It was repeatedly ignored, which made Sima Zhe feel that he was insulted.

Sima Zhe said coldly: "By relying on the soil, you can tell whether there is danger in the tomb is nonsense."

"As for what you are talking about, let alone no longer exists, even if it exists, it will be a shot when you encounter me!"

Lin Yiyi didn't take what he said to heart.

"Zhang Ziling once cut off the zongzi with one knife in the underground palace of the imperial tomb, so the blood corpse must exist."

I am afraid that guns and ammunition will not cause harm to blood corpses.

Sima Zhe said disdainfully: "I have also watched the video of the rice dumpling you mentioned. There was only a white-haired hand exposed in the coffin. Who knows what it is? We didn't see it. If you insist on saying it was a rice dumpling, we can't do anything."

Zhao Wenshan quickly interrupted.

"Okay, okay, I'll say less. No matter what is inside the tomb, we have to go in."

“Prepare to start construction.”

This time.

Zhang Ziling did not refuse.

No matter what, it was agreed upon.

The professors assembled the Luoyang shovel, and even the two girls of Bai Cangcang were all handed over.

At this time, the driver, Brother Liang, walked up and said with a smile.

"Are there any treasures in the Warring States tomb you mentioned?"

Zhao Wenshan glanced at him and remembered what Zhang Ziling said, he said vigilantly.

"What kind of treasure! They are all cultural relics!"

"We are archaeologists, not tomb robbers. Why don't you leave and do it?"

The driver, Brother Liang, rubbed his hands and said.

"That wage has not been paid yet."

Zhao Wenshan paid them money.

The driver, Brother Liang, glanced back and took two thin middle-aged men down the mountain.

Zhao Wenshan looked around and frowned.

"I remember when I first entered, there was a small hole leading to the tomb here. Now it seems that it was buried because of heavy rain."

"If I re-excavate, I don't know how long it will take."

Zhang Ziling drew a gossip on the ground and used Luoyang shovels to test them downwards in several directions.

"Dig thirteen meters down from the southwest direction, ten meters down from the northeast direction, dig slanted."

Hu Yangming was swaying back and forth with a Luoyang shovel. Hearing this, he couldn't help but fight back.

"Have you learned archaeology? We are archaeologists, so you need to teach me?"

Zhang Ziling didn't say anything.

Instead, I took the Luoyang shovel and dug it out.

Everyone was watching, not sure what he was doing.

Zhang Ziling was very fast. In about ten minutes, a man dug a circular hole with a diameter of about half a meter.

This made Hu Yangming stunned.

"This guy is not a groundhog, right?"

Several archaeological experts were a little shocked.

"Isn't this a thief?"

"This is exactly the same as the holes that the tomb robbers beat. How could Brother Zhang be so skillful!"

"The hole is robbers' method!"

These words penetrated into Hu Yangming's ears, but they changed their taste.

Hu Yangming covered his mouth and said in surprise and joy: "Oh, so you are a tomb robber!"

"I finally know how the teacher pulled you into the team. It turned out that you had to find the location of the tomb."

"Hahaha, I thought you were, you turned out to be a tomb robber."

"Now I can call the police and get you in."

Sima Zhe also sneered from the side.

"So it's a tomb robber, ha, I thought he was a master."

[Why do they slander Brother Zhang as a tomb robber!]

【That’s right, is it a tomb robber who digs a hole?】

[Uh...I have seen such a thief hole at an archaeological site, exactly the same as the one dug by Brother Zhang.]

【Coincidence…】

[Is Brother Zhang really a tomb robber?]

[Impossible, how could Brother Zhang be a tomb robber!]

Zhao Wenshan stood up and said.

"Brother Zhang is not a tomb robber, I, Zhao Wenshan, testified for him."

"Hu Yangming, you are about to get to the tomb. If you slander Brother Zhang, you don't have to follow him."

Hu Yangming snorted coldly, not convinced, but did not continue.

"Everyone is ready and get out of the tomb."

Zhao Wenshan was crowded with people.

Bai Cangcang and others took out searchlights from their backpacks and put them on their heads.

Hu Yangming suddenly covered his stomach and said with pain: "Teacher, wait for me, my stomach is uncomfortable. I want to go and come back soon."

Zhao Wenshan waved his hand and said, "Go quickly, don't waste time."

Hu Yangming covered his stomach and ran down the mountain.

Lin Yiyi took out a drone from her backpack, connected the drone to the mobile phone, and broadcast it simultaneously.

This drone is equipped with a compressed battery, which can be used for one month without charging and is also waterproof.

It is an upgraded version used in the Imperial Mausoleum Underground Palace last time.

It can also allow drones to perform automatic aerial photography and follow-up.

Everyone is ready.

Ten minutes passed.

Zhao Wenshan took the time and watched it pass by little by little.

He said impatiently.

"What's wrong with Hu Yangming? It takes so long to go to the toilet."

It was complaining that the bushes were shaking.

Hu Yangming came out.

However, his face was very pale, and he was trembling when walking, and his face was full of fear.

"you...."

Zhao Wenshan was about to say something, but his voice came to an abrupt end.

Everyone looked at him with a look of fear.

Behind Hu Yangming, the driver and the two thin men were following.

The driver with a honest face was now full of fierce face.

He was holding a pistol and slowly walking out against the back of Hu Yangming's head.

The two lean men also held a double-barrel hunting rifle.

"What!"

Sima Zhe and others reacted and wanted to draw their guns.

Just as I was about to move, I suddenly felt a cramp in my abdomen.

Their movements were slightly slow, and sweat as big as beans rolled down.

Not just them.

Everyone, including Zhao Wenshan, had a severe stomachache.
To be continued...