The room smelled terribly of burning firewood. Fortunately, there were cracks in the window frames and the door, so Qin Guan didn't have to be careful about inhaling the gas.
Although he was tired, he woke up at the first crow of a village rooster. He felt hungry.
As he was trying to go back to sleep, the rooster crowed a second time.
"Is that a rooster?" Attracted by the sound, Qin Guan put on his coat and shoes and walked outside. Silence was still prevailing in the yard. Everyone else was still asleep. It was dark outside, with only a beam of morning light rising in the East.
The rooster's third crow revealed its location. Qin Guan's eyes sparkled in the dark like yellow weasels.
Crack!
The yard door opened and a figure sneaked out.
