The old man named Alvin Brown had an urgent temper and wouldn’t be persuaded. He picked up his leg and walked out.
"I say, old man, what are you playing at!"
The old lady was speechless and shouted out there.
"Just stay at your daughter’s place for a few days, and you all can stay for a few days too. I’ll go with Peter to check out the village."
"I say, old man, Peter hasn’t agreed yet, and you’re already talking about going with him. What kind of talk is that!"
The old man looked at Peter Brown and asked, "Are you going or not?"
Seeing the situation, Liza Smith reluctantly said to Peter Brown, "Help your grandfather out, take a flashlight and go. It’s getting dark soon, sigh!"
Raven Walter had already found two long, five-section flashlights and said, "These are for construction sites. Take them with you."
Both of them weren’t too worried about Peter going with them. In their eyes, as long as Peter accompanied their grandfather, there shouldn’t be any problems.
Alvin Brown couldn’t sit still any longer and looked at Peter Brown, ready to go.
Peter Brown had no choice but to say to everyone, "Don’t worry, I’ll go with Grandpa and be back in a few days."
In the end, Richard Douglas still had to go with them.
Luckily, there were quite a few flashlights at the construction site. The three men each took a flashlight and left.
"This dead old man!" The old lady was now truly speechless, never expecting her husband to be in such a hurry.
Watching the three men walk away, Liza Smith couldn’t help but smile, "Dad’s still got his old temper, he can’t change it. Does he really think Peter can solve the problem?"
"Yeah, there’s no development potential in that place. Even if Peter goes, it probably won’t help." Daisy Smith also shook her head.
On the contrary, Raven Walter was quite confident in his son, "I think Peter can do it. I believe in him."
Everyone soon put this matter aside, and Liza Smith arranged for the relatives to settle down.
Meanwhile, Peter Brown accompanied them to Green Water Village.
Along the way, Alvin Brown kept talking about the situation in the village. Only then did Peter Brown learn about the village. The village was actually not small, not much different from Flower Creek Village. It had sixty-eight families with a total of two hundred and fifty-seven people. The only thing that set it apart from Flower Creek Village was that it did not have many migrant workers. Only a dozen or so moved away after going out to work, and now they hardly ever returned to the village.
When Peter learned more about it, he found out that the village was too remote, with mountain roads that took six or seven hours to traverse. Therefore, unless there was an urgent matter, the villagers would hardly ever leave the village. There was no electricity in the village, let alone any equipment. The township leaders would also not go to the village. It was said that some leaders had suggested relocating the entire village to Flower Creek Village, but in the end, no action was taken.
While walking on the mountain road, at first there were some small paths. As they continued, many paths turned into an off-road situation, where they just walked in the same direction.
Peter Brown discovered that his grandfather had a great physical condition, as he did not appear breathless while walking on the mountain road. Upon glancing at his uncle, he looked similarly relaxed.
"Peter, you’re not used to walking on mountain roads, are you? If you can’t do it, have your uncle carry you."
Peter Brown hurriedly replied, "No problem! I’m very relaxed."
He was actually telling the truth. As a cultivator, Peter Brown found it not too difficult to walk on the mountain roads after utilizing his True Qi. In fact, he felt that if he didn’t have to wait for the two elders, he would’ve run straight down the mountain.
"Peter, just take a look at it. If it’s not doable, it’s no big deal." Grandpa said softly this time.
Hearing his grandfather say that, Peter knew that although he was an impatient man, he had probably thought about many things during their walk.
"Alright, I’ll take a look first. I haven’t been to the village in years, so I’ll just treat it as a leisure trip."
Chuckling, Alvin Brown said, "Speaking of leisure, the scenery in our village is truly beautiful. You’ll know when you see it. Green mountains and clear water, plus lots of wild game. When the time comes, I’ll cook you some delicious food."
Peter Brown smiled and said, "That’s great! It’s hard to find such a place in the city nowadays. I wanted to develop Flower Creek Village into a place like that, but the conditions here aren’t great, and there aren’t many scenic spots."
While talking, Peter saw the sky gradually darken. After walking for a while under the moonlight, the three of them didn’t turn on their flashlights together. Instead, Richard Brown lit the way from behind. As Alvin Brown put it, they were conserving battery, so they wouldn’t run out.
The moonlight was good that night, and the three men walked quietly on the mountain road with a refreshing feeling as the mountain breeze blew.
"You’ve never walked on a mountain road at night, have you? Walking on this kind of road is all about courage. Some people get so scared walking at night that they wet their pants. Hehe."
Alvin Brown was in a good mood and started joking.
Listening to Alvin Brown’s joke, Peter Brown’s gaze sharpened. He noticed that the mountain wilderness was not as peaceful as it seemed. At a glance, he saw some wild ghosts wandering in the mountains, and even saw some terrifying ghosts making all sorts of frightening expressions on top of the solitary tombs.
Looking at the two men, Peter Brown found that his grandfather and uncle were completely unaware of these things and just kept walking with their heads down.
At this time, Peter Brown deliberately looked at the top of their heads and saw a stream of Yang energy from each person’s head going straight to the sky.
No wonder those wild ghosts didn’t dare to come closer, it was the Yang energy on their bodies that kept the ghosts away.
Now Peter understood why the elderly used to say that people with low energy and blood flow should not go wandering around wild graves, as it could lead to accidents. Now, with his cultivator’s perspective, it was probably the Yang energy, or life force, that kept the ghosts outside.
All the way along, Peter Brown witnessed no less than five cases of evil ghosts trying to possess people, but without exception, all were blocked by the Yang energy on the two men.
At this time, Peter Brown heard birds making strange noises. Upon looking at the ghosts again, he saw their Aura increasing as they responded to the calls, even breaking into Grandpa’s Yang energy range.
Of course, Peter Brown wasn’t too worried about something happening. If a ghost really did possess someone, he could kill the ghost himself.
As they were walking, Old Master suddenly pointed forward and said, "Peter, let’s detour ahead. That’s an ancient tomb, and it’s very unclean. Some people who don’t believe in the supernatural have gotten seriously ill after going to take a look."
Peter Brown indeed saw a mound of earth in front of him.
Just as Peter Brown was about to speak, his eyes suddenly focused, and he stared at the ancient tomb.