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Chapter 159 The Foxes of the Yellow Soil Ridge

The farmer could hardly believe what he had heard. As a native of Baishan Village, he had lived at the foot of Tizishan Mountain for all his life.

A mantra, long dormant in his mind, came back to him like an apparition returning to haunt him, "The day grows grey and the mountains old; In darkness lay the silver and gold; Deep behind Mount Tizishan, a trove is stashed beneath the trees; There lies the gold in forest deep; Ere it wakes again from sleep." And yet here was a Southerner who was speaking about a legend where treasures were hidden at the rear of Tizishan! The farmer felt an exhilarating rush of joy swelling in his chest, but he did his best to maintain his facade; trying to look grieved and rattled by the loss of the gourd. "Well, the missing gourd can do you no good now. I'm sorry that it has to be stolen. Back to where you come from then, Outsider." With a few simple words, the farmer tried to send the Southerner away.

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