"How can such a beautiful place be called Death Valley?" Yang Ruxin couldn't help but shake her head, "I think it should be called Lover's Valley instead, but..."
"What's wrong?" Gu Qingheng could tell something was different the moment he saw Yang Ruxin's expression.
Yang Ruxin grabbed a handful of soil and sniffed it, then ran to the riverbank to look at the water. She suddenly called Lin Xiwang over: "Do you know how the people who left from here died?"
Lin Xiwang thought for a while: "I think I overheard my dad mention that they had bloody diarrhea or something, and then died shortly after..."
Gu Qingheng also grabbed a handful of mud and studied it carefully. After a moment, a meaningful look flashed in his eyes.
But Yang Ruxin suddenly laughed: "Gu Qingheng, I think, we might be about to get rich again."
Gu Qingheng nodded: "However, this is a serious matter, we'd better keep it quiet."
