This small village is called Qingshui Village. It is already quite remote, but something is wrong everywhere.

Wulang said: "It's abnormal. Many farmlands are deserted. Judging from the condition of the weeds, it shouldn't be that they have been deserted for a year or two."

Shangguan Ruoli also noticed, "The Yi people live in the mountains and have very little farmland for cultivation. They all cherish the land. Why is most of the land in Qingshui Village deserted?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Qingshan, who shook his head, "I have never been here, and I have never heard of the situation in Qingshui Village."

Dongming Ziyu looked at the wooden door of the village and said, "Go into the village and have a look."

Qingshui Village is built on the mountainside, surrounded by clouds and mist, and green trees. It is noon now, and smoke is rising above the wooden house.

Jiang Qingshan stepped forward and knocked on the village door, "Open the door, open the door!"

Soon a stooped old man came over. He didn't open the door and peeked out from the crack of the door. "What are you doing?"

Fortunately, this language is the same as that of the previous copycat, and Jiang Qingshan understands it.

Jiang Qingshan said: "Our Lord, the magistrate of Shiniu County came to inspect the autumn harvest. He opened the door and let us in."

The old lady was silent for a moment and said: "What county magistrate? We don't know each other, so don't pretend to be! Walk around! If you have to look, the farmland is outside the village, see for yourself!"

After saying that, he walked quickly.

Jiang Qingshan continued to knock on the door, "Open the door, open the door!"

No one came to open the door, but someone came out of the wooden house and peered towards the door. He looked very hostile to strangers and excluded others from entering the village.

Wulang smiled and said: "Finally, there is someone who rejects outsiders. It shows that the legend is not groundless."

Shangguan Ruoli looked through the crack in the door and said, "Look, there seem to be only old, weak, women and children in the village. Logically speaking, they are hostile to outsiders. When outsiders come, the young and the strong should go in first."

Shangguan stroked his beard and concluded: "There is a situation."

Dongming Ziyu said: "Let's leave and hide nearby to observe."

Several people went down the mountain. The two donkeys were too conspicuous and could easily be exposed, so they stayed in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain for Jiang Qingshan to watch. Shangguan was old and not suitable for running around, so he and his attendants also stayed behind.

Shangguan Ruoli left enough food, medicine, self-defense weapons and medicinal powder for several people. He returned to the vicinity of Qingshui Village with Dongming Ziyu and Wulang, hid in a big tree in the distance, and observed with a telescope.

There were a few old people hanging around the entrance to the village, as if they were afraid of their return, which made people even more suspicious.

After dark, the young and middle-aged men from Qingshui Village came back. They came back from the mountain behind Qingshui Village. Some of them carried hammers, axes, chisels, shovels, some carried baskets, and some carried baskets.

…

Dongming Ziyu asked Wulang in a low voice: "Did you see anything wrong this time?"

Wu Lang felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. His brain was running rapidly. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly said: "I know, the tools they brought are wrong! They don't look like farmers or logging people, but they look like the people behind Nanbeixi Village."

Mined from mountain jade mines.”

He often followed the farming, and also went up the mountain to cut trees and smash stones. It was still easy to identify the tools.

Shangguan Ruoli patted his head appreciatively and said to Dongming Ziyu: "Is it possible that mineral deposits have also been discovered in Qingshui Village? People have mines, so they can be forgiven for not farming."

Dongming Ziyu said: "I'll go in and explore, you guys wait for me here."

Wulang would not be willful at this time. He nodded obediently and said seriously like a young adult: "Dad, please be careful!"

Dongming Ziyu touched his face and said, "Don't worry."

He exchanged a knowing look with Shangguan Ruoli, jumped on the tree a few times, and disappeared into the dense forest.

Shangguan Ruoli put his arms around Wu Lang, and the two of them said nothing, silently looking in the direction of Qingshui Village.

The night is getting darker, and every household in Qingshui Village is bustling with activity, and the smell of food wafts out. It smells like meat and rice, so the food must be good. This small village is called Qingshui Village, and it is already very remote, but something is wrong everywhere.

Son.

Wulang said: "It's abnormal. Many farmlands are deserted. Judging from the condition of the weeds, it shouldn't be that they have been deserted for a year or two."

Shangguan Ruoli also noticed, "The Yi people live in the mountains and have very little farmland for cultivation. They all cherish the land. Why is most of the land in Qingshui Village deserted?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Qingshan, who shook his head, "I have never been here, and I have never heard of the situation in Qingshui Village."

Dongming Ziyu looked at the wooden door of the village and said, "Go into the village and have a look."

Qingshui Village is built on the mountainside, surrounded by clouds and mist, and green trees. It is noon now, and smoke is rising above the wooden house.

Jiang Qingshan stepped forward and knocked on the village door, "Open the door, open the door!"

Soon a stooped old man came over. He didn't open the door and peeked out from the crack of the door. "What are you doing?"

Fortunately, this language is the same as that of the previous copycat, and Jiang Qingshan understands it.

Jiang Qingshan said: "Our Lord, the magistrate of Shiniu County came to inspect the autumn harvest. He opened the door and let us in."

The old lady was silent for a moment and said: "What county magistrate? We don't know each other, so don't pretend to be! Walk around! If you have to look, the farmland is outside the village, see for yourself!"

After saying that, he walked quickly.

Jiang Qingshan continued to knock on the door, "Open the door, open the door!"

No one came to open the door, but someone came out of the wooden house and peered towards the door. He looked very hostile to strangers and excluded others from entering the village.

Wulang smiled and said: "Finally, there is someone who rejects outsiders. It shows that the legend is not groundless."

Shangguan Ruoli looked through the crack in the door and said, "Look, there seem to be only old, weak, women and children in the village. Logically speaking, they are hostile to outsiders. When outsiders come, the young and the strong should go in first."

Shangguan stroked his beard and concluded: "There is a situation."

Dongming Ziyu said: "Let's leave and hide nearby to observe."

Several people went down the mountain. The two donkeys were too conspicuous and could easily be exposed, so they stayed in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain for Jiang Qingshan to watch. Shangguan was old and not suitable for running around, so he and his attendants also stayed behind.

Shangguan Ruoli left enough food, medicine, self-defense weapons and medicinal powder for several people. He returned to the vicinity of Qingshui Village with Dongming Ziyu and Wulang, hid in a big tree in the distance, and observed with a telescope.

There were a few old people hanging around the entrance to the village, as if they were afraid of their return, which made people even more suspicious.

After dark, the young and middle-aged men from Qingshui Village came back. They came back from the mountain behind Qingshui Village. Some of them carried hammers, axes, chisels, shovels, some carried baskets, and some carried baskets.

…

Dongming Ziyu asked Wulang in a low voice: "Did you see anything wrong this time?"

Wu Lang felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. His brain was running rapidly. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly said: "I know, the tools they brought are wrong! They don't look like farmers or logging people, but they look like the people behind Nanbeixi Village."

Mined from mountain jade mines.”

He often followed the farming, and also went up the mountain to cut trees and smash stones. It was still easy to identify the tools.

Shangguan Ruoli patted his head appreciatively and said to Dongming Ziyu: "Is it possible that mineral deposits have also been discovered in Qingshui Village? People have mines, so they can be forgiven for not farming."

Dongming Ziyu said: "I'll go in and explore, you guys wait for me here."

Wulang would not be willful at this time. He nodded obediently and said seriously like a young adult: "Dad, please be careful!"

Dongming Ziyu touched his face and said, "Don't worry."

He exchanged a knowing look with Shangguan Ruoli, jumped on the tree a few times, and disappeared into the dense forest.

Shangguan Ruoli put his arms around Wu Lang, and the two of them said nothing, silently looking in the direction of Qingshui Village.
Chapter completed!