Luo Qianyu returned home and had lunch with Lu Siman and the two children.

Seeing Hesui yawning constantly, his big grape-like eyes began to blur.

She simply pretended to be dizzy, holding her head and said to Lu Siman:

"Siman, I'm really sleepy. I need to have a good sleep. You don't have to worry about me."

"If I'm not up by dinner time, tell Mom so she doesn't worry."

Lu Siman didn't care and waved at her:

"Okay! I'll take Nian Nian and Sui Sui to take a nap too. Don't worry, sister-in-law, you can sleep well. I'm sure they won't bother you."

While Lu Siman was taking the two children back to their room, she grabbed a knife and a bamboo basket, returned to her room, and followed Lu Jiuchuan's example to dismantle the back window.

It was past noon now, and except for the elderly and children, everyone had gone to work in the fields. No one went out or up the mountain.

There are many snakes, insects, rats and ants in the south, and the commune has issued a clear ban on hunting and cutting wood, so there are usually no people on Niuwei Mountain.

It was a good time for her to go up the mountain.

She jumped out of the window and ran up the mountain at full speed. After a few days of good food, she felt much stronger.

Coupled with the inhuman training she received from the old man in her previous life, and the reaction ability she gained from risking her life every day, her mobility in the jungle is no less than that of a modern soldier.

In just over an hour, she caught two king cobras.

We were also pleasantly surprised to find the poisonous king of mushrooms - Amanita muscaria. It is said that eating just one of them can kill an adult.

As for how to get it into Luo Qingman's mouth, she had already thought about it.

There was no surveillance in that era, and no one in the team would think of performing an autopsy. As long as you were careful enough, you could knock the person unconscious and force the body in without anyone noticing.

She planned to go back home, take a nap, and then take action when the moon was dark and the wind was strong.

After walking for a few minutes, we heard the squeaking sound of monkeys in the distance, and it sounded like there were quite a few of them.

Then someone moved quickly, getting closer and closer to where she was.

"Damn it! This isn't edible. Stop chasing me! Ouch."

A man appeared running wildly, holding a cloth bag tightly in his arms.

A group of monkeys were running around in the trees and on the ground, throwing stones and wild fruits at him from time to time, and some even jumped on him.

Luo Qianyu didn't hide either, he leaned against the tree trunk and watched and laughed.

The man heard the laughter, crouched down and huddled up, shouting at her:

"Comrade, save me, give me money, I'll give you money!"

Luo Qianyu stood there motionless:

"Give them everything you have and let them search you. If they don't find anything to eat, they will leave."

As he was talking, the monkeys had already surrounded the man and were beating him up, making him scream in pleasure. They were jumping up and down in excitement.

When she gets the chance, she tries to snatch the cloth bag from the man's hand.

The man howled and said to her:

"Comrade, please be kind. Can't you give me these as my things?"

Luo Qianyu couldn't find any information about the man in his memory, and guessed that he was not from the Wangshan Brigade.

It was very suspicious that he appeared in Niuwei Mountain at this time without any hunting tools on him.

Luo Qianyu gave him another suggestion coldly:

"Then you can only resist violently."

He was beaten so badly that he stood up screaming and waved the cloth bag in his hand to drive away the approaching monkeys.

The largest monkey was on the tree, baring his teeth and screaming from the bottom of his throat. He was probably the king of this group of monkeys.

The monkeys' group attack became more fierce.

The man was not paying attention and the cloth bag in his hand was snatched away. The monkeys threw it to each other and finally it fell into the hands of the monkey king.

"Give it back to me! Otherwise I will kill you all."

With a ferocious look on his face, he grabbed a little monkey from his waist and pressed it to the ground, then picked up a stone and smashed it down.

Blood splattered and the little monkey was mixed with mud and weeds, but he did not stop and attacked another monkey.

The monkeys roared angrily, trying to save their companions.

But the man was so crazy about killing that he didn't care whether he was injured or not. He grabbed the monkey and stared at the monkey king, confronting the monkey king on the tree with killing.

While Luo Qianyu felt that it was too cruel, she was also curious about what was in the bag that made the man take it so seriously.

Finally, the monkey king threw down the cloth bag, screamed again, and the monkeys scattered.

The man's eyes were bloodshot and he staggered towards where the cloth bag fell, but he was still a step too late.

The second before he touched the cloth bag, it had already fallen onto the stone, making a sound of metal collision.

The contents of the bag were also exposed.

A radio? A small transmitter?

Anyway, these instruments are all similar.

Luo Qianyu narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of the counterattack launched against the Kingdom of Yue a few months ago, and became alert.

Then her eyes widened again and she curiously moved closer to the man who was checking the radio.

"Brother, what kind of treasure is this? Is it important?"

"It looks a bit like the telegraph machine in the post office, but the one in the post office is this big."

Luo Qianyu stretched out his hand and measured the size.

The man paused for a moment, without even raising his eyes, and said:

"It's almost the same. I'm a regular employee of the county post and telecommunications bureau."

"The organization assigned me a mission to check for signals in the nearby mountains. Who knew I would run into that damn group? Oh no... It's bad."

He held the fallen parts and shook them in front of Luo Qianyu with a worried look on his face.

"Comrade, can you help me run a trip to the Nanhe Brigade? Tell me a message and I'll give you two dollars. How about that?"

Luo Qianyu blinked his almond-shaped eyes and took two steps back:

"You're not a spy, are you? You're just giving me two dollars for going to the Nanhe Brigade and spreading a message?"

"The captain said at the meeting that we should be careful of enemy agents disguised as workers and be wary of sugar-coated bullets."

"How did you get involved with the secret agents?" The man stood up and fumbled around on his body. "I have a work permit."

He turned out all the pockets of his overalls, then slapped his thigh:

"It's bad! I was chased by those moles and I didn't even know when my work permit fell off."

"Comrade, you have to testify for me. I'll give you all the money I have."

As he said this, he took out a wad of bills from his pocket and handed it to Luo Qianyu.

"There should be about a hundred dollars here, take them all."

"I have a wife and children to support at home. I can't give up this job. Comrade, please be kind."

He was probably in his thirties, with blood on his face and a dirty body, but this could not hide his honest and simple appearance, which was completely different from the ruthless way he had just attacked the monkey.

Luo Qianyu asked hesitantly:

"Give me all this money? What message do you want to convey?"

The man's face lit up:

"Go to Nanhe Brigade and find their secretary Qian Wang, and tell them that Yang Zhengan asked you to find him."

"Tell him for me that I was chased by the damn Mara in Niuwei Mountain and my things were broken. I can't contact the leader. Ask him to help pass the message."

"That's all you need to say. I have to keep working and try to make up for my mistake."

Luo Qianyu nodded and stretched out his hand to him:

"I can do this. Pay me first."

Yang Zhengan handed her the crumpled money again.

She stretched out her hand, but instead of grabbing the ball of money, she went straight to Yang Zhengan's wrist.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhengan's reaction was more intense than she thought. The wrist that she had just held turned over, and his five fingers formed into claws and grabbed her shoulder.

Luo Qianyu dodged, raised the corners of his lips, and fought with him with excitement in his eyes:

"I think you should ask the police at the police station to pass on the message for you."