Deep in the mountain, the overgrown weeds are a dense shade of color. A wild feathered pheasant poked its head out of the grass with a twist. After gurgling a few tis, it pecked at the ground for food. Suddenly, a falling rock rolled down and hit the ground close to the pheasant; scaring it so much that it howled and scread, flapping its wings and flying away like crazy. Finally, it hit an old wooden pier, knocking itself out, and fainted.
Next to the fallen rock was a small cliff wall, where a man carrying a dicine basket was picking at the protruding rock with one hand and holding onto a vine with the other. Although his whole body was clinging tightly to the wall, he still looked shaky.
Xiao YuAn was talking to himself, as if he was trying to not look down. So he said to the turric plant above him: “You’re a turric, you’re just a turric. You’re not a ginseng, you’re not a lingzhi, you’re not a snow lotus. You’re just a turric that had a great growth! So why did you want to grow in this position?!”
On the rock wall, the breeze was blowing gently, and the turric leaves were shaking, as if to answer Xiao YuAn: If I didn’t grow here, wouldn’t people like you try to pick ?
With great effort, Xiao YuAn climbed up another two ters. Only then did he finally manage to reach the turric. He wrapped the vine tightly around his left hand three tis, leaning on the vine to support his body. Then his right hand grabbed the small shovel pinned on his waist, with it in hand, he pulled his arm and body straight to dig the turric. After digging a few tis, and seeing that he was close to dig it out completely, the vine suddenly snapped in half. Xiao YuAn imdiately hung onto the cliff, swaying twice.
Xiao YuAn was completely shocked and panicked by this. He used his right hand to try and get closer to the cliff wall, but the shovel in his hand failed to hold steady and rolled down into the mountain stream. Xiao YuAn looked down and felt that his position wasn’t so high, and that he was actually a bit close to the bottom of the mountain stream. He also saw that there were so fallen leaves underneath, and since it was so hard for him to climb up, he felt like he shouldn’t get hurt too badly if he were to fall down.
Seeing that the vine couldn’t hold up and it was about to break, Xiao YuAn made a great effort to go up, grab the turric plant, and pulled it out of the soil. Right at that instant, the vine broke because of his drastic movents; and since Xiao YuAn was unable to support himself, he quickly protected his head and rolled down the cliff into the mountain stream.
After tumbling for a while, Xiao YuAn was finally lying on the ground. However, the dicine basket behind him was pitifully crushed.
Xiao YuAn held the still muddy turric in front of his eyes, grinned with pride, and then rubbed his aching shoulder while grimacing in pain as he slowly got up.
When he rolled down, the hem of Xiao YuAn’s sleeve was torn, his arm was deeply and shallowly scratched. It looked extrely miserable, and this place was several hills away from Taoyuan Village, so it would take so days for him to get back in this condition.
Xiao YuAn suddenly rembered that there was a small wooden house not far away from here. Usually, if Zhang Changsong, Zhang Baizhu and himself go far away to collect dicinal herbs, they would find these simple wooden houses to settle down in temporarily.
Xiao YuAn wrapped the turric in his hand with so cloth, and then walked towards the wooden house, one step steady and one steep shallow. As a result, after taking two steps, he suddenly tripped over sothing and fell straight ahead, falling once again in complete confusion.
“Hiss….” Xiao YuAn held his head and rubbed the place where he felt so pain from the fall. It took him so ti to recover from the pain and co back to his senses.
As a President who has gone through 233 novels, Xiao YuAn was familiar with the routine of falling on the ground in the mountains or old forests. So when he turned his head around, sure enough, he saw a leg in the grass.
Whoops, that’s a little bit creepy.
So, who’s the unlucky one who got wounded in the battlefield and fled away in a hurry, resulting in him getting separated from the army this ti?
Xiao YuAn staggered to his feet, and limped over to have a look. But suddenly, as if struck by lightning, he turned stiffly, and then ran away, as if he was being chased over by a tiger!
Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!
‘Where’s Lin Shenling?!!! Where are you, Lin Shenling?!!! Where the fuck are you?! This is your special person!!!’
‘If you don’t show up, you’re going to miss eting the Male lead. Do you even know-… ahhhhh!!’
‘Ahhhhhh!!! Why did I have to run into Yan HeQing, who’s injured and unconscious?! Why? The Heavens are playing with !!!’
A short chapter, BUT !!!!!
YHQ and XYA are finally going to t! ( ✧Д✧) YES!!
What will XYA do now? 👀👀👀👀
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