Lao Kui tapped the back of Xiaonian's head with the handle of the Luoyang shovel, and said in a very low voice: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Remember, the first rule of our profession is to 'step on the plate' very carefully." He pointed to the soil slope in front of him, "I want you to take a look at the pine forest this afternoon. The soil pile is half a foot high, and the grass grows weirdly - this is the sign of a 'pit', do you understand?"
Xiaonian nodded and tightened his grip on the engineer shovel in his hand: "Master, then... Why are there blue bricks under the soil?"
Lao Kui squatted down and picked at the iron lock rust in the cracks of the bricks with his fingernails: "This is called a 'strainer pit', which means someone has 'dug a hole' through it first." He squinted at Xiao Nian and said, "Learn a little bit, only things that are 'drilled' will leak out. A real good hand can find treasures from the 'second crop'."
Just as he was talking, footsteps came from down the slope. Lao Kui put out the miner's lamp, dragged Xiao Nian into the wild jujube bush, and cursed in his ear: "Listen! It's Li Laosi and the others - his father's grave was pried to death. We're looking for someone right now."
Xiao Nian was so frightened that he dared not speak out, but Lao Kui suddenly chuckled: "Did you see that? If the 'watchman' hadn't been clever, we would have been caught by now. From now on, I will 'check' with you and stop being distracted."
When the footsteps were far away, Xiaonian finally took a breath: "Master, the 'archeology' they called... Is that us?"
Lao Kui spat on the ground: "These bastards will use this word to cover up their ugliness. Remember, we are the ones who eat bad things, don't imitate those who are fake." He patted Xiaonian on the back and said, "Let's go, there is something wrong with this 'hole'. If we dig deeper, I won't be able to use the skills I taught you."
