Looking more closely, Xiao Feng discovered that this thing, which looked like a nail, actually had patterns on its surface, but they were different from Thunder Pattern Steel.
Or rather, it was a completely different style.
"Found sothing?" Xue Nuofu asked curiously.
Not far away, the crowd gathered around the fire couldn't believe their ears.
Did they really find sothing?
Without needing a signal, everyone sward toward the edge of the pit.
Old Har and Aspergillus oryzae put on their almost dry clothes and followed closely.
Xiao Feng stood up and tossed the "nail" to Xue Nuofu: "Catch, see if anyone can recognize what this thing is."
Xue Nuofu caught it and examined it closely while the people around gathered to take a look.
The nail was passed around between many hands, but no one could make sense of it, shaking their heads to indicate they hadn't seen it before.
At this mont, Xiao Feng found a second nail.
Now it was certain that the appearance of the nail in the pit wasn't a coincidence; it definitely served so purpose.
As for what purpose, it was necessary to first find out what the nail was.
Xiao Feng climbed up using the rope and pointed to the bottom of the pit: "Keep digging down there, let's see how many more of these things there are. Later, I'll go ask Jiao Yuhang, he should know what this is."
The Martial Monks took turns jumping down, luckily the soil wasn't hard, they could dig with their hands.
Half an hour later, they had dug about a ter deeper from the original depth of the pit, and uncovered a total of seven nails.
"Brother Feng, I think that's all there is," Hui San panted and said: "The seven nails were found in the first half-ter of digging, there was nothing in the latter half.
And deeper down, you can't dig with just your hands, you need to first loosen the soil with a pickaxe, then use a shovel and a bucket to move the soil out."
The reason for saying this was partly to state the facts, and partly to prevent Xiao Feng from thinking there were treasures further down, and making them keep digging indefinitely.
Such is the plight of being at the bottom rung; the leaders only need to move their mouths, and the people below have to work tirelessly, but the benefits don't reach their pockets.
Xiao Feng nodded, put the nails into his pocket, and called out: "Let's call it a day."
...
By the ti they returned to Jinyue Garden, it was already four in the afternoon.
Xiao Feng, Old Har, and Aspergillus oryzae hadn't eaten lunch yet, so they just waited for dinner.
The hunger passed, and they weren't that hungry anymore.
During dinner, Xiao Feng instructed: "Tonight, Old Lv will lead a team of six to the vicinity of the Du Family estate. If you see people from the Bai Family, don't hesitate, just start fighting!"
"Yes, Boss!" Lv Ziming replied, his expression extrely serious.
After Xiao Feng finished speaking, he looked at Aspergillus oryzae and Old Har: "You two, practice after dinner, you need to act like beggars, and show off your stick skills. Make sure it looks impressive."
"The Boss is right, beggars need to kneel to beg," Aspergillus oryzae said, digging a pit for Old Har.
Old Har naturally wasn't going to suffer in silence; he dug a pit back: "And stick skills should look elegant, it's not just about twirling the stick, you need so high-difficulty moves like a standing backflip."
This kind of banter was sothing everyone had gotten used to, and no one took it seriously as they ate and drank.
After dinner, everyone went back to rest separately.
Sun Shijie instructed: "From now on, don't enter the basent casually, and don't open the outside door, I've set up many chanisms and traps inside."
"What if there's an ergency and we need to get sothing?" Xiao Feng asked.
"Just in case, I've already taken out so materials that might be needed, because tomorrow, everyone will be out in force, and if soone sneaks in to steal sothing, it would be a disaster," Sun Shijie said seriously.
Xiao Feng thought it over and found the argunt reasonable, so he didn't say anything else.
After a while, he took out a nail he had dug out from the big pit by the Wild Lake and held it out to Sun Shijie: "Have you seen this before, old man?"
Sun Shijie beca interested, took it, examined it closely, shook his head, and said: "Old Miao might recognize it, shall I give him a call?"
Xiao Feng understood that when Sun Shijie said Old Miao, he ant Old Nine, who had accompanied them into the underground chamber in Jiuyou Town, so he nodded and agreed to this suggestion.
However, even if Old Nine could identify the nail, Xiao Feng felt it was still necessary to visit Jiao Yuhang.
By corroborating information from both sides, it would be easier to obtain accurate information.
Twenty minutes later, Sun Shijie returned the nail to Xiao Feng, saying: "Old Miao said the patterns on the nail might be talismans, generally used in ancient tis when unusual phenona occurred after a person's death, and they would nail such nails on coffins.
However, based on the length, it doesn't seem like it would be nailed onto a coffin board."
Xiao Feng nodded: "So, in other words, he can't say for sure either."
"That's about right," Sun Shijie replied.
Xiao Feng thanked him and went back inside.
Sitting on the sofa, he closed his eyes and recalled what the little girl said during the day: "If you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who causes the problem," a knowing smile appeared on his lips...
...
Winter mornings were always foggy, the people walking in the fog appeared and disappeared, and before long, they would find that their down jackets were already wet.
Outside the trade city near the city center, hundreds of people were busy at this mont.
Hanging banners, setting up stages, testing equipnt.
Each was busy, yet not chaotic; everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
When the sky finally cleared up, the fog dispersed, and the sunlight shone upon the earth, Xiao Feng led his people out.
As he walked out of the Jinyue Garden gate, Wang Lubo, dressed in designer clothes and with his hair perfectly combed back, smiled and said: "Brother Feng, this ti, I guarantee to give you an imposing presence, how about I be the emcee?"
"Forget it, letting you take a few steps on stage is already giving you a lot of face," Xiao Feng said disdainfully.
In fact, considering Wang Lubo's status and renown in Jiangcheng, this remark was evidently inappropriate.
However, neither Xiao Feng, who made the remark, nor Wang Lubo, who heard it, felt anything was amiss.
"Get in, get in!" Wang Lubo opened the door of the minibus, inviting Xiao Feng and the others to board.
The vehicle started, heading towards the Fenghua Xueyue bridal shop.
Once they got out of the vehicle, everyone was taken aback, overwheld by a sense of grandeur.
Standing outside the main entrance, rows of ceremonial cannons lined up on both sides of the stage.
The flower baskets outside were stacked to the point of being unable to be accommodated, and at a glance, each was from a reputable company in Jiangcheng.
Notably, the ones from the Chang Family, Du Family, and Bai Family were the most extravagant, their differences obvious at first glance.
"Fat Bo, didn't you send a flower basket?" the little girl asked.
"I did," Wang Lubo chuckled and pointed to the area where the flower baskets were placed, saying: "Mine's at the back, the banner isn't up yet."
Everyone looked carefully, their eyes widened, unable to resist the urge to mock.
Can this even be called a flower basket?
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