Seeing what they were discussing, his eyes flashed, he had heard about this place.

But back in the 70s.

to be taken over by the authorities.

Archaeological teams are stationed all year round.

Not to mention that they eat the dead man's food, they are ordinary people, and they can't get close to them without permission.

For thousands of years, the Guangwu Tomb has been seriously stolen, and if you want to attack him now, it would be really an old birthday boy hanged himself.

Chen Yao hasn't done that yet.

The two escapes were extremely thrilling, and each time they were dancing on the tip of a knife.

Relying on the inherent advantages of the terrain.

Only then can we survive.

I really want to go to Guangwu Tomb.

It's like fighting upside down under searchlights.

Not to mention the true power of the turtle's breath, even monsters have to show up.

Take a short break.

Chen Yao continued to dig the hole, this time he didn't stop, but dug into the ground in one breath.

It is almost the same as the depth he probed with the Luoyang shovel before.

About two meters.

There was a strong resistance from under the pickaxe.

"What's the matter?"

"Why did Brother Yao stop?"

"Not to mention anything else, brother Yao's ability to dig the ground, even if he doesn't fight in the future, he can go back to his hometown and contract a ten-acre or eight-acre land without using a tiller."

"?"

"You're fucking laughing at me."

"It's too bad. You don't need cattle to grow the land, you just need one hand, right?"

In order to make it easier to get in and out, Chen Yao made the cave area narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. Stepping on the walls on both sides of the cave, he jumped up and shoveled out with the engineers.

It's completely dark outside now.

Within sight.

It was pitch black and deep.

Because of the Shijue Fierce Tomb, the vicinity of Mentougou is as quiet as a ghost, but in the vast forest in the distance, there are birds chirping and insects chirping, as well as unknown beasts roaring and howling.

Fighting in such an environment.

Most people can't bear it psychologically.

Chen Yao is very used to it.

Take out two lamps at random.

One is placed near the entrance of the cave, and the other is worn on the head.

Not much rest.

In a blink of an eye, he went down the robbery again.

Underneath it is a large tomb that is suspected to be made of yellow sausages.

Press the switch, there is a buzzing sound, and the strong light in the headlight suddenly illuminates the bottom of the cave as if it were daytime.

In the sandy soil of the surrounding cave walls.

The colors presented are distinct.

Cyan red white yellow black.

Fill overlapping layer by layer.

This is the famous five-color soil.

It will be used when the princes set up the establishment, the emperor enshrines the Zen, and the king's tomb is buried.

Represents the five elements, five directions and five emperors.

It means that the country will last forever and the country will last forever.

However, generally speaking, except for the emperor's tomb, ordinary people can't use it at all.

In ancient times, usurpation was a capital offense, even implicating the entire family.

Even if there is a piece of yellow sausage given by the emperor here.

But the five-color soil is related to the country and the country.

Even if the emperor is in a daze, the important ministers and dignitaries below will never agree.

"Could it be the tomb of Lord Qin?"

Chen Yao frowned slightly.

from previously observed cues.

In fact, it is not difficult to infer.

The current ancient tomb of the Warring States period is most likely to be a Qin tomb.

Before Ying Zheng unified the Seven Kingdoms.

There are 37 monarchs in Qin State.

But except for the first five, the tombs of all subsequent princes are clearly recorded in the history books.

None match.

What's more, there is a high probability that this tomb is in the middle and late Warring States period, which does not correspond to this point.

Thinking of this, Chen Yao felt even more strange.

This kind of work has begun, and he still doesn't know who the owner of the tomb is, which is definitely an unprecedented experience for him.

It feels like unpacking a blind box.

but.

The more so, the more it can arouse his interest.

Withdrawing his gaze from the five-colored soil, Chen Yao turned his head to look down, carefully picking off the thick black rammed earth.

He couldn't help being careless.

After all, the blood oozing from the soil and the bones that died under the robber's cave are still vivid in my mind.

"Why did Brother Yao start doing archaeological work?"

"Isn't it inverted, so detailed?"

"It's like watching an archaeological documentary."

Everyone outside the live broadcast room was confused, but Chen Yao didn't have time to explain this meeting.

After cleaning up the miscellaneous soil around the feet little by little.

at last……

A wooden wall like a bamboo raft appeared.

It is stacked and overlapped by deep yellow cedar wood.

There are countless mountains and mountains.

The gap between them is surprisingly thin, even a blade might be difficult to insert.

The most astonishing thing is that each cypress tree is almost the same thickness, as if copied.

"hiss--"

see this scene.

Chen Yao only felt his teeth hurt for a while.

It was really guessed by him himself, this is really a mess.

special.

Absolutely did not read the almanac.

The reason why this kind of burial disappeared after the Han Dynasty.

Not out of trouble.

But felling too much.

Just one burial requires hundreds of cypress trees.

In addition, the growth rate of this kind of book is extremely slow, and it often takes a hundred years to take shape.

As a result, this yellow-core cypress was once extinct.

Just like the golden nanmu used in later generations.

"Hey, this seems to be Huangya cypress?"

Chapter 160 The Bone Hand Protruding from the Ground

have to say.

The audience who lingered in the live broadcast room were not all watching the excitement, they were still knowledgeable.

With the help of the strong light, the camera took pictures of Huang Changqi very clearly.

"Yellow Cliff Cypress?"

"Is this thing worth the money?"

"The name sounds like a lot, but isn't cypress everywhere?"

"Wood carving decorations have to look at mahogany, huanghuali and small-leaf red sandalwood, right?"

"The buddies in front seem to be professional, so I choose to overwhelm them."

As the barrage drifted past, it immediately attracted the attention of others.

But for most people.

Huangya cypress is far less famous than lobular red sandalwood, golden nanmu and even huanghuali.

"???"

"No, you guys are kidding, go and check the wood carving with the highest auction price in China so far."

"At the Guangdong-Guangzhou Auction in 16, a Ninety-Five Supreme statue carved from thuja cypress was priced at nearly [-] million, and it was still everywhere."

See someone questioned.

The netizen named 'Longwenge Wood Carving Craft' couldn't sit still.

Crackling typed a bunch of words to explain.

Cypress is really worthless.

But that is limited to arborvitae, ground cypress and juniper, which are basically used to make furniture and coffins.

But thuja is extremely rare.

It takes at least a thousand years for an old tree to grow.

And more common in the cliffs, after thousands of years of wind, frost, rain and snow.

The texture is fine and transparent.

Plus oily.

Is a natural beaded material.

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