Reborn at 60: I Helped My Sister Get Rich Starting from Hunting

After Zhang Yang spoke and Gao Wen tried to persuade him for a long time, Zhang Wumao finally stayed behind, looking aggrieved, and watched the militia team go up the mountain.

The atmosphere during today's patrol was more somber than the previous ones.

There were only the sounds of a few footsteps all around.

Zhang Yang walked at the front, holding a hunting rifle, highly vigilant.

After entering the mountains, he reminded the Gao brothers, Wen and Wu, to get busy.

“There were pheasant footprints around here before, so we can bury a few more traps under the tree roots.”

Gao Wen and Gao Wu were full of energy, "Yes!"

After walking for a while, Zhang Yang could tell that the three team members who had come with him were all listless, so he gave them a way out.

"The gunshots the night before last probably startled all the animals in the mountains. There shouldn't be much to shoot today. If you feel tired, don't push yourself. Just let me know and go back down the mountain to rest."

The three new temporary team members simply nodded, remaining quiet and not saying much.

Zhang Yang had no choice but to tell them to stay closer, afraid they would get lost.

After crossing two hills, the team members gradually reached their physical limits.

Moreover, the north wind was so strong that people's noses almost froze off, and Zhang Yang even drank most of the pot of wine he brought.

The cold moonlight filtered through the sparse treetops, dappling the snow-covered ground.

Each tree is like a silent guardian, quietly protecting the peace of this barren mountain.

Looking around, the entire forest was empty; apart from the seven of them, there seemed to be no other living creatures.

"I'm so sleepy..." Zhao Dong yawned.

The others caught his yawning too.

Zhao Dong nudged Zhang Yang, "Yangzi, how about we have a chat... tell me what you saw in the city!"

Everyone perked up and listened attentively.

Zhang Yang choked for a moment.

It wasn't that he didn't want to talk about it, but rather about the things that happened in the black market...

Hard to say.

But helping Old Man Jiang sell medicinal herbs was also a rare and serendipitous encounter.

You can share it to cheer everyone up.

"We met a kind old man this time..."

Zhang Yang began telling the story by himself, occasionally turning around to check everyone's reactions, trying his best to make the story vivid and interesting.

But this story did not meet everyone's expectations.

One team member couldn't hold on any longer and suggested going back first.

"Do you know the way back?" Zhang Yang asked with concern.

The other person nodded, "I came to the mountains with my dad in the summer, so I know the way!"

Although the man was confident, Zhang Yang was still worried. "Why don't the three of you go back together? It'll be safer on the road."

He's the squad leader, so people will still listen to him.

Besides, I was really tired, so I didn't force myself to keep going.

The three temporary team members said goodbye to them, and the two groups went their separate ways.

The rest were all his own people, so Zhang Yang began to recount his experiences in the black market.

Just as Zhao Dong was mentioning that Peng Laosi had someone block his path for the sake of that amulet, Zhao Dong's expression suddenly changed.

"Yangzi, did you hear that?"

Zhang Yang thought he was just overreacting and scaring himself, so he glared at him and asked, "What did you hear?"

"It sounds like a woman is crying..." Zhao Dong shuddered, "But it also sounds like a woman is laughing..."

Zhang Yang hadn't heard it, but Gao Wen and Gao Wu were beside him, so he couldn't help but look at them.

Gao Wu was stunned. "I didn't hear that."

But Gawain's expression changed too, "Don't talk... there really is..."

Zhang Yang held his breath and concentrated.

The night wind howled, carrying a biting cold, as it swept through the valley, making a mournful sound, as if telling a story from ancient times.

Was what they heard just the sound of the wind?

Just as Zhang Yang was about to make fun of the two of them, a shout suddenly came from afar.

"Squad leader! Something's fishy!"

We've encountered a ghost!

"Squad leader, help!"

ghost?

Where did the ghost come from?

"Yes! There really is! Over there! A female ghost!"

"It's so long and thin, it just floats here!"

Zhang Yang watched the three young team members run back and listened even more intently.

But he still didn't hear anything.

Zhao Dong was already trembling. He gripped the homemade gun in his hand, but the more he gripped it, the more frightened he became.

"Yangzi, our weapons can kill wolves and pigs, but they can't kill female ghosts..."

"Where did this ghost come from!"

Zhang Yang, carrying his gun, walked in the direction they indicated.

Gao Wen and Zhao Dong were terrified, but they followed, saying as they walked, "Is it because Yangzi has too much righteous energy that he can't see these things?"

"Then we need to stick even closer to him!" Zhao Dong was on the verge of tears. "I'm still so young, I haven't even gotten married yet, I've only just started enjoying life to the fullest, and I have a long future ahead of me. I can't just end up like this, stuck with that female ghost..."

Zhang Yang quickened his pace and walked several hundred meters before finally spotting a faint figure among the trees.

The shadow had long, flowing hair and wore a plain white robe. It was ethereal and looked quite eerie!

These days, people are buried in the ground generation after generation. When someone dies, they are simply buried in a lucky spot in the mountains.

Therefore, burial mounds are indeed frequently seen in the mountains.

As he patrolled more often, Zhang Yang stepped on the yellow paper several times.

But in a scientific society, where are the ghosts?

If there really are ghosts, then it's a strange encounter!

As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor. Even ghosts won't harm people indiscriminately; they are less aggressive than wild animals.

Thinking this, Zhang Yang became even more imposing and walked straight toward that figure.

Zhao Dong couldn't stop being afraid; he couldn't walk and had to hold onto Zhang Yang.

"Yangzi, don't go! That's a female ghost!"

Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't believe him, he raised his gun and fired a shot at the shadow.

"what!"

The shadow cried out in surprise and fell to the ground.

Zhang Yang immediately shouted, "Dongzi! That's a person! Don't shoot!"

people? !

Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Yang rushed over immediately.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed a person, a woman who was as thin as a rake.

However, it seems that Zhao Dong's shot missed.

It probably just scared people.

"Hey girl, where are you from? Why are you out dressed so lightly?"

Zhang Yang noticed she was only wearing a single layer of clothing; no wonder she looked so ethereal from a distance…

It's the effect she created by shaking!

Are you lost?

The situation was urgent. Seeing that she was so cold that she couldn't speak, Zhang Yang had no choice but to take off his cotton-padded coat and put it on her first.

Others rushed over, chattering amongst themselves.

"What's going on?!"

"Girl! Who are you from? It's one thing to stay up so late, but why are you out here scaring people?"

The woman didn't look very old, but she was so cold that she had no color in her skin, which was still a bit scary.

Zhao Dong also took off his hat and scarf and covered her with them.

Just as he finished tying her scarf, he saw the woman stiffly raise her head, staring straight at him, her lips slowly curving upwards into a sinister smile.

Suddenly, she reached out her cold, stiff hand and grabbed Zhao Dong's arm.

"Young man, do I look like a human being?"