gifted collector

Chapter 330 Something wrong with Pixiu?

Liang Bo watched intently. He didn't speak for a long time. Fang Ming and the others naturally didn't speak either. It was located underground, and there was only one passage leading in. Most of the voices had already been blocked out, so the tomb was suddenly trapped. In the dead silence.

Fang Ming rubbed his chin, thinking that this archaeological work is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The simplest thing is that being in the current situation is already a huge psychological test.

Looking at the calm expressions of Sima Xiangqin, Sun Ming and the others, Fang Ming couldn't help but maliciously guess that these people must be more or less mentally abnormal, right?
I don't know if he knew that Fang Ming was scolding himself in his heart, but Sima Xiangqin turned around and gave Fang Ming a look. Fang Ming was taken aback by this, thinking that he really couldn't curse behind his back.

Fortunately, Sima Xiangqin didn't say anything.

After being startled by Sima Xiangqin, Fang Ming concentrated his mind on everything around him.

After concentrating, he soon discovered some interesting things. For example, he found that there seemed to be something special about the walls of the tomb.

"Huh! What is this?"

Fang Ming couldn't help squatting down on a wall. The color of the wall in front of him is different, that is to say, the top and bottom are different. The color seems to be the same on the surface, but it will be different when you look closely. Similarly, every other section, about ten or twenty centimeters, a layer of soil of different colors will appear.

This is definitely not a normal thing.

It feels like it was built with different soil, and it was built at different times.

For a tomb, this is a very abnormal thing. Generally speaking, such a large tomb is not built by ordinary people with financial resources, so even the suspected tombs are of good quality and the craftsmanship can maintain a considerable level.

You must know that suspicious tombs are originally used to confuse others and prevent tomb robbers. If they are built casually, they will not achieve their purpose at all.

Therefore, great efforts will also be made when building suspicious tombs.

Under such a premise, it is very abnormal for such a situation to appear.

Fang Ming frowned tightly. He was not an expert in archaeology, so he couldn't figure out what was going on after thinking about it for a long time.

Stretching out his hand, Fang Ming's hand slowly slid on the wall from top to bottom, and the rough dirt between the palms felt like sandpaper.

"I heard that in the past when building more important buildings, such as city walls, sand and yellow soil were mixed with brown sugar and glutinous rice. Could it be that such walls were also built in this way? They are quite hard... "

As soon as this idea appeared, Fang Ming immediately lost his mind, because he found that Pixiu had somehow floated out, appearing on the back of his hand.If it's just like this, Fang Ming doesn't think it's strange, because Pixiu can sense treasures in the first place, and its appearance means that there are probably antiques here: Although this is a wall, there may be hidden caves in the wall. .

To Fang Ming's surprise or shock, the Pixiu on the back of his hand was actually three-colored, namely yellow, green and blue. The whole Pixiu was made up of these three colors!

Does a Pixiu have three colors?

This is how the same thing?

This has never happened before!

The only change is that the shades are different, but that is used to identify the value of antiques, why are there different colors now?

what happened?

Pixiu has a problem?
A burst of cold sweat broke out.Pixiu is my biggest secret, and it is also my biggest reliance to survive in the antique business. If something goes wrong, I really want to die.

"What's wrong? What the hell is going on here?"

Such thoughts kept going back and forth in Fang Ming's mind, and he didn't even realize that Sima Xiangqin was standing beside him when he was engrossed.

"Fang Ming! Fang Ming!"

Sima Xiangqin yelled a few times, and found that Fang Ming didn't seem to hear her words at all, and was still squatting on the ground motionless.

"Ah! Fang Ming!"

Sima Xiangqin was taken aback. Since archaeologists deal with mostly ancient tombs, it is impossible to say what is weird about these ancient things. Fang Ming's behavior at this time is really weird. Don't tell me something happened - like bewitched or something?

Being bewitched by evil spirits and seeing ghosts are legendary things in the eyes of ordinary people, but they are actually commonplace for archaeologists.

Seeing that Fang Ming was still motionless, Sima Xiangqin became anxious and couldn't care about anything else. It was too late to reach out, and immediately kicked Fang Ming's shoulder with his foot.

Fang Ming, who was defenseless, was kicked and fell forward, and because he was squatting by the wall, when he fell forward, he immediately hit his head on the wall!
"boom!"

Sima Xiangqin's kick was very powerful, so Fang Ming's impact was also quite powerful. The muffled sound, coupled with her yelling before, immediately attracted Liang Bo and others.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

Just when Liang Bo and the others asked what happened, Fang Ming woke up after a hard bump.

"This...what did you say to kick me?"

Although Fang Ming came to his senses, he didn't know what happened. He thought that he and Sima Xiangqin shouldn't have any enmity. It's out of line, there's no need to kick yourself hard at all.

"This... I... I thought he was bewitched, so I kicked him."

Sima Xiangqin's face turned red. Seeing Fang Ming like this, she couldn't understand that she must have misunderstood, "He...he just squatted there and remained motionless for a while, I thought he... You know... in our line of business, things like this happen a lot."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then Ma Tian laughed, "Hahaha! Fang Ming, that's what happened! Hahaha! But what Xiangqin said makes sense, you won't get revenge at all now , it can only be such a kick for nothing!"

He touched his forehead, the place was red and swollen and covered with dust because of the hard hit on the wall.

"Brother Ma, what you said is indeed quite reasonable. No, it is absolutely the truth. There is really no way to avenge this revenge."

What else?Can you kick it back?This is obviously impossible.

"Fang Ming, what did you find?"

Liang Bo had been dealing with Fang Ming for the longest time, and he knew a lot about Fang Ming's abilities. Apart from other things, Guan Fu's case had been dragging on for a long time, and Fang Ming resolved it as soon as he arrived.

If he was not bewitched by the way he looked just now, then he must have discovered something.

Touching his forehead again, Fang Ming realized that he was actually hit hard, smiled wryly, and said, "This wall... oh, I don't know if it's called a wall, or should it be called a tomb wall? The color of the soil is different, and it looks like three layers. Is this because the materials used are different, or were they built at different times? Why is this happening?"

What Fang Ming was thinking about just now was what was wrong with his Pixiu, but this kind of thing must never be discussed with Liang Bo and others, so he simply "threw" it aside and focused on discussing the wall of the tomb. I think this should also be an important factor in studying why Pixiu changes.

Sun Ming has been digging here, and of course he has the most say in such matters, so when Fang Ming asked this question, he looked at Sun Ming.

Ma Tian passed the conversation at this time and said: "We have also discovered this problem before, and think that it is made of different materials."

Archaeological excavations are cleaned up one after another with small mirrors and brushes. The tomb walls here are of different colors, how could Ma Tian and the others not find it?But they didn't pay much attention, because such situations are often found in archaeology.

However, Liang Bo heard something different, and immediately asked: "This...Fang Ming, you mean that the walls were built in different years?"

After touching his forehead again, Fang Ming felt that his forehead still hurt a little, but he nodded and said, "Yes... I think it's possible... But, I'm not good at it. Professionals, so it's just a guess."

Sun Ming frowned. He is an expert in this field, so he naturally understood what it meant.

If the materials are different, it may have been built in the same period of time—this is what often happens in tombs, especially large tombs; but if they were built in different ages, for example, in different dynasties, The nature changes immediately.

Could it be such a situation?
A tomb was built by different dynasties?And is it an empty tomb?
If this is true, what would be the reason?After thinking about it, the expression on Sun Ming's face suddenly became serious.

"Heh...Fang Ming, your idea is very good, and it may indeed be possible. We have to study it carefully."

It has been a long time to dig here, and Sun Ming has not made a breakthrough, which is why he called Liang Bo—hoping to get some different opinions from him, whether it is academic research, digging Whether it is research on the Internet, what people at his level often need is not a theory, but an opportunity. What Fang Ming said now gave Sun Ming an opportunity or an idea.

(End of this chapter)