As soon as he entered the deep pit, a dark and damp atmosphere instantly surrounded Meng Fei.
As Meng Fei went deeper, the light around him became dimmer and dimmer.
Meng Fei looked up and saw that the hole, which was originally as thick as a water tank, had now become the size of a football.
Fortunately, the vines are long enough, otherwise I would have to climb up and find a way.
Meng Fei crossed his legs, wrapped the grape vines around his feet, and leaned against the wet cave wall to rest.
At this moment, the little wild boar seemed to sense Meng Fei above and began to howl vigorously.
Meng Fei judged from the sound that the little wild boar should be not far from him, probably about three to five meters away.
Thinking of this, Meng Fei did not hesitate and slid directly along the grape vines into the cave.
As soon as my feet touched the ground, a furry and warm little thing came over.
The wet little nose kept nudging Meng Fei, humming in grievance.
"Alright, alright, it's okay, we'll be out right away."
Meng Fei picked up the little wild boar and comforted him.
Only then did Meng Fei's eyes adapt to the darkness of the cave. He looked around and found that this was a man-made cave, and it was no more than three days old.
Because some broken tree roots are still dripping water.
Moreover, the bottom of the cave is not big and there is no other exit.
Meng Fei scratched his head in confusion.
"What's going on? Who has nothing better to do than dig a hole in the mountains?"
After walking around, Meng Fei didn't find anything that might provide clues, so he put the little wild boar into his backpack and climbed up.
After climbing out of the deep pit, Meng Fei released the little wild boar.
When the little wild boars saw that their good brother was rescued, they happily turned around on the spot.
Just as Meng Fei was about to take the little ones away, a metallic reflection attracted Meng Fei's attention.
"Hm? What?"
Meng Fei walked to a pile of earth and reached out to pull out an object that was half buried in the soil.
Looking at the object that looked like a shovel in his hand, Meng Fei felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember where.
I saw that the object was composed of a cylindrical steel shovel and a wooden pole that could be extended.
There was a small piece of black soil left on the steel shovel.
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At this time, netizens in the live broadcast room also started to become active.
[This thing looks so weird! ]
[It looks like a shovel, but whose shovel looks like this? It's so weird.]
[If I rely on this thing to dig a hole, I will be exhausted to death. ]
[I know this thing!! I've seen it on TV!! This is the Luoyang shovel!! It's specially used for tomb robbing!]
After hearing this netizen’s comment, Meng Fei’s live broadcast room instantly became lively!
[Oh my god! Luoyang shovel! Isn't this something that only exists in novels! ]
[This live broadcast is worth watching, you can also see this rare item. 】
[Speaking of which, where did the tomb come from in this remote place? Who would build a cemetery here? ]
[That’s right, if we bury it this year, the grass on the grave will be as tall as a person next year, and we won’t be able to find it.]
Looking at the comments in the live broadcast room, Meng Fei frowned slightly and couldn't help muttering in his heart.
"Could it be tomb robbers? That shouldn't be the case. What stupid thieves would come to the wilderness to rob tombs? Besides, there is no such thing in the Greater Khingan Range..."
Thinking of this, Meng Fei couldn't help but pause.
"Could it be for the treasure of Guan Dongjun?"
There is a legend circulating in the Greater Khingan Range that after the Plaster Army surrendered unconditionally, the Guan Dong Army stationed in the Greater Khingan Range at the time was unable to take away all the looted supplies.
So they dug a cave and hid dozens of carts of gold, silver, jewelry and cultural relics inside.
According to the older generation, the truck rushed through the mountains for three days and three nights.
There were dozens of carts full of gold.
As for the location.
Nobody knows.
Over the years, countless tomb robbers and treasure hunters have come to search, but all have returned empty-handed.
When Meng Fei was a child, he once asked his grandfather why he didn't go look for it.
Grandpa looked at Meng Fei lovingly and said:
"Silly child, can we find this thing just by looking for it? So many people have wanted to find that treasure over the years, but none of them succeeded, and in the end, they all returned in disgrace.
What's more, they didn't have the ability to bring the treasure back when they were little, and they have even less ability now. If they dare to come, I will shoot them!"
After that, Meng Fei never mentioned the search for treasure again.
Thinking of this old event, Meng Fei couldn't help but smile. His grandfather's heroic spirit had always been engraved in his mind.
Meng Fei took a deep breath, calmed down his longing for his grandfather, and prepared to leave.
But before he could take a few steps, his eyes were fixed on a birch tree.
I saw a mark on the snow-white tree trunk, which was left by someone using a knife.
The inverted triangle mark!
Meng Fei's heart sank! A bad idea came into his mind.
So he quickly turned off the live broadcast and called Zhao Tianming, director of the Forest Guard Bureau.
The phone was answered as soon as it rang, and Zhao Tianming's serious voice came from the other end of the line.
"Xiao Meng! Have you discovered something new?!"
"Director Zhao, I suspect that the purpose of that group of poachers is not simply poaching wild animals, but to find the treasure of Guan Dongjun!"
"What!!!"
Zhao Tianming exclaimed from the other end of the phone, and then there was no reply for a long time.
At this time, Zhao Tianming in the office looked pale, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were full of solemnity.
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