Chapter 472: Chapter 462: Itâs All Because of the Treasure Chapter 472: Chapter 462: Itâs All Because of the Treasure However, Grandpa Peng was already very happy to see an old friend; he dug out a jar of wine that had been buried underground for many years and drank it with his friend.
While drinking, his friend also told him stories.
At that time, he treated them as nonsense, but now seeing Tang Zelin and Su Shu here, he suddenly felt that perhaps what Li Banxia had told him might not have been false.
On the road, he talked as he walked, and when he got tired, he would stop to rest in the middle before continuing on.
Su Shu carefully observed from behind; she noticed that as soon as Grandpa Peng left home, he searched for a bundle of incense, and each time he finished a stretch of the road,
at a crossroads, he would pull out three sticks of incense, light them, burn them, and then decide which direction to go depending on the shape of the smoke.
This action became known to everyone in the group eventually.
Grandpa Peng said, âBurning incense to ask for directions is sometimes very effective in places like ours.â
He explained only this much and didnât say much else.
Tang Zelin nodded without asking further; if he didnât ask, those following certainly wouldnât.
âIf the child you are looking for wasnât killed in that big fire, then itâs possible that they were taken by âthose peopleâ.â
Su Shu noticed that when Grandpa Peng spoke that sentence, he mentioned âthose peopleâ.
That is to say, there indeed were children who survived or, at least, didnât die in that tragedy.
If they hadnât died, then who exactly took them, even making the appearance of their deaths seamless?
Grandpa Peng said, âWhen that old blind man came, he said that boys and girls had been taken away; I didnât react then, but looking back now, that was the trailhead we needed.â
âWhat treasure was he searching for in the mountain?â
âHey, what treasure could there be inside a mountain? Itâs just a rumor handed down from our ancestors. After so many years, nobody has ever seen that thing, never mind the thing, we canât even find the path.â
It was a bit tiring to climb the slope, and Grandpa Peng held onto Tang Zelinâs arm, which he had offered, to help himself up.
âWhy, after so many years, have so many people in Peng Village, especially the elderly, not ventured out? Itâs because of this treasure.â
âWhere does this story start from?
Feeling that life was fleeting, especially after Peng Mountain was nearly destroyed by an earthquake, Grandpa Peng thought some things were not worth keeping secret any longer.
Over the years, there had been many secrets in Peng Mountain, yet which had led to a good outcome? At his old age, he hardly saw any.
Nowadays, the younger generation doesnât come back anymore; Peng Mountain Village was left with only those like him, half-buried in the yellow earth.
Those legends might not be guarded by the Peng Family any longer in the future.
âWhen Li Banxia came to find me, he brought a big rooster with him; the head, the spirit, was majestic. I was surprised at the time and thought he brought it for me, but now it seems, maybe I thought too much.
We hadnât seen each other for over a decade. The last time he visited, Xiaojun was still alive. After he read my grandsonâs face, he advised me against letting him join the military. I did have concerns at the time, thinking this child had lost his parents, and there was only me, an old wreck left, the sole seed of the Peng Family, so maybe he shouldnât join the military.
But Xiaojun, despite his seemingly simple exterior, was rather decisive at heart and as stubborn as an ox. I didnât stop him from doing what he wanted, and later he joined the army.
And Xiaotang, you know what happened after that.â
Tang Zelin nodded and said, âI know.â