Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

The number of people going to the village chief's house increased from two to three. On the way, Li Hua told Jiang Heng and the other woman that Zhang Sheng and the others had gone to the back mountain. Jiang Heng looked up at the majestic mountain hidden by the trees. Of all the mountain ranges, only the one closest to Fulin Village was the most magnificent.

I wonder if the original mountain god was stationed in this mountain.

"Why are you all here at this hour? Is there anything you need?"

When Jiang Heng entered, Uncle Fu was sitting in a rocking chair in the courtyard, basking in the sun. Hearing footsteps, he sat up slightly and saw the three people he had just parted ways with standing outside the courtyard.

"Uncle Fu, we were just wandering around. We haven't seen anyone along the way, so we were quite bored and thought we'd come and chat with you."

The communication was naturally left to Jiang Heng, since the two people beside him didn't seem to be good at socializing. However, Jiang Heng had already switched back to his original voice, and Li Hua gave him a questioning look but didn't say anything.

"Then please sit wherever you like."

There were many small stools scattered around the courtyard. Wei Shenglan picked up two of them, gently ran his fingers over them to make sure there were no rough or sharp thorns, and then placed them behind Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng smoothed her long skirt and sat down naturally, then looked up at Wei Shenglan with a smile, "Thank you, brother."

Wei Shenglan patted his head and then sat down beside him.

Li Hua: "......" There's something strange about the atmosphere.

Li Hua was a little further away from the two men, but still next to Uncle Fu.

Seeing that the three of them were all seated, Uncle Fu rocked his chair back and forth in a relaxed manner.

"What do you want to talk to me about, old man?"

"Uncle Fu, I heard that tourists who came here last year saw the mountain god appear. What does the mountain god look like?"

The story of the mountain god's miraculous appearance caused quite a stir at the time. If Fulin Village hadn't been located in a remote area with inconvenient transportation, even more people would have come here.

With a creak, the rocking chair stopped rocking.

Uncle Fu stared at the mountains so close at hand, lost in thought. “What is the mountain god like…? She must be like a mother, tolerant but not indulgent, and quite frightening when she’s angry. You can’t make her angry, you can’t, you can’t!”

Uncle Fu suddenly sat up straight, stared into Jiang Heng's eyes, and said in a low voice, "Shh, you must not anger the mountain god, or no one can bear the consequences."

As soon as Uncle Fu sat up, Wei Shenglan put his arm in front of Jiang Heng, his muscles tense to prevent the other party from suddenly attacking. Even Li Hua straightened his back, looking ready to fight at any moment.

But Uncle Fu just kept repeating "Don't anger the mountain god," then stood up and staggered into the house.

Knowing they wouldn't get any more useful information today, the three of them had no choice but to turn back.

It wasn't until nearly evening that Zhang Sheng and his companions returned to the small building. Suddenly, the previously quiet Fulin Village became noisy. Startled, the three of them turned back to look at the villagers who had suddenly appeared, quickened their pace, and slammed the door shut with a "bang."

"What happened?"

Li Hua happened to be coming downstairs when he saw that the three of them looked very unpleasant.

“We didn’t encounter any of those people outside when we went up or down the mountain…” Wang Wei clung tightly to Qin Yun’s arm, her voice trembling, “They seemed to appear out of thin air…”

Jiang Heng and Wei Shenglan, who were in their room on the second floor, had a more direct experience of this. They were standing by the window observing the various houses and courtyards when they saw Zhang Sheng and his group walking back. Just as they were about to go downstairs, they suddenly heard laughter and conversation.

Following the direction of the sound, the villagers who had disappeared for a day seemed to have crossed into another dimension and suddenly appeared not far behind Zhang Sheng and his group.

The situation in Fulin Village seems to be getting more and more mysterious.

Just then, the villagers chatting on the path suddenly looked up and met Jiang Heng and her companion's gaze. The middle-aged woman was surprised for a moment, then smiled kindly at them.

"More outsiders have come to participate in the mountain god festival. The two children are really handsome!"

Groups of villagers, hearing the commotion, looked up, their faces beaming with simple, honest smiles, and echoed the commotion.

"He's really handsome!"

"He's really handsome!"

...If it were just one or two sounds, that would be one thing, but these sounds, one after another, with extremely similar tones and expressions, were somewhat creepy, not to mention that they had already stopped and were standing downstairs looking up at the two of them.

Wei Shenglan put his arm around Jiang Heng and led her away from the window, then slammed the window shut.

The next second, the outside was bustling again, with crowds chatting and laughing as they dispersed to go home.

The chorus of "He's really handsome" was heard by the others in the room, and Zhang Sheng looked at Jiang Heng and Wei Shenglan with a somewhat complicated expression.

“These people are so strange.” He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, his voice still a little unsteady. “We went to the back mountain this afternoon, and there was only a long-abandoned path, and not a single trace of wild animals… Was Uncle Fu lying to us about the ferocious beasts?”

“Besides Uncle Fu, we only met one other villager in this village today. The information they gave us should be accurate.” Jiang Heng paused, then continued, “In other words, it’s not safe at night, and the people in this village don’t welcome outsiders, at least not now.”

"Could it be that there are actually only two people left in this village now, the big man that Uncle Fu and Jiang Lan were talking about?"

"If that's the case, how will the mountain god festival be held the day after tomorrow? Uncle Fu seems to stay at home every day. A big man like him can't do anything, can he?"

After Wang Wei and Qin Yun finished speaking, they looked at each other, both feeling a bit overwhelmed. Just then, a knock sounded at the door, startling them both.

All six of them looked at the door, and then they heard a gruff male voice say, "Uncle Fu asked me to bring you food."

The familiar impatience and unfriendliness.

Jiang Heng whispered, "It's someone I met today."

Knowing it wasn't the same group of villagers from the evening, Zhang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. He pointed to the door and asked, "Shall I go open the door?"

The door opened a crack, about half a person's width wide, and Zhang Sheng grinned at the person outside, "Thank you for your help, brother."

The burly man shoved the bamboo basket into Zhang Sheng's arms, his face full of disgust. "I don't know where you people get such a strong sense of curiosity. Is the Mountain God Festival something you can participate in?"

"Why can't we participate? Besides, can't we even watch?"

The burly man had already turned to leave, but upon hearing this, he turned back. Most of his face was shrouded in shadow, making his expression somewhat unclear.

He grinned, mimicking Zhang Sheng's expression, "Sure, why not?" He leaned closer, his face completely shrouded in the night, and lowered his voice, "I'm just afraid that if you see this, you'll never be able to get out again."

The man straightened up again, stared at Jiang Heng for a few seconds through the half-open door, then raised his hand and closed the door, leaving Zhang Sheng holding the bamboo basket, staring blankly at the door.

Seeing him standing motionless, Li Hua frowned, walked over, took the bamboo basket, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Why are you so stunned?"

Zhang Sheng was startled by the slap. He grabbed Li Hua's arm and said in a serious tone, "That person just said that after watching the Mountain God Festival, we might never be able to get out again."