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Chapter 383 Fire Point Map

We did it right away, on the fourth night after making the plan.

After everyone returned to the camp and had dinner, Zhou Chang and Shouhou changed into dark clothes, took a bag of nettle leaf crumbs, and went to Peng Liang's tent to wait for the opportunity.

Gao Yuan stayed behind the tent in case someone suddenly came.

Skinny Monkey collected the nettles over the past few days. He picked the leaves carefully, cut off only the thorny part at the tip of the leaves, and then put them into a large black cloth bag.

The reason for waiting for three or four days was mainly to find out Peng Liang's work and rest schedule and to be familiar with the route.

After confirming that Peng Liang would get bored and go out to gamble and drink with others after dinner every day, and then return to the tent and fall asleep, they began to take action.

The two men first went to wait around Peng Liang's tent, and when Peng Liang went out, they slipped into his tent.

The tent where Peng Liang lived was relatively simple, with only two beds and a table.

The two beds should have been prepared for him and his son, but Peng Pai never stayed in the camp for a single day and always accompanied his wife in the hunting palace on the mountain.

And it was obvious at a glance that the bed where Peng Liang had slept was the one with two quilts. The night wind in the mountains can sometimes be cold.

According to the plan, as soon as the two men entered and found Peng Liang's bed, they sprinkled the chopped nettle leaves on his bed and bedding.

Zhou Chang had just opened the quilt, and Shou Hou had also opened the black cloth bag, when they heard Peng Liang's voice coming back: "Dad, what are you doing here at this time? What's the matter that needs to be discussed so late at night?"

It was too late for the two to escape.

Zhou Chang pointed under the bed, and the skinny monkey understood.

The two of them hid under two beds respectively.

Just as he hid himself in, the tent curtain was lifted and two people walked in one after the other.

Peng Liang seemed to be going to light the lamp on the table.

"No need..." Peng Pai's magnetic and deep voice seemed anxious, "Take this."

I don’t know what the Peng faction gave to Peng Liang.

The stars and the moon in the mountains are brighter than those in the imperial city, and the tent is bright even without a light. Unfortunately, Zhou Chang can't see anything while hiding under the bed.

Peng Pai whispered again: "Remember, wait until late at night when no one is around before handing it over. Don't let anyone see you."

"I understand, Dad." Peng Liang answered casually.

Peng Pai was also worried: "You can't go out to drink and gamble tonight. Just wait here until it's completely dark. Isn't that guy in the camp every night?"

"Ah? It's still at least two hours before midnight, Dad..." Peng Liang muttered to express his dissatisfaction.

"Stop talking nonsense. I can't stay any longer. King Xian is still waiting." Peng Pai's voice became more and more anxious. "You must not be careless. You must keep an eye on this thing."

"I understand." Peng Liang had no choice but to agree again.

Peng Pai had already turned to leave, but he seemed still uneasy, and turned around and said, "If you dare to take this thing with you to gamble, I will definitely not let you go, understand?"

"I understand." Peng Liang's answer became more serious.

Zhou Chang became more and more curious about what that thing was and who it was given to.

In the past, Peng Pai gave her the impression of being a weakling and a soft persimmon, so he had never been so serious about doing things.

Besides, if you are worried, why don’t you do it yourself instead of looking for your son?

Just as he was thinking about this, Peng Pai was still worried: "This is a serious matter..."

"Dad..." Peng Liang lost his patience, "Don't worry, if you are worried, you can just go and send it off yourself."

"Asshole, if I could get a chance to go there myself, would I still need you?" Peng Pai hurried out. "No more talking. Stay alert. I have to go."

"Oh..." Peng Liang sent his father out.

As soon as the Peng faction left, Zhou Chang realized that something was wrong.

Just now, the Peng faction told Peng Liang not to go out until midnight. Doesn't that mean they won't be able to go out and have to lie under the bed until midnight?

Peng Liang turned around and lit the lamp on the table, and the tent suddenly became bright.

Then there was a rustling sound.

Zhou Chang speculated that Peng Liang was probably looking at something given to him by his father Peng Pai.

Should I rush out at this moment, knock him out, and then steal the thing to see what it is?

The thing seems very important and related to King Xian?

Not necessarily?

But Peng Pai just said that the person who was going to submit the item was not in the camp every day, so who could it be? And what was it?

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the footsteps of several people outside the tent.

One of the unfamiliar voices shouted from a distance: "Master Peng, come on, why aren't you leaving yet?"

Peng Liang's tent was located on one side of the military officer's camp, which was both secluded and convenient.

"Oh, I'm not going." Peng Liang heard the noise, hurriedly put away his things, stood up and lifted the door curtain.

The people outside were not happy when they heard this: "Why don't you go? Why don't you go after winning yesterday? Isn't this unfair, Mr. Peng?"

Judging from the tone of their voices, those who invited to gamble were all military generals.

"No, I have something urgent to do tonight." Peng Liang suddenly became an obedient son.

"What's the matter? Are you hiding a little beauty in there? Haha..." Someone forced his head in.

The others also laughed and made a noise.

Naturally, the man saw nothing.

The other person dragged Peng Liang out and said, "Brother Peng, let's go. It will be boring without you. Not only are there a few of us here tonight, but also Chu Bai. Haven't you always wanted to take revenge on him?"

"Chu Bai is here too? Isn't he being watched closely by his father?" Peng Liang was obviously moved.

"Who knows? You can go and ask him in person." The man had obviously pulled Peng Liang out of the tent.

Peng Liang no longer hesitated, but stopped again: "Wait..."

"What?" Everyone asked impatiently.

"You go first, I'll be there soon." Peng Liang did not forget his father's instructions.

Everyone laughed and said, "Okay, keep your word, you must come."

"Sure." Peng Liang agreed and returned to the tent.

After everyone left, Peng Liang tinkered around with something, then turned around, blew out the lamp on the table, and ran towards the group of people.

Zhou Chang heard Peng Liang's footsteps running away, then he crawled out from under the bed.

"Hurry, find out if he has hidden that thing under the bed." Zhou Chang's heart was not beating as fast as it was now when he was hiding under the bed just now.

The skinny monkey also crawled out from under the bed and whispered, "No need to look for it, it's under the mattress. I heard it clearly. Fortunately, he didn't think of hiding under the bed, otherwise I would have been killed."

While he was talking, the skinny monkey had already taken out a small wooden box from under the mattress.

Zhou Chang took it and opened the wooden box, and there was only a piece of paper inside.

Unfolding the paper, in the moonlight filtering in through the tent window, it was clear that it was a scribbled map.

"This..." Zhou Chang couldn't see clearly, so he looked at the text in the lower right corner of the map.

Although the text is in traditional Chinese, one can still barely make out the twelve words: "June 10th", "Three quarters past midnight", and "The fish in the pond will be affected".

"Isn't this a painting of the Hunting Palace?" The skinny monkey came up and took a look and was sure of it.