And with such heavy rain, even if there is a boat, only a fool would choose to leave now.
Mrs. Bian calmed down her emotions and looked at the boys who came in.
Erguang's legs were a little weak and he whispered: "Madam."
Mrs. Bian sat back, put her hands in front of her, straightened her back, and said calmly: "There is no need to say anything else. You are the person next to Erlang, and you will not do things recklessly. You said before that Sanguang and Siguang should go to the backyard to help
When we call for food, that means there is a road."
Thinking of the huge treasure over there, Erguang felt a little uncomfortable and said: "There is a road, but that road may not be suitable for people to go..."
"What?" A leader of ten people couldn't hear clearly and shouted angrily, "Speak clearly!"
Erguang pursed his lips, thinking that these wealth actually had little to do with him, so there was nothing to hide.
"Madam," Erguang raised his voice, "The road over there is a secret passage. It was collapsing last night. We just followed the sound this morning. When we got there, we found a huge treasure house, which was full of treasures.
It’s gold and jewels, and the wealth can rival the country.”
Mrs. Bian frowned: "What?"
But the eyes of those ten people next to them all lit up.
Erguang continued: "If you really want to take someone there, madam, if you are not afraid that these treasures will be coveted, then you..."
"What the hell are you talking about!" shouted a ten-man leader.
Mrs. Bian looked towards him.
The man was not polite, glanced at Mrs. Bian, sneered, put down the heavy sword in his hand, and sat down on the ground behind a desk with a rough posture.
Er Guang was shouted at so hard that he could hardly stand.
Mrs. Bian looked at the big knife and felt a little timid.
These are the people she least dares to offend, especially now that Wu Da is dead, and there are no more people who can suppress these ten people.
If I really want to say it, maybe Bian Lei can suppress it.
Erlang is really too young and not brave enough.
"Treasure is treasure, and there is no place to spend money on our mountain," Mrs. Bian said stiffly, "Take a few people with you and see what tricks those people are playing. If you really want to escape, bring them all here.
Come."
After a pause, Mrs. Bian added: "Remember to get some food first, brothers are all hungry."
"That's it!" A leader of ten men on the other side shouted loudly.
Erguang nodded: "Yes, madam."
Doors, windows, bed boards, wooden boards.
Everything that can be dismantled has been dismantled.
The maids compared their sizes and divided them into two groups at the same time.
A wooden door is used to glue the window here, and the same is true over there. Two large wooden boards of the same size were pieced together by them.
Aunt Feng checked it and found that it was still solid, so she ordered the two large wooden boards to be glued together one above the other.
Use paste first, then use a hammer and large rocks to drive the nails in.
Two rows of women knelt on both sides, making a clanking sound.
The large templates are overlapped and the thickness is increased a lot.
Seeing it taking shape, Liang asked: "Is it going to be a boat?"
Aunt Feng didn't say anything. In fact, she didn't know either.
"If we are building a ship, we don't know if we have enough, so we have to divide it into batches." Liang said again, lowering his voice this time.
What does batching mean? In Liang's view, it means sacrificing some people.
Aunt Feng shook her head, and then directed another group of girls to get the thick hemp rope.
When everything was ready, strong winds came and heavy rain poured down.
"Let's clean up." Aunt Feng finally said, "We have to go."
The first team of girls over there who were to guard Si Guang and San Guang were stunned.
A girl stood up and said, "Aunt Feng, what should we do?"
"You stay," Aunt Feng said.
really.
Mrs. Liang thought to herself and looked at these girls with some sympathy.
The girls were stunned. You looked at me and I looked at you.
Several girls were stunned and felt like they could hardly breathe.
The servants over there didn't speak, their expressions were cold and numb.
When many servants were making this big wooden board, they vaguely guessed that it was related to the ship.
Although the plank is large, it is impossible to carry everyone on it.
Aunt Feng thought for a moment, then walked over and whispered in the ear of the selected team leader.
The captain blinked and looked up at Aunt Feng, not sure whether to believe it or not.
"You stay," Aunt Feng said, "I'll leave this place to you."
"But……"
Aunt Feng didn't want to hear what she had to say, so she turned around and left.
"Let's go." Aunt Feng said, "We have to hurry up."
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so the servant girls brought bamboo hats and raincoats. If the raincoats were not enough, they would use umbrellas. If there were not enough umbrellas, they would be forced to shower.
The heavy rain last night made the hillside muddy and blocked the road with broken trees. Before the water could wash away the water, another heavy rain came.
Aunt Feng led the way, sizing up the terrain as she walked.
Followed closely by the servants carrying large wooden boards, the walk was extremely hard.
"Why are you going up the mountain?" a servant woman shouted.
"Then you can't go down there. Even if you go down, the battle wall is still there blocking you." Mrs. Liang replied.
It turns out that this is the case, but how do you get there?
The servant girl yelled again: "This thing is too heavy. Everyone is tired after just a few steps, and we can't walk up it!"
"The road is not easy to walk, and we are not strong enough!" Another servant girl also shouted.
If Aunt Feng hadn't heard about it, she was still walking ahead.
The servants and women carrying the big wooden boards all frowned and gasped for air. Their bodies were covered with sweat and rainwater, and they were almost overwhelmed.
The wind howls, the rain sounds shrill, and the dirt road slips three times with every step.
Their bamboo hats were tilted and they couldn't free their hands to straighten them, and the pain in their shoulders became more and more severe.
"I really can't do it anymore!" Another servant girl shouted, "I can't hold on any longer!"
"That's it." Aunt Feng stopped at this time and looked at the rolling river below and the surging waterfall in the distance.
She looked back at the servants who were almost lying down from exhaustion: "You can put them down now."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
The servant woman walking in the front grabbed the wooden board on her shoulders and shouted: "I shout one, two, three!"
In the midst of loud shouts, they moved the board away in one fell swoop and landed heavily on the ground.
"Tie the rope and stick it here." Aunt Feng pointed to a ravine under the slope.
Everyone looked over.
The grass and trees below the soil slope were all gone, leaving only a thin layer of vegetation intertwined with the collapsed soil.
The servants didn't know why, but they followed Aunt Feng's instructions and tied thick ropes to the wooden boards, four in total.
Aunt Feng ordered each of the four servants to take one: "Keep holding it until we go up, and we will lift it up together."
Only then did everyone realize that it turned out to be hanging.
She was afraid that some special circumstances might get stuck on the board, so Yu Ma stayed behind while the others held the rope and continued walking up.
Xiao Wu and Xiao Rong were hiding in the distance, looking up with their eyes open.
Xiao Wu huddled up in the cold and his teeth chattered: "Sister, what should we do? They seem to be leaving too."
