Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1289 Outer Room

According to Zhu Qisheng's description, his treasure was underground, and the entrance was under the bed in the master bedroom.

Although the entrance was chosen in a very ordinary location, it would not have been possible to open it without the gold medal given by Zhu Qisheng, which was wedged into the depression in the ground.

If you try to force it open, it will be very difficult, and in the process, it will trigger a mechanism that will flood the entrance.

Thus, the treasure was buried underground forever.

The gold medal that Zhu Qisheng gave to Lin Feng had already been lost during his numerous brushes with death.

Lin Feng believed that with his superpowers, he could still open the entrance to the underground garage.

The master bedroom of Zhu Qisheng's house is a two-story building. Upstairs is a tea room and downstairs is a bedroom. In Lin Feng's consciousness, a woman was sleeping on the carved wooden bed in the master bedroom.

There were other people around, so it wasn't easy for me to sneak in, especially with that huge carved wooden bed.

Judging from its appearance alone, the bed looked very heavy.

Although Lin Feng is not afraid of the weight of the bed, he may wake the sleeping woman when he moves the bed.

If it weren't for the need to transport the treasure later, Lin Feng could have taken action.

For now, all we can do is wait for an opportunity.

Lin Feng frowned. The other person was sleeping, so where would his opportunity come from?

He pondered for a moment and decided to first investigate the exact location, make preparations, go back and make a plan, and then start the excavation.

Things are much easier if you don't take action.

Lin Feng gently flipped off the roof ridge, his body drifting with the night wind to the back window of the small building. He drew his broken sword and peered into the gap in the window sash.

There was no short sword, but the broken sword was a little over a foot long, which was just right.

Besides, there is nothing sharper in the world than a broken sword.

Broken Sword was also unhappy. Such a treasure was being used by Lin Feng for such petty theft. It was too disrespectful of him to treat it as a treasure.

A sense of resistance surged into Lin Feng's mind; it was the resentment of the broken sword.

While sending his thoughts of comfort, Lin Feng loosened the latch on the window, gently pushed the window open, and climbed into the house.

A lantern hung in the corner of the room, emitting a dim yellow glow.

The woman was fast asleep in bed and had no idea that someone had touched the headboard.

Lin Feng gripped the edge of the bed with both hands, trying to move the bed to one side.

He discovered that the huge wooden bed was not hollow underneath, but rather almost flush with the ground, and the wood was very thick.

Unable to crawl under the bed to check.

Even his own thoughts couldn't reach the bottom; he could only see the ground under the bed, which was a huge, solid piece of bluestone.

The bluestone had a fine and hard texture, which posed a strong resistance to his mental transmission, making it impossible for him to penetrate the boulder and explore its bottom.

Lin Feng sensed things were going to get bad and regretted not valuing the gold medal Zhu Qisheng had given him. Without this key, unlocking the treasure would likely require a great deal of effort.

The bedroom wasn't very big; a huge wooden bed took up most of the space, and there were tables and chairs on the side of the room. Even if the bed could be moved, the underground entrance probably wouldn't be visible.

Lin Feng was a gentleman and wouldn't use his mind to spy on a woman's condition.

However, he judged that such a huge bed would not be placed on the entrance for no reason, blocking the entire entrance, making it difficult even for Zhu Qisheng himself to get in.

Therefore, this bed should be the entrance to the basement.

Lin Feng peeked at the woman who was still fast asleep. She had long, disheveled hair, a fair and delicate face, and rather pretty features.

Such a young woman, still asleep, he couldn't just pick her up and move her. If he did something wrong and woke her up, he would become the flower thief.

Let's just knock the woman unconscious. Even though it might hurt her, it's better than leaving empty-handed.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng lightly leaped through the bed curtains and came to the woman's side.

Just as they were about to make a move, they heard the woman cry out.

"Damn it!" Lin Feng quickly dodged and hid in the corner of the bed.

Fortunately, the wooden bed was large and spacious.

A maidservant answered the call and pushed open the door, entering the room.

She carried the chamber pot to the bedside and helped the woman get up to urinate.

Hearing the splashing sound, Lin Feng felt extremely embarrassed. He really had come at the worst possible time.

"Little Red, what time is it?"

The woman's voice was very soft.

"Madam, it is early midnight."

Why hasn't the master arrived yet?

"Madam, the master should be arriving soon."

After urinating, the woman shrank back into the covers on the bed.

"Go wait at the door, the master might not hear you knocking."

The maid agreed and took the bucket out.

Lin Feng waited a moment to allow the woman to fall asleep before making his move.

However, just as he reached out from the corner, he heard a noise coming from the courtyard gate. Although it was quite far away, Lin Feng's hearing was sharp enough to make it clear.

The man the woman had mentioned had returned home.

Lin Feng felt that tonight's operation had not gone smoothly and should not continue. The treasure was not going anywhere, so why be fixated on it for now?

He withdrew his hand, intending to leave quietly.

At this moment, the woman lying on the bed sat up again, put on a coat, and bent down to climb off the bed.

The house wasn't large, and within moments, footsteps could be heard outside the door.

A maid called from outside, "Madam, Master has returned home."

The door opened with a creak, and a maid carrying a lantern led a man in his fifties inside.

The woman quickly stepped forward to untie the man's coat and began to help him change.

Lin Feng could smell the alcohol and knew the man had drunk quite a bit.

"Sir, you've been busy until late at night again. Your body isn't made of iron."

The woman said coquettishly.

"Hehe, I was in a good mood today and had a few more drinks. It's nothing."

The woman and her maid were busy serving the man, asking questions curiously.

"What's the good news?"

As soon as the man spoke, Lin Feng felt a sense of familiarity. He focused his attention and immediately recognized the man as Lan Yu, the Grand Preceptor of the Great Zheng Dynasty.

This man was once the strategist of Cui Yong, the general of the Lingdouzi border army. Later, the border army was scattered by Lin Feng, and he eventually ended up under Zhao Zheng's command.

He had also gone to Lin Feng to try and win Zhao Zheng over.

Given his current status as the Grand Preceptor of the Blue Domain, he should be on par with Prime Minister Miao Changfeng, so naturally he wouldn't live in such a residence; this place must be his mistress.

Then Lan Yu let out a long breath.

"Excellent! Now we've not only secured the victory in the Great Zheng campaign for the Emperor, but also eliminated our political enemies—a double victory! Hahaha..."

The woman helped Lan Yu to the bedside, helped him lean against the headboard, and then asked the maid to prepare hot tea to help him sober up.

"Congratulations, sir. With your abilities, these things are a piece of cake."

Lan Yu shook his head: "What do you know? The pirates are powerful now, and the Zhenxi Army has won many battles and is invincible. The Great Zheng is in danger."

The woman said, "According to popular legend, the Zhenxi Army has won a series of great victories in the southern border region of Dazheng, killing hundreds of thousands of pirates. The pirates have been driven off the land and have returned to the sea to wander."

Don't listen to other people's rumors.

Lan Yu took the teacup handed to him by the maid and snorted coldly.

"Master, how come the Zhenxi Army is so powerful?"

"He's not as miraculous as the rumors say, but Lin Feng is indeed a remarkable person. I had high hopes for him back then, but he didn't know how to appreciate it."