Feng Junzi was holding a Luoyang shovel and watching the mud core brought out by the scooter on an open space on the construction site. The situation was much better than Feng Junzi imagined. The range and number of tombs were not large. It took only half a day to figure out the tomb branches in most areas east of the community and the depth of the soil layer that needs to be dug. He marked the ground with lime, and asked the workers to dig, and told the workers to be careful not to break the bones, so as not to disturb the dead.

In fact, Feng Junzi himself is really afraid of disturbing the dead. He tried to surround the edge of the tomb where he was hiding the shovel, and would not touch the middle place. He was afraid that he would accidentally touch the corpse below. While working, he introduced to Professor Song, who was standing beside him: "The migrant workers are actually very smart. As soon as I said that they understood that the tombs here were not buried deep. They could easily tell when they could dig the soil boundary. It seems that these civil engineering workers still have a good understanding of the characteristics of the soil."

Professor Song also asked with interest: "If you look at the mud core brought by the scooter, I can also distinguish the approximate depth and shape of the tomb, but how do you know where to shovel in such a large community? At least I can't see the difference from the surface."

Feng Junzi said with a bit of a show of his charm: "This is a question that laymen are prone to asking when looking at archaeological excavation sites. People often wonder why the explorer has to dig so much. How do they know where to dig where to dig? Just like why the Terracotta Warriors and Horses are not all digging into squares but digging into trenches."

Professor Song: "Don't be so angry, just talk about this community."

Feng Junzi continued: "The age of the tombs in this place is close or not, and it is absolutely not too long. I guess it was from the Republic of China period. Tombs in this era are relatively easy to see from the surface. First, look at the weak ups and downs of the terrain, and then look at the small differences between soil and plants. There are differences between the base soil and the soil layer that have been turned manually in terms of hardness, soil color, humidity, viscosity, etc. Of course, this sometimes depends on experience."

Professor Song: "What experience?"

Feng Junzi: "Even an old man walks over, sometimes there will be inexplicable sensations under his feet. This is an indescribable experience."

Professor Song joked: "Looking at how you look like a veteran, why don't you become an archaeologist or just be a tomb robber?"

Feng Junzi smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that I will never be able to become such a talent. I'm not afraid of you to joke with you when I say it. I'm much less courageous than I seem. I'm afraid of seeing dead people. Although I told the workers to dig, I dare not look at what I dug out."

Feng Junzi was just talking, not paying attention to the place where the shovel was lowered, and he approached slightly near the middle of a tomb. When he realized it, the shovel had already pulled out with the mud core. Feng Junzi saw a small piece of white broken bone in the mud core, and suddenly burst into cold sweat and stopped talking to Professor Song.

Feng Junzi was a little panicked and tried not to think about what had happened just now, and then went to another place to shovel. Perhaps because his hand was not stable, or when he touched the stone under the ground, Feng Junzi's hand shook, and with a "click", the long pole of the Luoyang shovel suddenly broke from it inexplicably. Feng Junzi's hand holding the pole was exerting force downwards, and the broken rod was poking heavily on his left foot.

The two of them exclaimed at the same time, and Professor Song quickly asked, "Feng Junzi, aren't you injured?"

Feng Junzi's feet were heartbroken and he endured the laces to untied his shoelaces to see his injuries. Fortunately, he wore a pair of thick canvas sneakers today. The uneven wood broke only pierced a little of the upper, leaving a few shallow wounds on his feet, not much blood flowed, but the socks were dyed red.

Feng Junzi gritted his teeth and said, "I was not injured, but the hit just now was quite heavy, and my foot twisted." As he said that, he suddenly remembered that the small piece of white bone just now seemed to be a piece of the bones of a person's feet. An indescribable feeling surged in his heart, and he felt that the pores in his body seemed to be open.

Professor Song didn't know that Feng Junzi was thinking so much. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he joked: "You shouldn't have said that you were timid just now. You should know that ghosts are afraid of evil people. When you hear you say that you are timid, you dare to bully you."

Feng Junzi was shocked and thought that although Professor Song was joking, this seemed to be the case, but it was difficult to explain to Professor Song more, so he had to say to Professor Song: "Old Song, I can't do it today. Anyway, there are not many left, so you can help me do the rest. You must have learned it after reading it for a long time. I have marked the approximate place. You can just use lime thread to draw the specific location."

Professor Song pretended to be displeased and said, "So you took me, a great expert, to investigate folk customs and just help you do coolies. I can't do anything about it after getting on the pirate ship. Just work hard for a while. I see that only two of us can do this job in this ghost place."

Feng Junzi went back to apply medicine to the instep, and Lao Song changed a shovel rod to continue to explore the mud core. He was not as complicated as Feng Junzi thought, but instead thought it was a very interesting thing. At this time, his cell phone rang. When he saw the number, he found that it was called by the "vix spirit".

Professor Song suddenly felt a very commotion when he saw this number. The man's mind was sometimes very strange. When he was in the coastal area, the "vix spirit" came to him and fled to Guangzhou. He didn't dare to answer the phone. But now when he received the call from the other party in Guangzhou, he not only did not have any scruples or anxiety, but instead felt itchy all over his body and had an urge to be excited.

Professor Song picked up the phone and said in a very tired voice without waiting for the other party to speak: "Baby? Do you miss me?"

"Of course I miss you. I went to Binhai to find you but you were not here. I was so disappointed." A sweet and magnetic female voice came from the phone.

Old Song narrowed his eyes and tried to answer in a gentle tone: "Oh, it's a coincidence. There is a survey project in the south to invite me to come. If I had known you were coming, I would have refused no matter what. You don't know how much I miss you."

"Is that so? What do you miss me? Tell me what you think of me?" A numb current seemed to be heard on the phone, and Professor Song's ears also became hot.

"I dreamed of you last night, dreaming of you and me..." Professor Song's voice became lower and lower, and his expression became more and more warm. The following words were already the content of children's buy.
Chapter completed!