He greeted the driver so familiarly, and smiled casually. Suddenly, he saw two people sitting behind him, with a stern figure, and he retreated unconsciously, giving the driver a puzzled look.

The driver shook his head and said with a teasing voice: "I'm talking to you, the young couple went to Linshui County for vacation. Why? Hahaha, do you have any opinions?"

The driver was very smart in these half-joking words. He neither offended Long Junchen and the others, nor revealed their identities in disguise. Of course, this is their identities in the eyes of the driver.

Long Junchen nodded slightly, looked at the man, saying hello, and Yehu snuggled in Long Junchen's arms at the right time, like a sleepy little pig.

The middle-aged man was still a little suspicious, but he didn't say anything more. He took a heavy and tired step and chose a seat to sit down. Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and noticed that a thick bag was dragging behind him, which seemed to be filled with mud.

The driver started the car again, and the speed was not fast, and he was slowly moving forward on the dark country road.

Long Junchen looked at the soil scattered from the bag and his brows slowly frowned. The soil was very moist and sticky, and it stuck to the ground like ketchup. But he felt that this moisture was not because the soil was wet by rain or melted snow water, but because the soil was like this.

"What, is there something wrong?" Ye Hu noticed Long Junchen's slow frown and slowly approached Long Junchen's ears, as if he was asking a question from his throat.

Because the two of them were talking in Japanese, Long Junchen was not worried about being heard by others, but he still kept his voice low when answering the question.

"You look at some soil, sticky but not thick. The soil has undergone chemical reactions. Simply put, this is not ordinary soil, it is tomb soil, buried by dead people." Long Junchen held his chin with one hand. This knowledge is quite unpopular. If he had not been to the Dragon Walker and knew some tomb robbers, he would definitely not be able to see the mystery hidden in these soils.

"Tomb soil?!" Ye Hu raised his eyebrows lightly, looking at the heavy bag, puzzled, "What should I do with such heavy soil? Is this soil very fertile because it has been buried by dead people, so is it easy to plant?"

"No," Long Junchen shook his head, breathed slowly, stretched out his index finger and explained on Yehu's nose: "It's for the sake of getting old."

After Long Junchen finished speaking, seeing Ye Hu still looked confused, he couldn't help but lick his lips and added: "Linshui County has always had a special identity, that is, calligraphy and paintings are fake, porcelain is used to make old, calligraphy and paintings are often judged to be authentic and fake, and calligraphy and paintings are used to be paper, while many porcelains are used to be mud."
Chapter completed!