At the gate of the grassland, there were still villagers gathered in twos and threes. The cattle dealer and Xiang Shengnan guarded the gate of the grassland, preventing those people from entering.

"... I have offended you fellow villagers. Your village has made it clear that the cellar inside is not suitable for entry. Please go back..."

The cattle dealer kept the exact words that Yang Huazhong told him and used them to quell the curious villagers.

The onlookers included not only those from Changping Village, but also those from nearby Lijia Village, Yujia Village and Zhengjia Village.

"We are not from Changping Village, can you let us in for a look?"

"That's even worse."

"Let's take a quick look and leave. Can we just take a look at the cellar from decades ago?"

"That's right, we don't touch anything, we just take a look and come out. It's convenient for you, the cattle trader. When the calves in your pasture are raised later, maybe we can collect the money to buy a cow and go back to farming!

"

In order to go into the cellar to satisfy their curiosity, these villagers also tried their best to persuade the cattle traders.

Even though the cattle dealer had received Yang Huazhong's advice and he was a selfless person in this area, he was still in a bit of trouble at this moment.

Because they spent so much energy and money on the pasture, the purpose is to buy cattle to make money. They are doing business themselves, and potential customers will not be offended if they can.

On the side, Xiang Shengnan saw that his uncle couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up and said, "You guys go back. This is what my sister Qing'er and the others ordered. If you can't go in, you can't go in."

"Boy Shengnan, we might all buy your cows. Are you so unkind?" The guys started to attack Xiang Shengnan.

Xiang Shengnan also looked embarrassed.

Shengnan's father held up a stool and sat next to him, smiling and looking at it. He raised his voice and said, "How about this? It costs five cents per person. You can pay me the money and you can get in. How about that?"

The villagers looked at each other and cursed Shengnan's father for falling into the eyes of money.

There was a quarrel and quarrel at the entrance of the courtyard, and the stalemate persisted.

Liu Xueyun opened the door of the main room and came into the courtyard. He stared at the entrance of the courtyard with a sullen face. The hand that was originally pressed on the scabbard pressed down hard, and the sword was seven inches out of the scabbard.

"The general and his wife have ordered that no unrelated persons are allowed to approach the cellar. Violators shall bear the consequences at their own risk!"

Liu Xueyun is tall and burly, and his temperament is very similar to Luo Fengtang's to a certain extent. They both have a frosty face that will not melt away for thousands of years.

As long as he doesn't speak and stands there with a stern look on his face, it will make people think that these young men are very difficult to talk to, especially the action of drawing the sword is not ambiguous at all, and he can really kill people when pressed.

The villagers who had shouted the loudest before suddenly fell silent, and the others who were making noises did not dare to make a sound anymore. They hid out of Liu Xueyun's sight, winking and whispering to each other.

Yang Ruoqing coughed and walked into everyone's sight with a calm expression and a smile.

Everyone came up to greet her one after another. Even though Luo Fengtang was walking beside her, no one dared to strike up a conversation with him.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang both knew this, and they never thought about deliberately changing their personality. It's good like this now.

"Qing'er, are you here to look at the cellar? Why don't you bring us along so that we can be fresh too?"

"Yes, Qing'er, the cattle dealer and Liu Xueyun are not merciful at all. They refuse to let me in for life or death. We have promised not to touch anything randomly, so why don't we just let me in and take a look?"

"We have never seen anything so strange in our entire life..."

"..."

From the perspective of these villagers who have never even been to Wanghai County, Yang Ruoqing can understand their restless mood.

but……

"...I understand the mood of the folks. This cellar is not open to everyone to see, because it has been in disrepair for a long time, and there are many places inside that are dilapidated. It may collapse as you walk, and it is so deep. Who knows?

If he were trapped inside, he would definitely be dead."

"So we plan to spend some time renovating this cellar. When the renovation is completed, we will definitely let the villagers go down and have a fresh look."

After everyone got this promise, they all left with satisfaction.

Yang Ruoqing greeted the cattle dealer and Xiang Shengnan, affirmed their attitude of guarding the hospital gate and not letting people in, and hoped that they would continue to stick to their posts.

At the entrance of the cellar, Liu Xueyun asked Yang Ruoqing in a deep voice: "Sister, is what you told them before true?"

Yang Ruoqing looked at him with a smile: "You have been following me for so long, what do you think?"

Liu Xueyun frowned and thought for a moment, "Never promise anything you can't do. This is what you taught me."

"It's just that this cellar is different from other places and is not suitable for visiting. There must be something else in my sister's words?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said nothing.

Beside, Luo Fengtang looked at Liu Xueyun with admiration: "You are right, your sister Qing'er does have other plans."

Liu Xueyun looked at Yang Ruoqing with burning eyes.

The smile on Yang Ruoqing's face disappeared without a trace. She looked at the dark cellar entrance under her feet, as if telling them, or saying to herself: "This cellar is not for people to visit.

Where curiosity is satisfied, it is a place of despair and sadness.”

"Back then, the villagers who came to seal off the village and set fire to it all had the blood of the Jiangjiapo people on their hands. Many of those people got retribution, or even became extinct. We can no longer let their descendants pay for it, but we still

We can do something for the deceased Jiangjiapo people, not for our own peace of mind, but because this is what the people of Changping Village owe the Jiangjiapo people!"

As for what exactly she will do for the hundreds of lives that Jiang Jiapo wasted, she will keep it a secret for the time being.

Yang Ruoqing didn't explain thoroughly, and Liu Xueyun also tacitly agreed not to ask. He believed that she had a reason not to tell.

Knowing that Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang came here specifically to take the things Jiang Xiucai used during his lifetime to give to Taoist Yuan to interrogate his soul, Liu Xueyun insisted on leaving Yang Ruoqing up there, and jumped down into the cellar with Luo Fengtang.

Soon, the two of them came up and brought back two things.

"A writing brush and a book full of articles. Qing'er, do you think these two are feasible?" Luo Fengtang handed the things to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded with satisfaction, "There is nothing more suitable than these two. Without further ado, we will send it to Taoist Yuan. Xueyun, I will leave this place to you."

Liu Xueyun nodded: "Don't worry, sister!"

Yang Ruoqing walked to the door of the house, thought of something, held the door frame and turned around to ask him: "By the way, do you still like the fresh mushroom and shrimp porridge in the morning?"

Liu Xueyun stayed here to guard the house for the past two days, and built a bunk at the entrance of the west house. Three meals a day were also delivered by someone.

Liu Xueyun was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I like it, especially the fresh mushrooms, they are really delicious."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "It's rare that you like it, so I'm relieved."
Chapter completed!