When the old lady came to the grave, she stopped singing, and then stood there motionlessly, not knowing what she was doing.

Wang Zan and Geng Hao watched from behind, not daring to disturb him.

After waiting for a while, the hour passed quickly, but suddenly the old lady's shadow faded, and the next moment, she suddenly returned to the child's body. This was the time. If the old lady didn't go back, she might not be able to withstand the gradually richer yang energy.

Wang Zan was a little stunned. He obviously didn't react too much to why the old lady went back, because according to what he thought, since he had brought the other party's soul here, it was considered the old lady's wish, so why would the other party still hold on to her and keep her back?

Geng Hao asked confusedly: "I thought it would be over to send my grandma here. If it is endless, then when will it be? Are you so greedy for Xiaobao to let go?"

When Geng Hao said this, a resentful look appeared on his face. The old man was his grandmother, but he had passed away after all, so it must be more important than his son at this time.

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to wait for dawn tomorrow and dig it open to see what's underneath..."

"No tomorrow, I can't wait now!"

Geng Hao and his wife looked for two stones from the ground, then squatted down and digged the soil bun. Before the bag could be dug down, blood was dug from their fingers. Although the texture on this hillside was not a stone mountain, the soil was already hard after years of weathering. If there were no tools, it would be difficult to dig it out.

Wang Zan did not join the ranks of the two. He knew it was futile. Geng Hao and his wife just had nowhere to vent their resentment, so they all spread it on it.

Parents are the biggest children.

Not long after, Geng Hao and Xu Meimei had digged about halfway, and they were lying on the ground exhausted and gasping. Wang exclaimed and comforted softly, "Sleep for a while, I'll go back tomorrow, borrow a few shovels, or hire a few people to dig. It's useless for you to be anxious at this time."

Geng Hao's expressionless face, Xu Meimei slowly closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "This old lady will never stop dead. Who can burn paper for you in the future?"

Geng Hao didn't complain again this time.

It was not long before it became bright. Wang Zan sniffed for a while, and after waking up, he called both of them, saying that he planned to go back and find people, shovels, etc. Geng Hao was depressed and said thank you. Wang Zan was about to go back on the hillside along the same road as yesterday. At this time, Xu Meimei suddenly exclaimed, pointed to the valley on the other side, and said, "Isn't that someone else's house?"

From this hillside to the right, there is a long and narrow valley with lush forests. I didn’t see any houses, but I could see several pillars of smoke rising.

"Hey, don't say it, it seems that someone is cooking with a fire." When they came yesterday, they saw the valley and didn't expect that there would be people below, even if there were some, they might be blocked by lush branches and leaves.

At this time, early in the morning, smoke rose, and it was obvious that someone was cooking and burning firewood.

"I'll go down and take a look, you guys wait a moment!" Wang Zan got up and patted his butt, then rushed down the hillside.

In just over ten minutes, Wang Zan came to the valley at the foot of the mountain and saw about a dozen low houses scattered in a row not far away. He had been walking in Guizhou for a long time. He could also see that this type of house is similar to the houses in the Miao village. They are made of wooden on all sides, and only one side has a wooden window. They sleep in warm winter and cool summer.

Wang Zan walked over quickly, stretched his neck and looked into the room, and saw that the two families were all older people busy. It seemed that there was someone. The old people turned their heads and looked at him in surprise.

Wang Zan coughed dryly, stepped forward and said hello, "Old man, let me ask, can you lend me some things?"

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Wang Zan was about to cry. The language was completely incommunicable. They were speaking local dialect, which sounded no different from foreign languages. Wang Zan rolled his eyes and searched outside the house for a long time, and then saw a few shovels and other tools under a corner of the wall. He pointed there, and then pointed at himself and nodded.

Although the language was impossible to communicate, fortunately, these old men had a good understanding. When they saw Wang Zan's gestures, they understood what they meant. Then they nodded and said it was okay. An old man even took a few hot food such as yellow-faced steamed buns wrapped in paper from the house and handed it to him.

It is not a place where there are poor mountains and rivers, but there is no troublesome people. In this kind of mountain valley that is obviously isolated from the world, the people are very simple. They sleep at night and do not close their doors at night. There is no such thing as guarding against others. Even if you need it, you will take the initiative to help you.

Wang Zan nodded repeatedly to thank him. After taking the food, he carried two shovels and walked back. However, from the back of the valley, a middle-aged man in black ethnic costume came over. He looked at Wang Zan strangely for a few glances, and asked in a bit awkward Mandarin.

"What are you doing?"

"Brother, it would be great if you can understand Mandarin..." Wang Zan immediately breathed a long sigh when he heard that the other party understood Mandarin and hurriedly pointed to the direction of the top of the mountain and explained a few words.

"I have worked outside before and know something. There is nothing on the hill you mentioned. I've been there a few times before."

"I don't know what, so I want to dig it out and take a look."

"Okay, I'll go with you. Wait for me for a while, I'll get some tools."

"Yeah, yeah, thank you brother!"

Not long after, the middle-aged man walked over with a hoe. The two walked up the mountain together. On the way, Wang Zan asked the other party: "Brother, have you heard of the Donghua Temple?"

"Swish" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then looked at him with great vigilance and asked, "What are you asking about this?"

Wang Zan's heart trembled as he looked at his reaction. The other party had obviously heard of Donghua Temple, which was a bit beyond his expectations. Unexpectedly, he actually found out.

"I also heard from an old man that it seems to be here, so I came here to look for it, but I haven't found it for several days."
Chapter completed!