If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

"Young Master Feng Liu, where exactly is the place you mentioned?" Chen Da asked speechlessly as he looked at Feng Liu, who was nervously on guard against Fat Tiger and Little Fatty while never forgetting to hold on to his clothes along the way.

"I, I remember it should be around here, right?" Feng Liu replied uncertainly.

Chen Da forced himself to suppress the urge to pat him on the head, took a deep breath, turned around and waved to the two kids playing behind him, "Fat Tiger, Little Fatty, come here."

"Do you remember the exact location where you met Young Master Liu? Would you mind taking us there?"

Upon hearing this, Fat Tiger glared at Feng Yijiajia, who was hiding in front of Chen San and then behind him, with his wolf eyes until Feng Yijiajia couldn't help but tremble all over. Then he let out a low cold hum, looked around, turned around and ran towards the northwest.

"Sixth Young Master, Fat Tiger and Little Fatty are very human-like. You don't have to be afraid of them. Be more polite to them in the future. Not only will they not bully you, they may even help you." After Chen San finished speaking, he quickly followed the two little ones.

Feng Yijia looked at Fat Tiger who was obediently leading the way in front, and followed him thoughtfully. He didn't like being bound and controlled since he was a child, and he longed for a free life and liked all kinds of attempts and adventures. The biggest reason why he agreed to Meixiang's suggestion to come to Liuzhou Prefecture was that he heard about the primitive forest in the back mountain. He was tired of visiting the capital and the surrounding areas in the past few years and was really bored. It was just right to get rid of his mother's nagging and come here to have fun.

If he could be more polite to the two little ones, they would be willing to take him around the forest more often, and then he would be willing to lower himself to please them occasionally. Thinking of this, Feng Yijia quickened his pace and followed.

I finally caught up with Chen Da, who was standing halfway up the mountain, panting. I was so tired that I didn't want to talk anymore. The only thing I wanted to do was to lie down on the ground and never get up again.

"Sixth Young Master, is this the treasure you said?" Chen Da asked after he had recovered his breath a little, pointing at the large patch of long dark green vines lying on the ground in front of him.

Feng Yijia, who was bent over with his hands on his knees and panting, heard Chen Da's question, and slowly stood up and wiped the sweat off his face. After looking around and seeing the plants clearly, he stared at Fat Tiger and Little Fatty with fiery eyes, and shouted excitedly: "That's right, that's right, Brother Chen, they are really amazing, they actually found it!"

"I accidentally slipped and rolled down from that side that day," Feng Liu pointed to the hillside in front of him on the left and continued, "If I hadn't grabbed the vine in time, I don't know where I would have rolled to."

Feng Liu couldn't help but feel nervous when he recalled the scene. His body ached slightly. "It was this that pulled out the things inside. Come, come, look, this is the pit where the vines were pulled out." He took Chen Da to the place where the vines had rolled down. Sure enough, there were two shallow pits left after the vines were pulled out.

Feng Liu squatted down and pulled the two pits with his hands. After a while, he pulled out two long red-skinned objects. Chen Da's heart tightened when he saw these things. He hurriedly put them in the backpack he had been carrying on his back, took out the small hoe inside, squatted down, and started digging carefully together.

Every time you go out, you must carry a backpack, especially when you go to the back mountain. This has become a habit for almost everyone living in Liu's mansion, and everyone is increasingly grateful for the convenience brought by this habit.

Looking at the large and small red-skinned rhizomes dug out in front of him, Chen Da felt happy. Because the potatoes had similar vines and were also dug out from the soil. Maybe this one is really another kind of "treasure".

Chen Da thought for a moment and pulled out another one, putting it into the backpack along with the vine and leaves. He explained carefully to Feng Liu who was looking at him in confusion and also told him the rules that Mei Xiang had repeatedly told him: "The young lady has told me that if you encounter something you haven't seen before, you must carefully bring it back for her to look at before you deal with it. Because there are too many things hidden in this mountain that no one has ever seen, and some of them can even kill people accidentally. So you must be very careful."

Seeing Feng Liu nodding carefully, Chen San knew that he had taken his words to heart, so he lowered his head and put the roots he had dug out earlier into the backpack one by one, then carefully filled the three pits with the soil next to them and camouflaged them. While doing this, he explained: "You can see that this area has not been touched for a long time. After we dug it, in order to avoid someone being curious and digging it back and eating it by mistake before understanding it, we must clean up the traces in time."

At this time, Fat Tiger, who had originally run away without a trace, suddenly ran over, grabbed the corner of Chen Da's clothes and dragged him to the front left.

Chen Da was shocked, and asked Fat Tiger carefully, "Fat Tiger, you found something over there and want to take us to see it, right?"

"Woo woo..." Upon hearing this, Fat Tiger let go of the corner of Chen Da's clothes, ran forward two steps, stopped, turned around and wooshed to Chen Da.

"Hurry, follow me." Chen Da stood up, picked up the backpack on the ground with his right hand, threw it over his shoulder, and whispered to Feng Liu beside him.

The two followed Fat Tiger and walked quickly to the left front for about half an incense stick of time, and found a half-collapsed bamboo house behind a bush that was one meter tall.

Most of the bamboo fences surrounding the bamboo house have fallen to the ground, with only a few fences standing upright near the house. The left half of the house has completely collapsed, and the roof has lost half of its support and is tilted to the left. Judging from the degree of decay, it must have been many years since it was visited.

Looking at Fat Tiger and Little Fat standing in front of him, Chen Da thought for a moment and ordered: "Fat Tiger, you two go and see if there are any other unusual things around here? Be careful." Then he turned to Feng Liu and said: "Sixth Young Master, let's go closer and take a look."

Feng Liu nodded, followed Chen Da around the bamboo house twice, and found nothing else. Many things in the bamboo house were covered by fallen bamboos and weeds and leaves. If they wanted to find out what was inside, they had to clean it up one by one, which was obviously impossible for the two of them to do alone.

"Brother Chen, what are those things over there? I don't think I've seen them before?" Feng Liu asked, pointing in the direction behind the house.

In front of me, I saw a large group of thin long poles half a person's height, on the top of which grew a golden ear as long as a palm and covered with thorns. Its appearance was somewhat similar to that of rice and wheat ears, but not exactly the same.

Feng Liu was about to reach out to pick them, shouting, "Wait a minute!"