It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

After the father and son finished tidying up the room, they came out and saw Yun Li with her eyes closed. Thinking she was sleeping, they called out to her softly.

I didn't dare call out to him since he wasn't awake.

Because before her benefactor left, she instructed, "Let her do whatever she wants, don't interfere or disturb her too much."

He looks like a child, but since he can walk with his benefactor and the benefactor solemnly instructs him, he must be a capable child, perhaps even with a somewhat eccentric temperament.

The father and son dared not disturb Yun Li, nor did they return to their room. Instead, they went to the courtyard, trying to avoid disturbing Yun Li while eagerly watching outside, hoping for their benefactor's return.

Yun Li's consciousness withdrew from the space, and his mental energy turned to the steel mill.

Wang Juhua was still locked up, having not seen Mu Qian and the other two.

She scanned the entire town and spotted Mu Qian and his two companions. The three were leading a well-trained group of men on their way to the steel mill.

The equipment these people have is clearly not something that officers from the town's police station would have.

During the time that was wasted, Mu Qian must have gone to other places to transfer people.

Yun Li withdrew his spiritual energy and saw the father and son at the gate of the courtyard. He walked over and said, "You two go to sleep. Mu Qian and the others won't be back tonight."

After saying that, she asked again, "Where will I sleep?"

The father and son didn't react much to what was said. Even if their benefactor didn't come back tonight, they wouldn't be able to sleep anyway.

The father and son reacted strongly to the next sentence, "Over here, over here..."

Both of them gestured for the others to proceed and led the way.

Yun Li closed the door as soon as she entered the room. The room was simple, but surprisingly clean.

She didn't care whether it was clean or not, since she was going to sleep in the space anyway.

Yun Li had a good night's sleep, while the informant and his son waited anxiously at the door all night.

Mu Qian, Sun Tianxiang, and Lin Shuze worked tirelessly all night to rescue Wang Juhua and successfully capture Cheng Tongshan and his gang of scrap metal dealers.

At the same time, Gu Hui, Gu Hui's parents, their brothers, sisters, and relatives were all arrested.

When Yun Li woke up the next day, she was greeted with a hot breakfast.

It was done by the father and son informants.

After finishing his meal, Yun Li wiped his mouth and looked at the father and son. "Go and take a look around the steel mill and see what's going on."

Upon hearing this, both father and son smiled. In fact, they had wanted to go out for a long time, but they were afraid that if they left the house alone, they would neglect this little distinguished guest.

Yun Li deliberately sent the two away so she could release the books she had found.

As I said before, as long as she doesn't see herself taking things out of the space, let them guess what they want.

There were simply too many books. The informant and his son's house had a total of three rooms: a main room, a kitchen, a storage room, and a latrine.

There are too many books, and even if all these places are filled, there is still not enough room.

Yun Li waved his hand and put all the furniture and other items in the house into his space, then put them in the open courtyard.

Finally, apart from the outhouse, Yun Li filled every place with books, and they weren't just randomly placed; they were all neatly arranged in his space and taken out in an orderly fashion.

There were some grease stains in the kitchen, so Yunli put a cloth on them to make sure the books didn't get dirty.

The other rooms and the main hall were the same; the floors were all covered with a layer of coarse cloth.

She doesn't put the books in the yard because she's afraid of rain.

Human history is full of treasures, but books are undoubtedly the most important of them all.

It must be carefully protected.

When the informant and his son returned at noon, they saw the furniture and familiar items in the yard.

The two were stunned and stood there in shock.

After a moment, his gaze slowly turned to the young VIP who was lying on a chair in the courtyard, pretending to be asleep.

Did she move out?

But why exactly?

Could it be that they felt the furniture was damp and deliberately moved it out to air it out?

It seems to make some sense, but it also doesn't quite make sense.

The informant and his son walked up to Yun Li. The son smiled and thanked them, "Um, thank you for helping us dry the mold."

Yun Li opened her eyes, then squinted again, the sunlight was just too strong.

"No need to thank me. I'm just using your house for a bit. If Mu Qian doesn't come back tonight, we'll sleep in the yard."

The father and son were completely bewildered. Was the house being requisitioned?

Why were they requisitioned?

Even if houses are requisitioned, surely we shouldn't be left without a place to sleep.

The informant's son walked to the door of the main room and was about to push it open when he heard Yun Li's lazy, childish voice say, "Be careful, don't break anything inside."

These words made the informant's son pause, and then he carefully and slowly pushed the door open, wondering what was inside.

The informant's father also came over out of curiosity.

When the door was pushed open a crack, the father and son were stunned.

I had considered that it might contain some valuable porcelain or other fragile items, but I never expected it to be a book.

It wasn't just ten or a hundred books, but a wall of books almost reaching the roof, and it was almost touching the doorway. He knew that there must be books all behind that wall as well.

In other words, the entire room was filled with books.

After a long while, the father and son turned to look at Yun Li in a daze, wanting to ask where all these books came from.

They opened their mouths again and again, but in the end, they didn't ask a single question. They simply closed the door with even gentler movements than before.

Then they went to the window of the room, and even though the curtains were drawn, he knew it was full of books.

Because the curtains weren't hanging loosely, but rather something was holding them against the window.

Turning to look at the kitchen, I saw that the seams of the previously damaged door panel had been covered with something that looked like cloth.

You don't need to look specifically to know that this place must be filled with books.

The two men lifted their somewhat unsteady legs and walked toward the outhouse. Before they even got close, a foul stench wafted over them.

Seeing the open outhouse, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that it would also be filled with books, which would be too smelly.

The two stayed in the outhouse for a few minutes, and the stench cleared their dizzy minds considerably.

When the two walked back to the front yard, they saw three dishes and a bowl of rice on the solid wood table in the house.

When Yun Li saw the two arrive, she jumped off the chair and said calmly, "You two eat these, I'm going out for a walk."

Without waiting for the father and son's reaction, he walked straight out.

As he walked to the courtyard gate, without turning his head, he instructed, "Close the gate carefully and keep an eye on those books."

After Yun Li's figure disappeared, the father and son quickly went forward to close the door. Despite having engaged in vigorous activity, both of them were leaning against the door, panting heavily.

In this era, the vast majority of books are tools for condemning people.

With so many books in this room, it's hard to guarantee that there aren't any banned ones; we absolutely mustn't let anyone discover them.

Even if Comrade Mu Qian is there, there won't be any problems even if those books are there.

But it's better to avoid trouble.

……

Mu Qian and his two companions began interrogating the group of people they had captured last night this morning. The interrogation went smoothly, thanks to the help of the insect army.

Those who are captured are unwilling to speak, and with ubiquitous insects acting as spies, there is no information that cannot be extracted from them.

However, there is one thing that the insect does not know, and that is, who is the bloodline of Little Day.

This naturally requires Yun Li to identify.