When the rolling mountains appeared in front of her sight, Yang Ruoqing knew that her destination was approaching.

A donkey going up a mountain can level a horse, but a mule going down a mountain doesn't need to be beaten.

This involves climbing a mountain, and horses definitely don't want it.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know how long it would take before she could come down from the mountain, so she released the horse.

"This trip into the mountains, I can't even protect myself, let alone protect you."

"I have released you now. You can find your own way out and take care of yourself!"

She fed the horse one last time, made it drink enough water, and then stroked its head.

Horses are very spiritual animals, and they seem to be able to feel Yang Ruoqing's complicated mood at this time.

It stuck out its tongue and licked Yang Ruoqing's arm and snorted.

Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly, raised her hand and patted its head: "Okay, let's go!"

Watching the horse disappear, she picked up the bundle and plunged into the mountains in front of her.

I changed into the clothes of local residents and walked on the rugged mountain road, my eyes scanning the surrounding scenery.

This route was provided by Uncle Lao Jue. If you walk along this road, you will see many villages of different sizes along the way.

Yang Ruoqing gave up searching and inquiring about one village after another.

Because this is not Gujia Village and Hongcun in Daqi, this is Nanman.

Ask around, and since I am an unfamiliar face, it is inevitable that I will attract the attention of interested people.

If there is too much movement, it will be counterproductive.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing planned to change her strategy and first find a village to lurk in, and then secretly pay attention to the surrounding movements.

Which village should I go to lurk in?

Heiyan Village, where Uncle Lao Jue grew up, seems to be a good choice.

However, the road leading to Heiyan Village is very different from what Old Uncle Jue said!

Well, come to think of it, Old Uncle Jue has not returned to the mountains for fourteen years. The alternation of fourteen springs, summers, autumns and winters is enough to change a lot of things.

Forget it, if you can't find Heiyan Village, don't force it. Find a nearby village to stay, and then slowly inquire about it.

After walking for a day and a night, the route given by Uncle Jue no longer worked.

No choice, I can only figure it out on my own from now on.

In this way, after trekking in the mountains for two days and two nights, Yang Ruoqing came to a valley at noon.

This valley is very quiet.

Like a huge mouth, on the surrounding mountain walls, slender and long moso bamboo grows on the soft red soil, as well as a plant with particularly thick and wide leaves.

The pen and ink of autumn has left its strongest mark here.

Golden wild chrysanthemums bloom beside the gurgling stream.

The water is clear and the strange-shaped pebbles under the water are clearly visible.

The little fish are swimming freely among the soft aquatic plants. The air is good, the sun is warm, and the scenery is beautiful.

It's like a picture scroll of the human world, but unfortunately, the people in this picture are not in the mood to look at the scenery.

Yang Ruoqing came to the stream and poured a handful of water into her mouth.

I was so thirsty that my throat was so dry that it was about to burst into flames.

The cool and sweet stream water slid into my throat, and my whole body came to life.

Looking down, I saw my own figure reflected in the water.

She is an authentic mountain village girl. This face is because she used something to cover it up.

The eyebrows have become lighter, the curvature of the corners of the eyes has also changed, and some dark yellow stuff has been smeared on the haggard face.

There are also a few scattered freckles on both sides of the bridge of the nose.

The mouth is a bit chapped, the hair is unkempt, the kind that is completely impossible to pick out among others.

"Hey, there's no one else with this look."

Yang Ruoqing looked at herself in the water and smiled bitterly.

"I wonder if Tang Yazi can recognize himself when he stands in front of him like this?"

"And Chen'er, will you be scared to cry when you see such an ugly girl?"

Yang Ruoqing poured water into her mouth while thinking wildly in her mind.

These random thoughts are the driving force that drives her to continue searching along the way.

Only by constantly thinking about this can she have the courage and strength to trek alone in the mountains...

There was a sudden commotion in the woods behind him.

Yang Ruoqing turned around suddenly and saw a black back running over from behind the extremely wide and thick wild plant.

In the blink of an eye, he ran close to him, and it turned out to be an adult wild boar.

At the same time she spotted the wild boar, the wild boar also saw Yang Ruoqing.

Its little pig eyes were filled with blood, and its whole body was full of rage.

As if he was extremely disgusted with this ugly human woman who appeared in the valley, the wild boar roared and rushed towards her.

Yang Ruoqing looked innocent.

Brother Wild Boar, it's my fault that I'm ugly, but I didn't offend you either. Why do we hurt each other like this?

Complaining silently, she was still squatting by the stream, but her other hand was already touching her waist.

There is a soft whip hidden there. When not in use, keep it close to your body and keep it out of sight.

When you need to use it, just pull it out and shake it, it's a weapon for killing people and looting goods.

The herd of wild boars came, and she had to hide for a while, but Yang Ruoqing really didn't take a look at this lone wild boar.

However, the next moment, she stopped touching the whip.

Because from where the wild boars were, three more hunting dogs rushed out.

The three hunting dogs all looked tough, and at first glance they looked like the kind of native dogs that guard homes and courtyards in the mountains.

The three hunting dogs all wear the same black leather ring around their necks. They should be raised by the same family.

The three hunting dog brothers were obviously running towards the wild boar. The three of them rushed forward and surrounded the wild boar at extremely fast speeds.

There was a frenzied roar, and the three hunting dog brothers beat the male wild boar until it howled and screamed.

The originally quiet and pleasant valley, like a picture scroll, suddenly became lively, and all the birds resting on the nearby treetops were frightened.

Yang Ruoqing, on the other hand, seemed to be frightened by the fight in front of her. She fell to the ground and was so frightened that she forgot to run away.

At the same time, an arrow flew over.

It stabbed firmly into the back of the wild boar. The wild boar felt pain and let out a scream.

Using all his strength, he asked the three brothers to drive the hunting dogs, then turned around and fled into the depths of the dense forest.

The three hunting dog brothers were still chasing after them, and a loud whistle sounded.

The three hunting dog brothers immediately turned around and rushed towards the direction from which the whistle came. Then, the three brothers swung their tails, jumped up and down, and came over there surrounded by a tall and burly young man.

"Well done, you three are patrolling the edge, don't run around!"

The young man patted one of the dogs on the head, turned around and strode towards the stream.

"Are you okay, miss?"

He stopped in front of Yang Ruoqing, leaned down, and looked at her with concern on his face.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head, with a frightened look on her dark yellow and freckled face.

His eyes swept over the young man in front of him, looking at what he was wearing and the hare and pheasant hanging around his waist.

As well as a pair of homemade bows and arrows slung on his shoulders, Yang Ruoqing guessed that he was a hunter.
Chapter completed!