Chương 392: Earthquake in Dongqing (XXIV)

The round moon in the sky was covered by a layer of grey clouds, the dim moonlight was darkened and downcast.

Outside of Shangjing city ——

The incessant sound of soil digging increased in volts, a shovel full of soil dug from the hole and thrown to one side. Those ignorant may think which robber is digging his ancestor's grave. With the help of hundreds of people and their hard work, a large hole lies in the ground, by the side laid a huge pile of soil.

"This depth is about right, continue to dig outwards."

If the depth is too shallow, when the rain comes, the soil on the surface will be eroded and the corpses beneath will be exposed.

Conversely, if its too deep, the labor of digging will be too immense, and their precious time cannot be wasted.

Jiang Pengji ripped open a bag full of lime beside the pit. Using both hands she laid a cloth over it, then she took a ladle full of lime out which she found at the rice shop.