Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

Chapter 130 Hard to Peep

Only then did Yang Xining notice that he was wearing an unusually tight collar around his neck.

This seems out of place in the quaint village.

Seeing the pale face of the old man, Yang Xining became suspicious and asked softly, "Uncle, you seem to have something to say, can you share it with me?"

"No, no."

At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from the house.

"Amu, who are you talking to?"

The middle-aged man, Amu, trembled slightly, turned around quickly, and signaled Yang Xining with his eyes not to continue.

He responded hastily: "No, nothing, just a tourist passing by."

At this time, a middle-aged woman with a haggard face but sharp eyes walked out of the house.

She looked Yang Xining up and down, then asked coldly: "Are you a tourist? What are you doing here?

Yang Xining tried to remain calm, raised his phone, and replied with a smile: "Oh, I'm just walking around. I heard that the scenery here is beautiful, and I want to see if there are any special handicrafts that I can take back as souvenirs."

The middle-aged woman didn't seem to believe her completely, but she didn't ask any more questions. She just said calmly, "It's the rule here that tourists can't take photos or videos casually."

Yang Xining was startled and put down his phone, but pretended to be calm: "Really? I'm just curious and interested in the life here, so I want to take some footage and go back to learn more about it."

The middle-aged woman snorted coldly: "People on our island each have their own way of living, so it's better for outsiders not to interfere."

After saying that, she called the middle-aged man back into the house and closed the door.

Yang Xining had very good hearing. She heard the middle-aged man named Amu whisper, "Xiaozhi, she came to ask me herself. I didn't say anything."

"What a strange island." Upon seeing this, Yang Xining became even more certain that the secrets hidden behind this village were far more complicated than he had imagined.

She took a few steps back calmly and continued to take pictures of the scenery with her phone.

In fact, he was secretly observing the reactions of the surroundings.

She noticed that the men in the village all had collars around their necks, each doing their own thing.

Moreover, every time she approached, these middle-aged men would quickly return to their rooms as if alarm bells were ringing.

Obviously, she was not welcome to approach him.

Are all the men on this island dominated by their wives?

After walking around for a few rounds, Yang Xining felt a little tired. She had thought about using poultry to collect information.

Just walking back and forth.

There don't seem to be any cats or dogs here.

Not even any chickens, ducks or geese were seen.

As her thoughts wandered, she saw an old lady making herbal tea.

The grandma was wearing a jade bracelet on her wrist.

She put away her phone and slowly walked towards the grandma.

"Hello, grandma. I am very interested in the herbs on the island. Can I ask you some questions?" Yang Xining tried his best to make his tone sound sincere and polite.

Grandma looked up at her, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Young man, you have good vision. These herbs are treasures of the island. They can cure diseases and maintain health."

Grandma continued with her work as she spoke, "But I can't say much about other things."

Yang Xining was stunned. She didn't expect that this grandma would reject her so directly.

She decided to change the way she asked: "Grandma, I'm just curious about the culture and lifestyle of the island. I heard that the residents here are very long-lived. Is it related to the natural environment of the island?"

Grandma smiled slightly, as if she was not surprised by the question.

"Yes, the climate and soil of the island nourish these magical plants, and we have relied on them for generations. But the secret of longevity is probably more than just this." Grandma said this and then changed the subject, "If you really want to know, maybe you can ask the village chief on the island."

"Village chief?" Yang Xining asked curiously.

"Yes, the village chief. She is the oldest person on the island, 156 years old this year." A trace of awe flashed in grandma's eyes.

"Where does the village chief live?"

"She lives near the Mermaid Cave."

Hearing about the Mermaid Cave, Yang Xining was about to continue asking about the whereabouts of the Mermaid Cave.

A familiar voice sounded in my ears: "Hope, you are here."

Yang Xining turned around suddenly and found that Lan Lingchi had been standing behind her without her knowing.

"Why are you here?" Yang Xining blurted out.

"I was looking for you." Lan Lingchi touched the back of his head and explained awkwardly, "I was worried that you were lost."

Yang Xining shook his head slightly and said with a hint of self-mockery: "This village is not very big, I won't get lost."

After that, she turned and left.

Lanling Chi didn't say much, but just followed her silently.

The two of them walked through the grove, one in front and one behind.

After walking for a while, Yang Xining suddenly stopped.

As if she remembered something important, she turned around and looked directly at Lanling Chi: "Lanling Chi, I also have a question, why are you here?"

She hadn't seen him buy those beauty products.

Lan Lingchi shrugged his shoulders and said frankly: "I don't have any purpose, I just got on the wrong bus."

Yang Xining looked at him deeply, made sure that he was not lying, and turned away.

Lan Lingchi looked at her leaving back and suddenly spoke, muttering, "How is it? Monet."

As he finished his words, a black figure appeared silently beside Lanling Chi.

His face was hidden by the shadow of his cloak, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"Master, this person is no ordinary person." Monet's voice was a little cold.

"The aura she exudes is both pure and strong. Moreover, I can sense that there is some powerful force hidden in her body, a force that even I find difficult to glimpse."

"Oh? Really? Even a demon like you can't spy on me?"

Lan Lingchi was a little surprised when he heard this.

He turned around and looked in the direction where Yang Xining left again, then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting, it's getting more and more interesting." He whispered to himself.

"On this backward island, I can actually encounter such a special existence."

Monet frowned and said slowly, "Master, the air on this island is filled with a strong smell of blood, but there is no trace of any ghosts. This is really puzzling."

Upon hearing this, Lanling Chi also fell into deep thought.

“Perhaps, there is some unknown power hidden here that can purify those lingering souls.”