Heiyun walked up to Wei Yunlan, rubbed his head against her calf, and then raised his head as if to seek credit.
Wei Yunlan immediately praised him: "You are amazing. You actually found this place!"
Moonlight poured in through the open door.
In the dim room, one could vaguely see grain bags piled next to each other, and the small room was filled to the brim.
Wei Yunlan didn't bother to continue being shocked. After leaving, he pushed open the door of the room next door. The room was still full of food.
The same procedure was repeated for all five thatched huts.
Wei Yunlan took out a kerosene lamp from the space, lit it, and walked into the house holding the lamp stand.
Squatting down and directing the light towards the grain bag, he saw a big Chinese character "庆" (Celebration) embroidered on the lower right corner of the bag.
She hurriedly looked at the other bags, and sure enough, the word "Qing" was embroidered on every bag in the room.
He casually untied the bag of grain in front of him. It contained new grain, corn that had just been harvested this fall.
Wei Yunlan took a deep breath, and an answer was about to emerge in his mind.
This is the batch of disaster relief grain that Qingzhou sent to Huangzhou!
The people from Qiuhuzhai moved the grain along the way and hid it here?
"Heiyun, go back and call for help." Although I don't know why there is no one guarding here now, it is impossible for such an important place to be left unchecked all the time. We have to quickly pass on the news that the food is here.
Hei Yun's speed of descending the mountain was undoubtedly much faster than Wei Yunlan's.
Hearing Wei Yunlan's command, Heiyun subconsciously wanted to run, but after taking two steps, he turned back and looked at Wei Yunlan with some concern.
"Go quickly and come back soon, I can take care of myself." Wei Yunlan nodded seriously, and Heiyun turned around and rushed down the mountain without looking back.
I have just looked at the thatched houses in the front row, and I haven't opened the doors of the two locked mud-brick houses in the back row to take a look.
Wei Yunlan was just about to go over to check when he heard a rustling sound coming from the woods to the right of the house.
“Crunch.”
“Crunch.”
It is the sound of feet stepping on dead branches.
Someone!
Wei Yunlan dodged and hid in the gap between two mud-brick houses.
The next moment, a hoarse male voice was heard, as if he was talking to himself, "What just ran down the mountain?"
"It can't be a wolf..."
"Didn't they say there are no wolves near the gorge? Damn it, Feng Lin is such a little bastard, leaving me alone on the mountain. No, I must ask the boss to send a few more people tomorrow."
The footsteps were getting closer.
Wei Yunlan had already put the kerosene lamp back into space, holding a long sword in one hand and a silver needle in the other, ready to go.
When the man who was muttering and cursing passed by, Wei Yunlan dodged and rushed out, throwing three silver needles at the man's head at the same time, and the sword cut across his neck without hesitation.
The man's cry of surprise was heard but it stopped before he could finish. The next moment, there was a loud bang and he fell to the ground. There was no more sound.
Wei Yunlan checked the other person's breath and made sure that he was completely dead before he stood up and walked to the door of the mud-brick house.
She put her hand on the door lock, and the big iron lock hanging on the door was directly put into the space.
The door lock is lost and it opens with just a push.
Unlike the thatched houses in front which were filled with things, this mud-brick house was much more spacious. There were only two rows of grain bags placed against the wall. Wei Yunlan walked closer and saw that there were no markings on the grain bags, and they looked a bit old.
After opening it, it was found that the grain inside had indeed changed color slightly. It was not this year's new grain, but grain from last year or even longer ago.
There was nothing else in the house except these two rows of grain bags. Wei Yunlan walked into another mud-brick house next door and saw the same situation.
Although these grains are not new, they add up to about 400 to 500 buckets. Although this is less than one-tenth of the disaster relief grain that Qingzhou gave to Huangzhou this time, it is better than nothing and can be of great use at a critical moment.
After thinking about it, Wei Yunlan put the grain bags into the space.
Then she walked back to the next room and put the two rows of grain bags against the wall into the space. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly noticed that after moving the grain bags away, the marks on that piece of ground were different from other places around.
It seems like a new layer of mud.
Wei Yunlan's expression froze, and he hurried back, squatting on the ground and tapping a few times with his fingers.
There's nothing underneath!
There is an underground secret room!
She took out a shovel from the space and chiseled the ground a few times, but the ground did not move at all.
There were no traces of any path leading underground.
Wei Yunlan frowned and thought hard, when suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.
She put the shovel away again, squatted on the ground, and pressed her hands tightly against the empty ground below her. She concentrated all her attention on putting everything in the secret room below into the space.
I repeated this silently three times in my mind, but there was still nothing new in the space.
Wei Yunlan couldn't help but frown, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
It shouldn't be.
She had used this method before when she took away Luo Feng's room full of silk. Putting aside the weight, the warehouse full of silk at that time was much larger than the mud-brick house in front of her!
Could it be because she didn't see anything to collect?
Or is it because there is an extra layer of obstruction?
It can't be that this invisible underground secret room is bigger than the warehouse where the silk was originally stored, right?
Wei Yunlan seemed to be thinking about something. He took a deep breath, put aside all distracting thoughts, and tried to concentrate again to take away the things in the underground secret room.
She kept repeating the same thing in her mind.
After repeating this for more than twenty times, I suddenly felt dizzy.
His feet went weak and he fell from squatting to sitting on the ground.
"Miss Wei?"
"For the girl!"
At the foot of the mountain, voices calling her could be heard from afar.
Wei Yunlan sat there and took a moment to relax before his blurry eyes regained clarity.
I stood up by supporting myself on the ground and walked out of the house, and saw the light from torches in the forest below approaching the mountain.
Immediately afterwards, a black shadow rushed before his eyes.
It was Heiyun who brought Zou Yun and the others here!
Wei Yunlan felt relieved and leaned against the wall outside the house, letting out a long sigh.
Then I remembered to check what had happened.
She vaguely felt that she must have taken something out from underground.
The fingertips hanging by his side gently rested on Heiyun's forehead. Wei Yunlan leaned his back against the wall, closed his eyes slightly, and sank his consciousness into the space.
You won’t know until you see it.
I was shocked when I saw it.
She had originally only placed things on the left, right and lower three sides of the extremely empty space. At this moment, the inverted triangle in the upper part that was supposed to be empty was filled with food bags!
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