C143 The Changing Black Tortoise Heart Shield

Luansoong was lying in his room, looking at a dusty rope hanging from a big beam on the roof with a lifeless look in his eyes.

He knew what it was for, and when the farmers made ham out of cured meat in the winter, they would find a small house, and when it was finished with a pine fire, they would hang on the beams for long periods of time.

That was the effect of the rope