I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 23: It’s hard to describe in one sentence

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The sun was setting in the west and before nightfall, the three members of the Ban family climbed up the mountain with a few loyal servants. This mountain is not far from the Villa, but because this place has always been haunted in recent years, no one dares to appear here in the evening.

"Sister, what are you talking about here..." Ban Heng leaned next to Ban Hua and whispered, "Is there really something unclean?"

The mountains are lush with vegetation, and there are a lot of fallen leaves on the ground, which make a swishing sound under your feet.

"Sister, I feel like it's starting to get cold here," Ban Heng hugged his shoulders and grabbed the corner of Banhua's clothes, "How about we come back at noon tomorrow."

"It's almost night, and it will definitely get colder." Banhua looked around. Because there were many trees, the forest looked a bit eerie, and from time to time there were a few birdsong of unknown species.

"Go this way," Banhua glanced at his younger brother who was huddled behind him and his father who was looking left and right from time to time. He pulled his sleeve out of Ban Heng's hand and said to Ban Heng, "Walk well."

Ban Heng felt very uneasy without holding something in his hand, so he finally approached Ban Huai and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The father and son looked at each other and grabbed each other's sleeves.

"Father, Brother Heng, write down the place." After finding the place, Banhua instructed Ban Heng to dig a hole. "When I go back, I will draw a picture for you. If you can't remember it in the future, just follow it. Look for it."

“We can’t remember that we still have you?” Ban Heng dug for a long time, but only dug out a shallow pit not more than ten inches deep. “If we don’t have money, we will live a hard life together, and if we have money, we will spend it together. As long as someone remembers it, why should my father and I bother to do this?"

"What if... what if I can't remember it either?" Seeing that Ban Heng didn't dig out much for a long time, Ban Hua pulled away from him with a look of disgust on his face, "Get out of the way and let me do it."

Ban Heng was so happy to be lazy that he stepped aside and said, "Why don't we bury it in a few more places? There will always be a place to remember. Besides, with your level of painting skills, even if you let me face the picture Even if I look for it, I can’t find it.”

"What's wrong with my painting skills?" Banhua looked at him sideways, "You can paint if you can."

"Then I can't do it either."

"Shut up if you can't. A big man talks so much, where can he ask for a wife?" Banhua shook the dirt off his body, threw a box the size of an adult's palm in, and sprinkled a layer of dirt on it. After burying a few more pieces of gravel, just one layer of soil and one layer of stone, the hole was finally filled up. She even dug a piece of turf and stepped on it.

"Sister, why don't you bury them all inside?" Ban Heng followed Ban Hua and saw her digging another hole in another place, "You are working too hard."

"Have you ever heard of the three burrows of a cunning rabbit?" Banhua took a few breaths, "Either you shut up now, or you dig it."

Ban Heng silently took a small **** and ran to a place ten steps away to dig. Not long after digging, the **** dug up a huge boulder. The force that bounced back made him sit on the ground. .

"Alas," Ban Huai, who was digging a hole in another small corner, saw this and shook his head with emotion: "Our Ban family is really inferior to every generation."

Ban Heng wiped his face silently. The only person in his family who is qualified to say such things now is his grandmother, and his father... As a man, it is good to be a little confident.

The sky was getting darker little by little. Ban Heng and Ban Huai finally dug a hole and each buried a box of jewelry and a box of gold bars in it. When they turned around, they saw that Ban Hua had already buried the remaining two boxes. .

"With a daughter like this, my father has nothing to ask for," Ban Huai said with some pride, "In our family, your sister is the one who is most like your grandfather."

Ten years ago, when his grandfather passed away, Ban Heng was only five years old. I remember his grandfather as a very kind old man. Sometimes he would sit on his neck and take him shopping. He buys many novel gadgets.

But what impressed him most was that his grandfather loved to take his sister to practice boxing and go riding pony outside.

"Okay," Banhua moved the last stone and patted the dirt on his palms, "It's already dark, let's go down the mountain."

The Ban family father and son glanced at the dark hilltop and packed their things faster. They wished they could grow a pair of wings and fly down the hilltop immediately.

"Sister, did you hear footsteps?" Suddenly, Ban Heng stopped what he was doing and looked around in panic, "Listen carefully."

"Let's go quickly," Banhua picked up the small **** on the ground, "What else are you listening to!"

It has long been written in the storybook that anyone who notices some noise and is curious to see it will usually die early.

The three members of the Ban family hurriedly walked out. Banhua ran a few steps and remembered the sandbags they threw on the ground, so she looked back. At this time, a few people happened to come out of the dense forest.

"Who's there?!" The other party's voice was filled with solemnity, and Banhua also heard the sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost here to scare this princess?" Banhua clenched the **** in his hand, "Stand up!"

The night wind blew, making people's palms feel cold. Ban Heng and Ban Huai ran back to Ban Hua. Ban Huai blocked his son and daughter behind him. Several diehard guards brought by the Ban family also drew their swords. Sheath, to guard against the other party's sudden attack.

I don’t know why, but after Banhua claimed to be the princess, there was no movement there. It seems that I heard Banhua's sword being unsheathed, and a person walking out of the other side. He spoke in a very polite tone: "Excuse me... is this Princess Ban? I am Du Jiu, the guard of Cheng'an Bo Mansion. Princess, please don't panic. I'm just passing by."

Perhaps in order to win Ban Hua's trust, the guard took off his saber and walked closer to Ban Hua's family. "I have disturbed the princess, please forgive me."

"It turned out to be Uncle Rong's guard," Banhua patted his chest, "I thought it was really haunted."

Du Jiu cupped his fists and said, "Don't be afraid, Princess, we can **** you down the mountain."

"That's so embarrassing." Ban Hua looked around, with a bit of fear on his face, but still rejected Du Jiu's kindness. "My father and I also brought guards, so why bother you?"

"It turns out that the Marquis Ban is here," Du Jiu hurriedly saluted Ban Huai, "We are about to go down the mountain, so the Marquis and the princess don't need to be polite. It can be lively if there are many people."

"Well, then," Banhua smiled sheepishly, "then you'll have a hard time."

Du Jiu showed an honest smile: "The princess's words are really embarrassing for our brothers."

As Banhua and his party left, the forest returned to silence again. Rong Xia walked out of the shadows and pulled on the dark cloak with a complicated expression.

"How long have they been here?"

"Uncle, my subordinates are incompetent. I don't know when Princess Ban appeared here."

"I don't blame you," Rong Xia walked around the place where Banhua stood just now, "Other people have their own rules for doing things, but the Ban family...does whatever they want, and there is no logic in doing things."

Half an hour later, Du Jiu came back with his guards.

"Uncle," Du Jiu said with a somewhat confused expression, "My subordinates have already found out why the Ban family is here."

"Huh?" Rong Xia walked to a stone, raised her chin slightly, "Say."

"Prince Ban heard that this place was haunted, so he brought the princess here to bury the treasure, saying that he was waiting for someone destined to be destined. Lord Ban thought it was interesting, so he came with him." Du Jiu felt that this reason was too ridiculous. , so ridiculous that he felt that even if he lied, he would not tell such a lie.

Rong Xia pointed to a stone at hand: "dig up the bottom and take a look."