Douyazi and I squatted in the corner of the wall, chatting all the time.

"Is that a tower?" Douyazai suddenly pointed to the northwest and asked me, where it was about a few hundred meters away from us.

I nodded and said yes, telling Douyazai that it was the White-Yi Temple Pagoda. If I remember correctly, it should have been built in the Ming Dynasty and after reconstruction, it will be under the jurisdiction of the Lanzhou Museum.

Douyao sucked the dried soy milk and bit the straw and said that the tower was quite high.

After saying this, he pointed to passers-by and said, "Look at how about that sister? I'm really not afraid of frozen legs. I don't even wear long-lasting pants under my skirt."

"Look, look, that sister is here! We're watching us!"

I ignored Douyazi.

I haven't been sleeping much in the past few days. I have been running back and forth in Lanzhou, Yinchuan and Lanzhou. I am really sleepy and I haven't heard anything Douyazai said. Slowly, I sat on the ground and fell asleep against the wall.

I felt like I hadn't been sleeping for long, but when I opened my eyes, the street lights were already on on Qingyang Road.

It's evening.

I rubbed my face hard and asked Douyazi why I didn't call me when I fell asleep, and what time it was now.

Dou Yazai smiled and said, "I saw you drooling just now, so how dare you call me? Don't worry, I didn't sleep and kept staring at me. From the afternoon to now, the gate of the courtyard is locked, and no one is in and out. When will we climb over the wall and enter?"

"It's almost nine o'clock..."

I opened my mouth and yawned. Seeing that there were still people on the way, I said I would wait, and I would talk about it later than 11 o'clock.

I squatted for another two hours, and when it was 11:30 in the evening, there was basically no one on the road, and if there was a car, I would occasionally drive over one.

"Action." I stood up and said.

As a result, I almost fell down as soon as I got up. Douyazai was quick-eyed and almost held me up.

I squat for too long, and my feet are numb.

It was so numb that I didn't dare to move. I took five minutes to recover.

There was no one around at this time.

I put on a double-layer labor protection glove, stepped back more than ten meters and started running, then kicked on the wall with one foot, exerted force with both hands, and tightly grasped the wall.

I smiled after feeling the glass shards on the wall.

It doesn't hurt at all.

Then I climbed into the yard with the wall.

The courtyard was pitch black and there were weeds under my feet.

"Come in quickly, don't be too slow," I shouted out of the wall in a low voice.

"Wait now, wait first, someone is here." Douyazai's voice came from outside the wall.

Five minutes later.

"No one, I'm here in Fengzi." Douyazi turned over to the wall?

"Quick, I'll take you."

"No, you get out of here." Douya squatted on the wall and shouted me to retreat.

After I took two steps back, Douyazi jumped directly from the wall.

It was dark and I turned on the lighting of my phone, then bent over and walked out of the yard sneakily.

There are quite a few houses in this courtyard, with seven bungalows. There are weeds in the courtyard and many iron cages are piled up in the corners of the wall. I guess these iron cages were used to raise rabbits before.

Dark, Douyazai whispered: "Hey, Fengzi, it doesn't seem like someone has lived here."

I said I don’t know, but I have been squatting for a whole day and I have to go into the house to take a look.

All seven bungalows were locked, and the glass on the windows of some rooms was gone, leaving only a window frame. People could get in directly by stepping on the windowsill.

I went in one by one.

There was a smell of mold in the room, all of which were broken furniture with spider webs.

However, when I found the fourth bungalow, I found something was wrong.

The previous few bungalows were dilapidated and there were not even windows, but the fourth bungalow had a new window, and I saw that the lock was also new.

After confirming that there was no one in the room, Douyazi wrapped his hands in labor protection gloves, and smashed the window with one punch, and the broken glass was scattered everywhere.

"Go in and take a look." He got in first, and I followed closely behind.

Compared to the previous room, this room was obviously cleaned, and the dust on the floor was much less, and the rotten furniture had been cleaned up, and a layer of black and gray plush carpet was also laid in the house.

Douyazai and I held up our phones and looked at each other.

What does all this mean?

It's very likely that someone had stayed here before we came in!

I just don’t know if it’s the person from the Blue Sky Singing Clause.

Then I searched carefully in the room to see if I could find something.

Really discovered something.

Douyazai saw a stack of wood boards in the corner of the wall. The wood boards were piled up together and tied with iron wire. They had been packed and seemed to have not had time to take them away.

I pulled out one and looked at it. The wooden boards were less than one meter long and about forty wide. There was a row of gaps in the front and back sections of the wooden boards, which were somewhat similar to gears.

After seeing everything clearly, my face turned very bad.

"What's wrong with Fengzi? Is there something wrong with this pile of wooden boards?" Douyazai asked.

I pointed to the wooden boards that I didn't have time to take away, and said with a dark face: "They're all fucking blocks, for tomb robbers."

In our business, the sub-plate is also called a hole board. It is used to support hole stealing. It is not necessary to use a sub-plate when making any holes. Put aside the complex soil structure first. Under normal circumstances, the sub-plate will only be considered for reinforcement when making a curved hole.

There are generally three types of holes that people in the industry make.

Vertical type: The hole is vertically downward and leads to the near the coffin of the tomb chamber. When making such a hole, you should pay attention to the safety of entering and exit. If it is a large tomb in the Western Zhou Dynasty of the Warring States Period, it may be more than ten meters deep. If the foot slips without a rope, it will fall to death.

Slope type: Compared with vertical holes, the route is slightly longer, but it reduces the risk of falling and dying. Generally, these two holes are the most common.

Bending type: vertical type to horizontal, slope type to horizontal, long line and large project volume. Under normal circumstances, people in the industry would not choose this. Digging a horizontal well is also a type of curved type. Because the hole is too long as the overall hole is stolen, the support of the hole needs to be reinforced at the corner to prevent the hole from collapsing.

In this case, the wooden board needs to be supported by force. If ordinary smooth wooden boards at both ends are used, the foundation is soil, and the force will deviate after a long time, and the hole may collapse at that time.

On the contrary, the two ends of the pocket board are made into gear shapes, so that they can get stuck and stabilize. As long as they don’t touch it after supporting the hole, they will generally not be able to run away, which greatly improves the safety during production operations.

What surprised me was the number of these boards.

So many, who piled up here?

"What's wrong..."

I stepped on the carpet in the house and began to walk forward step by step. Douyazai asked me what I was doing. I waved my hand and signaled him not to speak for now.

When I walked to the northwest corner of the house, I suddenly stopped and stood at the corner of the wall.

"From you, take off the carpet," I ordered.

Douyazi swallowed twice, squatted down and began to suck the carpet outward.

The carpet was uncovered bit by bit, revealing the original cement floor.

At this time, I found that the cement color in some places was not matched with the surroundings.

Next, you can imagine that when you find something to smash it here, a big hole appeared on the ground.

The cement is only a thin layer, separated by wooden boards. This trick is called fake burial in the row, and it is a temporary way to deal with theft holes.

Douyazi took his cell phone and lay on the ground and looked into the hole.

"The grass! It's too deep! Where the hell is this? Is there an ancient tomb under the rabbit field?"

My heart was pounding, and I had guessed it.

Blue Sky Blowing Class...

This group of people don’t know what their identities are, they are too brave!

This is not in the wilderness, this is in the downtown area!

Once the thief cave collapses, passers-by walking on the road above may fall down at any time.

And the goal of this group of people...

I walked to the window and looked northwest.

It is night in Lanzhou, and a solid brick tower standing in the distance makes it particularly eye-catching.

It is the pagoda of the White-Yi Temple.

And this tower happened to be within the wall of the Lanzhou Museum.
Chapter completed!