Just then, a soldier, covered in sweat and dirt, ran in and shouted a report.

"Reporting to the leader, several old men have come running in like madmen, threatening our soldiers not to blast the mountain."

Our people tried to stop them, and during the physical altercation, an elderly man crashed into the mountainside and died.

The remaining people said that if they persisted, they wouldn't die now, but later... later they would also take gasoline to Beijing and ask the higher-ups for an explanation. If they couldn't get justice, they would die there.

What do we do now?

Ruan Xianxian: "Why are you stopping them? Let them die!"

The soldier glanced at her, wondering to himself, "Is this junior leader really one of us?"

He looked to Old Li for help, hoping that the most normal-looking person present could make the right decision.

Old Li chuckled and, as he stood up, he scooped the white fox from Ruan Xianxian's arms.

"Let's go! Aren't you frustrated that a thousand years have passed and you can't get revenge no matter what you did right or wrong? I'll take you to the person in charge."

Black mist re-gathered in the white fox's eyes.

As the group walked out of the Princess Tomb along the way they came, just as they were about to reach the tomb chambers of Lian Tian and Bi He, the sound of claws scratching the ground came from the end of the passageway.

Old Li's eyes narrowed.

The white fox twitched its nose slightly and spoke: "It's Huang Er."

Finally remembering Huang Er, who had disappeared after entering the tomb, Ruan Xianxian quickly shouted, "We're on the same side, don't make a move!"

Old Li's hands, which were forming a hand seal, paused slightly as he watched a weasel covered in gold, silver, and jade ornaments run towards him from the other side of the passageway, using all four limbs.

Oblivious to the danger, the weasel leaped into Ruan Xianxian's arms, raised a paw, and pointed at the pearl necklace that was wrapped around half of his body.

"Friend, you like this, right? I found you some of the prettiest ones. If you miss a few, Boss Bai won't mind."

"You agree, right, Boss Bai?"

The white fox turned around and faced him with her backside. "You've already taken it, why are you only asking him now?"

Who would care about the burial offerings prepared by a heartless man for a princess?

If the princess knew this in the afterlife, she would be horrified and would throw these things as far away as possible.

The weasel raised its eyebrows in a human-like manner and stood upright in Ruan Xianxian's arms. "I told you he wouldn't mind. Take a look and see if you like it."

Ruan Xianxian reached out and removed the jewelry from Huang Er's body one by one.

Among them were a necklace made of top-quality pearls, a mutton-fat jade phoenix pendant that Huang Er put around his neck, and a two-finger-wide gold phoenix flying bracelet...

Goodness, how did he manage to carry so many good things over here, he's such a tiny guy! He's a master of space organization!

The heavy object was unloaded, and the weasel nestled affectionately in Ruan Xianxian's arms. "Friend, thank you for saving me and replenishing my essence of heaven and earth."

From now on, if I see any of these things again, they're all yours.

Looking at the sycophantic and clingy Huang Er, White Fox snorted coldly and raised her chin high, "Generous with other people's money."

Huang Erquan pretended not to hear.

I didn't give you any money.

Old Li stared in astonishment at the scene before him, a flicker of emotion in his eyes. He realized that the little girl could not only communicate with animals, but these little creatures would also unconsciously draw near to her.

That's amazing.

So, could we take her into Changbai Mountain and sit down with those big guys for a talk?

Ruan Xianxian, grinning and counting her treasures, was completely unaware of the less-than-loving look in Old Li's eyes when he looked at her.

As you enter the tomb chamber struck by lightning, the wailing of the old men overhead seems to explode in your ears.

"Why are you blasting the mountain? General Mountain is rich in resources and has protected our village for generations, even during the famine..."

An old man with no teeth lay on the slope, flailing his arms and legs. Whenever a soldier approached, he would bang his head against the ground.

If caught, it will bite its tongue with its teeth.

When someone truly wants to die, no one can stop them.

Feng Bai said coldly, "If you don't blow up the mountain, do you want to live next to Ghost Shadow forever?"

"What ghostly figure?" the old men feigned ignorance.

Feng Bai exchanged glances with the commanders of the Second and Third Divisions. His attitude... He asked, "Have the ghostly figures in the village disappeared?"

The old men avoided eye contact.

"My junior brother saved people down there. Their souls returned to their places, but their shadows won't dissipate until the strong wind blows them away?"

Old Li emerged from the cave and asked, "What happened? Why can't several villagers help?"

A soldier discovered that a villager was missing, tracked down the trail, and reported it to the mountain soldiers.

"Reporting to the leader, after seeing the ghostly figure disappear, several elderly people claimed to feel unwell and needed to see a doctor. They then ran away from the hospital and took another route up the mountain."

Humans cannot completely block off General Mountain. For locals familiar with the terrain, they can enter the mountain through any gap and eventually reach this place.

"Oh?" Old Li casually picked a large rock to sit on. "Tell me your reasons for insisting on protecting the strange rocks on the mountaintop."

Upon hearing this, an elderly hunchback's eyes flickered. "What strange rocks on the mountaintop? We just want to protect the land we depend on for survival."

"You blasted the mountain, and now that we don't have enough food, where are we supposed to find mushrooms and wild vegetables? I know, you're deliberately trying to starve the whole village!"

“Old man,” Old Li said calmly, his expression unchanged, “we never said we were going to blow up the whole mountain. The project is too big; we couldn’t blow it up even if we wanted to.”

"See that?" He pointed to the strange rock at the top of the mountain. "We only said we'd blow up that strange rock. Are you still going to stop us?"

"No!" The three old men were agitated. "We can't blow up those rocks. Even if we do, I won't blow up the rocks."

"Why?" Old Li asked.

Ruan Xianxian suddenly chimed in, "There must be a laboratory left behind by the Japanese under the strange rocks. They are descendants of the Japanese. Feng Bai, arrest them and take them away for interrogation."

As is well known, the Japanese carried out extensive human experiments on this land, leaving behind countless abandoned laboratories, especially in the mountains.

Upon Feng Bai's command, two tall soldiers rushed over. The hunchbacked old man turned pale with fright. After being subdued by the soldiers, he still tried to threaten suicide.

Ruan Xianxian looked at him and said, "Die. After you die, we can arrest your descendants and interrogate them."

Even if their descendants know nothing, in the years to come, they will still be listed as descendants of Japanese invaders and placed under close surveillance.

The old man looked at her. He didn't know what kind of devils she was, but there was a demon right in front of him.

His energy quickly dissipated, his lips trembled for a long time, and finally he spoke dejectedly, his head down, his voice hoarse.

"This mountain is the faith of our Baishi Village. We won't let you bomb it because the strange rocks on the top of the mountain can protect the village and ensure good weather and abundant harvests."

Seriously, you can check or ask if you don't believe me.

The remaining two quickly nodded in agreement.

“It’s true. During the snow disaster two years ago, several nearby counties were affected, but our village’s winter was the same as in previous years, and no one froze to death.”

Meeting the old men's sincere yet shifty gazes, Ruan Xianxian sneered, "Still not willing to tell the truth?"

"So you're not only descendants of Japanese devils, but also practicing feudal superstition? Feng Bai, join forces with the Revolutionary Committee to arrest people."

Now, the old men were completely panicked.

The army arrests one person, but the Revolutionary Committee arrests an entire group. One of them, unable to bear the psychological pressure any longer, roars in grief and anger.

"I'll talk, I'll talk, okay...?"