Chapter 27: The Enclosure

  After Qin Zhong finished all this, Han Jun finally ran out of the house: "Little Bell, Dashen should not be in danger of his life, but he needs to be sent to the hospital for infusion. Otherwise, his physical condition may be severely affected."

  Qin Zhong lifted up Da Ya's clothes and took a look at the wound on his shoulder. It was strange that Da Ya's wound had completely healed, leaving only a small scar that wasn't too big.

  "Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Han, you see!" Qin Zhong was indeed good at finding people.

  The Korean military did not refuse Qin Zhong: "It just so happens that I also need to go back on duty, and there are operations tonight, I have no choice but to go back."

  "That's great, just in time to send Mark and them back."

  "Hmm! That's okay, I'll take care of Big Tooth. The way to the hospital goes through the archives building, are you going back there?"

  Qin Zhong nodded and looked up at the pine tree that had dropped the fruit earlier, carefully asking a question to Han Jun: "Uncle Han, what is growing on your pine tree?"

  "Oni no Tama, once you put it on, even a fierce ogre will think twice before approaching you."

  "Is it that fierce?"

  "Of course, would you like one?" Han Jun was very generous.

  Qin Zhong blinked in surprise: "Do you have a lot of those things?"

  "Not many, just the fruit that has grown on the tree over the past decade or so. I've never picked any before, but I used one earlier and there are at least a dozen more."

  Seeing Han Jun being so generous, Qin Zhong still didn't ask for his things. After all, he wasn't fond of owing people favors. However, getting a ride back to the archives didn't count as a favor, so he hitched a ride with Han Jun and had him take Da Ya to the hospital.

  Soon, the Korean military closed the door and drove Qin Zhong and others out of the community, heading straight to the archives.

  Qin Zhong got off the car, and the construction site outside the archives was bustling with activity. A massive mechanical arm had already begun excavating in the center of the site. He walked around in a circle towards the archives, while Meng Na and Mark headed towards the church.

  Qin Zhong walked past the construction site's shed, and when he passed by, several thugs who had been hurt by him didn't know if they saw their nemesis, turned around and ran into the house. Qin Zhong sneered and slowly walked towards the archives building. When he arrived at the archives building, he found that someone was building a wall there, and with the previous construction site surrounding the entire site with walls, the entire archives building was isolated, and not even one door was left.

  "What are you doing?" Qin Zhong was furious, his eyes wide with anger as he strode over to the two workers and pulled them apart. "Who told you to work here?"

  "Who are you!" The two men looked at Qin Zhong, one of whom seemed to have remembered something, threw down the tool in his hand, and smiled: "This is not what we want to do, it's what our foreman told us to do. At worst, I'll just quit. You go your way!"

  Qin Zhong didn't know if he had scared them off, looked at the wall he had just finished building, and saw that there was still wet cement on it. He lifted his leg and kicked it with one foot, and the newly built courtyard wall was knocked down. The two workers didn't say anything, turned their heads and ran away.

  "Turtle egg, either knock down the wall on my side or leave a way for grandpa." After Qin Zhong shouted this, he entered the archives room. However, as soon as he entered the archives room, he found that there was flickering light on the second floor, and it seemed like someone was typing on a computer.

  Logically speaking, only Fang Shu should have the key to the second floor's house door. He didn't think much of it and went upstairs to see Fang Shu busy in his office.

  "Back already? You little stinker, where have you been? Our archives are going to be turned into a chicken coop by others."

  "How dare they? As long as I'm here for a day, they wouldn't dare to do anything to us. But Uncle Fang, why didn't you stay at home and instead came here?" Qin Zhong asked.

  "Xiang Shu looked at Qin Zhong with a serious expression: 'Little Bell, have you discovered something?'"

  "Huh?" Qin Zhong's mind rose with a big question mark, what did this guy discover? Could he be the one who entered the 137th cave? He added caution in his heart, if Old Fang was indeed the person who entered the cave, then it was very likely that he was the one who wanted to trap himself in the cave. However, he couldn't directly question or suspect him, after all, the evidence he had in hand was too little.

  "This has nothing to do with anything, I just asked you what you're doing here, and you still haven't answered me!"

  "Oh, our broadband at home has expired these two days. I came here to surf the internet again and there are many things that need to be done online. We old guys all want to retire as soon as possible, but unfortunately, the higher-ups don't agree, so recently I've been doing reports for the archives bureau online, it's really tiring." Fang Shu said, sizing Qin Zhong up with his eyes.

  Qin Zhong's face slightly sank, feeling his body and mind were exhausted: "Alright then, Uncle Fang you see, I'll go back to my room to rest for a bit, if there's anything just call me." As he spoke, he was about to turn around and leave, using the corner of his eye to glance at Uncle Fang's computer screen where he saw a Baidu search term "Anton's abandoned cave", he understood in his heart, originally this Uncle Fang had seen the iron door on the first floor, but when he came back, it was already closed, that is to say, Uncle Fang very likely was the one who entered the cave.

  But just as Qin Zhong was suspicious, Fang Shu contained Qin Zhong: "Xiao Zhong, you are indeed your grandfather's grandson, and you really have his spirit of enterprise. But what I want to know is, what is the cave on our first floor for? I couldn't find any information about it, only that there is a 137th Cave that remains a mystery to this day. Tell me, did you go into the cave?"

  Qin Zhong carefully watched Fang Shu, seeing that the expressions on his face were almost all curiosity and concern, without any other intentions. Qin Zhong smiled softly and said: "I just went down to take a look, but didn't find anything, so I came out!"

  "Oh, aren't you hurt?"

  "It's okay!"

  "That's good, as long as you're not hurt, I'll consider myself justified to your ancestors. Alright, rest now, I'll stay here for a while, and then I'll head back home too." Fang Shu said, opening the website they worked on.

  Qin Zhong turned his head and walked out of the door, whereupon a person came walking towards him. This person looked very familiar: "Old ghost? How did you come back?"

  "I've come to see Old Fang, to ask him about his retirement. What are you doing?" The old ghost's eyes still had that wandering look, which Qin Zhong was already used to.

  "Go to the office and find Uncle Fang there!" Qin Zhong said, going down to the first floor, opening the surveillance video of the entire building in the mailroom, then turning off the monitor. He went alone to the rest room and sat on the sofa, thinking that at the beginning, this place was also chaotic, but now he was no longer afraid. The whole thing had been thought through from start to finish. This was where those lonely souls from the construction site came to make trouble, they wanted to return to 137 cave, which made sense.

  Qin Zhong leaned against the sofa, his eyes slightly sunken. The door in the room was blown shut by the wind. He gradually fell into a daze and when he woke up, it was already bright outside. However, he heard the noise from the construction site, as if something had happened. It seemed like someone was saying something over there.

  He curiously stuck his head close to the window and looked out, seeing at least a few dozen people standing in the center of the construction site staring at something. However, what was strange was that he found that both sides of his archive building had been walled up, with the main entrance facing the construction site and the side door facing the outer wall of the construction site yard, and just outside was the highway.

  "This design is great, these two guys are really obedient, they've prepared the way for Laozi so well. Hmph, these people." Qin Zhong stretched his waist and covered the two knives inserted in his waist with his clothes, swaying out of the main gate of the archives building, along the road to a place where a group of people were gathered, several people saw Qin Zhong coming, subconsciously making way for him on both sides, including that thug who was cleaned up by Qin Zhong back then.

  Qin Zhong glared and asked: "Am I that scary?"

  "No, no, it's terrifying there. I've lived so long and have never seen such a phenomenon." A thug pointed at the large pit in front of him, his forehead already covered with sweat.