Tales of the Strange works

Chapter 227

    

that he hadn't learned it yet. I said that he would be able to understand it once he had learned it.As we were chatting, two more Li Jing classmates came to celebrate her birthday. They were both boys...When people have harvest, they will feel proud and content. They won't mind the hardships and tiredness anymore.

After putting everything away, everyone was still thinking about catching another big haul.

The results weren't great. Starting on the fourth day, our luck ran out. We didn't see anything valuable all day. All we dug up from the earth were rusty old bits and pieces of junk.

On the fifth day, there was a small find. A-Ji dug up a tortoise shell belt buckle (an ancient Chinese accessory made from sea turtle shells). It should have originally been attached to the waistband of some man's pants.

The original plan was to stay for seven days. If we couldn't find Blackwater City within those seven days, we would retreat. However, because of this dry well, we decided to check it out, thinking that even a mosquito is meat. Unknowingly, we spent most of our time here.

On the last day of his descent, he figured he must be close to the bottom of the well. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

He was right, I swung the shovel and hit solid rock at the bottom of the well.

Everyone sped up, and Xiao Xuan and Aji also helped carry the soil. Everything proceeded in an orderly and efficient manner.

Huo Lu Shu wove two more bamboo frames, and I worked with Dou Ya Zi in the well.

Just as the cleanup work was about to near its end, I caught a glimpse out of the corner of my eye and suddenly noticed that something was different in one place.

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Don't move first.

I pointed behind the bean sprouts and shouted.

The sprout was startled and hurriedly asked me what was wrong.

I walked to the bean sprouts and crouched down, looking at them carefully for two minutes.

The little bean sprout looked down and saw what was under his feet, saying: "Hi, you scared me! I thought you were studying something, Yunfeng. Turns out it's just a broken tile."

After saying that, she intended to kick him with her foot.

"Me!" Before the bean sprout could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a stomping on his feet!

Getting close, I instinctively grabbed hold of Douzi.

“Got you! I got you, Meizi! Don't move!”

The bean sprout was dangling with both feet off the ground, shouting and struggling with all its might.

I gripped his arm tightly and dragged him up.

The sproutling was terrified. He turned his head, wide-eyed and shaken.

Originally, those tiles weren't a single piece, but were buried in rows within the soil.

Everyone was stunned into silence, their eyes wide with disbelief. It turned out this whole place was actually a rooftop...

We are now standing on the roof of some ancient building.

The bottom of the well unexpectedly led to the roof. When Douzi stepped on a loose tile, he fell into a dark hole. A lot of gravel and sand flowed down through the middle.

I shouted at the top of my lungs, "Heads up! Qin Ge! Come down and take a look!"

Qin Xingping was the first to descend. After seeing it, he gasped and said this was truly unbelievable. He never expected such a big secret to be hidden in the well. If not for our impulsive decision, we probably wouldn't have found this place in a lifetime.

As the tiles were lifted elsewhere, the hole in the roof grew larger and larger.

He pressed his head down and shone his flashlight around. "This space isn't small, it could be the remains of a building from within Blackwater City," he said. "Ventilate for twenty minutes, everyone bring your tools, let's go take a look."

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Half an hour later, I was the first to volunteer.

I don't understand the architectural structure of the Western Xia period. Later, I discovered that the surroundings were stone walls, with a few thick wooden beams six or seven meters high supporting the roof. Because it was too long ago, half of the wood had rotted away. Where Little Bean Sprout had just stepped, there were a few broken sections underneath. They should have originally supported the roof.

Others continued to arrive.

"This seems like there's nothing here, just an empty house" Douzi came down and shone his flashlight around.

"No, there seems to be something in the corner."

“Holding a flashlight, Douzi said there was something in the northwest corner,” intermediary for Yao Wenzhong. Yao Wenzhong loves money, and I initially suspected that Yao Wenzhong was stealing from himself. Now that I think about it, it doesn't make sense.This business we're in...