Cang Hai held up the lamp in his hand, looked at the complicated patterns on the door, and turned to ask what was on it. When he turned around, he saw that the old man Zhang Gong was confused, stretching his hands and rubbing the patterns, as if he was terrified. He looked like an amazing treasure.

“How to open it?”

Canghai waited for almost five or six minutes, and was really impatient. He came down to see if there were any treasures in the tomb. He imagined that when he opened the door, the gold was shaking his eyes, and he was not here to watch the door with an old man.

Even if you don’t have a baby, it’s good to see what the structure is inside the tomb is. It’s a sign of standing at the door and confronting an old man with an old man.

"Don't talk!" Zhang Gong said dissatisfiedly.

Canghai had no choice but to close his mouth and hold the lantern in his hand and look around. This look made Canghai discover an unusual place. There were some words written on the wall of the tomb passage. The words were written very uncensored and crookedly, like drunken people who were drunk.

I know it is a word, but Canghai cannot recognize it, nor can it be said that it is a word. Some words are somewhat similar to modern times, but it cannot be concluded whether it is a word or not. Anyway, each font is curved, and none of them is considered normal in Canghai.

"There are words here!"

Cang Hai turned his head and said to the two people who were studying the gate in a silly manner.

When he heard Canghai say something was written here, Zhang Gong and his wife immediately held up the lamp and came to Canghai next to him.

Zhang Gong came to Canghai, reached out and pushed Canghai aside, then carefully looked at the words on the wall, and slowly pronounced it: "Unxiaolu, use it for use, and hide its shame. It seems that this is what it means."

"What does it mean?" Cang Hai asked.

The archaeological team next to him said, "It's very simple. This tomb robber is called Lu. He can't live a poem and robbed him on his ancestors. He left a word to express his shame. This is roughly what it means!"

"Ah! How poor would it be if I dig my own ancestral grave?" Cang Hai scratched his head.

Many people may not care much about these things now, but in ancient times, ancestors were spiritual sustenance for our people, which was equivalent to the statues of gods in churches and the positions of gods in temples, and even better than this! Digging out other people’s ancestral tombs is a great hatred for life and death, and it is even more important than killing their father. It is not a deep hatred for a clan’s clan. This man was so brave that he dug out his ancestral tomb.

After Zhang Gong looked at it, he said nothing and began to slowly check the stone walls around him with the light in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Cang Hai asked.

"If this person can come in, he will definitely be able to open the tomb door from outside. I just don't know where the mechanism to open the door is. You can also look for it carefully and see something special on the ground or on the wall," said Zhang Gong.

"Didn't this gate be blocked with the Broken Dragon Stone?" Cang Hai asked curiously.

"The broken dragon stone is the next thing. If it is the broken dragon stone, the door can be pushed open a little, or at least a little bit of the gap. However, when the door is pushed tightly and the gap is fixed, it is definitely not the broken dragon stone!" Zhang Gong said.

"Will that be the death gate?"

"If it was the Death Gate, how did the person who left the message get in?" The archaeological team members looked at Canghai as if they were looking at a fool.

Canghai is an unprofessional archaeological team member, and his archaeological knowledge is still at the stage of the black donkey's hoof. He could not figure it out for a while. Anyway, he asked casually and did not think carefully by his brain, so he didn't mind if he was criticized. He held the lamp in his hand and found it on the wall.

After searching for a while, the three of them couldn't find anything unique. Except for the words on the wall, they were smooth and had nothing.

"Forget it, go up! Wait until the team of people come over and talk, Canghai, if you are fine, you can go back," said Zhang Gong.

“Not opening today?”

Canghai was a little reluctant to leave.

Zhang Gong smiled and said, "How are you going to open it?"

"Just cut this thing opens. Now the tools are so powerful, it's not easy to deal with a door?" Cang Hai said.

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Zhang reached out and patted his back: "We are archaeology, not tomb robbers. It would be more convenient to use explosives as you said! OK, don't talk nonsense and go back."

"I won't have to give you supplies in the future?" Cang Hai asked.

"No need, this gate alone is worthy of attention. When I go up later, I have to report to the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau. What's next has nothing to do with you," said Zhang Gong.

Cang Hai had to shrugged his shoulders after hearing this. He understood that if the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau came over, it would be no problem to transfer a helicopter. It was not n years ago. Archaeological people were carrying shovels and shovels. The resources that can be mobilized by real tombs can be mobilized, let alone helicopters, even if there are ten.

The three of them came out of the cave one by one. Canghai cleaned up, unloaded all the things on the cart, brought some dry food, and a small tent in his house. He was muttering about these guys who unloaded the donkey and rushed back to the village.

There was nothing to be blinded on the road to block Canghai's road. Several carts were empty. Canghai drove the carts like flying. The road in two or three days would be completed in less than two days.

"Canghai, we're back!"

As soon as he entered the village, Li Licheng, who was squatting at the door and sucking supper, saw Canghai and looked up and asked.

"Here you come back! Teacher Guan and the others are gone, are you?"

"I left a few days ago. By the way, have you seen that big tomb?" Li Licheng asked.

Li Licheng immediately summoned everyone nearby, and began to ask about the big tomb one by one. The appearance of the ancient tomb is a big news for the villagers. There is nothing else to do except work all day long. This is just a gossip.

"I saw it and entered the tomb passage. Unfortunately, the tomb door could not be opened, so I walked around the tomb passage..." Cang Hai said something to the villagers about what he saw.

"How big is that tomb?" Li Liren walked up from below with a bowl.

"It's quite big. There is no problem with three people walking side by side in the tomb passage. It's about two meters high. I heard from Mr. Zhang that this is the tomb of the Gong Hou!" Cang Hai poured out everything he knew.

"Yeah, I thought it was the tomb of an old emperor, but I didn't expect it to be just a tomb of a public servant! Are there any treasures inside?" A young voice in the crowd was disappointed when he heard it.

"There are only a few emperors in history! How could we have an emperor's tomb here? Even if there is one, it is a small country. How meaningful can it be to be an emperor by yourself when you are closed!"

Someone else retorted.

Cang Hai said: "There was no such thing as an emperor at that time. At that time, the highest was the king, and the Zhou king was the biggest, and the downstairs were the Duke of Qi Heng, and the Duke of Duke was all the Duke of Duke. The tomb of Duke of Duke of Duke was already quite large. If the Zhou King's tomb was buried here, we would not have to worry about peace in the future."

Canghai is also nonsense. The King of Zhou’s Tomb is not here. The King of Zhou’s Tomb is located in Zhoushan, Luoyang, and has now been developed into a scenic spot. However, few people know about it, and are far less famous as the King of the First Emperor.

When everyone heard this, they calculated it in their hearts and felt that this tomb was quite good, and it was equivalent to the level of the prince.

After almost half an hour of pulling, Canghai got out and returned home, took a shower, changed into a clean set of clothes, Canghai sat comfortably under the grape trellis and sucked up a bowl of noodles. The noodles bowl was very large, and this bowl was at least half a pound of noodles. There were two full poached eggs lying on the beef slices, and the whole bowl began to pile up with small tips.

"Are you running for famine?"

Hu Shijie happened to come over and saw Cang Hai's appearance as if he was reincarnated as a starving ghost, and said with a smile.

Cang Hai swallowed the noodles in his mouth: "It's almost the same. Following those people all day long, it's either big cakes or instant noodles. Eating a bowl of noodles is a sumptuous one. Don't ask me to go there next time for this kind of work."

"I heard you guy just now say a roar in the crowd, why did you change your face in the turn of your face?" Hu Shijie said Cang Hai, then tilted his butt and sat down on the recliner next to him.

"Is there something wrong?"

Seeing Hu Shijie's behavior, Cang Hai immediately guessed that the old man had something to look for him.

"Of course there is something wrong. Mayor Lu is coming in two weeks. I'm thinking about how everyone can prepare and make the reception lively..." Hu Shijie said.

Cang Hai asked, "Has the days been settled?"

Mayor Lu refers to Lu Yanzhi, who is also in charge of agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry and fishery in the city. He is a slightly marginal figure in the city's team. However, in two or three years, he was promoted from the county magistrate to the mayor as a rising star in the city's political arena. It was a considerable part of the upgrade. After he was firmly in this place, he decided to come down and check his masterpiece.

A large part of Lu Yanzhi's achievements in the county are the refineries invested by the Japanese, with high-tech and pollution-free, and the rise of Sijiaping Village. These two things have given Lu Yanzhi a very perfect start to his political career. Now that Mayor Lu is stable, he naturally wants to take a look.

Not to mention that watermelons have begun to grow in the surrounding villages, which is also somewhat related to his political achievements.

"Well, it's decided. This time, in addition to the municipal and provincial Taiwan, people will also come down from the provincial Taiwan. I heard that Zhongshi is also interested in filming a film about getting rich in our Sijiaping Village..." Hu Shijie said with a gaze.

"Discuss this with me? Grandpa Hu, my head is so small that I can't bear such a big hat. You still have to listen to the arrangements of the county," Cang Hai said.

Cang Hai was completely disgusted with the reception of this thing. Although he knew that Lu Yanzhi was going to come down, he didn't think much about it. How to go and where to go, there must be arrangements for what to look at. Where is Sijiaping Village final?

As a staff member of Sijiaping Village, I just listened to the arrangements honestly. At most, I just want to waving the flag and shouting. Why do I need so many things to do if I have nothing to do!

Hu Shijie didn't think so. He had a good impression of Lu Yanzhi. When Sijiaping Village began to develop, Lu Yanzhi could be said to have given considerable support. Although some things seem to be small things, if you really go through the process, it would probably be easy. Opening a company and stamping more than 20 chapters is not performed in a TV series.

Therefore, this time Lu Yanzhi came down, Hu Shijie felt that Sijiaping Village had to show off and make Mayor Lu look better and let Mayor Lu know that Mayor Lu was not out of his mind.

Cang Hai looked at Hu Shijie with a happy face and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After thinking about it for a while, Cang Hai asked, "What are you going to do?"

"We have to dress up the village and create some good harvest scene..." Hu Shijie said.

When Canghai heard this, he smiled bitterly.

According to what Hu Shijie said, there are bunches of corn cobs hanging at the door of every household, and bunches of red peppers like small lanterns. The golden corn cobs and red peppers look like a new countryside feeling.

"I said Grandpa Hu, do you think the corn cob and red peppers on the door are hung at the door and the Cadillacs are suitable for the situation? As you said, "Every household needs to have a hand tractor to support the scene." Cang Hai was speechless about Hu Shijie's thoughts.

Now the village is tidy like a park, with birds singing and flowers scenting and trees shading everywhere. This is the best new countryside.

OK, why are you driving back? You also have red peppers on the cob? Why don’t you give each person a brand new sheepskin coat, then wrap it on your forehead with a white hand towel, and then use a small waist drum to welcome the mayor back."

"Isn't it good?" Hu Shijie did not think that his ideas were very low-end, but instead felt that his ideas were very good.

"Is our village not good now? Why do we need to turn the image of the village back to the previous year?" Cang Hai asked back.

Hu Shijie said: "I think it can show our new rural achievements."

"Forget it, why don't you talk to Zhang Heng about this matter? Mayor Lu came to check it out, and he couldn't refuse to greet him."
Chapter completed!