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

Chapter 8 This is why they bought her?
Qin Min was picked up by Fu Minglai and walked towards Congshan. Seeing the wound from a distance, Qin Min frowned slightly.

The way the wound was treated was too rough and crude. If you were lucky, you would be able to heal. If you were unlucky, you would be infected by bacteria, and you might end up festering and amputating your limb.

She sighed in her heart, then turned her gaze away and landed on Fu Minglai.

Fu Minglai squeezed over by rubbing the tip of the stone. There was no wound on his body, but the sackcloth had been cut a few more times, and his smooth lines and muscles full of strength were faintly visible.

Qin Min has treated patients in the hospital for several years, but he has never seen such a healthy and strong body and beautiful and powerful muscles. It is completely an illustration from a medical book.

No, the illustrations in the medical books are too rigid, and they are not as vivid as the ones in front of her eyes. The well-textured muscles will bulge and contract, and the thick and healthy veins will pulsate.

This body is moving like those delicate illustrations, so beautiful that it can be called art.

Qin Min couldn't help but take a second look.

Only then did he turn his head to look at the mountain next to him, and continue to work hard to remember the way, so as to accumulate opportunities for himself to escape.

Just after a while, she died.

Almost all the mountains look the same, and the entire mountain range is like a huge maze, making people dizzy in it.

If she really fled into this mountain, she might be trapped here to death.

Cliff, physical strength, direction... Can she really escape?

Looking at the maze-like mountains, she was a little confused.

Fu Minglai held Qin Min with one hand, took out the compass with the other hand, looked at the direction, put the compass back in his pocket, and continued to lead the crowd forward.

Everyone looked at the two people at the front and started whispering.

"The boss has never been close to any girl, so he must like it."

"What's the use of shaving your head and picking it up? That girl's husband seems to be a scholar, so he doesn't like us mud legs."

"So what, there are only a few of us old men here, and she can only pick us if she wants to pick, and we are not as good as the leader, so in the end, we still choose the leader?"

Liang Dawei was listening, and inadvertently met Qin Min's gaze.

Qin Min seemed not to have heard what they said, and smiled at Liang Dawei.

Liang Dawei also smiled back.

Qin Min turned away as if nothing had happened, then retracted the corners of his lips, and his heart sank, as if soaking in the cold deep sea.

Is that why they bought her?

Let her be their boss's daughter-in-law?

She didn't understand his temperament, but thought that his figure was so good that it was almost against the sky, and he was very eye-catching.

She doesn't deny that she likes to watch it, and even has a little bit of love.

But that is more based on artistic appreciation, like liking the smile of the Mona Lisa, but not wanting to marry a painting, being excited by a few films, not wanting to marry the person in it.

Even if there is such an impulsive person, it cannot be her who has always been calm and rational.

What's more, many uncivilized villages in the deep mountains in ancient times had very little concept of propriety, justice, integrity and shame. They didn't think it was strange to show their chests and backs, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with brothers sharing wives.

Qin Min was in a gloomy mood, no matter how difficult it was, he had to find a way to escape.

She looked up at Fu Minglai, and said gently: "Hey, aren't you tired after walking with me for so long?"

Fu Minglai climbed the steep mountain road, did not answer her question, but said softly: "Your legs are numb again?"

"No." Qin Min said considerately: "I just want to say, if you are tired, you can let me go for a walk, if you think I am slow, you can find someone to take me for a walk."

"Who do you want?"

Qin Min glanced at the five people behind him, and resisted Liang Dawei, who was easy to talk to, "Anything is fine."

Fu Minglai glanced at her lightly with his black eyes, and said flatly: "If you have anything curious, you can ask me, I should know more than others."

Qin Min was dumb for a moment.

Ok?
what did she say?

She just said that if he was tired and asked to help her go, how would he know that she wanted to talk to someone.

She laughed dryly, and said embarrassingly: "It's fine if you're not tired, just pretend I didn't say it."

Fu Minglai pretended that she hadn't said anything, and strode across the ravine indifferently.

After a while, when he climbed down the mountain, he heard the person in his arms whispering cautiously: "Can I ask anything?"

Fu Minglai seemed to see an extremely vigilant cat poking its head out of the hole cautiously, a little smile appeared in his heart, and he hummed lightly.

Qin Min thought about it several times.

This question is not easy to ask. It must be able to obtain information without letting people discover their intention to escape.

After thinking for a while, she asked slowly, "You...how did you decide to climb that cliff?"

Fu Minglai really didn't expect her to ask this, so he glanced at her and said casually, "Why do you ask this?"

Qin Min blinked, "Can't you ask?"

What she wanted to ask more was whether he had surveyed other roads and made sure that he couldn't go through before choosing to climb the cliff.

But if she asks the exit, doesn't it mean that she is looking for another way to leave here.

Fu Minglai was just surprised that Qin Min would be curious about him, and he didn't feel that there was anything he couldn't say. He said calmly, "My sister is sick and needs herbal medicine. There is no place here, so I can only look outside."

He found herbs outside, and came back day and night, but it was still too late.

Qin Min's eyes turned slightly, "Then why don't you take your sister out for treatment? There are herbs and better doctors out there, right?"

Fu Minglai simply skipped it, "I can't take it out."

He raised his hand to hold her back, and slid down the steep slope of the mountain with her in his arms.

Qin Min pondered his words carefully, ignoring his hand.

There are two interpretations of this statement, either his sister is too ill, or the road is too difficult to walk.

But in the final analysis, it can explain one thing, there is no smooth road that can pass through the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Therefore, she no longer had to hope for shortcuts. If she wanted to escape, she had to find a way to pass through the steep cliffs and the maze-like mountains.

After Fu Minglai went down the slope, he came to a fork. On the left and right sides were continuous mountains, which looked almost identical.

He walked to the left of the fork without pausing.

A little surprise flashed in Qin Min's heart.

These mountains are all the same, these forks are more like copy and paste, how did he determine which way to go.

Here comes another fork.

But the man went to the right.

Qin Min was shocked.

She lay on his shoulder and stared back at the fork for a long time. She couldn't tell the difference from the previous one, so she couldn't help asking: "Do you often take this road?"

Fu Minglai put the compass back in his pocket, and said softly, "No."

"Then...then you won't get lost?"

"will not."

Qin Min has only heard of Lu Chi, but never of Lu Shen.

(End of this chapter)