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Yang Chunsheng looked at him with clear eyes, his face full of gratitude: "Thank you, my benefactor. If it weren't for you, I would probably be in danger today. I will definitely treat you to a meal at a restaurant in town another day."

Jiang Lie glanced at him, his expression calm: "It's nothing, just a small favor. By the way, why did you come to this mountain? Were you a hunter before?"

"I came here with a hunting team. They said there are many rare medicinal herbs here, which are much more valuable than game. Whoever can find ginseng and lingzhi will become rich."

He scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and said, "My benefactor, I'm not a hunter. I'm just very interested in hunting. I tried to become an apprentice, but no one wanted me, saying I wasn't cut out for it."

"Sigh, I just wanted to come along with the hunters when they came up the mountain to broaden my horizons, but I never expected to get lost."

Yang Chunsheng looked towards the hillside and said softly, "My benefactor, I'll go back now, so they won't worry about not being able to find me."

After everyone came down the hillside, Jiang Lie's eyes darkened: "So it's about finding medicinal herbs again. Why haven't you given up yet? It seems the ghost story from before didn't scare anyone."

"Yes, I need to destroy the marks on the tree, otherwise it will be troublesome if someone finds Medicine Valley."

He turned and ran towards the cave.

*

Yang Chunsheng went down the hillside and saw someone in the distance. His eyes lit up and he ran over, shouting, "Uncle, Uncle, I'm back!"

The middle-aged man turned around and saw it was him. He quickly walked over, grabbed his arm, and looked him up and down. He didn't see any wounds, but he was soaking wet like a drowned rat.

He frowned and scolded, "Chunsheng, where have you been? Didn't I tell you to stay with the group? If you get lost in these mountains, there'll be no way to find you."

"Especially at night, there are many wild animals, poisonous insects, and snakes. If something happens, how am I supposed to explain it to your parents? I'm afraid the old man won't forgive me either."

Yang Chunsheng knew he was in the wrong and said embarrassedly, "Uncle, I'm sorry, it was my carelessness. I saw bees when I went to the toilet, and I followed them and found a lot of honey."

"Honey? Then why are you dressed as water?"

"Well, it's a long story. You'll understand once I tell you."

After briefly explaining the whole story, Yang Libang's brows relaxed a bit: "So it was the hunters from Xiangyang Brigade who saved you. Although their brigade is not easy to deal with, as long as you don't provoke them."

"He's a very loyal person. You've always been lucky since you were a kid. You've run into a kind person this time. It's hard to say whether other hunters would be willing to take care of you."

"Let's go, we should go find some medicinal herbs."

Yang Chunsheng nodded: "Okay, uncles, do you know where to find medicinal herbs? Didn't you say that's just a rumor and not necessarily true? You also said that the area is haunted?"

Yang Libang shook his head: "I don't know. If the hunters want to go and take a look, then we'll go and take a look. If there's really nothing there, we won't go again. Anyway, there are plenty of people, so it won't be a big deal."

"Remember this, you're not allowed to run around again, or I'll never take you out again."

"Okay, Uncle."

"Are there any bullets left in the shotgun?"

"No...that's all."

The others also looked over, somewhat surprised: "What? Where did your hunting rifle bullets go? Did you go hunting?"

Yang Chunsheng lowered his head and said softly, "No, I panicked because I was being chased by those bees, so I shot at them, and then I ran out of bullets."

Everyone stared at him in silence, their lips twitching slightly. "...!!"

Yang Libang's expression was rather unpleasant. He raised his hand and smacked him on the head: "You brat, you ignored everything I told you before, didn't you? You have to make sure there are no people around before you fire a gun in the mountains."

"You're shooting randomly at bees, which is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito—it's completely useless. What if someone gets attracted by your noise and you accidentally shoot them?"

"If you fire a shot at someone in the mountains, whether it was intentional or not, that's murder. From now on, give me the hunting rifle; you're not allowed to have it anymore."

That brat, he really doesn't know what fear is. He's so easily scared that he'd open fire. What if he'd accidentally hit them?

We can't take the risk.

Yang Chunsheng's face fell, and he hung his head without saying a word.

Yang Libang took the hunting rifle and looked at the man, who was soaking wet and covered in red, swollen bumps on his face and body, and said helplessly, "Go ask your Uncle Hei for some ointment to put on. What kind of appearance do you look like?"

"Okay, Uncle."

"Since you've run into Jiang Lie, did he mention medicinal herbs to you? He should be very familiar with these mountains. It would be great if we could work together."

Yang Chunsheng shook his head: "They didn't mention the medicinal herbs to me."

"Okay, I got it."

As for Jiang Lie, he was already sitting in the cave, talking to his wife about the matter. His expression was somewhat serious: "Wife, someone else is coming for Medicine Valley. I've dealt with the marks on the trees."

"You can't tell unless you look closely, but that's not a good thing. We need to think of a way to make them give up on this idea."

Wen Yao's eyes flickered as she pondered a solution.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a clump of mushrooms under the tree, and his eyes lit up slightly: "I do have a method, but it's a bit unorthodox. If we were to use it, it wouldn't harm their bodies, but it would cause them to hallucinate."

"If we want them to see ghosts, we need to add music and have someone put poisonous mushroom powder in their food. Are you sure we want to take that risk?"

Jiang Lie nodded: "Yes, we discovered the Medicine Valley, so it should belong to us. If more people find out, the peaceful days here will never end."

"So you're sure the poisonous mushroom powder is harmless to them? If it causes hallucinations, people will see the ghosts they fear most and run around aimlessly. If something goes wrong, it will be difficult to handle."

"I just wanted to keep the matter of Medicine Valley a secret, not kill anyone."

Wen Yao gently shook her head: "Don't worry, I'll give you more anesthetic. They'll be unable to move after taking it, and if they start hallucinating, the effect will be achieved. It will make them afraid but prevent them from running around."

"Finally, while they are still unconscious, give them some sleeping pills to put them to sleep, and the matter will be resolved. They will then be convinced that there are ghosts on Ox Horn Mountain."

"Once the word gets out after we go down the mountain, no one will dare to come again. It'll be a permanent solution."

After the two discussed the details of their operation, Jiang Lie left with the medicine as darkness fell. Wen Yao waited in the cave, glancing towards the entrance from time to time, feeling somewhat worried.

Around three o'clock, the people returned. Jiang Lie leaped onto the cave entrance and nodded slightly to her: "It's done. The anesthetic and poisonous mushrooms were used first. I saw them hallucinate and scream with my own eyes."

"The sleeping pill was given last, and it seems to be working quite well. I'll check again tomorrow morning after they wake up. If they run down the mountain, it means the scare has been successful."