An Moxue didn't take the story of the thief breaking into Zhan Kui's house to heart after hearing it from Hu Zi's mother.
That night, I heard the two little ones crying in the middle of the night. I got dressed and went outside to check, but I didn't find anything unusual. I went back to comfort the two little ones and went back inside to sleep.
The next day, An Moxue got up and inspected the courtyard. She then checked the area outside the courtyard wall and found traces of someone climbing and smashing something on the northwest corner of the wall. A small piece of the red plum tree at the foot of the wall had been knocked down, and there were some messy footprints around the tree. Judging from the footprints, it should have been one person.
After finishing her meal, An Moxue went to the village brigade and reported the situation to the militia company commander. She learned that several houses had been broken into the previous night, but only one house had nothing stolen. The rest of the houses had lost some grain.
Subsequently, one after another, people in the village lost their belongings, forcing the militia to increase nighttime patrols, but some homes were still burglarized.
Left with no other option, the villagers went to the town's public security bureau to report the incident to the police.
These days, the town's public security bureau has received many cases of burglary, involving several villages, but no one has been caught, which has caused a bad reaction throughout the town.
With so many theft cases at once, the police station of five small officers was overwhelmed and had no choice but to join forces with the militia from various villages.
For a time, as soon as it got dark, every household was on high alert, and they would go out to check at the slightest sound.
An Moxue analyzed that these people might be committing crimes in a group, hiding in a corner during the day and coming out at night, and they are likely committing crimes while moving around.
The whole town launched a massive manhunt for the thief, but he disappeared without a trace. More than ten days later, the town's police station received no further reports of burglaries, and the case was thus dropped.
An Moxue had a feeling that something was amiss, but she had no evidence. You can't judge something suspicious based on a mere intuition without being able to pinpoint what it is!
Feeling really bored, she took the two little ones into the mountains.
The man and the two wolves were having a great time playing in the mountains and forests.
If you see Ganoderma lucidum, pick it!
If you see frozen green, pick it!
See the wild grapes on the tree, frozen and glistening with dew, pick them!
If you see a pheasant, grab it!
See a wild rabbit? Catch it!
An Moxue walked further and further away, gradually entering the forest. She didn't let go of any good things she saw, picking and catching them and putting them into her spatial storage.
The two little ones ran far away without anyone noticing, and An Moxue sat on a high tree branch to rest.
Suddenly, the two of them ran back, their voices full of warning.
Following their lead, An Moxue carefully sped forward, only to find a large group of people gathered together.
She warned the two children to hide, while she slowly approached the crowd under the cover of a big tree. She took out her binoculars and three familiar people came into view: Qu Bing, Fan Zijian, and the projectionist from the county cinema. She didn't recognize the others; there were twelve people in total.
An Moxue felt that these people were not simple.
Through her binoculars, An Moxue could only see an ancient iron chain bridge. The stone piers connected by the iron chains had exquisite patterns on them, giving it an air of antiquity and vicissitude.
The bridge looks quite out of place in this mountain range.
These people continued to wander around the area until it got dark.
The more she looked at them, the more she felt they were tomb raiders.
Taking advantage of the darkness, she slowly approached these people.
At this moment, these people were resting together, and it was difficult to hear what they were saying.
She took out an ear-hook megaphone from her spatial storage and put it on. This time, she vaguely heard these people say, "Third Brother is really smart. He used a group of roving thieves to divert the police's attention, which allowed us to get here smoothly."
"That's right. In all these years, when has Third Brother ever made a mistake? It's all thanks to his cautiousness."
"Alright, Sixth Brother, now that you've looked at this place, how confident are you?"
The projectionist, whom they called Third Brother, seemed to be the leader of these people.
“There must be a major burial site here, but we still need to find out where it is. Look at this bridge, it’s the best evidence. We can’t find the main tomb right now, but it must be nearby, not too far away.”
"Sixth Brother, do you think we can find what we're looking for?"
"Who knows! Nobody's ever seen it, it's all just legend. It's all a mix of truth and falsehood. Can you really say for sure? I certainly haven't seen it."
"Haven't we seen enough strange things already? You forbid feudal superstition, but at least explain what's going on? I think it's true. What do you all think?"
"Third Brother, you've been here the longest, so what's up?"
“We have collected a lot of legends over the years. According to the legends, there must be something there, but it seems that they are all passed down from generation to generation. We are not shamans, so even if we find it, we may not have the ability. Moreover, they also worship natural deities. Without the guidance of the deities, even if we find it, it may not be useful. Let’s just think about the gold and silver treasures in the tomb. I advise you not to think about anything else.”
An Moxue was positioned perfectly to see Fan Zijian's expression; his eyes flickered, making him difficult to read.
The thing she was looking for was indeed related to shamanism, but she still wasn't sure if it was related to An Moxue's ancestor.
But now she is certain of one thing: these people do not know that she is the only living member of the Nalan family, nor do they know that her maternal ancestors were shamans.
Otherwise, these people would definitely try every means to capture her in order to extract information.
“Then the area is quite large, possibly twenty or thirty miles around.”
"almost."
"How long are we going to have to stay on this mountain? It's getting colder every day."
"Before the ice freezes completely, let's find a suitable place tomorrow, dig a few burrows, and stay there tonight. Let's look around first. If it doesn't work out, we'll just have to come back next spring."
"This is the only way."
"Everyone, finish your meal and get some rest. Let's get to work early tomorrow."
There's nothing more useful information here.
Knowing that they wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, An Moxue wasn't in a hurry to travel at night.
An Moxue carefully withdrew from the area. After walking a distance, she collected the two little creatures and entered her spatial dimension.
The next morning, just as dawn broke, An Moxue took the two little ones, led out the white dragon horse, mounted it, and hurried back.
When they were almost at the edge of the forest, they put away the white dragon horse and walked home.
Instead of going home, she found Village Chief Guo, got a letter of introduction, found Old Ma, and drove a mule cart to the county's Public Security Bureau.
Along the way, An Moxue told Old Ma in detail about discovering the tomb raiding gang. Neither of them expected that the people they had caught last time were the main culprits, but they were just pawns. This time, the real bosses were probably behind them.
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