"It's really incredible..." Su Heng let out a deep breath, his expression solemn.
He thought he had estimated the demons highly enough, but they turned out to be even more terrifying and difficult to deal with than he had imagined.
"Those stupid, brainless demons have either been killed or locked up in the Demon Suppression Tower; naturally, the smarter ones are left," Su Li explained.
"Let me take a look at this booklet, I've heard people from the Sky Demon Alliance mention it before," said Su Li.
Su Heng handed her the booklet, "There are some maps in it and some inscriptions, but the pictures are very abstract, I can't understand them."
In Baihua County, being in unfamiliar territory, even with these clues, he would probably not be able to find the so-called treasure by himself. As for Xu Ziyi and Xu Baixia, their abilities were just average, and the power of their family was probably not outstanding.
Honestly, Su Heng wasn't particularly concerned with the contents of the booklet.
"Interesting." With the bright moonlight, Su Li flipped through the booklet, and a small smile slowly formed on her lips.
"That smile..."
For some reason, it reminded Su Heng of the expression of a top student facing a tough problem back in high school.
"Is there something strange about these maps?" Su Heng moved closer, curious.
"This map, if you search according to the features depicted on it alone, you're definitely not going to find anything," Su Li's slender and lustrous finger pointed to the simple ink drawing in the booklet as she spoke, "Because it's a light and shadow map, the features drawn in the book are different from the actual appearance of the mountains and rivers; you need to find it from a specific location."
"That's complex," Su Heng said, somewhat surprised, "our ancestors really went to great lengths to leave something for their descendants."
"So how do we find this special location?" Xiao Qing also tiptoed and leaned in.
"The wool comes from the sheep; the answer is in the book," Su Li flipped through a couple of pages and then found a line of inscription—
"On the bridge, the cold spring's thin stream; in the fairy stone, a three-foot hole; cloth sails flit across the sea cliff like shuttles, weaving the autumn moth in their true and wonderful year."
"What does this inscription mean?" Su Heng felt somewhat confused.
"Hmm... The literal meaning of the words isn't important; what's important is the specific location they refer to," Su Li tilted her head, with a contemplative expression on her face, "Figuring out this line of poetry should lead us to the hidden treasure left by the Xu Family's ancestors."
Su Li, Xiao Qing, and Su Heng smoothly entered the county government.
The streets were bustling with scholars and merchants in long robes, as well as rugged fighters from the rivers and lakes in short attire, revealing their muscular builds, and even exotic tribes from the north with blue pupils and thick body hair. On both sides of the street were various shops and restaurants, with the sounds of hawkers, shouting, and argumentative conversations never ceasing.
"It's really lively here, and there's a lot of tasty food, hmm, it smells pretty good," Su Heng remarked.
The streets were crowded with people.
But Su Heng didn't feel cramped.
Mainly because he now stood over two meters tall, with an extreme weight of over five hundred pounds.
This weight, on someone of Su Heng's height, did not appear cumbersome.
This was because Su Heng's muscle density had already reached three times that of an ordinary person, or even more.
To an ordinary person colliding head-on with him, it was essentially like running into a wall of iron. As he walked forward, the pedestrians on the road parted like the waters before a ship, moving aside to avoid him before they even reached him.
Of course...
Such an exaggerated physique and formidable, superhuman build inevitably drew many sidelong glances and stares.
Even after passing by, some would continuously look back. A girl with delicate, exquisite features, at the age of five or six, held by her father, had dropped her sugar haw on the ground without noticing, her eyes wide open and reluctant to turn back.
Su Heng felt somewhat helpless.
Fortunately, he had gradually grown accustomed to being the center of attention like this, but the most pressing matter was still to find a place to stay.
Baihua County was a large city, and where one stayed mattered.
There were mainly three types of accommodations.
The first type was inns and taverns, where anyone with money could stay, but the environment was average, and with people from all walks of life gathering there, safety was not guaranteed.
The second type was mansions. Generally speaking, the environment in mansions was much better than that of taverns and inns, built near mountains or by water, like a small resort. They had full amenities for recreation and leisure without interfering with dining and enjoyment. However, to stay there, one not only needed money but also proof of identity.
As for the third type, it was postal stations. Postal stations only accommodated officials, and although the environment was not necessarily special, security was ensured. Additionally, they provided horse exchanges, and some offered special services in politics and the military.