"There are traces of cooked soil below, and there are traces of artificial roads here." Feng Junzi said with a shovel on Luoyang.

"Why didn't I see the artificial road at all? What is cooked earth?" Chang Wu asked.

Feng Junzi: "It is normal for you to see that the 60-year rain erosion and the growth of vegetation are combined. But you can see that there seems to be an intermittent, narrow and gentle terrain in this valley, which cannot be formed naturally. As for the cooked soil, it is artificial soil layer. Not to mention sixty years, you can see that even six thousand years. Of course, you are not good at a layman."

Xiao Zhengrong: "This piece is full of cooked earth. What is the location we are looking for?"

Feng Junzi: "Do you still remember the legend of Heilongjing? I have a premonition that we are looking for something similar to the wellhead, and this wellhead is likely to be sealed under the mound." As he spoke, Feng Junzi walked towards an inconspicuous mound, simply cleared the weeds, and tried it with a Luoyang shovel. After looking at the mud core, he said, "This big mud is piled up artificially a long time ago. There are only two possibilities for such an artificial mud in the deep mountains. One is that this place is a large grave, and the other is that something may be buried below."

Chang Wu said with some concern: "Will we dig someone else's grave?"

Xiao Zhengrong: "Is it a grave? Just dig it out and take a look?"

Feng Junzi: "Don't worry, let's find out the following situation clearly."

Xiao Zhengrong stopped Feng Junzi: "Be careful, if this place is really a military facility, what if there are landmines?"

Feng Junzi: "If there are really landmines, it will be invalid for sixty years."

Xiao Zhengrong: "That might be possible, it is likely to detonate. I bring a metal detector here and try the situation on the surface first."

Xiao Zhengrong took out a coil-like thing from his backpack, connected it to a long metal pole, and then connected it to the battery box that he carried on, and carefully detected it on the surface of the mound. The dripping sounds were always sounding slowly, and no accidents were found. Xiao Zhengrong nodded to Feng Junzi, indicating that he could start.

Xiao Zhengrong's careful appearance also made Feng Junzi nervous. He took out a few fishing rods in his backpack, connected them together and formed a long pole of several meters, put the Luoyang shovel at the top, and tried to stay away from the mound and explored the cave bit by bit. This was a very boring and boring job. Chang Wu and Xiao Zhengrong both found a piece of tree to rest from a distance, and only Feng Junzi was working mechanically.

The sun gradually moved westward, and Feng Junzi made dozens of holes of varying density along the mound, each of which was more than two meters deep, straight and slanted. At around three o'clock, he finally wiped the sweat from his face and put the pole to rest. The other two saw him stop and asked curiously: "How is it? Have you found anything?"

"A little over two meters deep below, there is a round table-shaped thing with a diameter of between one meter and two meters. It seems to be covered by a stone slab. It seems that I feel right, it looks like a wellhead."

Xiao Zhengrong: "Then let's dig it open."

Chang Wu: "It's getting late, just do it." As he said that, he took out two military shovels from his backpack and handed them to Xiao Zhengrong.

Both of them are good at physical work. You shovel and I shovel it quickly flattened the mound. At five or six o'clock in the afternoon, as the mound on the surface was dug up, the military shovel in Xiao Zhengrong's hand suddenly stumbled, and the surface of a bluestone slab was exposed.

"There is indeed a stone slab underneath. Feng Junzi, what do you think?"

Feng Junzi: "A master is a master. In the past, I dug trenches in wars, right? I can't dig such a large pile of soil for three days. Now it's almost dark, and the place has been found anyway. Let's come again tomorrow."

The next day, the three of them came to this place again and brought enough equipment. Chang Wu's things were the helmet-style mine lamps, a strong light lamp for shooting and a battery box. This was probably something Tolin Zhenzhen got. In addition, Chang Wu also brought a bunch of ammeters and resistor meters, as well as clips, knifes, wires, etc. Feng Junzi laughed at him as if he was here to dismantle bombs. Xiao Zhengrong brought a full set of ropes and equipment for climbing. Among the three, only Feng Junzi's backpack was not heavy, but he carried a long sword, and there was a jade pendant tied to the sword spike. Feng Junzi had a feeling that if Masako wanted to see Feng Zhixing or Kensuke Momoki again, today would probably be the last chance. Why did he think so, and he couldn't say it.

The mound was quickly moved flat, and a large flat stone was exposed. The surface of the stone was bumpy, as if it was a natural rock. Chang Wu was a little stunned and said to Feng Junzi: "Your level is probably not as good as a tomb robber. There is no well platform underneath it. This stone is probably not the stone slab you mentioned."

Feng Junzi also felt strange: "This is cooked soil, right? This stone is probably a disguise. No one will inexplicably make such a pile of soil in the wilderness. Think about it, if someone accidentally dug this mound and found that there are rocks below, he may not dig it again."

Xiao Zhengrong said, "You can tell if you are disguised or not?"

Chang Wu: "I don't know what is below. This stone alone may be more than 2,000 kilograms. How to move it? Do we still have to build a crane?"

Xiao Zhengrong looked at the big stone, rubbed his hands and said, "Stop away, I'll try it." Chang Wu was still talking, but Feng Junzi pulled aside. Xiao Zhengrong stood firmly by the big stone, bowed his hands slightly and leaned down to the edge of the stone. He adjusted his breathing there, and did not move for a long time, his hands seemed to grow on the stone. The two people watching from afar were waiting impatiently, only to see Xiao Zhengrong suddenly split his hands outward, and the big stone silently lifted from the ground, turned over and fell on the dug soil, and Xiao Zhengrong's feet were also sunk into the soil, not reaching his ankles. His face turned slightly red, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Look at them! You are also martial arts practitioners, you are far from that!" Feng Junzi patted Chang Wu's shoulder, and then said to Xiao Zhengrong: "I'll do it in such a silent way? I thought you would wear a red belt, pull a few more poses, and finally shout..."
Chapter completed!