"Uncle Ming, come here to have a meal!"

Just then, Wu Xie came over and called Hu Ming.

In the camp, everyone made a circle around the fire and ate roughly treated dry food.

"After eating, take a simple rest, nourish your energy, and you will go to the field to work soon."

"Yes, I have found the location of the entrance to the tomb. I will see you next, Panzi."

"With the third master for so long, I should have learned the skills of digging holes well, right?"

While having dinner, Hu Ming said calmly.

"What? We only took ten minutes to prepare lunch simply. Master Ming, have you found the entrance to the tomb?"

Upon hearing this, Panzi was completely confused.

Should I be so fast?

"It's not just about touching the gold lieutenant, finding dragons and pointing acupoints, but also dividing gold dynasty is also the best thing for Faqiu Tianguan."

"Hu Ming should be the best among all the Faqiu Tianguans in the past. It is natural to achieve this level in ten minutes."

The guy glanced at the shocked people and said lightly.

It’s not just about his perception of Hu Ming that he carries with him.

Over the past twenty years, this little guy has also searched for some information about Hu Ming in Sijiu City.

In other words, in addition to Hu Bayi and the others, the young man knew Hu Ming the best at this time.

"Are you sure? Judging from the content of the silk book, the Feng Shui here is strange and very deceptive."

"Generally speaking, the methods of dividing the Jin Dingxue are easily deceived."

After pondering for a while, Wu Sansheng asked with some concern.

"Ninety-nine, when I look at the wind and water, and when the compass cuts the direction, I have eliminated the interference factors."

"Of course, if the Feng Shui level here is not just a second-level nesting, then I might have been wrong."

Hu Ming shrugged, disregarding Wu Sansheng's distrust.

After all, this is the first time they have worked together, and no matter how famous they are, they are just reputation.

Before seeing the actual operation, Wu Sansheng would naturally have some doubts.

"Okay! Then we will start working immediately after dinner!"

After pondering for a moment, Wu Sansheng nodded and affirmed.

After dinner, after a simple rest, everyone followed Hu Ming and walked towards three o'clock.

About a distance of about 100 meters, we arrived at an open space.

Hu Ming calculated slightly in his mind, came to a certain position, stomped his feet gently, and said, "It's this!"

"Yes, judging from the map analyzed in the silk book calligraphy and paintings, the place below should be the place of the sacrificial platform."

"The burial offering is right below. In other words, there should be an entrance to the tomb below!"

"The official Faqiu Tianshi is indeed well-known!"

Wu Sansheng took out the silk book and watched it carefully. After a long time, he nodded in admiration!

The methods of fighting against the nine gates in the south are different from the four fighting against the four factions in the north.

Most of their methods were summarized in countless practical battles, and each company has some special and unique methods.

But I have to admit that in the search for a large tomb, the Tianguan and the Jinshiwei were better.

Wu Sansheng knew that if it weren't for the information from this silk book, even if he stood here, he would probably be difficult to see any clues.

"But just in case, I have to put a few shovels to see... Panzi!"

Wu Sansheng squatted on the ground, grabbed a handful of soil, put it under his nose and smelled it. He shook his head, walked a few more steps, and grabbed another handful.

"Okay!"

"Mr. Ming, please take a look. We have seen your methods of Faqiu Tianguan. Now you can see our methods too!"

Panzi responded and grinned.

Take out a pile of rebar and a shovel head from the bag.

After the installation, Wuxie helped to fix the shovel head and started hammering down with a short-handled hammer.

Wu Sansheng put one hand on the steel pipe, feeling the situation below.

When the thirteen steel pipes were knocked down, Wu Sansheng suddenly opened his eyes and a look of surprise appeared.

"Have it!"

Now, pull out the shovel one by one.

The last hand brings out a cup of tomb dirt.

However, when everyone saw this cup of soil, their faces suddenly turned a little ugly.

Even the young man's indifferent eyes appeared in his eyes.

Hu Ming looked at this scene and was speechless. This cup of tomb soil seemed to be soaked in blood, and even some blood-like liquid dripping bit by bit.

Especially Wu Sansheng and Wu Xie, both of them have read Gou Wu Ye’s notebooks, and Wu Sansheng has been outside for many years, so they know something in their hearts.

"Anyway, no matter what, there is no reason to retreat home at this point. Dig it out first!"

After thinking about it, Wu Sansheng lit a cigarette and said in a deep voice.

Hu Ming naturally would not refute this.

He knew that in this tomb, the place of the sacrificial platform, was indeed suppressing a blood corpse.

Digging holes is the basic skill of the Tushizi.

The few people worked together, and within a short while, they dug a hole that was seven or eight meters deep and straight up and down.

The hole below was very digging. At this time, Panzi had cleaned the surroundings and placed it in front of everyone was a stone wall.

At this time, it was getting late.

Pan Zizheng held a searchlight in one hand and a shovel in the other, as if he was thinking about where to start and smash it.

"Don't touch anything." At this moment, the young man grabbed Panzi's arm and said in a deep voice.

"You're here?"

In the confusing eyes of everyone, the young man looked at Hu Ming.

"Me? You can do it yourself? Why do you have to do it in vain?"

Hu Ming was stunned and asked in confusion.

"Your fingers are strange, completely different from what I know..."

The young man looked at Hu Ming, who was as fair and slender as an ordinary person, and his hands were even more fair and slender than normal people, and he was lightly insulted.

"Okay..."

Hu Ming nodded, he understood what the guy meant.

It's nothing more than that, exploring the acupoint with two fingers is the skill of Faqiu Tianguan for dinner, but Hu Ming's fingers are like ordinary people, without any abnormality.

Close your eyes, put your fingers on the stone wall, and your ears tremble slightly.

Before taking action, Hu Ming carefully distinguished the situation inside the wall.
Chapter completed!