The sun has also come out, rising from the east hillside. Although it is not very warm yet,

This light can dispel darkness and bring light and courage to everyone's hearts.

"We have arrived near the White Bone Chong, I think this is nothing?" Ge Dadan led the way, turning to the people behind him while leading the way.

"Could it be that on the day when I came to send the black mule for burial a few days ago, it was raining heavily and I was carrying the coffin, so people were attracted by it, or something?"

"Come here now and look around. It's not that scary. It's almost the same as the mountains and forests over there!" Ge Dadan said.

Damo nodded in agreement, "I sent the black mule up the mountain on a rainy day, and I came too. The feeling was different from today!"

Ge Dadan said: "I'm not sure if there is any good treasure here in Bai Gu Chong. They are very clever and are afraid that people in other villages will know about it, so they made up a bunch of lies to scare us."

Damo said: "Isn't it right?"

Ge Dadan's eyes widened, "What's wrong with this? This guy is just selfish and greedy."

"Well, yes, you still understand human nature." Yang Ruoqing said, "Because you are a selfish and greedy person. For money, you don't have to have any moral integrity, and you dare to sign life and death certificates, hahaha."

If it were another place where Yang Ruoqing dared to scold her in person like this, Ge Dadan would definitely get angry.

But now, they are all from Yang Ruoqing's side, so they are from the same village as him.

But Damo is obviously attracted to this guy named Xiaotang, and Ge Dadan is very good at not doing anything that will lead to losses.

"Hey, if you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. I am selfish and greedy, which shows that I am a real person, hahaha..."

Ge Dadan justified his explanation. Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, he remained silent and walked ahead to lead the way, even humming a little tune.

"Xiaotang, have you seen it? That village over there is the Bone Village." Damo came to Yang Ruoqing, walked side by side with her, and raised his hand to point to a certain direction in front of him.

Following his guidance, Yang Ruoqing saw the low roof ridge hidden in the gap between the big trees.

"I made a plan with Ge Dadan earlier. We won't enter the village, but go directly around from here to the valley over there," he said.

Yang Ruoqing knows that valley.

It's the haunted valley that everyone is talking about, saying that there is a ghost cave there, which is the lair of mountain ghosts.

"Well, you are the guides, you have the final say." She smiled at Damo.

Damo also laughed, and then looked at the long bamboo stick in Yang Ruoqing's hand, "If there is really danger later, don't panic, Brother Damo, I brought a hatchet!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "What? Brother Damo, do you look down on the bamboo stick in my hand?"

Damo smiled and said truthfully: "This bamboo stick of yours is just for chasing away snakes, insects, rats, ants, and scaring rabbits. It won't do anything if you really encounter anything!"

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "It depends on who used the bamboo stick. If it were someone else, of course it wouldn't be a problem. It's in my hand, hehe..."

The two of them were talking and laughing as they hurried on. Behind them, Luo Fengtang, Qi Xingyun, and Tuobaling were also walking, looking at the surrounding terrain and mountains, and chatting in low voices.

There was a distance between the three of them and Yang Ruoqing and Damo in front.

Yang Ruoqing knew that they were thinking about where the sword would be buried as they walked.

It is not convenient for Damo and Ge Dayan to know about the sword.

Sometimes knowing more is not a good thing. Not telling them is also good for them. They are destined to be just ordinary mountain people who can live a simple and happy life.

Not everyone is suitable to experience those big winds and waves, those ups and downs.

If she could choose on her own, Yang Ruoqing would rather be reunited with Chen'er, and then the family would be content to live a life of peace and prosperity.

Yang Ruoqing didn't speak anymore. All she was thinking about in her heart and mind was Chen'er.

Chen'er's smile, Chen'er's cry...

During those days, the child was not lost and was still with her.

During those days, she was so busy that she would sometimes lead her herb collection team up the mountain before dawn, only to drag her tired body back to the village after dark.

By the pond at the entrance of the village, my mother and mother-in-law stood there waiting with a child in their arms.

The warmest thing in Yang Ruoqing's life is seeing her children waiting for their mother to come home.

The saddest thing in my life is seeing my children waiting for their mother to come home.

For life, for business, for the future of the family, adults have to fight.

If possible, who wouldn’t want to spend all day and night with their children, play with them, and accompany them every day and night as they grow up?

But the reality makes you feel powerless.

Every time they return to the village, the two little guys are the happiest.

Chen'er is well-behaved and gentle. Every time he sees Yang Ruoqing coming back, he will giggle with excitement.

He also stretched out his little hand several times to want his mother to hug and kiss her.

However, Baby Luo has been domineering since he was a child. Children who cry are given milk, so Yang Ruoqing can only comfort the crying one first.

Bathing and feeding the baby was a hectic time.

Chen'er would wait patiently, without crying or fussing, until he fell asleep.

So many times when my son is in my hands, he is almost asleep.

What Chen'er didn't know was that after he fell asleep, Yang Ruoqing would lie next to him and look at him quietly for more than an hour.

Touching his little hands and little face, I felt happy and guilty at the same time.

Could it be that God felt sorry for Chen'er and that he couldn't get more maternal love, so he took Chen'er away from her?

And then find a better mother for Chen'er?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing's eye sockets became hot, and a few tears fell out of her eyes.

She turned her head and took a sour nose.

In this life, the person I feel most sorry for and owe the most is her son Chen'er.

Child, where are you?

Sad time, now you are five and a half years old, have you learned anything? How are you doing?

Thinking of Baby Luo's thrilling encounter a few days ago, Yang Ruoqing's heart felt even more like a cat scratching her fiercely.

Could it be that Chen'er is also controlled by those bad guys?

Will they force him to do something unimaginable and challenge the bottom line and three views of mankind?

Thinking of this, all the dark stories about the dark side of this society, the dark stories I have seen and heard in my past and present lives, came to me like snowflakes.

She was out of breath, and her steps became heavier and heavier. Then she stopped on the side of the road, holding on to a tree, and felt the urge to hug the tree and cry.

"Xiaotang, what's wrong with you? Why don't you leave?" Damo walked a few steps and found that Yang Ruoqing, who was beside him just now, suddenly fell behind, so he hurriedly turned around and came back.
Chapter completed!