When there were rolling mountains ahead of your sight, Yang Ruoqing knew that her destination was coming soon.

Donkeys and horses go up the mountain, but mules don’t need to be beaten.

It's time to climb a mountain, so you definitely don't want a horse.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know when she would get down after entering the mountain, so she released the horse.

"I can't even protect myself when I enter the mountain this time, let alone cover you."

"I have released you now. Find a way out for yourself and take care of each other!"

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

The horse is a very spiritual animal, and it seems that he can feel Yang Ruoqing's complicated mood at this time.

It stretched out its tongue to lick Yang Ruoqing's arm and sniffed.

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

Seeing the horse's figure disappear, she also picked up the bag and plunged into the mountains in front of her.

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

This route is provided by Uncle Lao Jue. Walking along this route, there will be many villages of different sizes along the way.

Yang Ruoqing gave up the carpet-style search and inquiry in one village after another.

Because this is not the Gujia Village and Hong Village of Daqi, this is the Nanman.

If you ask around, and you are a strange face, it will inevitably attract the attention of those who are interested.

The movement is too big and the counterproductive will be counterproductive at that time.

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

Which village should I lurk?

The Heiyan Village where Uncle Lao Jue used to grow up seems to be a good choice.

However, the road to Heiyan Village is very different from what Lao Jue said!

Alas, think about it, Uncle Lao Jue hasn't returned to the mountain for fourteen years. The fourteen alternation of spring, summer, autumn and winter is enough to change a lot of things.

Forget it, if you can’t find Heiyan Village, you won’t force to find it. First, find a nearby village and then find out slowly.

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

There is no way, so I can only explore it myself next.

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

This valley is very quiet.

Like a huge mouth, on the mountain walls, thin and long bamboos grow on the soft red clay, and a plant with particularly thick and wide leaves.

The brush and ink of autumn leave the most intense stroke here.

Golden wild chrysanthemums bloom by the gurgling stream.

The water flows are clear, and pebbles with pebbles with unique shapes under the water are clearly visible.

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

Just like the picture of the world, it’s a pity that the people in this painting do not have the mood to look at the scenery.

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

I was thirsty and thirsty, and my throat was so dry that it was about to get angry.

The cool and sweet stream slid into the throat and the whole person came to life.

When I looked down, my figure was reflected on the water.

The authentic mountain village girl has this face because she used some things to cover up.

My eyebrows faded, my eyes changed, and my haggard face was covered with dark yellow things.

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

My mouth was a little dry and unkempt, and I was thrown into the crowd, and I couldn't pick it out at all.

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

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

"I wonder if he can still recognize himself when such a self stands in front of Tang Yazi?"

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

Yang Ruoqing poured water into her mouth while thinking about it.

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

Only by constantly thinking about these things can she have the courage and strength to travel alone in this mountain...

There was a sudden turmoil in the forest behind me.

Yang Ruoqing twisted her face suddenly and saw a black spine rushing over behind the extremely wide and thick wild plant.

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

While she discovered the wild boar, the wild boar also saw Yang Ruoqing.

Its little pig's eyes were filled with blood and his whole body was filled with rage.

It seemed that she felt extremely disgusted with her, the 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, why should I hurt each other like this?

She complained silently, but she was still squatting by the stream, but her other hand had already touched her waist.

There are soft whips hidden there. When not in use, they should be kept in close contact without showing any dew.

When you need it, you can use it and then use it to kill and plunder the goods.

The wild boars are coming, and she has to hide for a while, but Yang Ruoqing really doesn't take a look at this mere wild boar.

However, the next moment, her whip was interrupted.

Because three more hunting dogs rushed out from the place where the wild boars appeared.

The three hunting dogs reminded each of them, and they were the kind of local dogs in the mountains who guarded the house.

The three hunting dogs all had the same black leather ring around their necks, which should have been raised by the same person.

The three hunting dogs were obviously heading for the wild boar. The three of them pounced on them and surrounded the wild boar in the middle at an extremely fast speed.

When they came up, they were frantically hoarse, and the three hunting dogs beat the male wild boar together, screaming.

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

Yang Ruoqing, as if she was frightened by the fight in front of her, fell to the ground, so scared that she forgot to escape.

At the same time, a feather arrow flew over.

It pierced steadily on the wild boar's back. The wild boar felt pain and screamed.

With all his strength, he asked the three brothers of Hunter and turned around and fled toward the deep forest beside him.

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

The three hunting dogs immediately turned around and rushed towards the direction where the whistle came. Then, the three brothers shook their tails and jumped, surrounded by a tall and burly young man coming from there.

"Good thing, you three are patrolling the side, don't run around!"

The young man patted one of the dogs' heads and turned around and strode towards the stream.

"Girl, are you okay?"

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

Yang Ruoqing raised her head, her dark yellow and freckled face looked in a state of terror.

His eyes flashed over the young man in front of him, looking at his outfit, a hare and a pheasant hanging around his waist.

As well as a pair of homemade bows and arrows slung on his shoulders, Yang Ruoqing guessed that he should be a hunter.

Moreover, he just spoke to the dog and her, and he spoke the language of the mountain tribe.
Chapter completed!