After thinking for a moment, the constable added, "We were afraid of alerting them, so we didn't dare to get too close. We only heard them saying 'Amazing, find them quickly' from afar."
Upon hearing this, Huo Chengche's expression, which had been cold since last night, finally softened. He suddenly thought of Master Wang from the opera troupe who wanted to capture the little boy, and couldn't help but sneer, "Heh, my little Niannian is not someone anyone can just grab. Without the person behind them, how could a mere Li Quan possibly do it?"
He looked at the constable and said, "Well done, take me there."
"Yes." The constable responded and immediately turned to lead Huo Chengche the way.
Huo Chengche had just taken a step when, as if possessed, he turned back, glanced at the empty village below, and then pursed his lips to follow the constables ahead.
Meanwhile, the little baby who was just in the village is now being held by Tiger's mother, sitting in the cellar drinking hot goat milk from a small bowl.
Just now, with Tong Youlin's shout, not only did the men gather together, but the women and children also entered Tong Youlin's courtyard through the back door and found Hu Zi's mother.
Just as the men were getting ready to set off, the women, led by Tiger's mother, all slipped into the hidden cellar in the backyard of the Tongyou Lin family.
The cellar was pitch black, with almost no light, and everyone remained silent, not making a sound.
In the corner, two seven- or eight-year-old boys quickly became restless and started making a ruckus. At first, they were careful not to make a sound, but later they gradually became unruly.
But as soon as the two made a sound, the old woman's fierce, low voice rang out:
"You two little brats! You're asking for trouble, aren't you! Daring to cause trouble in the cellar? What did I tell you last time? Once you're in the cellar, you'd better behave yourself! Otherwise, when your father comes back, he'll give you both a good beating!"
After being scolded by the old lady, the two little boys became quiet and didn't make a sound.
The old lady's voice was so low that almost no one could hear it except the person sitting next to her, but the little boy could hear it clearly!
In the pitch-black cellar, the little baby's bright, dark eyes sparkled with a crystal-clear light, shining brightly in the darkness.
That's why when the little baby blinked in confusion and glanced at the old lady, everyone in the cellar could see what was going on.
At this moment, everyone noticed the little baby's unusual appearance and looked at the little girl in Tiger's mother's arms with scrutinizing eyes. They asked each other in hushed tones, and soon the little baby's origins spread among everyone.
When it comes to guessing ghosts and gods, these women are much better at it than some rough men. Before long, everyone agreed that the little baby was the mountain god and the spirit demon.
"Nian Nian isn't some kind of demon; Nian Nian is just Nian Nian."
A soft, sweet baby voice suddenly rang out in the quiet, immediately plunging the previously sparsely populated cellar into complete silence.
After a while, the little boy who had just been scolded said in a low voice, quite dissatisfied, "Mom! Look, she speaks so loudly, why doesn't anyone scold her?"
The old woman choked for a moment, then scolded in a fierce whisper, "Shut up! Even if Niannian attracts those bastards, they'll be the ones who suffer. But if you attract them, we'll be the ones who suffer!"
"No, that's not it! Niannian is speaking loudly because..."
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