"Hmm, there's another hill over there, does Grandpa want some?" Ruan Xianxian stroked her second uncle's tail, which annoyed him and made him shake it.

The old man grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and slurped up a snail without replying.

The two people and the mouse ate quietly without exchanging any more words.

When Ruan Xianxian had almost finished eating, she took out a lunchbox to pack up the rest. The old man, who had just finished half a bowl of snails, seemed to be talking to himself.

"That doesn't make sense. How can someone not have a proper face?"

Ruan Xianxian felt a chill run down his spine, pretended not to hear, got up and left. The mouse automatically jumped onto his shoulder, facing the old man, who then teased him with a snail.

"Don't go on long trips with shady people these days; it could be fatal if you're not careful."

"What nonsense!" Ruan Xianxian quickened her pace, and only after getting into the car did she let out a long sigh of relief. "Did you understand what he was saying?"

If she were using her own identity, she could argue with this old man about who's superior today.

His first comment, "You have no face," nearly scared the soul out of her.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she was most afraid of ghosts and spirits!

The first time she heard a goose talk, it almost made her already abnormal mind even more confused. Meeting this old man today was even more frightening.

She instructed the mouse, "Did you hear me? You're not allowed to go on long trips with shady people lately."

The weasel was clearly preoccupied; it flicked its tail and replied impatiently, "I know."

The man and the rat drove straight to Gou Niao Tai Hutong. When they arrived, the driver's big truck was already parked outside the hutong.

She got out of the car and knocked on the window. The other person cautiously lowered the window a little, revealing a pair of sharp eyes, asking with their eyes: Is there something you need?

Ruan Xianxian cut to the chase, "I'm Jia Ming. You're the driver Xianxian introduced, right? Shall we talk in your car or my car?"

The driver was taken aback, thinking he would have to deal with some back and forth, but the tall, burly man was quite agreeable. He unlocked the car and gestured for the passenger to get in.

The passenger seat of the large vehicle was spacious, and behind the curtain was the sleeping and living area.

The three loading and unloading workers were not there; they must have been sent away by the driver.

Ruan Xianxian lifted her coat, revealing a row of watches fastened to her belt, but the driver did not show any surprise.

Clearly, he knew better than Qin Wuye, who lived a secluded life, how to transport goods from north to south.

He took the two watches of the same model from Ruan Xianxian, looked at the serial number, closed his eyes and carefully stroked them with his fingertips. Finally, he showed some surprise. They really were genuine products.

Not to mention that the counterfeit goods he encountered had basically the same serial number for ease of production, he wouldn't mistake the feel of them.

The two haggled over the prices. The driver, a connoisseur, immediately asked for ten yuan for each style from each brand.

Not having enough money on them, the two agreed that the driver would take a long-distance trip to Ping'an County three days later, and they would meet there again.

Ruan Xianxian, who earns about 150-200 yuan per watch, would certainly not refuse.

I drove my jeep ahead of them, and followed my second uncle into the mountains via a small path from the neighboring Hongqi Brigade.

The mountain road was difficult to travel at night, so Ruan Xianxian bought a searchlight from the mall, and the road gradually became easier to walk on.

Aside from frequently getting their clothes snagged on unexpected tree branches, they didn't encounter a single living creature the entire time.

Ruan's excitement at entering the deep mountains for the first time completely cooled, leaving only trembling hands.

"Second Uncle, it's one thing not to encounter lions or tigers, but is it normal not to see a single snake or rabbit the whole way?"

The little weasel leading the way stopped, tilted its head, and ran into the mountains looking for lice... It was indeed sick.

"You have to look for lice on the villagers' heads. With my scent, the snakes, insects, rats and ants you're talking about will instinctively stay away."

"I'll only be careful if I actually encounter something, to prove it's not afraid of me."

Ruan Xianxian: ? ? ?

A lion on the villagers' heads—is that really that exciting?

The man and the mouse, despite their completely different conversations, managed to chat all the way.

Fortunately, the presence of the hamster did not cause any trouble.

They walked for an unknown amount of time before stopping in front of a cave hidden by withered vines. The light flickered, and their tone became uncertain.

"I may be a bit slow-witted, but I'm not lacking in common sense. If the homemade cannons and explosives were hidden in the cave, they would have gotten damp long ago!"

"Beyond lacking common sense and common sense, you also lack knowledge. Come in, and you'll see. Yongchang led his men to hide in this cave for half a month back then."

Parting the withered vines, the cave was about two meters high and less than one meter wide.

But the further you go in, the wider it gets.

"Can you feel it?" the mouse asked.

"What?" Ruan Xianxian asked instinctively as she checked her surroundings.

"The slope, we're going uphill."

She realized that if the cave was deep enough, had a slope, and involved some human intervention, it could indeed preserve weapons.

They had unknowingly gone quite deep, and the slope was becoming increasingly steep. Finally, the man and the mouse stopped at a fork in the road, with a deeper cave on each side.

She asked, "Which way?"

The mouse landed on its bottom and scratched its ear with its hind paw. "You're asking me? Who should I ask?"

Even so, the tip of his black nose twitched slightly as he sniffed the air, then quickly chose a path, "This way."

Ruan Xianxian surveyed the road conditions, and the further she walked, the more uneasy she became. When she saw a small piece of wreckage in an inconspicuous corner, she stopped completely.

"Mouse, have we taken the wrong path? Could this be the lair of some large, ferocious beast?"

The weasel stood up straight. "First of all, I am not a rodent. And secondly, can't you even understand the hunter's deliberate obfuscation?"

"This is nowhere near as good as Yongchang back then. No wonder you were beaten so badly by that Hu kid that you had to run away with your tail between your legs and come to me for help."

Ruan Xianxian: ? ? ?

He bared his icy teeth and said, "Believe it or not, I'll make sure the Hu family you've been talking about disappears from the Flathead Brigade forever."

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