Life in siheyuan era

Shen Lan Yin slowly woke up, feeling herself being held in someone's arms. She struggled slightly and heard Zhou Zhiyuan's voice, "Don't move, it's too cold here."

Hearing him speak, Shen Lan Yin felt a chill and hurriedly snuggled closer to Zhou Zhiyuan. She looked around but saw only darkness, so she asked in a low voice, "Where are we?"

"I can't answer you right now, I'm looking for the answer."

Hearing this reply, Shen Lan Yin realized he was walking, his footsteps occasionally making a 'crack' sound. She immediately asked, "What's that sound?"

"Pebbles."

Shen Lan Yin was not satisfied with this answer and asked in a low voice, "You stepping on pebbles makes a 'crack' sound?"

"That's where you're wrong..." Zhou Zhiyuan replied smugly, "My Diamond Foot is just that powerful. If you dare to kick me again, I'll..." He couldn't finish his sentence. What could he do if Shen Lan Yin kicked him again?

He had no solution, but Shen Lan Yin insisted on asking, "You'll what?"

"Sigh..." He sighed, then replied, "I'll surrender."

"Heh..." Shen Lan Yin chuckled softly, then said, "Put me down."

But Zhou Zhiyuan replied, "It's pitch black here, we'll move faster this way."

Hearing his reply, Shen Lan Yin asked doubtfully, "Can you see?"

"No..." Zhou Zhiyuan replied, "I'm walking by instinct. Be good, I need to concentrate."

Shen Lan Yin stopped talking. It was very cold here, but she felt warm and cozy in his arms. A wave of drowsiness washed over her, and her eyes closed involuntarily.

Shen Lan Yin had actually fallen asleep. Hearing her even breathing, Zhou Zhiyuan relaxed. That tall figure appeared in his mind again. Following the orange thread, he walked towards that direction, the sound of 'crack, crack' coming from under his feet.

It was the sound of stepping on human bones, but Zhou Zhiyuan had no choice.

He needed to track down that tall figure. They had exchanged blows in the closed passage. The tall figure's martial prowess was extremely high. If the passage hadn't suddenly changed, the possibility of his shoulder being smashed by that iron hammer would have been extremely high.

The opponent's martial arts were superb, and he was wearing iron armor, impervious to the belt's attacks. He wielded an iron hammer so skillfully that it was impenetrable, preventing Zhou Zhiyuan from executing close combat several times.

When he was in an extremely passive position, Shen Lan Yin's sudden intrusion caused the closed passage to lose its balance, and then it spun, sending them both here.

Upon entering this space and feeling the cold, he immediately took off his fleece jacket and put it on Shen Lan Yin. He then used her flashlight to take a look, and immediately turned off the light when he saw the ground covered in corpses.

After thinking for a while, he decided on a goal: to find a way out with the tall figure as the target. There were more than a dozen paths here, and only that figure could guide him to the path he needed to take.

He was walking forward in this darkness, relying on the guidance of the orange thread.

Meanwhile, in front of a building, a fully armed squad of elite soldiers boarded military trucks.

Subsequently, Zhang Limin and Shen Lanbo walked out of the building and boarded the driver's seats of these two military trucks respectively. The trucks quickly drove out of the compound.

And in the office upstairs, Section Chief Luo stood in front of the window, watching the team depart. He turned to Shen Jue beside him and said, "Old Shen, we will definitely find them."

But Shen Jue shook his head gently and slowly replied, "Their safe return is only one aspect. The important thing is to crack this closed passage. If this danger is not eliminated, disaster will strike sooner or later."

"Yes..." Section Chief Luo had the same thought and said in a deep voice, "This danger must be eliminated. I am confident that I will report to the chief tomorrow and immediately rush to Fangshan. Do you want to go with me?"

This idea was very simple, but he was going to do it according to this idea. He walked through three caves along this path, feeling that it was warmer here. He sat down cross-legged, holding Shen Lan Yin, and raised the star chart to guide the orange thread to wander through the meridians of his body, feeling a warm current flowing around his body.

This was the spiritual energy of the jade scepter. Orange had integrated it into the orange thread, allowing it to wander through the meridians of his body several times, completely restoring his physical strength.

At this time, a slight sound came. Zhou Zhiyuan opened his eyes and immediately saw two green lights appearing in front of him. The black cat had actually appeared, standing in front of him and making a "meow" sound, standing on its hind legs and raising its front paws to bow to him.

Seeing its expression, Zhou Zhiyuan pointed to his shoulder. The black cat actually understood his meaning, and with a whoosh, it jumped onto his shoulder. Zhou Zhiyuan got up and walked in the direction indicated by the black cat.

After passing through two caves, he saw a light illuminating the area. He saw two figures, one tall and one short, fighting together. He turned to look at the black cat and saw it pointing to the short figure. He asked in a low voice, "You want me to help the short one fight the tall one?"

"Meow..." The black cat replied, indicating its affirmation.

But Zhou Zhiyuan hesitated. He looked down at Shen Lan Yin, then turned his head and asked, "Can you protect her?"

"Meow..." The black cat made a low cry, stretched out its claws, and pointed in that direction.

Zhou Zhiyuan looked in that direction and saw a conical object lying there. Looking at its shape, plus two wings, it was an airplane.

Seeing this object, Zhou Zhiyuan's first reaction was the closed passage. He immediately sneaked over and felt extremely lucky to see the hatch open. He said to the black cat in a whisper, "Open the closed passage and send my girlfriend back. I'll help your master kill that guy."

He was full of sincerity, but the black cat shook its head, indicating its refusal.

Zhou Zhiyuan continued to discuss with it, "I can't go all out with her here."

But the black cat still shook its head, pointing to the machine inside the cabin and making a soft meow sound.

This action made Zhou Zhiyuan understand that the machine was the closed passage transmitter.

Looking closely, he was sure that the machine had been burned out. His plan had once again fallen through.

At this time, he couldn't help but sigh that his luck was really terrible.

While he was sighing, he heard the black cat "meow" again and stretched out its paw to point in that direction.

Zhou Zhiyuan turned his head to look and saw that the short one had been knocked down and was constantly rolling on the ground, dodging the tall figure's iron hammer.

After smashing several hammers in a row, the tall figure casually picked up a large knife and chopped down, and the short one immediately fell into extreme danger.

The length of the long-handled broadsword reached about 1.8 meters, more than a meter longer than the iron hammer. This length allowed the tall figure to chase and slash at the short one. No matter how he rolled, the broadsword would follow him like a shadow and roar towards him.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Zhiyuan couldn't hesitate. The short one was his only hope to get out of here. He gently placed Shen Lan Yin on the floor of the cabin, then turned to the black cat and said in a low voice, "Protect her."

Then, with the black cat's "meow" sound, he rushed out, picked up a spear, grabbed it in his hand, and then threw it over.

At this time, the tall figure was about to slash the short one with his knife when he heard the sound of a spear breaking through the air. He turned around and slashed with his knife.

The spear landed on the ground, and the short one took the opportunity to roll away.

While running, Zhou Zhiyuan picked up another spear and held it in his hand, rushing over and thrusting out with the spear.

There were many weapons here, mainly spears, as well as knives, swords, hammers, and whips.

But facing the tall figure's broadsword, Zhou Zhiyuan could only choose the spear. He had never practiced spear techniques, and the thrust he used was the stab he had learned in the army.

This strike was fast and fierce, forcing the tall figure to take two steps back. He dodged the spear and was about to raise his broadsword to chop down when Zhou Zhiyuan slipped forward even faster and thrust the second stab towards his chest again.

The tall figure could only retreat again, but Zhou Zhiyuan was like a leech, thrusting out with the spear again, absolutely not letting him raise his broadsword.

And the short one, who had regained his strength, rolled over and stabbed the tall figure's calf with the spear in his hand.

Seeing his action, Zhou Zhiyuan cursed "Idiot," stepped forward again and thrust out with the spear, while shouting, "Use the steel whip or iron hammer to smash his feet."

Hearing his shout, the short one was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He rolled twice, grabbed the tall figure's iron hammer, and rolled back again, smashing down with a flurry of hammers. This hammer almost hit him on the foot.

The short one was not good at fighting skills, which could be seen from the previous fight. Facing the tall figure's exquisite iron hammer, he only knew how to stab and smash randomly. It was a miracle that he could survive such a fierce attack.