A wagon full of hay ridden by a gray-haired man went through a farm outside Fuyu. It went into the small barn which was situated right at the foot of a cliff and stopped. The middle of the stacked, bundled hays opened on its own. A man wearing a black silk robe sat up. It was Prime Minister Xian Lang. He brushed off the hay stalks on his hair and clothes and stepped down.
He walked to an empty stable and faced the wall. He pulled down a torch holder. A two-yards wide portion of the wall moved around. Xian Lang walked in and the wall turned again and closed. The driver only went about unloading the hay bundles.
Inside the wall was a wide passage of a man-made cavern. One could tell it was carved on purpose by a rock Chiangda because the walls were flat and the perfectly angled corners. Yards away, an open field within a hidden valley welcomed him.
