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The wind in the cave was faint, the blowing candles trembled and fluttered, and the shadows of the three of them were drawn long.

Ling Yanchi, however, followed the two of them and stared at the cave carefully. The cave was about one foot wide. The two of them were parallel, and the height was less than two feet. The shape of the walls is also not very regular.Obviously, gunpowder was buried all the way from the entrance of the cave to blow it in, and judging from the place with light at the entrance, there are quite a few such slender caves in this mountain.

I have to say that this method is much better than directly digging a road to the middle of the mountain to blow your brains and chill your heart. You must know that although there are fewer things that can be placed in this way, it is safe, and there is still some support at the bottom of the mountain.Furthermore, the noise is small, and the explosion from the middle is too loud. If someone who has never seen the world plays a piece of music in the name of an earthquake, it is not a joke.

Therefore, from the perspective of material and brain power, the possibility of ordinary people committing crimes is almost zero. After all, ordinary people can't get gunpowder.Then the person behind this scene may really be a big shot.

Chen Yunyu's arm was gently grasped by a hand, and Ling Yanchi's facial features were highlighted by the candlelight. There was no smile on his face, and he said firmly, "I think it's better for you to go back."

"Why?" He was a little surprised. Didn't this man run very fast when he caught the thief earlier? Why did he shrink back at this time? Could it be that he was mistaken, this man is actually a straw bag wearing a hero's skin?

"Let me ask you first, what will you do if you find out something?"

"Of course it's a complaint."

"Where did you report it, and with what identity?"

Chen Yunyu was slightly stunned, and said sullenly: "If the whole Yingtian Mansion is full of people who eat vegetarian food like this, then I will bring this matter to the capital!"

Ling Yanchi glanced at him subtly, and said with a bit of toothache: "Did you forget that your father is the vassal king? You don't stay in your fief and go to Yingtian to do it." Things? Take a step back and say, even if they believe your words, they still have to send someone to find evidence. What they say is unsubstantiated. Okay, now you come and tell me, is it the prestige of the group of bandits you caught or the Minister of the Southern Military Department? Are your words more convincing?"

Sure enough, Chen Yunyu didn't move, looked at the deeper part inside which was flickering bright and dark, and said solemnly: "Am I just looking at their fish and meat people like this, and doing nothing?"

Ling Yanchi shook his head, pulled the two of them towards the entrance of the cave, and said, "I'm not telling you to do nothing. There's a long story to tell, and you won't be able to explain it clearly for a while. You go to the foot of the mountain to hide first." Wait for me, it is more convenient for me to act alone, lest I will be wiped out and there will be no rescuer. I will tell you the next plan when I go back!"

So the two were pushed down the mountain like this. Ling Yanchi seemed to have found something interesting, and when he insisted on making an appointment to wait for him to go back, the two had to meet with each other by barking, and they would not leave if they didn't bark. over him.

When Ling Yanchi returned to the entrance of the cave, he knocked a guard unconscious, and very wickedly took off the man's clothes and put them on himself. Now there are only two eyes left to see his face, and finally he was able to walk in with a gun openly.

That person seems to be called Manager Zhang?

The smell became more and more unpleasant as it went deeper, a smell of sweat accompanied by the stale smell of the cave, like an old sauerkraut that had been buried for hundreds of years. Thoughts were vigorous and uplifting, but he still endured it, the candlelight became dimmer as he went in, and many candles on the mountain wall were extinguished. It seems that this manager knows how to keep in good health, knowing that he works at sunrise and rests at sunset.

The lights were almost extinguished, and Ling Yanchi knew he had arrived. He paused, and it was rare to feel a bit of relief in this dark cave—the inside is really big, and there are neat long boxes one yard at a time. It was piled up in front of his eyes, filled with all kinds of weapons. With a cursory glance, he could see the Yanling Saber, spears, and bundled bows and arrows. If he read correctly, there were a few firecrackers mixed in...

The corner of the halberd leaked out from the wide gap outside this smoky box. From head to tail, it looked like centipede feet. The middle view was occasionally blocked by the edges and corners of the mountain wall that had not been cleaned, so that he didn't know what the box was. How long is the row, but the height is not very high, about five feet.Seeing these weapons, he confirmed his guess that the identity of the perpetrator was good.

He calmly walked towards the inside, just like the outside, there were guards standing at intervals with guns, ready to fight, Ling Yanchi blinked at one of them without blushing, and said with a smile on his lips: "Mr. Where are you sleeping?"

It was so natural for him to ask, as if he had been an old friend for many years. The person who was asked had a dazed face, "Who is he, why did he know me, did I forget him, shouldn't it?" Finally, with an apologetic attitude, he pointed to Ling Yanchi calmly.

"Thank you brother, I will give you benefits later." Leaving aside the big words, he turned along the road on the left, holding a piece of gold leaf in the palm of his hand.

Manager Zhang is taking a nap, the bed he sleeps on may be the most valuable thing Ling Yanchi has ever seen here, he has been wicked for some years, so he squatted down and pushed it unceremoniously so that his sleep was drooling Cross flow, a middle-aged man with big ears, maybe because he didn't have enough strength this time, the man rolled over on his buttocks and fell asleep again, muttering something in his mouth.

This time he hit someone directly, and slapped him on the face. Before the fat man got angry, he put the prepared obedience in front of his eyes with a smile, and the stupid man immediately turned from fright to anger. Surprised, the process was quicker than a blink of an eye. He snatched the leaf, sat up straight with his legs spread apart, coughed twice pretendingly, and said, "Although I am the biggest here, what do you want? You can mention it," pointing to some people here, and said: "Choose a seat."

Ling Yanchi smiled a little insincerely, and said, "I want to patrol the infield."

Manager Zhang didn't understand very much, and said suspiciously: "This is the hardest thing, you have to keep walking, are you sure?" He was still a little vigilant, at least he wasn't as foolish as he seemed.

Ling Yanchi nodded, looking yearning: "I have liked to play with weapons since I was a child, and seeing them makes me happy!"

If Chen Yunyu was here, maybe he could prove it for him, because he had seen it with his own eyes.

But no one can testify that the fat man also believed it, because he was sleepy, and the fat man who got cheap Zhang started to turn his face and chase people away, closing his eyes and said impatiently: "Okay, hurry up, if the original one is not convinced, let him do it." !"

I've never seen someone so greedy, Ling Yanchi said "tsk" in his heart, and left without doing anything superficially.

Soon Ling Yanchi found that person, and finally bought him with a piece of silver, and successfully made him leave obediently without talking too much.

He has a purpose, because he does not believe that there are only weapons here. Once there are too many weapons, it is easy to associate with some kind of rebellious thing, that is, rebellion, and if you want to make a big deal, you need one more thing, that is The money he spent casually just now.

He found a suitable position - the very end of the long centipede, where the guards who stood like wooden stakes could not see, then jumped up like a cat, and the man fell on the top of the box and stood firm , squatting down, staring at the inside of the box and looking hard, row by row without leaking, these things are stacked up layer by layer, making his eyes sore in the dark space, but it is still a little rewarding, Among the many boxes that are ventilated on all sides, he finally found a few nails that fit perfectly. He counted them, and there were five large boxes.

It is these five boxes, buried under many weapons, which firmly act as the backbone of this nondescript arsenal.He guessed that the money was in it, and all ideas were empty talk until they were confirmed, and he was never a person who talked about it.Whether it is or not, you will know if you explore it.

He took out a small thing the size of a thumb from his purse and weighed it in the palm of his hand, success or failure depended on it.

He has been weak since he was a child, and when he was less than one year old, he was fostered by his parents in the Ichigo family on the mountain. He was skinny, and the family didn't pay much attention to him, so they threw him a small gadget, which was this thumb-sized magnet. Since then, he has embarked on a life where he would suck any black thing he saw, and would feel uncomfortable if he didn't.When he went down the mountain five years ago, he took this gadget with him, but he didn't expect it to be useful now.

It's just that he wronged his purse, and I'm afraid he will have to throw it away again. This purse is quite heavy now, and the silver ingots and copper plates that he used to perform before are all in it.He wants to throw the purse down now, the location is the key, first of all, it can't fall directly to the bottom, otherwise, it will be troublesome and time-consuming to move so many boxes, this is not his home, there are too many variables, in case of panic Secondly, it cannot be stuck between the two boxes, otherwise the purse may fall to the bottom during the moving process, so he needs a magnet with silver inside.He wants it to suck on the weapon.

Spotting a gap between the boxes, he threw the purse down. It is true that the magnet has suction power, but it is too small after all. It was carried by the silver and fell for a certain distance before being attracted by the halberd. With a "ding", it It stuck firmly to the top and did not move. It happened to be in a weapon box on top of the five boxes. The location was not very good.

Then Ling Yanchi started to perform, he jumped down and yelled in surprise, a guard next to him heard the sound and said impatiently: "What are you yelling for in the middle of the night, you made me sleepy!"

Ling Yanchi pointed at the box and said innocently: "My stolen purse fell into it!"

Those who can be inside are those who have experienced him and understand him, so he casually said: "There is a lot of money in it, if there is not much money, I can just go and make some money tomorrow."

He pretended to be disappointed: "Many, how many golden leaves..."

Incredibly, there are several gold leaves!The squinted eyes of a few people also widened.

Ling Yanchi is not an ordinary person, he is not happy at all, he still has the face of a little daughter-in-law: "Forget it, I don't want it, I will go out again tomorrow!" The wonderful thing is that he even sighed.

"Ah~"

How loyal these people are, they patted their chests and said: "What are you afraid of, find out if you fall in, we are all brothers, can you help me with this little favor!" After finishing speaking, Ling Yanchi spontaneously responded lifted the box.

It was just that the old man, who had been extremely disappointed just now, moved back a few steps, and looked at the mountain wall as if he had no bones—he was holding back his laughter.Seeing that he didn't come forward, a guard glanced at him. Ling Yanchi noticed his gaze, and he seemed to be holding back on the way with an expression that was about to burst out laughing. Now he really looked a little uncomfortable. The brother was kind-hearted and couldn't help comforting him: "Don't be too sad, you can take it out right away."

To be honest, he dared not move except nodding now, he was afraid that he would really be unable to hold back, and if he suddenly "hahaha", the plan would be over.

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Gunpowder and long spears are all harmonized, grief comes from the heart...