si-mexico Chapter 136 Authentic
Chapter 136 Authentic
Lin Ziping hurried across the square, completely unaware of the conversation between Lao Huang and Shi Yong behind him.
He avoided Chen Feng and Magistrate Wei, and humbly greeted everyone he met on the road, but everyone was busy with their own affairs, so they nodded to each other and passed by.
After crossing half of the mountain village, we arrived at the watchtower, which was also the sentry tower that Shi Yong had mentioned.
Looking up, two towers are symmetrically arranged, standing on either side of the mountain village gate. The watchtowers are divided into upper and lower levels, with the stairs leaning against the wooden wall next to them.
Lin Ziping went up to the second floor of the watchtower. There was only a stool and a clock on the floor, with scattered arrows on the ground and a few drops of blood on one side.
He stood up and looked around. He could see the whole village, but the view was obviously not as good as the 10-meter-high tower in the square.
After carefully examining the second floor of the watchtower but finding nothing, they returned to the ground.
Everyone was busy with their own things and no one paid attention to this place. He walked around the two watchtowers again and found a door hidden behind the stairs. He looked at both sides warily, covered his mouth and nose, and pushed the door open with his knife.
The two watchtowers were laid out similarly, both very narrow, less than 5 square meters, with a bed less than a meter wide, two stools, a narrow table, and nothing else.
The blankets on the first floor of the watchtower were in disarray, a stool was overturned on the ground, the table was placed crookedly, and a shoe lay on the ground.
The other watchtower was more orderly. The quilt was spread out on the bed, the stool was moved back, there was a half-burnt candle on the table, a piece of charcoal and several wooden boards on the table. On the wooden boards were written the words "Heaven", "Earth" and "Man", and the words "Wang Daniu" were written crookedly.
It was written with great effort, but the handwriting was immature, with many missing strokes and lines.
Lin Ziping couldn't figure it out after studying it. He walked around the two watchtowers inside and out and guessed from what he saw that the sentry post in this mountain stronghold should have 4 people working in two shifts, with two people working on the second floor of the watchtowers on both sides and the other two on the first floor.
The attack occurred at night, taking advantage of the darkness to attack the mountain stronghold. The people on the second floor were the first to suffer. The clock was probably used to transmit a signal. Then the people on duty on the first floor were awakened. In their haste, they tripped over their chairs. Another person was probably writing something. They left in a hurry and didn't even have time to tidy up. The writing was not finished.
Lin Ziping looked at the wooden board again. The characters on it were incomplete and there were typos, which was really painful to look at. He took out charcoal and made corrections.
After making a few quick corrections, the wooden board was put down, and the table, chairs, blankets, and cushions were all moved around, but nothing unusual happened.
With no other option, Lin Ziping could only move everything he could carry out, carefully examining every inch of the room, from the floor to the bed, and then to the walls, hoping to make a new discovery.
Fortunately, in this era, Lin Ziping pays attention to health preservation, insists on physical exercise, and is free from the harmful effects of electronic products, so his 5.0 vision is definitely there.
Lin Ziping found a gap near the wall on the first floor of the watchtower with wooden planks, and also pulled out an iron ring from the side.
Overjoyed and full of energy, he began to expand outwards from the pull ring as the center.
As the saying goes, perseverance pays off. In less than 10 minutes, a door that was similar in color to the soil on the ground appeared.
Lin Ziping removed the chair legs to use as sticks, attached straps, and began to pry.
Lin Ziping opened the door without much effort.
After the dust settled, a hole was revealed.
Although it was daytime, not a single ray of light shone in; the cave appeared dark and deep, like the gaping maw of a monster.
Lin Ziping shuddered as memories of tomb raiding involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
He shook his head, clearing his mind of all the random thoughts, picked up the candle from the table, and placed it on a piece of wood to avoid burning his hands. He then took out a tinderbox and lit the candle.
Ever since he was nearly kidnapped and saved by a tinderbox, it has become one of Lin Ziping's essential items for home and travel, and it has come in handy once again.
Lin Ziping held the wooden plank and shone the candle into the cave, discovering that the entrance was square, about 0.5 meters wide, and could accommodate one person at a time.
The cave's interior design is quite user-friendly, with several steps leading down to the lower level.
Having watched so many tomb raiding movies and TV shows over the years, Lin Ziping let the air circulate for a while before bending down and placing the candle on a step below the cave entrance. Seeing that it hadn't gone out, he carefully walked down.
There are three steps, leading down to a small platform, and then a turn leads to a passageway.
The candle wick crackled as it burned. Although the sound was faint, Lin Ziping heard it clearly. He brought the candle close to his body, trying to dispel the surrounding darkness.
Suddenly, he saw a faint light ahead and quickened his pace to get closer.
Upon closer inspection, it was a much wider area than the previous passageway, with torches stuck in the walls; the light from before was from the burning torches.
Lin Ziping extinguished the candle and went inside. The room was divided into two parts: one side was a passageway, and the other side was a cage.
Inside the cage were more than a dozen women. In the firelight, the women looked dazed and were barely clothed. When they saw someone coming, they only raised their heads slightly before turning indifferent.
A wave of stench hit him, almost making him vomit.
As Lin Ziping approached the cages holding the women, the stench grew stronger. He then noticed the dripping liquid on the floor inside the cages, and the source of the stench was also that liquid.
The women inside the cages seemed used to it; some even walked barefoot on them without changing their expressions.
Suddenly, several high-pitched yet restrained groans rang out.
Is this the sound of your voice?
Lin Ziping followed the sound and slowly searched for it, stopping about 4 or 5 meters away from where the women were being held.
The sound grew clearer, now mixed with a man's shouts and curses.
As he drew closer, Lin Ziping understood the meaning of the voice, and tears welled up in his eyes; he felt his ears had been defiled.
Sure enough, as soon as he turned the corner, Lin Ziping saw a man embracing a woman and doing something indescribable.
Lin Ziping quickly closed his eyes.
Although I'm not exactly an innocent girl, and I've watched a few adult films before, I'm still a minor!
Seeing that the commotion had not stopped, Lin Ziping quietly opened his eyes and peered inside from the corner of the wall.
The chances of seeing it live are slim.
Suddenly, the woman raised her head.
Lin Ziping was taken aback. He loosened his grip, and the wooden board holding the candles fell to the ground with a loud thud.
That...that's Hu Rongrong, isn't it?
"What's that sound?" the man stopped what he was doing and asked warily.
Lin Ziping quickly looked away, squatted down on the ground, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful; he should have known better than to come down alone.