flee from famine!After being forced to sell to a rough man, I counterattacked

Chapter 7 The Mountain Under the White Clouds
He lifted the water bag, gulped a big gulp, and continued to fill the water bag when he was full.

Qin Min raised his head and glanced at the steep cliff, and couldn't help but be dumb.

There is no other way, can she still escape?
Her throat rolled slightly, "Why don't you tie a hemp rope on the cliff, or make a rope ladder, wouldn't it be safer?"

Liang Dawei gave her a high look, and said in surprise: "Why did you think about it with the boss? The boss got a lot of hemp ropes at the beginning, but in the end, the ropes were worn out after a few tugs."

The boss also said later that hemp ropes are foreign objects, and the most important thing is one's own ability. What if the rope breaks while crawling.

Qin Min, "..."

Which fake hemp rope did they use? Isn’t normal hemp rope very durable? How could it break after a few rubs?

Qin Min collected a lot of information, glanced at the person resting at the bottom of the cliff out of the corner of his eye, and met Fu Minglai's gaze.

Her back tensed up.

That emotionless, indifferent gaze gave her an inexplicable trembling feeling of being scrutinized.

Since when did this person start looking at her? Did he hear what she said?

She looked back calmly, but felt a little more uneasy in her heart. She probably didn't say anything strange.

After Liang Dawei filled the water, he carried the water bag and was about to go back, "Little lady, go back and rest after washing your face, how uncomfortable it is to sit on the rocks here."

Qin Min did not respond to Liang Dawei's words.

No matter how hard the stone hit her butt, she had no intention of getting up.

That person's gaze seemed to be able to see through people. How could a person like her who was planning to run away take the initiative to move closer to that person, and it was too late to hide.

After resting almost, everyone started to hurry again.

Qin Min glanced at Fu Minglai who was walking towards her, and pursed his lower lip.

In fact, she would rather go by herself.

But I don't know how many roads are left.

She couldn't last long physically, and she still had to be taken away in the end.

It's just that the people who hug her can be replaced by Liang Dawei and the others. They don't seem to have a heart, and it should be better to say something.

Fu Minglai didn't care what was tangled in her little head, stretched out her long arms, picked her up with one hand, and walked up the stream.

Qin Min felt like a cargo.

A small cargo that doesn't know where it's going.

Fu Minglai led the people across the creek and walked to the bottom of the opposite mountain.

Qin Min raised his eyes and looked, only to see that there was a slit one person wide in the mountain in front of him, allowing people to cross the mountain.

In this way, they don't need to climb up and down the mountain again, which can save a long way.

I don't know how they found the way to find such a shortcut.

just the size...

It is the width of one person for her, and these six big men of 1.9 meters can only stay outside.

Qin Min looked at the slit, ready to move.

If she was fast enough to sneak into this slit before she was caught, could she be able to get rid of these people.

Fu Minglai put Qin Min down, held her wrist, and squeezed into the slit first.

Qin Min, "..."

Fortunately, she was not impulsive.

She forgot that they could walk sideways like crabs.

Qin Min followed Fu Minglai step by step.

The light in the slit is dim, just like the world when the sun only leaves half of the afterglow after sunset.

Qin Min could barely see the figure of the person in front of her, but she couldn't see it clearly at a distance. This shortcut was probably much longer than she imagined.

The group of people did not know how long they walked deep into the slit.

Qin Min bumped his shoulders against the mountains on both sides of the slit, and couldn't help but frowned. The slit is getting narrower and narrower, so it won't be a dead end.

After a while, Qin Min's shoulders rubbed against the mountains on both sides, and he had to turn his lower body slightly.

Fu Minglai stopped suddenly.

Qin Min's forehead hit his arm directly, and he quickly stepped back, "What's wrong?"

Fu Minglai didn't speak.

Qin Min's eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and now he could see a lot more clearly.

The man's chest was pressed against the mountains on both sides, and he was stuck, unable to move.

Qin Min was a little dumbfounded, how strong is the chest muscle to be stuck.

She unconsciously stared at the slightly lustful chest, and said falteringly: "I, do we want to turn back?"

"Need not."

Fu Minglai let go of her wrist and took a light breath. I don't know how he did it, but the chest visibly shrank two or three centimeters inward, barely passing through the bayonet.

The muscles on his body are obviously different from the dead muscles accumulated by protein powder in the previous life. They were tamped with all kinds of heavy work, strong and firm, full of elasticity and vitality.

After a group of people passed through the narrowest part of the slit, the slit gradually widened a lot, and even Fu Minglai no longer had to walk sideways.

Soon, there was a bright exit through the slit.

Qin Min dragged her two sore legs, her heart was slightly relaxed, and she couldn't keep up with the long-legged footsteps beside her.

As soon as Qin Min walked out of the slit, he saw the endless and bare mountains, and he sighed inwardly.

When she just walked into the slit, she thought of an ancient text, thinking that there might be a paradise behind the slit.

If I really think too much, it is not Taoyuan, but mountains.

If she wanted to escape, she might be trapped by the mountains before reaching the steep cliff.

Seeing Qin Min staring at Cong Shan in a daze, Liang Dawei asked curiously, "Little lady, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Min looked gloomy, "Do we have to go a long way?"

Liang Dawei shook his head, pointed at the sky, "It's not far, it's not far, we'll be there after passing that mountain."

Qin Min immediately straightened up like a groundhog, turned to look in the direction he was pointing, "Which one?"

"That's the one, very close."

very close……

Qin Min looked around at two or three nearby hills. Those hills were not too high, and she could climb them after exercising.

"Is it the one with a huge boulder standing on the mountainside?"

Liang Dawei said naively: "No, did you see that white cloud? I'm talking about the one under the white cloud."

The sky is a clear and transparent blue, with only one or two white clouds floating in the distant sky.

Qin Min counted, they were about dozens of mountains away from the white cloud.

My two slender and frail legs were so weak that I wanted to kneel when I climbed half a mountain.

If she wanted to escape from so many mountains, she felt that she could die first.

Fu Minglai asked Liang Dawei to look at Qin Min, while he stood at the slit, waiting for others to come out.

There are many sharp stones in the slit.

Qin Min is thin, so he didn't touch it.

Someone's leg was scratched by a stone in the slit and fell behind.

Fortunately, the wound was not serious, and the hasty treatment did not affect the journey.

It's just that the location of the wound is exactly the same as the place where the man was injured when he fell off the cliff in his previous life.

It seems that no matter what Fu Minglai does, those who should be injured will always be injured, and those who should be damned will always die.

Fu Minglai didn't say anything, he bandaged the man's wound, asked others to take care of him, and then continued to lead the man to the depths of the mountains.

(End of this chapter)