Chapter Twenty-Three: The Hidden Door
It's so cold! Chu Yun shivered excitedly. She clasped her bare shoulders with both hands for a moment before she could see her surroundings clearly.
She was now standing under the porch of the back door of the house, the door behind her had been tightly closed, blocking out the only light. Her eyes struggled to adjust to the darkness of the night outside, her mind recalling the topographical map she had carefully studied, judging the location of the row of holly trees.
She walked to the left along the porch, and under the wooden steps she saw the row of low holly trees next to a path. She cautiously descended the steps, listening intently to the movement around her, and there was silence all around, except for the pounding of her own heartbeat in her chest.
She dodged into the shadow of the first holly tree, crouched down, reached out and felt in the pile of stones below, and soon she felt the cold pistol, grabbed it and drew it.
Chu Yun held the shiny pistol with both hands, checked the bullets in the gun, and stood up with his right hand tightly gripped.
She remembered following the path all the way to the flower house in the backyard, and the small door was next to the right of the flower house. Instead of taking the gravel-paved path, she bent down and walked slowly along the shadow of the holly tree, and when she came to a fork in the road, she saw a dark building, which, according to the location marked on the drawings, was supposed to be the flower house.
She turned onto the path that led to the flower house, walked briskly to the flower house, and dodged behind an unknown clump of plants, carefully observing her surroundings.
There are many evergreen plants planted in front of the flower house, and tall and low ground plants are densely or sparsely distributed around the flower house, which is really a good place to hide.
Chu Yun walked lightly to the courtyard wall on the right side of the flower room, judging the specific location of the small door by memory, by the dim moonlight, she saw a stack of empty flower pots placed along the wall, she walked over and carefully observed the pile of flower pots, and found that there was a flower pot on the far side There was a withered plant and some messy weeds in it, she reached out and touched it in the flower pot, and touched a hard thing, took it out and looked at it, it was a key.
Her heart beat even harder, and she knew that the only small door that would allow her and Ouyang Fu to evacuate safely was near this flower pot.
She stood up and groped with her left hand along the courtyard wall, which was covered with a hardened layer of moss crawling with dried plants. Chu Yun carefully discerned the feeling of the cement brick wall being erected, and moved forward little by little.
Suddenly, her hand felt a gap, and then she felt the handle of the thick wooden door.
A burst of ecstasy surged into Chu Yun's heart, she tightly grasped the handle of the small door, stabilized her excited mood, calmed down, groped with her hand to insert the key into the keyhole under the handle, turned to the right, and with a "click", the door opened.
I have been worried that the small door may not be opened if it is not used for a long time, and now finally a stone has fallen to the ground. Chu Yun let out a sigh of relief, carefully closed the door again, and pulled out the key. Go back to the tallest and densest bushes and hide behind them.