Chapter 184 (1/2)

I don't know the years in the mountains.

Ordinary mountain people rarely deliberately remember that today is a few months and days.

But

This day is the fourth day for the villagers of Quanyong village.

The fourth day after Chu Yun and Xiao Yang Jian left.

In the deep mountains, there is no source of information. The villagers can only wait in the village with fear. I don't know which day the mountain bandits of Heihu mountain will come back to settle accounts.

But of course, not all villagers believe that Chu Yun's master and apprentice will lose. There are also very few villagers who still have a glimmer of hope.

What if?

What if the bandits in Heihu mountain are really eliminated?

Early in the morning, Quanyong village, the entrance of the village.

The old village head stood there leaning on a crutch. He was thin and slightly bent. His turbid eyes looked calmly into the distance. There was a red far sun rising in the sky.

For the mountain people in the black cloud mountains, the sun rises every day, but the dark cloud over the black cloud mountains can never be dispersed.

”Woof, woof!”

The barking of the dog came from behind the entrance of the village. The old village head slowly looked away and saw that the big yellow dog left by Chu Yun was barking with high morale.

Under its cry, two figures with shovels began to dig the earth at the foot of the rhubarb dog.

During this period, the rhubarb dog squatted and sat there. The golden hair looked brighter and brighter in the sunshine. The whole dog face was proud.

Clang——

The iron shovel shoveled into the soil. Before long, it hit a hard object, like a stone and a metal object.

Among the two figures holding the shovel, one of them was obviously excited. After pulling out the shovel, he didn't continue to dig. He lay on the ground with his brother. Next to the just dug pit, he separated the soil in the pit with his hand and touched the things shoveled by the shovel.

”It's a piece of silver! Brother, it's a piece of silver! ”

Wang Ji took the heavy silver ingot and wiped away the soil tightly adhered to it with his hand. His gray face showed a very fine look.

Brother Wang Li was also excited and speechless. He took his brother Wang Ji's hand and shook it hard to express his emotions.

”Wang...”

Rhubarb sneezed, the dog's head shook, looked at Wang Ji and Wang Li with very contemptuous eyes, and then slowly came to the village head, strolled to the old village head and lay down, yawning in boredom.

After that night, Chu Yun left, but left the gold digger Rhubarb in Quanyong village to protect the safety of the old village head and deter those irregularities.

The only people who really killed the old village head and took the initiative to stand up were Wang Ji and Wang Li at the bottom of the food chain.

After Chu Yun left, the old village head didn't blame the two men. Although the two brothers had killed him, if Chu Yun hadn't stopped him, he would have been killed by the two men now.

But

The old village head still didn't blame them.

Moreover, after that day, the old village head often asked the two brothers to eat in his own house. At first, Wang Ji and Wang Li were unwilling, but they couldn't stand the strong request of the old village head. Later, when they didn't come, the old village head cooked the meals for the three people and directly mentioned them to the broken thatched house of the Wang brothers.

As soon as they came and went, the two brothers, Wang Ji and Wang Li, became the closest people to the old village head in the village.

The villagers said that the old village head had no children, so he wanted to treat the disabled brothers as his sons.

These days, rhubarb has been following the old village head, wholeheartedly obeying the master's orders and protecting the old man. In the process, it is idle and bored, so it sends out its own work and wanders around the village looking for possible treasures.

But to be honest

What treasures can there be in such a remote mountain village?

There is nothing underground except some scrap iron, but

When rhubarb scraped out some metal, Wang Ji and Wang Li brothers saw it, but they were very happy, because these things can be taken out for money. For them who lack livelihood skills, picking up garbage for money is an essential job, so they picked up the metal scraped out by rhubarb.

After rhubarb saw it, it seemed that there was really nothing to do. He commanded the Wang Ji and Wang Li brothers to dig by themselves. In a few days, although all the pieces dug out were scrap iron, it also made the Wang Ji and Wang Li brothers very happy.

And today

Rhubarb took them and dug out a twenty Liang silver ingot, which made Wang Ji and Wang Li almost speechless with excitement.

”Ah Ji, ah Li, you two come here...”

The old village head coughed twice and called softly.

”Village head.”

The brothers Wang Ji and Wang Li came forward, still clutching the silver ingot in their hands, and the excitement on their faces had not faded.

”You'd better not take the money...”

The old village head looked at the silver ingot in their hands, sighed gently and said, ”after all, the silver ingot was found by the spirit beast. It should be handed over to its owner. In a few days, if the great Xia Chu comes back, you will return the money to the family.”

“……”

The two brothers, Wang Ji and Wang Li, lowered their heads and shook their hands with silver ingots. It was obvious that they were very tangled in their hearts.

No wonder they tangle.

For the villagers in Quanyong village, the main way to make money is hunting and planting. These hard work may not save five liang of silver for a whole year. This is still the family that earns the most. For example, Wang Ji and Wang Li can earn two liang of silver a year, even if God bless them.

And now

This silver ingot weighs as much as twenty Liang.

A small silver ingot is worth ten years of hard work.

”... village head, we listen to you.”

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Ji and his brother looked at each other, then walked forward, handed the silver ingot in the palm of his hand to the old village head sitting on the stone at the entrance of the village, and said, ”it's not ours, no more.”

”Alas.”

Hearing these words, the old village head couldn't help sighing.