Zhang Dong was a little curious about what the fat young man said: "Can you really see the whole of your village from the back mountain?"

"Yes, you can indeed see it. But the mountains behind are all the ancestral graves of our village. If you go up there, I'm afraid it will be unlucky for you, Dr. Zhang." The thin young man explained with a dry smile.

Zhang Dong smiled and waved his hand: "It's nothing! Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I just went over and had a look! I also want to see the whole picture of your village!"

Seeing that Zhang Dong was not joking, the thin young man nodded in agreement.

"Then we will take Dr. Zhang to the back mountain. If you feel uncomfortable later, just tell us!" said the thin young man.

Half an hour later, the three of them arrived at the back hill of Niujia Village.

Standing on the mountain path, Zhang Dong glanced down.

Sure enough, as the fat young man said, you can see the entire Niujia Village from here!

However, after seeing the whole picture of Niujia Village, Zhang Dong felt a little heavy.

A village as big as Niujia Village doesn’t even have a two-story building!

You know, even when Dongshan Village was so poor, there were still several families in the village who built small buildings!

"Doctor Zhang, where should we go next?" the thin young man asked Zhang Dong.

Zhang Dong looked around and saw that there was nothing interesting to see around him, so he pointed to the top of the back mountain and said.

"We've come here, wouldn't it be a pity not to go to the top of Houshan Mountain? Let's just go to the top!"

When the fat young man heard Zhang Dong saying that he wanted to climb to the top, he quickly waved his hands.

"Skinny man, please accompany Dr. Zhang to the top. I have no strength and I can't climb anymore!"

The thin young man glared at him: "You fat man, you were the one who encouraged Dr. Zhang to come to the back mountain before, but now you dare to cry tired!"

The fat young man looked innocent: "I didn't know Dr. Zhang was going to the top of the mountain! If he wants to see our village, he can already see clearly from standing halfway up the mountain!"

"Okay, let him rest here for a while! When we come down later, we can go down the mountain with him!" Zhang Dong said with a smile.

When the fat young man heard this, he immediately smiled and hurriedly thanked Zhang Dong.

The thin young man glared helplessly at the fat young man, and then led Zhang Dong towards the top of the mountain.

On the way to the top of the mountain, the thin young man couldn't help but ask about the eye tattoo.

"Dr. Zhang, the village chief said that you have a way to cure the curse in our village. Is this true?"

Zhang Dong glanced at him: "What? Do you think it's fake?"

"That's not true! The village chief believes in you, and of course I believe you too! It's just that I always feel that this curse is quite weird, and it should be difficult to cure!" said the thin young man.

Zhang Dong asked him: "Do you still remember what it was like the day the curse appeared?"

"Remember! When everyone in the village got up that morning, they all found that they had eye tattoos on their bodies. At first, everyone thought it was a prank, but later they found out that everyone in the village had eye tattoos, and everyone realized that it was not a prank.

But a curse!" The thin young man sighed.

Zhang Dong raised his eyebrows: "Then the night before the curse appeared, did you feel anything strange?"

"Um... Doctor Zhang, if I say something, please don't say it to anyone else!" the thin young man said with hesitation.

Zhang Dong's eyes lit up. Could it be that this thin young man really had any clues?

"That's all you say! Do you think I will talk nonsense?" Zhang Dong said with a smile.

The thin young man blushed: "It's like this. When I was sleeping that night, I smelled a very fragrant smell! That kind of smell was very special. I have never smelled it before!"

"Oh? Then what? Did anything else happen?" Zhang Dong asked.

The thin young man blushed and said: "Then I had a dream, dreaming that I slept with Xiaoyun, the beauty of our village... Doctor Zhang, don't tell anyone else about this.

!Especially Fatty, if he knows that I have such a dream, he will definitely say bad things about me in front of Xiaoyun!"

"Haha, that's it! Maybe the fragrance you smelled at that time was also your dream!" Zhang Dong laughed.

But the thin young man's expression was very serious: "No, I have a very sensitive nose! I can tell whether it is a dream or reality! That is definitely not the fragrance in a dream!"

Seeing that he was so confident that he would not admit his mistakes, Zhang Dong couldn't help but pay attention to it.

"Very good, I will pay attention to what you mentioned later!" Zhang Dong said seriously.

While the two were chatting, they didn't notice that they had reached the top of the back mountain.

Standing on the top of the back mountain, Zhang Dong looked around, and what he saw at a glance was the endless mountain tops.

With so many mountains, it’s no wonder that the income of people in Niujia Village is not high!

In places with many mountains, the land is also more barren than ordinary land.

In some places, the soil quality is good, and fruit trees can be planted on the mountains to generate income.

But in some areas, even planting fruit trees is a luxury, and this is the case in Niujia Village.

Zhang Dong chatted with the thin young man for a while, and suddenly his eyes fell on a cemetery halfway up the mountain.

I saw many small tombs surrounding a large and exquisitely built tomb.

There is also a stone tablet erected in front of the large tomb.

Looking from a distance, one can also tell that the large tomb is old.

"That should be the ancestral grave in your village, right?" Zhang Dong pointed to the grave and said to the thin young man.

The thin young man nodded: "Yes! The one in the middle is the tomb of our ancestor. I heard that he was still a high official at that time, so the tomb he built was relatively luxurious."

Having said this, the thin young man couldn't help but sigh.

"As a result, our current generation is extremely poor in the village, and everyone can barely make ends meet!"

Hearing this, Zhang Dong patted the thin young man on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged! When this curse is over, maybe I can help your village get rich!"

"Really?" The thin young man's eyes lit up.

But then he smiled bitterly: "Dr. Zhang, I know your medical skills are very good. But it will cost a lot of money to help our village become rich!"

"You don't have to worry about this! I've already figured out how to help you get rich!" Zhang Dong said with a confident smile.

The thin young man looked at Zhang Dong in surprise, wondering what Zhang Dong was thinking.

But then he became excited. No matter what Zhang Dong could do, as long as he could help the people in his village get rich!

"Dr. Zhang, if you can really help our village get rich in the future, you will be the great benefactor of our whole village!" the thin young man said excitedly.

Zhang Dong waved his hand: "Let's talk about that matter later! The most important thing right now is to solve the problem of people in your village being cursed! If this matter is not solved, it will be useless no matter how rich your village is!"

Hearing what Zhang Dong said, the thin young man nodded in agreement.

Zhang Dong already understood the general situation of Niujia Village, so he was ready to go down the mountain.

However, just as the two were about to go down the mountain, whether it was Zhang Dong's illusion or something else, he always felt that there was a faint flash of red light at the ancestral grave in Niujia Village.
Chapter completed!