In the western suburbs of Xi'an City, about 45 kilometers away, there is a small village called Ninghua Village, which is remote and unremarkable.
In the early spring of 1999, the road here had not been repaired, and only small passenger cars could pass.
Wang Ji and Zhang Mingming were well-known geologists of that era, and they came to the small village for exploration.
There are several hills in Ninghua Village. Usually, the villagers plant some fruit trees on the hills as a source of income.
Wang Ji and Zhang Mingming told the village party secretary about the exploration. After they communicated, they took the equipment to the small hill on the east side of the stream.
The small hill is called Dejinpo. Dejin, Dejin, as the name suggests, is to get money. The village party secretary said that because the soil quality is good, the peach trees planted by the villagers here are growing very well, and there are many peach trees, so it was named this name.
Climbing halfway up the hill, Wang Ji took out a simple instrument and slowly began to measure.
The remote and impoverished village is rarely visited. This is the first time that I have driven a car with those strange machines and equipment. Everyone feels it is very strange. Adults and children are rushing to join in the fun.
"The filling Q4ml is brown, brownish-yellow, mainly clay and silt, with low compactness. The accumulation time should be less than 5 years, and the thickness is between 1.2-1.5m..."
"The fill Q4al is grayish-white and yellowish brown, with... "
While Wang Ji analyzed it, Zhang Mingming recorded it. The division of labor was very clear, and it didn't take much time.
However, just as the two were about to investigate further to see if there was groundwater in the ground, a woman's scream came not far away.
He looked there subconsciously, but saw a woman slumped on the ground a hundred meters away, while the man beside him looked ugly.
But these are not the places that attract Wang Ji and Zhang Mingzhi, their eyes are all caught by the cluster of blue firelight.
natural gas!
Wang Ji and Zhang Mingming's eyes lit up!
Could it be that there is still natural gas hidden underground in this small mountain village
Running forward with big strides, Wang Ji hurriedly asked, "What happened?"
The collapsed woman had heard from the old people before that the blue fire was a ghost in the underworld who was dissatisfied with the actions of the people on the ground, and deliberately lit the blue fire to give a warning to the living, but she had never seen the ground suddenly lit up with blue fire. Huoguang, thinking of the old people's words, the woman's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up, she shivered, and she couldn't speak.
Seeing that the woman didn't speak, Zhang Mingzhi quickly turned around and asked the man next to him, "What's the matter with this fire?"
The man swallowed his saliva, and when he heard Zhang Zhizhi's question, he returned to God: "Oh, it's like this, just now my family and I came to the hillside to loosen the soil for the peach trees, and we were going to add some fertilizer. Just after I lost a cigarette butt, it suddenly lit up here..." The man paused, thinking that they were experts, and probably knew something, and hesitantly said: "Look at my land, isn't it auspicious? ?"
Wang Ji smiled and waved his hand, "This is probably natural gas."
As he spoke, he said to the village party secretary, "Secretary Tian, you should first keep the villagers away from the golden mountain. If there is real natural gas underground, it will be a little dangerous." Whether it is inhalation or burning to cause an explosion...
When the surrounding villagers heard that it might be in danger, they hurriedly took their children and left. When the villagers were almost gone, Wang Ji and the others took out a gas detector to check.
The two people who were excited to think that there was natural gas in this small village were soon disappointed. Before their detection was over, the cluster of flames disappeared. At the same time, the detection results showed that there was no natural gas here.
"There is only one possibility." Wang Ji shook his head in disappointment, "There are a lot of corpses buried here."
"This used to be a cemetery?" Zhang Mingming put away the detector and looked around, "I didn't see a single tablet? If it was a cemetery, why wouldn't the people here know about it? Could it be an ancient tomb?"
"Look at the soil below, don't you know?"
Probe shovel down to 20 meters and bring out the underground soil layer.
Half a month later, Wang Ji looked at the research report and couldn't help but said happily: "I guess that old-fashioned Li Guoxian is going crazy."
"Yeah, what about the thousand-year-old tomb..."
Ninghua Village began to be lively. After almost two years of excavation, Jinshan was almost leveled, and the thousand-year-old tomb buried deep in the ground appeared in front of everyone.
The bones and coffins of nearly 1,000 people emit a pungent stench of decay, which persists for a long time... Shocking and creepy...
Li Guoxian, the most senior archaeology professor at X University, looked at this amazing tomb and sighed, "The burial pit, this is just one of the burial pits!"
Such a scale of martyrdom is much more than that of the former Duke Qin Tomb, and it must be owned by an emperor!
I just don't know which emperor's tomb this is!
Archaeological work does not happen overnight, nor is it piled up as quickly as high-rise construction.
In the past 12 years, the development of the city has turned earth-shaking, and high-rise buildings have risen. The former Ninghua Village has become a major archaeological site. The local villagers also moved to another place five years ago.
Tan Cheng came here with his tutor Li Guoxian since he was a graduate student. Now he is in the third year of graduate school, and he has also stayed in this village for two years.
When he came to this Ninghua Village, the excavation of the main tomb was just beginning, and after two years, only one-fifth of the excavation of the main tomb had been carried out.
There are too many burial objects, each of which is a rare treasure and invaluable, so they cannot be careless.
It's just that for their archaeologists, they have seen too many such artifacts, and the only thing that interests them now is not these gold artifacts and bronze tripods, but the identity of the tomb owner...
Yes, after so many years, they still haven't found information about the owner of the tomb. After nearly 14 years of excavation, they have guessed again and again and denied it again and again.
Who is the owner of the tomb? Not only has this mystery not been solved, but it has become more confusing due to the excavations in the past year...
And such fascinating archaeological work was stopped because of what happened last Friday.
Qin Cheng's fellow apprentice, Jiang Bo, who graduated the year before, died. The cause of death is unknown...