The ground continued to subside. Under the entire pumice ruins, an ancient mineral vein was completely sealed by a high wall. The old files were incomplete and all traces were deliberately erased.
Ji Shi, who earns a living by identifying and repairing rocks, guards a simple pit with a brown-yellow furry ball chestnut with a keen sense of smell often on his shoulder and a box of tools that he relies on.
From the market stall to the dusty archives of the guild, she traced the traces of stone moss, underground roots, and strange footprints: the old foundation of the Zhao family hid a secret room, the marker stone caused the ground to tremble, and the blocked rock wall was covered with disguises. The shadowy figures were always following closely to spy, blocking her from exploring the truth step by step.
Wen Shiliu sorted out the broken files, and Shen Yu took control of the roots of the underground vegetation. They worked together to dismantle the layers of fog and unearth the secret past events that had been buried for many years behind the changes in property rights, mine closures, and changes in rock formations.
The rock formations are piled high, and the conspiracy is buried deep underground. Some people are trying to seal the past forever, and some are secretly waiting for opportunities to stir up the storm.
With an oil lamp and a crowbar, she leaned between the rock formations, using the gravel as a clue and the rock wall as evidence to forcefully pry open all the artificial barriers and collect all the dust-laden truth beneath the ruins.
