I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 449, Archeology
The early morning fog, mixed with the air-conditioning, swished through the gaps and penetrated into people's clothes.

Wang Xiaoquan walked hummingly in the middle, carrying a total station on his back. There were two escorts on his left and right. The three of them took turns carrying this heavy total station.

There were more than a dozen people in this group. They walked among the steep mountains in the south, looking for roads where there were no roads. They crossed over cliffs and climbed mountains and waded for more than three hours before reaching the ruins on the top of a mountain.

They got off the bus at the foot of the mountain at six in the morning, and now they have arrived here at 09:30.

After confirming the tentative location, everyone looked up and saw that the ruins were hidden in the grass. A few trees were growing crookedly, and only a few low walls were prostrate on the ground. The rest had long been submerged in the grass.

"Everyone, take a break to drink some water."

Because the old man with a gray beard took off his hat and fanned the wind, and asked everyone to sit down, and gave an uneasy instruction.

"If you want to eat, you can't eat now. You need to take a breath before eating, otherwise you may get a stomachache."

The three-hour journey had already made everyone’s backs sore and legs weak. Now they didn’t care whether it was dirty or not, so they found a relatively flat place to sit down.

A group of people drank water and ate, paying no attention to the beautiful scenery around them. No matter how good-looking it was, they were not in the mood to look at it after being tired for three hours.

The mountains in the south look dark green even from a distance in winter. Only when you get closer can you see the dead grass and fallen leaves on the ground.

After the group of people took a breath, someone started to speak.

"Is this the legendary Jinping Temple?"

Wang Xiaoquan had candy in his mouth and his voice was a little slurred.

Tang Pingping used her feet to pull at the dead leaves on the ground.

"Anyway, the route we found in the county annals is this way. It should be right, but the damage is a bit serious. The county annals said that it was built in the late Southern Song Dynasty and was abandoned in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. It was not that long ago. It should not be inaccessible here. It was so completely destroyed.”

"So it's up to us to discover the secret."

A boy with a buzzcut beat his leg.

Tang Pingping whispered softly when she heard this.

"What are you digging for? Over the past year or so, we have been digging everywhere. No matter what we excavate, we can't take over. We are either in the car or on the way to the car. We don't know what the professor is looking for."

She majored in archeology, and since then she has always told them to do protective excavations when any ancient tomb has been damaged or stolen.

I have never explored and dug a little bit like this before, and if I find something is wrong, I leave immediately. This is not like archeology, this is like a tomb robbing behavior.

They started all the work in the past year and started changing places within two days of working. Others took over all subsequent work and results.

For a newbie in archaeology, she felt frustrated no matter how much she thought about this kind of thing.

Wang Xiaoquan saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he took out his mobile phone and started to smooth things over.

"When I saw Shihu just now, I took a photo. Which of you wants it?"

At this statement, all the young people became energetic.

"I want I want."

"I want it too. That stone tiger is so sensitive. I just saw a tail. You can actually take a picture. You must be too fast!"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoquan couldn't help but feel proud.

"That's because I have sharp eyes. I was the first to see it. When I saw it, I took a photo with my phone and then greeted you."

This remark caused a burst of boos from everyone.

"We all want it. It's troublesome to send it one by one. You can send it to the small group." Wang Xiaoquan stood up with his mobile phone and looked for a signal. Finally, he shook his head regretfully.

"It's another place with no signal. Let's wait until we get back. When we get back to a place with signal, I'll post the photos in our small group."

No signal is a common thing for them, and there is nothing to complain about.

"Okay, don't forget this."

A 40-year-old middle-aged man sitting next to the old man laughed while watching the interaction between the young people.

"It's better to be young. After walking such a long way, I only rested for a while and felt energetic again. It's not like us, who are old. I still have cramps in my legs."

"Oh~, you can't say that. You are old, but I am not. I am in great shape now, but I am not inferior to a young man at all."

The person who spoke sounded like he was from the Northeast, and his voice was loud and clear.

"I really don't like staying here or in the south this winter. Staying here in the middle of winter makes me almost suffer from rheumatism."

After everyone talked for a while, the uncle with a Northeastern accent stood up and greeted everyone.

"Okay, okay, I'm out of breath now. My hands and feet should be numb from the cold if I sit any longer. Stand up and move around. Find a good position and set up all the equipment."

Although everyone sitting there was still very tired, in the winter in the south, the cold and damp air stared at them like poisonous snakes spitting messages, threatening to crawl on them if they didn't move.

"it is good."

A group of people climbed up slowly, looking for a suitable place to place the instruments.

This job is familiar to these young people, and they quickly found a location. The first step was to pull weeds.

After working for a long time, a clean area was cleared. Everyone started setting up instruments, setting up drones, and those who were good at shoveling started digging. Everyone performed their duties in an orderly manner.

After all the preparatory work was completed, the old man who had been silent for a long time carefully took out an anti-collision metal wrapped tightly in a towel from the schoolbag behind his back.

He took the box and went to Tang Pingping who was digging the hole.

Next to it was a large piece of plastic sheet with more than a dozen small mounds of soil on it.

The soil was dug out by Tang Pingping with a shovel and piled up according to the distance dug vertically downward. Each small pile of soil was numbered.

There are four or five of these plastic sheets on site.

The old man opened the box in his hand. There was a golden ginkgo leaf lying inside.

He carefully took out the leaves and buried them in the first mound. After 5 minutes, he took them out. When he saw that there was nothing wrong with the leaves, he was not discouraged and continued to bury the leaves in the next mound.

He has been doing this job for a year and is mentally stable.

What you need to do archaeological work is patience.

The colleagues and students around him were not curious when they saw his strange behavior. At first, they thought the professor might have taken the wrong medicine, but now they are indifferent to this obviously abnormal behavior.

When taking the leaves out of No. 13 mound, the old professor glanced at them without paying much attention, and buried the leaves into No. 14 mound.

Tang Pingping, who was drinking water next to her, suddenly opened her eyes.

"Professor, the leaf stems of the ginkgo I just saw seem to be green!"

(End of this chapter)