The straw is very thick and hard, but the toughness is very good, and the veins of the wheat itself are several times longer than ordinary wheat, and the tendons are several times longer than ordinary wheat.

It almost spread to a depth of several meters underground.

But apart from these, there was no difference.

As for the soil, the soil here is relatively damp. Han Sanqian got some soil with his hands and smelled it, and found that the soil had a strong fishy smell.

Other than that, nothing else was found.

"Did you find anything different?" Su Yingxia asked.

"The land is very fishy, but I don't know why it is very fishy."

Su Yingxia also picked up a piece of dirt and smelled it, but it was really true: "It seems to smell like blood."

Han Sanqian nodded, which is also very strange about him.

Why is there anything to do with the smell of blood here? !

"Three thousand, I have a bold idea." Su Yingxia said.

Han Sanqian frowned: "Say it!"

"Could it be that the ground here is watered with blood

? "

Hearing Su Yingxia's guess, Han Sanqian was taken aback.

However, if you think about it carefully, there is indeed such a possibility.

"There is a way to prove this conjecture." Han Sanqian frowned.

That is digging.

The soil outside is absorbed by the wheat and exposed to the sun above, so even if there is blood, it is probably absorbed and scattered.

But the more you dig down, the more you will be more or less reserved.

It's like digging for water.

As long as it is deep enough to a certain extent, then it is possible to find the water hidden in the ground.

It's just that no one knows how much blood was used here, and naturally no one knows whether there is still blood left underneath.

"Try it, it won't come in vain."

After the words fell, Han Sanqian moved his hands directly...

There is no hoe, and it is impossible to use a hoe. After all, if you wave it, you are afraid that others will not see you digging here.

The most concealed method that can be used is actually something like a dagger.

Han Sanqian lazily used this kind of thing to transport energy directly to his hands, put a protective cover on his hands, and dig directly with his hands.

It is really difficult to do so, but the effect is not without effect.

About half an hour later, Han Sanqian was already sweating profusely, but the hole he dug was getting deeper and deeper. JrNovels.com