Narrow Escape

  Liu Ziguang pushed the stone bass back and forth, "Thanks, I've already had dinner... uh, my teeth aren't good... my stomach isn't good either, can't eat raw." Seeing that he wasn't taking it, the beautiful cat grabbed half a fish and continued to devour it in big mouthfuls. After finishing, she even scooped up some water with her hand and wiped her face with it, then stuck out her pink little tongue to lick her palm, just like a kitten washing its face.

  Her clothes were made of several kinds of fabric, black, white and yellow being the main colors. The dress was a one-piece, tight-fitting, hand-woven but very clean garment. The beautiful cat's long hair was jet-black and shiny, cascading down one side of her neck like a waterfall. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright and clear, without any hint of green in the candlelight - what a lovely calico cat.

  The water bag was making a gurgling sound, and it seemed like there were still several fish inside. The beautiful cat finished cleaning up and continued to crawl forward, with Liu Ziguang following behind her. This narrow path seemed to be prepared by the people in the imperial palace for escaping, and along the way, there were several forks in the road. The beautiful cat was clearly familiar with the road, turning left and right without hesitation, crawling at a very fast speed, as if she was more skilled at walking on all fours. Liu Ziguang followed closely behind her, afraid that if he slowed down even slightly, he would fall behind.

  They soon arrived at the exit, which was also a small iron door. The beautiful cat pulled open the iron door and two people crawled out. Outside was a narrow space with a four-foot square wooden board on top, with a handle on it. After gently pulling the handle, the wooden board rotated, and a pile of things fell down with it. "Be careful!" Liu Ziguang quickly pulled the beautiful cat to one side, and that pile of things fell to the ground, turning out to be several old cotton-padded jackets emitting a musty smell.

  The beautiful cat fiercely shook off Liu Ziguang's hand, baring her small fangs and making a threatening sound "Hsss~~". This cat was angry, she didn't allow people to touch her.

  Liu Ziguang sheepishly withdrew his hand, "Afraid of hitting you..." He pointed to the cotton-padded jacket on the ground and explained in a low voice. This dead cat, don't know if it can understand human language.

  The beautiful cat jumped up, pushed open the cover above, and a faint light came in. Outside was a large trunk, and the wooden board that had been moving earlier was the bottom of the trunk.

  Two people crawled out of the box and observed their surroundings. This was a huge warehouse, with dust all over the floor, large wooden boxes piled up like mountains, and row upon row of iron shelves, on which were placed helmet-shaped regular army helmets. Liu Ziguang turned around and restored the bottom plate of the big box to its original shape, also picking up the quilt that had fallen to the ground and putting it back in the box. These quilts still had numbers on them, belonging to uniforms, apparently worn under armor as padded jackets. This place was likely the Yiziku warehouse within the Neifu warehouses, specializing in storing padded jackets, combat boots, and military fur hats, under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War. All this was recorded in the intelligence provided by Zhu Yuxiao:

  Inside the imperial palace, there are ten warehouses: Chengyun Warehouse, storing silk fabrics, gold and silver, precious jade, ivory, and feathers; Guangji Warehouse, storing lamp oil and coal. Jiazi Warehouse, storing cloth, dyes. Yizizi Warehouse, storing padded jackets, military boots, and soldiers' hats. Bingzi Warehouse, storing cotton, silk threads. Dingzi Warehouse, storing copper and iron, animal hides, and Sichuan wood. Wuzi Warehouse, storing weapons and armor. Zangfa Warehouse, storing confiscated goods of various kinds. Guanghui Warehouse, storing silver notes, gold and silver ingots, and copper coins; Guangying Warehouse, storing spun silk, tussah, brocade, and gauze. Tiancai Warehouse, storing keys to the various government offices; Gongyong Warehouse, storing glutinous rice, cooked rice, and tribute goods.

  These materials are all memorized, and then prepare to steal the imperial palace again to visit the Chengyun Warehouse and Guanghui Warehouse. Unexpectedly, the exit is set at the Yiziku, there's nothing worth taking, let's slip away first.

  Turning back to look at the beautiful cat, it was already climbing up the pillar to the beam of the house on its own, with an arrow wound on its leg that had not been bandaged, and fresh blood still flowing out. Its movements were obviously no longer agile. It climbed to the top of the pillar, lifted a few tiles from the roof, and then crawled out.

  Liu Ziguang hurriedly ran over, climbed up with a few swift movements, and followed the cat out of the warehouse. Outside, it was still raining, and the old, dilapidated roof of the warehouse had many broken tiles. The beautiful cat was struggling to move forward, its pace slowing down until it finally couldn't climb anymore. It turned around and let out a mournful meow: "Meow~~"

  "Dead cat, didn't you tell me not to touch it?" Liu Ziguang hurried over and said in a bad mood. The beautiful cat's eyes blinked a few times and closed, its two ears actually folded back, like a wronged little kitten.

  She might not have spat out the blood properly when she sucked it, and now her whole body is paralyzed and can't move. Liu Ziguang had to pick up the beautiful cat, with the calligraphy and antiques on his back, and could only hold the cat in one arm, the cat's body was extremely light, as if it didn't weigh a grasp.

  The imperial warehouses occupy a large area, not much smaller than the Imperial Palace, but the guards are far less strict. Standing on the rooftop, one can see that pursuers have already been dispatched from the palace, torches flickering in the distant night sky. Apparently, they are unclear about the exit of the tunnel, and these warehouses cannot be opened arbitrarily, so the search is progressing very slowly.

  Taking advantage of the opportunity, Liu Ziguo slipped away with the beautiful cat. The defense of the imperial city was not as strict as imagined, and the Fu Jun Youwei, who was in charge of guarding this section of the city wall, was said to be a member of the Jiucheng faction, and had no enthusiasm for investigating the theft case that occurred in the palace, only adding a few more torches and increasing the number of patrol troops.

  The rest of the journey was uneventful, Liu Ziguang and the beautiful cat continued to fly over rooftops and walls, successfully escaping back to Lianfeng.

  He quietly entered his own room and put the unconscious beauty cat on the bed. The backpack with calligraphy, paintings, and antiques was hidden under the bed, and he finally let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he discovered that there was a sour smell on his body. He looked down and found that the cat had vomited all over him while running, wasting the stone bass fish he had just eaten. More importantly, it also stained Liu Ziguang's urban camouflage uniform.

  "You damned three-flower cat, you actually spat on me!" Liu Ziguang was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but then he thought about it and decided that hitting an unconscious person wouldn't be satisfying, so he'd wait until she woke up to do it.

  Find the medical kit, help the beautiful cat bandage the wound on her leg, first clean it with strong liquor, then apply golden ointment, and finally wrap it with gauze. The skin of the beautiful cat's leg is tender, smooth and elastic, and full of strength. Liu Ziguang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his evil pig hand slowly moving upwards.

  The beautiful cat's face was pale, and her tender appearance looked like that of a simple high school girl. Am I being too beastly? Liu Ziguang's hand changed direction at the last moment, stroking the beautiful cat's long hair. As he stroked, the girl closed her eyes and let out a comfortable "humming" sound. It seems this little creature was tired, not unconscious. Cats and dogs both like to have their fur brushed in one direction, and Liu Ziguang still knew that much. The two of them were getting along harmoniously, with Liu Ziguang using his foot to pull out the backpack from under the bed, taking out a painting and slowly unrolling it to appreciate it. After looking at it for a while, he still couldn't tell if it was good or bad - lacking artistic cells, all he knew was that the colors of the silk were yellowed with age. Putting down the ancient painting, he picked up the precious antique to admire it, unaware of the pair of curious almond-shaped eyes behind him admiring it along with him.

  The sky was gradually brightening, and the occasional crowing of roosters could be heard. Suddenly, his stomach growled with hunger, having run for more than half the night. Liu Ziguang got up to search for food in the kitchen, wondering what he could find to eat.

  The kitchen of the Liangfeng ship had to cook for over a hundred people. Every day at dawn, the cooks would go out to buy ingredients. Just as they returned from buying ingredients, the Nanjing people liked to eat duck and aquatic products. Today's small stove dish was three ducks, four large carp, and a basket of live small shrimp. The dense bamboo basket was soaked in a water bucket, and the shrimp were jumping around happily.

  Liu saw the deputy general coming to look for food early in the morning, and the cook hurried forward to serve. The prepared shaomai and soup buns were already steaming on the steamer basket. According to Liu Ziguang's request, the cook boiled 20 eggs, scooped out a handful of shrimp with boiling water, and handed them over to Deputy General to take away.

  "Three Flowers, do you like to eat river shrimp?" Liu Ziguang pushed open the bedroom door and called out to the beautiful cat, but found that the bed was already empty, the window was wide open, and the water bag with fresh fish was also gone.

  The dead cat just slipped away without even saying hello.

  Some readers said that the second volume was not written well, I also think so. The idea is not mature and the main character feels very pale and weak. Does anyone have any good plots or ideas to share?