777米奇影

“Only children make choices; if I were the host, I would choose them all!”

“My goodness! Both at once? Wouldn’t that break the host’s back?”

“Hahaha, what’s there to be afraid of? We can always soak some goji berries in a thermos!”

“That’s right! With such beauties, Li Bai once said, ‘We must seize life’s pleasures to the full! Drink wine today, for tomorrow we may die!’ Are you afraid of emptiness? Then don’t pursue girls, especially beautiful ones like these.”

Luo Feng led everyone and quickly arrived at the spot filled with treasure markers.

They began digging from the outermost marked point. However, after only half an hour of digging, they saw a helicopter overhead.

Since there was no landing area in the mountains, they could only lower a large net filled with backpacks and equipment from the archaeological team. Several people, secured by safety ropes, also descended from the helicopter, holding onto the ropes.

“Master Gu?” Luo Feng glanced over and recognized an old acquaintance, initially thinking it was another wealthy person trying to snatch the treasure.

“Little Luo, are you still digging?”

“Yes, Master Gu. Our beautiful Miss Su claims that there is excellent feng Shui here. So, I decided to dig and see!” Luo Feng replied with a grin.

“Miss Su understands feng shui?”

“Of course! Look at who her master is. A great teacher produces outstanding students – there’s truth in that saying.” Luo Feng boasted, then pointed at the mountain peak behind him,

“There are seven ancient tombs back there, and the coffins haven’t been opened yet. I figured since you’re getting paid by the government and have nothing to do all day, I’d tind you some work.”

“You little rascal, what kind of talk is that? What do you mean ‘getting paid by the government and doing nothing all day’?” Although the official archaeological team was indeed quite idle, there must have been a better way to phrase it. Luo Feng was probably the only one who could get away with saying something like that. Otherwise, if the national archaeological teams heard this, the boy would be drowned in saliva as teams across the nation would curse incessantly at him.

However, with the speed at which Luo Feng was discovering treasures, all the national archaeological teams would have to treat him like a revered ancestor. “Haha, just kidding. If you’re interested, you can work overtime tonight. If you’re not busy, you can start tomorrow morning!” Luo Feng suggested.

“We will definitely go now! We’ll take a half-hour break and then set off!” Gu Santong said and added, “Of course, no matter what we find inside, it’s all yours, and it will always be yours!” Gu Santong glanced at the many treasure hunters in the mountains who seemed to have found nothing but were in high spirits.

“Enough talking, let’s go!” Luo Feng did not pay too much attention to these competing treasure hunters. After all, a burial site might have at most one million worth of burial items, and if that were the case, he would not even bother competing for them. They could do whatever they wanted.

On Gu Santong’s end, after opening the coffins later on, he found that the burial items were similar to those that Luo Feng had discovered: some pottery jars with inscriptions from Xianyang. Generally, the coffins were the most valuable part of the collection, while the burial items themselves were just trivial. Nonetheless, more than a dozen archaeologists were still enthusiastically studying them, not at all put off by the scarcity of the burial items.

On the other side, Luo Feng continued digging. After a few shovelfuls, he examined the soil and laughed, saying, “Brothers, this time, there is truly a large tomb beneath us!”

“A large tomb? How can you tell?”

“Here it comes, the host’s secret feng Shui technique! Everyone, take out your notebooks and start taking notes!”

“Damn it, he’s looking at the soil texture. What does this have to do with feng shui? I’m truly impressed by you clueless people.”

“Looking at the soil texture is separate from feng shui; this is called science.”

Luo Feng squatted down and asked, “Do any of you recognize this type of soil?”

“I only know three types of soil: loess, black soil, and white clouds.”

“Damn, are white clouds soil?”

“Yes, they are, Sister Dan Dan!”

“This soil? It seems to have many colors, doesn’t it?” Luo Feng laughed and said, “You don’t recognize this? This is Wuhua soil!”

“In the archaeological or tomb-robbing world 20 years ago, there was a saying, ‘Practice brings true Imowledge.’ Any superficial judgment is less reliable than actual action. To find a burial site, examining the soil is crucial. That’s why, at the beginning of this century, the ‘Soil Master’ (tomb robber) from Nanhu invented a marvelous tool called the ‘Luoyang Shovel’ to effectively detect underground soil layers.”

Through this tool, you can investigate the underground soil conditions and determine the soil grade. The quality of the underground soil becomes apparent. If the soil dug up contains ‘Wuhua soil,’ it means there’s likely a tomb beneath.”

Luo Feng continued, holding up the Wuhua soil in his hand, “What is Wuhua soil? It’s a soil layer containing a mix of gypsum, metal, wood, cinnabar, mercury, and limestone. In addition, during the digging process, you can effectively judge the underground conditions by assessing the force exerted on the shovel’s bottom. Experienced experts or tomb robbers can tell whether they’ve encountered a rock or a coffin based on the force at the bottom of the shovel.’

“How can I put it? Although modern archaeology has various detection devices, sometimes these ‘standard devices’ are no more effective than a tomb robber’s experience. After all, their experience is the culmination of wisdom handed down over thousands of years.”

After Luo Feng finished speaking, the barrage of comments in the livestream soared. However, very few people truly understood his words. “Although I only partially understood, it still seems reasonable!” “Knowledge changes destiny; this is true for every profession!”