The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1389: About to Spread the Poisonous Ash

Chapter 1389: Chapter 1389: About to Spread the Poisonous Ash

"I just feel that a maid whom Madam Chen takes out with her during such a time must be no ordinary person, that’s all. Or is it that my question is too difficult for Madam Chen to answer?"

"No, of course not."

Upon hearing her last question, Madam Chen quickly shook her head.

From Lin Caisang’s words, she could tell that Lin Caisang was doubting her, thinking that she should not have brought another person into Wuzhu Forest.

At present, the only person she could trust was the maid by her side; she really trusted no one else.

And who could blame her? When someone is in her current situation, with her husband deceased, her son arrested, and herself driven into desperation, who else would have someone by their side to offer advice?

Wouldn’t anyone trust that person completely?

"Although Ling’er hasn’t been with me for very long, she is truly loyal to me. Even though I’m in this situation, Ling’er hasn’t abandoned me," she said.

"Oh, is that so?"

The corners of Lin Caisang’s lips curved slightly, and her gaze, carrying a hint of cold light, swept over to Ling’er who was driving the carriage outside.

...

Soon, they arrived at the Chen estate.

The Chen family, where Madam Chen resided, was not considered very wealthy in this area, but they also had no worries about food and clothing.

Taking advantage of the night, the group did not return to the Chen Family’s home.

Instead, they went straight to the burial site of Old Master Chen. The carriage couldn’t go up the mountain, so the maid was left to watch it, while Madam Chen led Sui Zimo and Lin Caisang up the mountain.

"Be careful, we have time," said Sui Zimo, gripping Lin Caisang’s hand tightly with one hand as they walked side by side uphill.

Madam Chen, walking ahead of them, was leading the way. On the dark, lightless mountain path, the seemingly frail Madam Chen was not only advancing but also turning her head back to talk to Lin Caisang and Sui Zimo.

"Madam Chen is truly a heroine under the banner, to have walked so much and not be tired at all," Lin Caisang sighed half-jokingly at Madam Chen.

Even though she wasn’t out of breath, the dark night and the mountain path still gave her the creeps.

If she hadn’t known that Brother Molian was by her side, she might have screamed out loud.

But looking at Madam Chen who was walking in front of them, seemingly feeling nothing and moving upwards without so much as a heavy breath, she was so different from the Madam Chen who was almost frightened to the point of sitting on the ground at Wuzhu Teahouse.

"Miss Lin is jesting."

Madam Chen laughed embarrassingly and continued to walk ahead while speaking.

"When I was in my husband’s family before, I had to do a lot of work. Compared to walking on a mountain path like this now, it’s really nothing," she explained.

"Oh? What kind of work did Madam Chen have to do at her husband’s family before?" asked Lin Caisang.

"That... it’s nothing special,"

Madam Chen shook her head, somewhat embarrassed to speak.

Seeing that she did not continue, Lin Caisang did not ask any further but simply followed her walking ahead.

...

Soon, the three of them arrived at a grave.

"My late husband hasn’t been buried for very long, and I heard from the elders that in a few days they will be spreading poisoned ash," Madam Chen murmured as she brought them to the grave.

"Poisoned ash?"

Sui Zimo was somewhat puzzled. Who ever heard of spreading poisoned ash on a grave?

"Here, after people pass away and are buried, they spread poisoned ash on the graves to prevent people from the Ghost Clan or the Demon Clan from exhuming bodies," Lin Caisang whispered in a low voice into Sui Zimo’s ear.