This girl is called Bai Zhiqiong. The Bin County Auditorium is an industry passed down from her family. By her generation, it is exactly the third generation.

I didn't understand at first. Since she knew that Manager You often had a full body bag, why did she pretend not to know what she did?

It was also later that Manager You and her grandfather had a very good brotherhood relationship. The old man of the Bai family was in poor health, but he was still alive, so she didn't want to break up.

Another point is that this is the most important.

Bai Yiqiong had a relationship in Bin City at that time. She knew that she would plan to demolition in a few years and build a large square. The demolition fee would be a huge sum of money.

That's why she wasn't worried about the business being bad. The summary is, "Whatever you want, I'm waiting to be a demolition household and lie down."

How dare you do this without the courage?

I'm not afraid of what she said, because as long as I don't say it, she can't guess that I'm a tomb robber.

After leaving the office, Manager You paced back and forth anxiously.

"How about brothers? Is there any revealing stuff?"

I looked back at the office, smiled and patted Manager You on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'll give you a good roundness."

"Good brother!"

Manager You was overjoyed.

"He's a big help, I'll take the time to treat you to dinner, brother."

Walking from the auditorium back to the small building, it is close to lunch time.

"Master, are you still watering the flowers? The sun is not strong, don't freeze."

"It's okay, young man, I water it like this every year, haha."

After a few casual words, I went back to the building.

There was no one in the hall, Tingting was leaning against the chair and was silent, snoring loudly.

"Cough!" I walked in and coughed.

Tingting stood up suddenly.

"Welcome to visit, just take a look."

"Tingting, people are coming and going. What do you think of sleeping in broad daylight?"

She rubbed her eyes and muttered, "It's you, Brother Xiang, I was shocked. I didn't sleep at night, so I must be sleepy. Now it's just nap time. Do you think everyone is like you, but it's a night owl that doesn't sleep."

"Okay, okay," I said with a smile: "You go upstairs and rest. I'll see you, have you come back from taking a shower?"

Tingting said she had just come back and played poker and bets upstairs.

It's daytime now, and it's past 12 noon. No one in the square went home for dinner. I closed the store. As soon as I went upstairs, I heard the sound of playing cards.

"Grass! Can you see the cards when you pump?"

"Hey, Lao Wei is wrong with you. I'm just playing cards."

After I entered the house, they looked at me. The three of them were sitting on the bed and were throwing a bunch of change from one to two yuan on the bed sheet. Wei Xiaogang and Huangmao all paid money after reading the cards. The water pump did not read the cards and followed the bus. The three families of Jinhua didn't open the cards, so they kept throwing money.

"Yellow-haired, if you don't have a big card, just run away. This one has a golden flower." Wei Xiaogang reminded.

"Haha, what about Jinhua? Lao Wei, are you still afraid of his boring cards, let's see who can't stand it."

The three continued to stalemate and threw money on the bed sheets.

The water pump sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a cigarette in his mouth and said, "That's right, that's what's interesting. My water pump is known as the king of northern Shaanxi. Once I'm bored, I will never open the card. Only others can drive me, and no one else can drive me."

I saw Wei Xiaogang taking a golden flower with a very small point. He threw it for more than 100 yuan and couldn't resist running away. Huangmao was overjoyed when he saw this and threw it directly, looking at the water pump card.

As a result, Huangmao took an A, he was cheating.

The water pump is the most awesome. He was bored and won more than 200 yuan in one hand, which made Huangmao and Wei Xiaogang's face turn green.

"We're all here, stop playing, prepare to work." Yang Kun said upstairs.

"Working? Boss is during the day. There are hundreds of people in the small square and dozens of people in the stadium."

Yang Kun glared at the water pump: "You guy want to be lazy. It's noon, who's out for a long time? It's okay. I've seen it. If we lock the door, no one will come. Hurry up and put on our shoes and go downstairs."

Under Yang Kun's urging, the water pumps and several others were in a panic and put on their shoes and went downstairs.

Yang Kun locked the door when he hung a sign outside that said "Renovation is under suspension and business is suspended".

Remove the two rows of shelves and roll up the carpet to reveal the wooden boards covered on the floor.

Take off the wooden board and send it down to the ladder, bring gloves and headlights to the water pump, and take the shovel and climb the ladder first.

"Yo," Ma Aiping, who is older, suddenly covered her back: "Boss, I worked so hard yesterday. I might have had a wind in the morning after taking a bath. Now I suddenly feel so painful."

"Old Ma, I think you are a lazy donkey and have a lot of urine on the shit! Look at how active the water pump is in the work!"

After Yang Kun finished scolding, he turned to me and said, "Xiaofeng, go down and serve Lao Ma."

My eyelids twitched and I thought, when the fuck did I become a little wind?

This guy sounds like a novice face.

No matter how much I complained, I still agreed with a smile on the surface.

Last night, I drew the door with white dust on the wall, and the water pump was spitting twice, swung the pointed pickaxe, and started digging the soil.

I used a shovel to shovel the soil into the bucket, pulled out three packs of ropes and lifted the bucket up. Yang Kun and Tingting were guarding the window, and he stared outside without blinking. After all, this was during the day.

Digging a thief hole is different from digging downwards. Digging forward is easier to work. As long as there are no big stones, a sharp pick can be cut off a large piece of it at once, and the soil will fall down like it rains. In a short while, people can already get in.

He didn't even have to eat. From noon to around 8 pm, Yang Kun secretly bought a box of lunch and asked us to come up for dinner.

At this time, the thief hole was dug about ten meters forward, and a small building had already emerged underground, leading to the square outside.

After slapping the dirt on his body, everyone sat on the ground and ate a boxed lunch. They knew they were doing physical work. Yang Kun didn't pick up the food. There were braised pork and big meatballs in the lunch box, and each of them gave a box of milk.

"Brothers, we're working hard, we'll keep working after dinner."

I shook my head with the lunch box: "Brother Yang, this is not what we do. We pay attention to efficiency and also pay attention to rhythm. After eating, we should rest enough and continue to do it. We can dig up the underground palace under the tower in a few days."

He thought for a while, "That's OK, listen to you."

The water pump sat on the ground, and the color was still, giving me a thumbs-up.

After eating, we rested until after 12 o'clock, we brought our headlights and climbed down the ladder.

The water pump half-kneeled on the ground and digged the soil without saying a word.

I am different. I always look up at the situation, because I haven't even put the wooden board yet, so I'm afraid the hole will suddenly collapse.

People in the industry said that when digging a horizontal well with a distance of more than 100 meters underground, they are most afraid of two points. One is to deviate and the other is to collapse. I have been influenced by the eyes and told me many examples, all of which are holes that collapsed, people buried in them, and died of lack of oxygen.

In the past, tomb robbers used three-inch wide thin plates, three bundles together, and a stick was built underground. Now they all used gap plates that were more than 20 cm long, and the gaps were stuck together against the gaps. If the soil was not too loose, you could not hit the stick.

The tomb of Marquis of Haihun in 2011 was done by Ma Datou. When the archaeological team went down the robbery hole, the first thing they saw was the robber. The tomb robbers didn't have time to take them away and were all soaked in the puddle.

I was not here to accompany them to their lives, so I paid special attention to the loess above my head.

Huangmao turned her head and said loudly, "What have you been watching all the time? Are you lazy? Dig it quickly!"

"fifty thousand!"

"fifty thousand!"

The water pump kept shouting slogans to cheer himself up.

He digged the soil very hard and didn't seem to worry about the safety of the hole stolen.

Suddenly, a pickaxe was dug into the soil, and the pickaxe was stuck.

He pulled it out, but didn't pull it out.

"Damn it, is it stuck on the stone? It can't be pulled."

"Come on the yellow hair and help me pull it out."

Huang Mao straightened the headlight and cursed: "Water pump, what the hell did you use? Did you use it all for Tingting?"

"Get out of here! It's really stuck, I'll help you."

Huangmao and the water pump grabbed the pickaxe handle together, but they didn't pull it out for the first time.

Huangmao said I didn't believe in evil anymore. He stepped on the wall with his right foot, leaned back his upper body, and pulled out hard.

This time I pulled it out, but due to the great inertia, the yellow hair fell to the ground.

The iron pickaxe brought down a large block of earth.

I seemed to see something reflecting, so I looked carefully with the light.

It doesn’t matter when it looks like this, the yellow-haired face turned pale!

I was so scared that I couldn't speak incompletely and began to instinctively retreat.

It's a snake.
Chapter completed!