The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

Zhao Hu tightened his grip on the entrenching tool; Da Niu was still unaware that they had killed a young master.

This kid is practically the village's breadwinner, it's time for him to take on some responsibilities.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Hu revealed the secret from before: "Some time ago, when Xinghua and I went to look for Gouya, Xinghua ran into a group of pursuers chasing a young master in the mountains. The young master claimed to be the son of the military commander."

Da Niu's eyes widened, and he lowered his voice: "Brother Hu, why haven't you mentioned this at all?"

"That young master was killed by me and Xinghua, and his body was dragged to Gouya's village. I thought we wouldn't be able to find him in the village, so I kept quiet about it. The people who were chasing the young master had never seen me and Xinghua. We only showed up after they left."

Xinghua overheard them talking about what they had acquired. "Zhao Hu picked out the important information and told Da Niu.

Da Niu's brows furrowed instantly: "A perfectly respectable son of an official, instead of taking the official road and fleeing the capital, he hides in this remote and desolate mountain of Luan Yun Ridge to escape for his life? And he's carrying something important, which is why people have been able to chase him all the way from the prince's fiefdom to here..."

"Could it be that thing is pointing to a location, or perhaps hiding treasures, money, or... weapons?! And that location is in Chaotic Cloud Ridge?"

After Da Niu finished speaking, his eyes narrowed, and he raised his head, his gaze meeting Zhao Hu's directly.

Both of them felt a sudden jolt in their hearts.

That's why a second group of people came, and that's why there's horse manure here.

Da Niu didn't believe it if you insisted that the young master's family had come looking for him. The son of the military commander had been hunted down and was on the run; his family and relatives had probably all perished. How could anyone be alive?

"This matter cannot be let go so easily; we must investigate further."

"Yes, explore deeper, but be very careful." Zhao Hu lowered his voice and moved even more gently.

Unfortunately, the recent torrential rains washed away all the hoofprints and footprints in the mud, making it extremely difficult to find any traces. Zhao Hu could only carefully follow the direction of the vegetation to figure out which way to go.

The more you think about it, the more uneasy you feel.

Having determined the direction, Zhao Hu straightened up, only to find that Da Niu was still squatting in the same spot with his body bent over, his hands moving constantly, gathering the remaining horse manure handful by handful.

"What are you doing?"

Without even looking up, Da Niu carefully gathered the dung: "Take it back as fertilizer. There aren't any livestock in the village now, and we're desperately short of manure. This is excellent fertilizer. We'll collect it along the way, little by little."

You might find quite a few along the way.

Zhao Hu did not stop him upon hearing this. Instead, he turned around and found a few large leaves nearby. Da Niu took the leaves and wrapped the horse manure tightly with the leaves, making a large bag that he then attached to the side of his satchel at his waist.

A heavy lump hung down around his waist, covering most of his fanny pack.

After cleaning up the excrement, the two continued to explore. The old trees in the forest blocked out the sun, making it dark and gloomy. The damp and stuffy cold air seeped into their collars.

After climbing up the slope, Zhao Hu looked in the direction and headed down. When he saw another large pile of horse manure, he felt both calm and panicked.

It must be because we didn't look in the wrong direction; the real danger is that there's definitely more than one horse's droppings.

The entire group entered Luanyun Ridge silently, even passing through the hilltop of Lotus Village...

Fortunately, the village chief had everyone gather at the end of the village early on, and the desolate appearance at the village entrance fooled the scouts.

Zhao Hu felt a wave of fear wash over him, a thin layer of cold sweat breaking out on his back. He gripped the shovel tighter, and placed his other hand on his waist, ready to draw his machete at any moment.

The big cow was still squatting in the grass, quietly picking up the scattered dung.

When they found the last pile of horse manure, the two of them suddenly felt a chill run down their spines, and a sharp sense of crisis surged from their hearts.

Before the two could react, several arrows suddenly shot through the dense forest below, landing about seven or eight steps away from where they had landed. Following the arrows, the sound of light footsteps grew louder and closer, surrounding them.

Da Niu squatted on the ground, looking at Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu was wearing camouflage work clothes and bright yellow duck down pants, and he held a dark and shiny entrenching shovel in his hand.

Such an outfit...

We absolutely cannot let Tiger be discovered.

In the blink of an eye, Da Niu had made up his mind.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhao Hu from beside him, shoving him backward with all his might, sending Zhao Hu staggering several steps away: "Brother Hu, go!"

Zhao Hu gripped the entrenching tool tightly in his palm.

Although both of them possessed formidable weapons that could be considered divine, and they feared no one in close combat in the mountains and forests, they lacked protective armor. Their opponents, armed with bows and arrows and outnumbering them, could wear them down without even engaging in close combat, simply by using ranged attacks.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but his clothes, the first-aid flashlight, the shovel, and the rooster in his pocket will all become a disaster that leads to the village!

Zhao Hu gave Da Niu a deep look, suppressing all the turmoil in his eyes, and nodded heavily without hesitation.

They leaped and disappeared into the woods.

His camouflage clothing concealed his figure well.

Da Niu quickly reached into the horse manure in front of him, his hands instantly covered in the stinking dung. He then wiped his clothes and waist haphazardly, and deliberately poked open the dung sack wrapped in leaves that was stuck to his waist.

Heavy horse manure slowly dripped down the hole, obscuring the camouflage pouch at his waist.

As the sounds of Tiger retreating behind him gradually faded away, Da Niu raised his hand and roughly wiped his cheek with the back of his hand, which was covered in manure, and a simple, honest smile appeared on his lips.

Father said that Nannan's abilities are too extraordinary. Once outsiders find out, it will attract endless covetousness and plunder, and the whole village will be doomed.

My father said that we absolutely cannot let anything in the village be leaked.

That's absolutely not possible.

The seventeen-year-old boy slowly got up from the ground, straightened his body, and a resolute look flashed across his still somewhat immature face.

He slowly walked out of the bushes, facing the direction from which the arrows were coming.

"Who is it? Who is here?!"

The footsteps drew closer, and the cow's movements, which it made no attempt to conceal, were exceptionally clear in the forest.