Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

"No...you're welcome." Hong Zhu stammered a little, with a lonely, sad, and reluctant expression on his face, "Young Master, you have breakfast first, and I'll take you there after breakfast. You first Go there and have a look, and make a decision after reading it, so that I will have time to help you prepare some things for the road."

"Okay." Dao nodded, his eyes became more gentle because of the apology in his heart.

After breakfast, Hongzhu took the knife out of the yard and walked out of the village.

Because of the injury on the leg, the knife leaned on a wooden stick, Hong Zhu couldn't help but wanted to go forward to help, but the knife shook his head and refused.

Hong Zhu couldn't help but look a little lonely.

"It's not good for you, a girl who hasn't left the cabinet, to support a big man. I didn't pay attention before." Dao couldn't help but said, with a gentle tone, trying to erase the loneliness on Hongzhu's face.

The loneliness on Hong Zhu's face didn't decrease at all. He lowered his head and walked for a while before moaning as low as a mosquito: "We don't have so much attention here."

"..." Dao smiled, but didn't speak.

After walking for about a stick of incense, Hongzhu took a knife and walked to a rather turbulent river at the foot of the mountain.

"I picked up Mr. Jun here." Hongzhu pointed to the direction of the river, "at that time, Mr. Jun was usually in the water, and half of him was on the shore. At that time, I was going home from the field to make lunch. I saw Mr. Jun lying in the water, so I ordered someone to carry Mr. Jun back home..."

Dao looked along Hongzhu's fingers, and the water there was relatively gentle. This should be the middle reaches of the river. Dao looked up and found that the upstream water flow was more turbulent.

The knife goes upstream along the river network, and the upstream of the river is on the mountainside, and it flows out of a narrow hole.

Dao's eyes flickered slightly, this place should be connected with the cliff he fell from.The hole looked so narrow that he almost had to bend over to get through.It's no wonder that the officers and soldiers and Jing Chu couldn't find him for so long. Who would have thought that he would rush to such an isolated village through such a narrow cave.

But, is he going to go back through this cave?If he was not injured, he didn't have to hesitate at all, but he was injured, so he couldn't get wet at all, and he couldn't walk forward on all fours.

Dao frowned tightly, and there was a knot between his brows.

"Hongzhu, do you know if there is a way to go to the other side of the mountain?" Although he didn't have any hope, Dao still asked with a glimmer of hope.

"...No." Hong Zhu shook his head, "People in the village never go out."

Knife frowned, and then said with a trace of doubt: "Hongzhu, I wanted to ask a long time ago, how do you get your daily necessities such as pots and pans? Are they all produced by yourself?" .”

Hong Zhu was taken aback by the question, and then said with a trace of hesitation: "...I don't know, I have had it since I was born, and I don't know where my father and the villagers got it from."

After Hongzhu finished speaking, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Dao: "Young Master Jun, I understand what you mean. What you mean is that it is impossible for people in the village not to go out at all, but they rarely go out."

"..." Dao acquiesced with a smile.

"Master Jun, it's alright, I'll take you back first, and then go to the field to ask Dad." Hong Zhu suggested.

Dao originally wanted to say "I'll go with you", but later realized that this might be related to some secrets in the village, and it was inconvenient for him to listen, so he changed his words and said, "I'll just go back by myself, you can go to the fields first."