When Song Yining reached the dense forest, she heard some noise ahead and entered her spatial dimension. Inside, she saw a group of people searching for a way up into the deep mountains.
A scruffy-bearded man, probably in his thirties or forties, looked like someone who didn't do any proper work.
He said to the man in charge, "We used to follow the Shen family and wander around in the mountains, but we should be in these mountains. It's been many years since anyone came here."
The leader said, "You'd better find your way carefully. Whatever tricks you're up to, you'd better do it properly, or you'll be in for a world of hurt."
The bearded man must be filled with regret now. He was blinded by greed for a little money, and now he's risking his life.
She said, on the verge of tears, "I was young back then, and I haven't been here much in recent years, so it's normal that I can't remember the way. Let me think about it some more."
The middleman who brought him here spoke on his behalf: "Boss, let him take another look. After all, it's been many years since he's been here, and things on the mountain change every now and then. Let's look again."
Seeing that they hadn't gotten anything today, the group said impatiently, "Go back and think about it some more. We'll go into the mountains again tomorrow. If we still can't figure it out, you'll be in trouble."
The bearded man was utterly despondent and sat there without saying a word.
The group came from another mountain, but they still hadn't found it today, so they decided to go back first and packed their things to head down the mountain.
After they had gone some distance, Song Yining followed the route her father had described and looked at the lush trees, wondering what was going on here!
Song Yining looked at the continuous mountains, the trees on them were lush and green, and there was no end in sight.
He shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll just follow my instincts. Our ancestors live here; they'll guide me. Trust my intuition."
The old ancestor who was following behind thought to himself: This girl is quite clever. She knows that we are protecting her, and she still dares to travel alone in this man-eating mountain.
He truly lives up to his reputation as a descendant of the Shen family; he has that kind of spirit.
If Song Yining knew what her ancestors thought of her, she would laugh herself to death.
He has a personal space; if all else fails, he can enter the space, hide, and wait until it's safe before going out.
Along the way, Song Yining saw many places by the roadside where the vegetation had been cut down with machetes, some new and some old, which must have been done by waves of people going up the mountain.
Song Yining frowned, looking at the damage done to these places, and quickly went to collect the ancestral property.
They followed the path that had been cleaved open, striving step by step towards their ancestral homeland.
It's not dark yet, so we can continue our journey.
Song Yining crossed one mountain and entered another. Although the ancestral graves and property were far away, the journey was safe.
Just when I thought I was in a safe place, I encountered another group of people. One of them was highly skilled and noticed someone approaching: "Who's there? Come out quickly."
Upon hearing someone speak, Song Yining quickly entered the space.
The person who had just spoken rushed over, and the patrolman muttered to himself, "I just heard someone coming, but where is he? Did I hear wrong?"
Song Yining hid inside the space, saying with lingering fear, "Luckily, I reacted quickly, or I would have been discovered."
Song Yining was still calming herself down in the space. Seeing that the man had looked around earlier, she went over to discuss it with them.
Song Yining heard them chattering away in the space, and at the end, the person said, "Hey, hey."
Upon hearing those two "hi" sounds, Song Yining was certain that this was the language of Japan, and that they were also looking for something.
From their fragmented conversation, Song Yining seemed to have heard something about the Shen family.
This is yet another group coveting the Shen family's ancestral property. Just how many properties does the Shen family own that so many people are coming to find them?
As a model modern youth, Song Yining, being so narrow-minded, didn't even consider this.
History tells us that Japan had an organization that infiltrated our country to target wealthy businessmen and smuggle antiques back to Japan.
This group of people didn't leave tonight; they set up camp on the spot.
Song Yining can only sleep inside the space now, and she can't get out. She can't move freely within the space either, so she's just hiding inside.
I'll wait until they leave tomorrow before I come out, or I'll conserve my energy in this space.
The night passed peacefully, and the next morning they packed their things and prepared to leave.
Song Yining ate her fill early and waited for the group to set off.
Fortunately, those people left at dawn. After they had gone far away, Song Yining slowly walked along another road.
The air was fresh on a summer morning, and Song Yining enjoyed the beauty of nature.
In later generations, tall buildings were everywhere, and even in rural areas, the stars were no longer visible at night.
The city was shrouded in smog. During the time Song Yining transmigrated here, her hometown, Qin Province, was in a season of drought and little rain, with sandstorms everywhere.
Grandma also said that this year is a drought year, and most of the fruit produced in the fields has been reduced.
Looking around, this place is still unpolluted by later generations. Song Yining wanted to savor the air of this era.
They walked very slowly, as the mountain path was quite rugged and could only be traversed by one person at a time, making it very difficult for Song Yining to walk.
I couldn't help but admire how clever our ancestors were at finding the right place; I wondered how they managed to transport things up there in the past.
When it seemed there was no way forward, Song Yining was about to turn back. Had she gone the wrong way?
While she was still wondering, a gust of cold wind blew, instantly giving Song Yining goosebumps. The wind blew across the stone wall and revealed a groove.
Song Yining didn't dare to touch the stone wall with her own hands. Instead, she took out a wooden stick from her spatial storage and looked around the stone wall.
The novel always says not to touch anything you're unsure about, so Song Yining did just that and looked around first.
Fortunately, there was nothing unusual around. Song Yining observed the recessed area and realized that it seemed to require a key to open.
I was trying to recall if any of the things my father left me contained a usable key.
After a while, it seemed there was nothing. Then, looking at the inconspicuous jade pendant she had worn since childhood around her neck, Song Yining took it out and examined it for a long time.
With a try-it-out attitude, Song Yining took the jade pendant she was wearing and put it into the groove.
After waiting for a while, Song Yining could clearly hear some movement inside. Unsure of what was going on, Song Yining was ready to enter the space at any moment.
The stone wall creaked and slowly opened. Song Yining was unsure and went into the space first. After waiting for a while without any movement, Song Yining came out.
Release the two little cuties and let them go out and scout things out first.
He then took out a flashlight from his spatial storage, and didn't hold back the stick in his hand either.
With a mix of trepidation and anticipation, I walked step by step into the cave.
The entrance to the cave is relatively narrow, enough to accommodate two adults. It widens as you go further in, eventually leading to a natural stone cave.
Song Yining could also clearly see the stalactites inside the cave, which formed a natural staircase.
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