Zhang Liang agreed and immediately went out to arrange manpower.

Erkui took Jin Feng and others to the small tower.

There are several rooms below the tower, where the bandits usually rest.

At this time it became a dormitory for veterans.

When Jin Feng came, the best room naturally became Jin Feng's.

But the so-called best room is also very simple. There is a layer of black dust on both the table and the bed.

"I'm sorry, sir, this damn place is full of black ash. Even after wiping it today, it will still be there tomorrow. It will never be wiped away. Later, Brother Liang stopped letting me wipe it off.

"

Erkui wiped the stool with his sleeves and was embarrassed to explain.

"Wait a moment!"

Jin Feng stretched out his fingers to pinch some black ash, put it under the oil lamp, and looked at it carefully.

A hint of surprise gradually appeared on his face: "You said there is this kind of black and gray everywhere here?"

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