call it out in one bite?

Maybe there are too many tomb robbers in Shaanxi. They have all seen it. Zhuang Rui remembered what Er Mao once said to him and found an explanation, but there was still a doubt in his heart.

"Yes, this is the orchard contracted by our brothers from the Yu family of Zhuangzi. If you go in and dig randomly, who is responsible for the loss?"

The middle-aged woman who came with Er Mao also spoke to Yu Laosan, but Zhuang Rui was a little surprised that there were three or four old ladies who came to deliver the meal, so why was she the only one to fight against the injustice?

"Xiaozhuang, you should dig some holes outside here first to check the soil quality. Don't argue with the fellow villagers."

Professor Meng also got the news and walked over with a hiking pole.

"Grandpa, this person is unreasonable and acting like a hooligan." The little girl complained. She had never seen anything so ugly, and her heart was still pounding.

Professor Meng ignored his granddaughter and told Zhuang Rui and others: "Okay, it's too hot today. You can extract the soil around here, and then we can go back."

Zhuang Rui and others agreed, and each found a place to dig down with a Luoyang shovel. When Yu Laosan saw that the others did not ask to enter the orchard, he turned around and went back, cursing.

Taking soil samples with a Luoyang shovel is also a laborious task. At the beginning, you have to slam the shovel down with your hands. After the Luoyang shovel is drilled into the soil, you can then lift it up. In the middle of the semicircular shovel,

A round tube of soil will be brought up.

When Zhuang Rui first started drilling the hole, it was quite difficult. However, when he made a small hole with a diameter of about twenty to thirty centimeters and a depth of about two meters, he found a trick. It turns out that the deeper you go, the deeper the hole becomes.

The easier it is, after the hole is deeper, you can use the inertia generated by the Luoyang shovel itself to penetrate deeper into the soil, and you only need to lift the shovel up.

Professor Meng also followed Zhuang Rui and taught him how to use force and energy. There is also skill in this. You can use the weight of the Luoyang shovel to knock down the Luoyang shovel with very little effort.

After some teachings from Professor Meng, Zhuang Rui became more proficient in his movements after he figured out the trick. In addition, he could use spiritual energy to eliminate the numbness and weakness in his arms. Basically, he was like a robot.

He kept repeating an action, making the little girl next to him look dumbfounded.

While Xiao Fan and Ying Ning were still competing with the first cave, Zhuang Rui had already started digging the third cave. The first two caves were dug down to a depth of 14 to 5 meters. In the soil brought out by the Luoyang shovel,

After the little girl's identification, there was no cooked soil.

Zhuang Rui is also learning to distinguish the difference between cooked soil and raw soil, which is an important basis for discovering whether there are tombs underground.

Mature soil can also be called five-flower soil, because when digging a grave pit, the layers of mature soil and raw soil of different colors in the pit will be dug out. After burial, these mixed soils will be backfilled into the pit to form a

The so-called Wuhua soil, under normal circumstances, if the soil brought out by the Luoyang shovel is Wuhua soil, there are nine out of ten tombs underneath.

And from the five-flower soil, you can also distinguish the topographic distribution of the tomb pits. If the five-flower soil is thin and scattered, it may be the tomb passage. If it is thick and concentrated, it may be the tomb chamber. In this way, after looking at the soil, you can

We are locating to find the tomb.

As for the difference between mature soil and raw soil, it requires a certain amount of experience. Simply put, some Wuhua soil contains cultural relics such as weeds, construction waste, human relics, etc., while native soil does not.

Of course, some Wuhua soil is relatively pure, so you need to carefully observe the soil quality. Generally speaking, soil contains pores. The pores in Wuhua soil are messy, while the pores in native soil are

Basically vertical.

It is difficult to have an intuitive impression of these things in oral writing. Under the guidance of the little girl, Zhuang Rui identified the soil brought out by Luoyang shovel one by one. He understood the raw soil, but he hit four in a row.

When exploring the cave more than ten meters deep, no five-flowered soil was found.

Although Zhuang Rui would use his spiritual energy to check the underground conditions before choosing a place to dig in Luoyang. However, the soil gave him the same feeling. Occasionally, there would be some rocks, rotten tree roots and the like, but there were no

No tombs exist.

"Boom!"

As the Luoyang shovel made a dull sound when it came into contact with the underground soil, Zhuang Rui quickly pulled the rope with his hands alternately, lifted the Luoyang shovel up, and knocked it on the ground a few times, letting the soil brought out by the shovel scatter on the ground.

This is already the fifth time he has done caving. The people next to him have been stunned. Judging from Zhuang Ruisi's gentle appearance, no one expected that he has such great strength and endurance. No wonder

Just now you dared to compete with that strong man with a yin and yang face.

"Ahem... Xiaozhuang, take a rest. This Rome was not built in a day. I will go back to the excavation place over there later and I will show you the five-flowered soil..."

Professor Meng was also a little overwhelmed by Zhuang Rui's motivation. When he was young, he would have to take a half-day break even after two caving expeditions. Unexpectedly, this young man was not only knowledgeable, but also a fierce and powerful man.

"It's okay, you're not tired, Professor Meng. I'll rest after finishing this cave exploration."

While talking casually to Professor Meng, Zhuang Rui lifted the Luoyang shovel up again. The cave he was digging was already very close to the fruit forest. Judging from the length of the rope that had been lowered, it could be seen that the cave had been explored for fourteen months.

It's five meters deep.

"Hey, the color of this soil is a little wrong?"

Zhuang Rui discovered that the tube of soil brought up by Luoyang's shovel did not spread out after being knocked to the ground, but stood up in a cylindrical shape. The color of the soil was brown, which was completely different from the soil sample just taken out.

Zhuang Rui squatted down and pushed the soil away with his hands. He saw that the brown color was in the shape of a line. He rubbed it with his fingers and it immediately turned into powder, which did not look like soil.

Professor Meng's face was a little solemn, he looked around and said, "This brown color is not soil."

"Isn't it soil?" Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment.

"Well, these are the traces left after the wood rotted in the soil. You can see that the edges are very neat and the lines are straight. It is not wood that has died naturally and rotted away, but has been processed."

As he spoke, Professor Meng stood up, looked at the orchard not far away, and said almost to himself: "It is indeed that place. I wonder how many things can be left behind."

"What did you say?" Zhuang Rui did not hear Professor Meng's words clearly.

"Nothing, just go call them and call it a day..."

Professor Meng did not answer Zhuang Rui's words. He trampled the clods of soil in the ground with his feet and turned around to leave, leaving a confused Zhuang Rui standing there stupidly.

"This...didn't it say that there are tombs underneath Wuhuatu? Why did you just leave?"

Zhuang Rui was a little confused by Professor Meng's actions. Aren't they just here to dig up the imperial tomb? Looking at Professor Meng's behavior, it seemed that he didn't care much about the location of the tomb. He looked at Professor Meng who was walking away.

, Zhuang Rui had no choice but to follow.

Back at the excavation site, Professor Meng greeted everyone, packed up everything, and returned. The villagers were very happy. After all, one day's work only paid fifty yuan, so who wouldn't be happy with less work? Three or five

They walked towards Zhuangzi in groups.

"Xiao Fan, I just found some soil in the cave. Why did Professor Meng call me back instead?"

Zhuang Rui had been holding this question in his mind and asked Fan Cuo who was walking beside him.

"The teacher may have other ideas, right? Brother Zhuang, you are right to listen to the teacher."

It is said that graduate students are just workers for their tutors. Fan Cuo and Ying Ning only work on projects with the teacher and do not need to ask about anything else. Professor Meng treats them well anyway. They have room and board at their own home, and every month

There is also a living allowance of several hundred yuan, which is much better than those students who are squeezed by their tutors and don't have a penny.

Zhuang Rui could only put his doubts back in his stomach. More than an hour later, everyone returned to the village. The county staff had motorcycles and rushed back to the county directly from the village. Professor Meng and others also
To be continued...