Gu Shiliu waited through half the night, but in the end, he couldn't help sneaking back to change clothes and bathe first.
The others stayed behind, keeping watch all night, but no one came to claim it.
At dawn, Gu Shiliu woke, expecting to catch a big fish; disappointed, he went in person to dig open the pit again, only to find the oil-paper package buried inside had changed. Upon opening it, it was still a slip of paper, but the writing on it had changed—a string of meaningless words.
Gu Shiliu: "..."
This made the whole thing even stranger.
Gu Shiliu thrust his hand outward, and unexpectedly, a spot shifted. Using a bit more force, he managed to push a wall brick slightly out of place.
At this hour, every household was busy preparing breakfast; the streets were nearly empty, all the more so for the alley bordering Duke Dingguo Mansion.
Gu Shiliu hopped outside the wall and took a careful look. The bricks here had already loosened, though it wasn't obvious.
"Ha…"
