Time passed both quickly and slowly. During her recovery, An Moxue's family received more visitors in the first few days, but things gradually returned to normal. Aunt Ma and Uncle Ma were persuaded by An Moxue to return to their own homes.

An Moxue also adjusted her study direction.

Besides practicing martial arts, she is also proficient in various weapons. In particular, she has selected some key medicinal formulas left by her ancestors and researched and produced finished medicines, especially the True Word Pill, which is very useful during interrogation. She doesn't just collect medicinal herbs in her space whenever she wants, but collects them as soon as they are ripe.

She filled her days with activities, and after her leg was almost fully healed, she went deep into the mountains and refused to come out, constantly digging for medicinal herbs.

She also added some medicinal herbs to the space well water to improve their medicinal properties. However, due to her cautious nature, she still made two versions of each medicine, one with space well water and one without. She didn't consider herself a smart person and believed that everything should be done with a clear purpose, because it's always better to be safe than sorry.

That day, An Moxue thought about how she was about to go back to training camp. She thought that today was the last time she would go to the mountains. She would stay at home obediently for the next day and then set off the day after tomorrow.

This time, she went to a different place, one she had never been to before. Once inside, she felt the trip was worthwhile, as there were several medicinal herbs there that she didn't have in her space but wanted now.

She was completely focused on digging for medicinal herbs, and kept following them around, so she didn't know where the two little ones had gone.

An Moxue was bending over digging for medicinal herbs in a small gully when suddenly a fox darted out from behind her. Caught off guard, she slipped on the grass and, with nothing to grab onto, tumbled down the hillside.

The hill wasn't very big to begin with, but just as she rolled to the bottom, before she could even react, she fell into a hole. The mud and dirt blinded her, and it wasn't until she landed on the ground that An Moxue rubbed her eyes, wincing in pain. After a while, she dusted herself off and stood up.

The cave was somewhat dark. An Moxue stood still, taking out a searchlight from her spatial storage and putting it on her head. She looked around and saw that the cave, though not large, was quite tall. Some boxes were scattered inside, probably from a long time ago, covered with a thick layer of fallen soil.

She was so glad that there were no boxes where she fell; instead, she landed on a small mound formed by soil that had fallen from the cave. The soil was relatively soft, which relieved some of the force and prevented her from being seriously injured.

She circled the cave, but found no other entrances or exits besides the one that had caused her to fall.

An Moxue took out a shovel from her spatial storage, put on gloves, and began cleaning the boxes.

One box after another, more than ten boxes in total, were rotten. The inside felt like cloth, all wrapped in waterproof tarpaulin, and the outside was also insulated and preserved. An Moxue did not open them immediately, but cleaned them and put them into her space.

The lower box, perhaps crushed by the upper box, was not corroded by the soil and was relatively well preserved. An Moxue cleaned them out one by one, and upon opening them, she found bronzes, porcelains, silver ingots, and gold ingots. At this point, she didn't bother to examine them carefully and put them all into her spatial storage.

Only after finding nothing of value in the cave did An Moxue plop down on the ground.

She looked around carefully but still couldn't find anything unusual.

She stared at the hole that had fallen down, thinking, "It's so high, it's probably not easy to get out! I'd better look for another way out."

She knocked and banged around inside the cave, even checking the ground, but when she couldn't find any other exit, she had no choice but to resign herself to thinking of a way to get out of the cave above.

She found the usable planks scattered on the ground, nailed them one by one to the wall near the cave entrance, and then, using her lightness technique, leaped out of the cave.

Emerging from the cave, An Moxue breathed a sigh of relief. She had escaped unscathed and gained an unexpected windfall. Now, all she wanted to do was hurry home, lock herself in her room, and examine all these things to see if she could find any information about their owner. If they were unclaimed, she could keep them without any guilt.

With that thought in mind, An Moxue picked up the fallen tools and herbs, whistled a few times, but received no response from the two little ones, so she went down the mountain alone.

An Moxue returned home, closed the door, and entered the space. The first thing she checked was the gold and silver ingots, followed by the porcelain. Some of the porcelain was obviously used. From bowls, plates, saucers, to vases, the variety was complete, and the colors ranged from white porcelain to black porcelain to polychrome porcelain. Moreover, they were all from official kilns, with fine textures. They were all high-quality pieces, and some of them should even be palace artifacts.

An Moxue pressed her chest. This was much more valuable than those boxes of gold and silver. An Moxue liked it very much. She decided to pick out a few of her favorites to use as flower arrangements in her study and dining room later.

When she cleaned the bronze artifacts, she found that they were all probably used in sacrificial rites. Some of them must have been used for a very long time, with obvious signs of burning and corrosion from incense ash. However, there was still no clue as to who the owner was. An Moxue thought to herself, "This is another step closer to me being able to own them with a clear conscience."

Finally, when it came time to remove the oil seals, An Moxue's heart started pounding even before she did. She suddenly had a feeling that there might be something here that was related to her.

She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, tore open the first oil seal, and after opening it, she revealed a look of certainty. It was indeed silk, a whole batch of fabric, brightly colored, it was Shu brocade.

The wooden box was cracked, but the Shu brocade was intact and indistinguishable from new. An Moxue admired the wisdom of her ancestors. What kind of medicine did they use to make it waterproof, moisture-proof, and corrosion-resistant?

Next, she unpacked them one by one. All seven oil seals contained precious brocades: a batch of Yun brocade, two batches of Liuguang brocade, and three batches of kesi (silk tapestry). There is a saying that an inch of kesi is worth an inch of gold, which shows how precious kesi is.

There are five oil seals remaining.

An Moxue touched each of the oil seals with her hands, then rearranged them. She opened the first one in order and was shocked. It was a complete set of shamanic priest's clothing, from headdress to shoes, and it was a women's style, made of animal skin and teeth. One of the necklaces caught her attention. It was a fox tooth with a micro-carving on it that was exactly the same as the little fox on her neck.

An Moxue's heart was in turmoil. This was the second time she had encountered something with a little fox pattern. Could it be that these originally belonged to the Nalan family?

What might be inside the other four oil seals?