After two hours of work, the bottom of the pit was finally a meter deep. When it faced the central room, traces of digging could be vaguely seen.
Yu Su jumped into the pit and drew another circle on the side in the direction of the central room. "With this circle as the center, dig out another tunnel with a length and width of one meter."
"Understood!" the burly men replied.
Wang Mian stood outside the pit and could not help but say to her husband, "The direction of the digging seems to be directly below the memorial tablet. Could the evil spirit be there?"
Lin An sighed. "Maybe! Let's continue watching."
An hour later, under the rotation of a few burly men, someone finally dug up something.
That person dug out the thing and sent it out.
Wang Mian looked at it and said with a headache, "It's another wooden box!"
