typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 925 Good things

"Whoa!"

Chu Heng jumped into the courtyard like a monkey, his footsteps almost inaudible.

This was the first time he had stolen a dead thing. He looked around furtively a few times, and then touched his still handsome face in the night. He felt a little uncomfortable, so he took out a mask from the warehouse and put it on his face, which made him nervous.

ran to the backyard.

At this moment, his heart was in his throat, and he was afraid that someone in the house might bump into him if he didn't sleep.

If this kind of thing really happened, he would probably have to lose half his life even if he didn't die!

The people at this time were very cruel!

Even if the thief is caught and beaten to death, it won't be complete!

Although his trip was not really to steal anything, but to conduct a protective excavation.

But the people don’t know!

It would be strange if he really catches her in the middle of the night and doesn’t kill her!

Fortunately, there were no entertainment activities at this time, so everyone went to bed early.

Along the way, all he heard was snoring and teeth grinding, but nothing else.

soon.

Chu Heng came to the archway between the front yard and the back yard without any danger. He cautiously looked at the door and made sure that nothing was wrong, then tiptoed towards the east wing located next to the three main rooms.

Most courtyard houses have this kind of thing called a wing. In the early years, they were used as warehouses and kitchens. However, nowadays it can be said that it is hard to find a house in Sijiu City. No one would be so luxurious, and almost everyone lives in them.

He quietly came outside the ear room, squatted under the window and listened.

Sure enough, there was even breathing sound coming from inside, and there were two of them.

"It's a good thing that my brother has a big killer weapon, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to get this treasure out!"

Chu Heng proudly took out half of the Da Mengxiang from the warehouse, which was what he had burned when he captured his mother Yu'an in Dacheng.

Immediately, he took out a lighter, lit the incense stick, and then stuffed the incense stick into the room along the crack of the window.

The rest is left to time.

The old man Chu Heng squatted under the window, took out a cigarette, lit a cigarette, and smoked one after another.

About five minutes later, he threw the cigarette butts he had just finished smoking into the warehouse, took out the antidote and rubbed some under his nose, and then quietly walked to the door of the house.

He rubbed the door of the old wine room, which had been severely peeled off, and gave it a tentative push. The closed door slowly opened.

It seems that the atmosphere in this courtyard is good, and the house is open at night.

Chu Heng muttered a few words in his heart and slipped into the house.

This room is very small, only about ten square meters, and it only has a slightly larger bathroom for future generations.

But now it is the home of a young couple.

There are not many furnishings in the room, just a bed, a large wardrobe, a chest of drawers, and a set of tables, chairs and benches.

It's not that the two of them are too poor to afford other household items, but they just can't let go of any more.

Chu Heng took advantage of the moonlight shining in through the glass window, glanced around the room, and quickly came to the bedside.

According to the directions given by the guy named Deng, the secret room where the treasure is hidden is under the bed.

He glanced at the young couple huddled under the quilt and sleeping in each other's arms, reached out and grabbed the bed, and put the whole thing with the bed into the warehouse. The room that originally seemed very small suddenly became much emptier.

"Let's just say, if I don't commit theft, the industry will definitely lose a lot."

Ya secretly vomited, stuck out her butt, and swept her hand on the ground. The row of green bricks on the ground disappeared instantly and entered the warehouse, revealing the old sand that had been compacted underneath.

He followed the same pattern and threw all the bricks under the bed into the warehouse, then cleaned up the sand and soil, and still threw them all into the warehouse.

Not long after, he cleaned up the sand under the bed, revealing a granite slab more than one square meter in size.

"The old guy didn't fool me!"

He put his palm on the stone slab with a smile on his face, and with a thought, the stone slab also entered the warehouse, revealing the entrance to the underground chamber hidden underneath.

Just when Chu Heng was about to peek inside, an unpleasant smell came out of it, as if he had been wearing foot wraps for a hundred years, sour and damp.

"cough!"

He coughed slightly, and then his face changed color. The smell was obviously musty, and the man named Deng said that there were many calligraphy and paintings in it.

Isn't it all ruined?

Thinking of this, Chu Heng felt his heart twitching.

Those are all treasures!

Why can't you ventilate the secret room?

However, after feeling distressed for a while, Chu Heng quickly recovered.

This kind of thing hasn't happened to him a lot in recent times, and it's no different this time...

Already used to it!

"Why!"

The man sighed secretly, took out another cigarette, squatted down and smoked it, and held a fan at the entrance of the cave to fan the wind vigorously, hoping to let the gas inside out as soon as possible.

A long time passed like this.

Chu Heng, who was tired of fanning his wrists, put away the fan, put his head in to smell the smell inside, and grabbed a chicken from the warehouse, tied it with a rope and threw it in. After a while, he took it out and saw that the chicken was still alive and kicking.

Only then did he feel relieved and followed the stone steps extending from the entrance of the underground cave to the secret room.

The secret room was not dug very deep. Chu Heng walked down almost three meters and reached the bottom.

He looked around the dark hole and took out a flashlight to shine. As the orange beam of light shot out, he could clearly see the entirety of the secret room.

It is more than thirty square meters and is square. The ground and walls are all made of blue bricks, and there is a thick mahogany pillar in the middle to prevent collapse.

On the west wall, there are more than a dozen wooden boxes of different ages piled up, basically the size of ordinary suitcases.

Because there has been no wind for a long time, the secret room is very humid, and the wooden boxes and pillars have serious signs of decay, especially those boxes that touch the ground. Mushrooms are growing on them because of the heavy moisture!

"Tsk, I don't know what's going on!"

Chu Heng, who had long regarded these things as his own, walked over. In order to avoid being discovered, he did not look at the contents of the boxes. After putting a bunch of boxes into the warehouse, he hurriedly crawled out of the secret room.

Go up.

Then, he began to painstakingly lay the floor.

Even though it is neat to put it away, it has to be laid back brick by brick when it is put away.

First, he put the stone slabs in place, then filled them back with sand and soil. After stepping on them a few times and tamping them all down, he poked his butt and laid the bricks one by one.

After working for a full hour, he restored the ground to its original state, then quickly released the young couple lying in the warehouse, then quietly walked out of the room, climbed over the wall along the way, and waited.

The bike rolled away quickly.

Ya ran for a long distance in fear, and then stopped at an alley. She couldn't wait to pull her bicycle and headed into the warehouse.

At this time, the dozen boxes he took out from the secret room of the Deng family's old house were lying quietly in the corner of the warehouse.

"Let's see what good stuff there is."

Chu Heng ran over, picked up a box and opened it.

The jade objects inside are all large and small, from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to the Han, Tang and Song Dynasties, basically from every period, and all of them are exquisite.

"Hey! They are all good things!"

Chu Heng took out a silk-patterned jade from the Warring States Period. After playing with it for a few times, he took out a Tianhuang stone jade carving from the Qing Dynasty, with a look of obsession on his face.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next