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Chapter 149

One evening a few days later.

Yang Liang appeared in the wilderness carrying a shovel.

"Walking eight miles to the west, I saw a big locust tree with a crow's nest on the tree..."

Yang Liang recalled what Canniang had said to him. Not long after walking, a forest appeared in front of him.

In the middle of the woods, there is a large locust tree, about ten meters high. There is a crow's nest on it. Several black crows are circling in the sky, making squawking sounds.

"Turn left along the tree three and a half times, turn right three times, walk ten steps to the left, ten steps to the right..."

Yang Liang felt that he was really deceived. It was just a few nonsense words uttered by a female ghost. He still took it seriously. By spinning around, he was walking in circles.

Yang Liang walked left and right, stopped to compare the position of the sun, and looked down. Among the dead branches and leaves, there was a small red flower, shivering in the cold wind.

It is here.

Click!

The shovel in Yang Liang's hand fell to the ground and cut the little red flower in the cold wind in half.

He used a shovel to separate dead branches and leaves, revealing the hard black earth beneath.

"Dig down about a foot."

The soil has been frozen and is almost as hard as stone. Yang Liang's shovel was smashed hard, but only a thin layer was cut.

Fortunately, Yang Liang was no stranger to digging the ground. He was originally a long-term worker.

In the past few days, he found a village and got a shovel just to prepare for today.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
After digging out the top layer of frozen soil, the soil began to become soft.
Not long after, a pit the size of a person appeared on the spot. Yang Liang waved the shovel and continued to expand downward.

A tree root appeared in the red soil, blocking Yang Liang's downward shovel.

He put down the shovel, pulled out the machete from his book bag, and after a few blows, the root of the tree was chopped down.

Continue down.

The soil beneath our feet slowly became dry and felt like fine sand.

Yang Liang stood the shovel aside and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Fortunately, I have become much stronger recently, otherwise, I would not be able to dig such a big deep hole with my own strength.

At this time, he looked up and saw a faint skylight outside the entrance of the cave, which made him feel like he was sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

Yang Liang squatted down and separated the sand with his palms. A solid object appeared in the soil a few inches below.

Yang Liang knocked it with the handle of the knife, making a thumping sound.

empty.

He inserted the blade into it, and after a few blows, he took out a yellow brick.

The brick was one foot long, one hand high, and about four fingers thick. Yang Liang knocked it, and found that the texture was good, with a crisp sound similar to gold and stone.

It is here.

As expected, Canniang didn't lie to herself.

Yang Liang began to expand the hole with the machete in his hand, and removed a few more bricks until the hole could accommodate one person, and he ducked in.

There was a long corridor in front of me, and because there were no lights, it was pitch black.

Yang Liang's eyesight has improved a lot since he started practicing rice transplanting. Even in this extremely dark situation, he can barely see.

But only barely.

He touched the wall of the corridor with his fingers and felt the clear knife marks, which felt warm to the touch.

This is repaired step by step with a shovel, and then baked over a rice fire after completion.

Yang Liang silently picked up the knife, covered his face with a black cloth, and continued.

After walking about ten steps, there was a fork in the road ahead. "Take the first left at the intersection."

Yang Liang silently recited the words Canniang taught him and continued to move forward.

"At the second intersection, turn right."

This underground cave is more complicated than I imagined. The tunnels inside extend in all directions, and I don’t know where they lead.

Thanks to my good memory, I haven't had any deviations until now.

Voices suddenly came from the distance. Yang Liang lowered his head and hid his figure in the darkness.

This is not the first time he has been a thief, and this is not the first time he has encountered this kind of thing.Therefore, although I was a little surprised at this time, I was not panicked.

A lantern came slowly, followed by two people.

"Father, please come this way. It's dark inside. Please watch your step."

Yang Liang heard that the voice was somewhat familiar. He quietly looked over and was suddenly startled when he saw the man holding a lantern:
It's Lu Xiuyuan.

There was another person following him, who was a head taller than Lu Xiuyuan, but he looked a little sickly.

Who is this person and why Lu Xiuyuan brought him here.

"Is the prince still in good health?" Lu Xiuyuan bent down, not illuminating himself, but illuminating the path under Li Changtang's feet.

Li Changtang sighed and said: "The prince is worried about state affairs, and his health is getting worse day by day. It will take at least two or three years, and he will not be able to survive this winter at any time."

"Ugh……"

Lu Xiuyuan wiped away his tears and said sadly: "Your Majesty, you have worked too hard. You must take care of yourself."

"Okay, okay, all you have to do is do your thing, you don't have to worry about the rest."

"Don't dare to fail to do your best." Lu Xiuyuan said: "The imperial master has chosen this geomantic treasure land. I have people working on it day and night, and the repairs are almost complete."

The two walked forward while talking, and Yang Liang gradually couldn't hear what they were saying.

After the two left, Yang Liang poked his head out of the darkness and breathed a sigh of relief.

He now understands more or less that this place turned out to be an underground palace, the tomb of a certain prince in the capital after his death.

Lu Xiuyuan is the person who supervises the construction of the tomb here.

No wonder there are no people around here for dozens of miles, and there is only Lu Xiuyuan's lonely house. It turns out that is the reason.

But what happened to the ghost Canniang?

At this time, Lu Xiuyuan and Li Changtang had already walked away. Yang Liang was about to follow them when another person came from a distance.

In their hands they carried tables, chairs, benches, vases, coffee tables, and exquisite paper figures.

"Slow down, slow down, this is the prince's favorite. If it gets damaged, watch out for your insecurities."

Another man who looked like a eunuch appeared. He had a high-pitched voice and held a handkerchief between his two fingers, waving it constantly.

Yang Liang knew that people at this time had the habit of building underground palaces, especially some high-ranking officials, who wanted to bring their wealth during life to the world after death.

He found every opportunity and quietly slipped through the crowd.

With a few lanterns lighting up, Yang Liang could see more clearly, and the situation in the underground palace could be seen at a glance.

It was as if an above-ground garden had been moved underground. There were gardens, verandahs, rockeries and flowing water. Yang Liang even saw a pond measuring one acre square.

He was hiding in the darkness, appearing and disappearing. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he saw Lu Xiuyuan walking in front again, holding a lantern.

Lu Xiuyuan led Li Changtang into a large hall.

Yang Liang followed quietly. He performed the fish tail step lightly and without making any sound.

"My father-in-law, please come here. This is the palace of the prince. The Imperial Master has already seen it. The prince sleeps here. He will be rich and noble in the future."

(End of this chapter)