Arang said nothing more but called the wolfhound nad Blackhead to return to the Linzi. However, as he reached the edge of the woods, he turned back: "You’d better not wander around these mountains anymore. Get out quickly, or you might lose your lives. Here’s sothing for you." After saying this, he tossed one of the rabbits over, then swiftly disappeared into the depths of the woods.
Gu Qingheng and Dao Xuzi exchanged a glance and hurried to follow.
Ming Guang cheerfully picked up the rabbit, muttering about roasted rabbit at.
On the other side of the Linzi was a mountain hollow. At the mont, Ayang, in disguise, was dripping rabbit blood into Jin Bao’s mouth. Lacking milk, they could only use the fresh blood of animals. After all, Miaojiang children eat anything from a young age, and the mothers have no dietary restrictions during pregnancy either, so there’s no concern about digestion issues.
"Arang, are you sure those three know martial arts?" Ran Lei pulled Arang aside and whispered.
"I heard them speak Daxuan official language," Arang nodded.
Suddenly, Blackhead, who had been crouching, stood up, adopting a defensive posture, and growled lowly.
Ran Lei quickly gripped the curved knife at his waist and dashed toward Ayang, shielding her and the child behind him.
"Don’t be nervous; we’re just here to thank this little brother," Gu Qingheng gestured to the rabbit in Ming Guang’s hand and then pointed at Arang.
Arang mumbled sothing to Ran Lei and Ayang.
Though they were at a distance, Gu Qingheng’s Inner Strength was extraordinary, and he heard the words "it’s those three people," evidently referring to their earlier discussion about them.
"Who exactly are you?" Ran Lei grew alert instantly, "What are you doing here in Miaojiang?"
"We’re from a village outside the mountain." Gu Qingheng also scrutinized these three, they were clearly not ordinary people either, "We entered the mountain to find dicinal herbs, but after several days, we haven’t found what we were looking to collect."
"Are you from Daxuan?" Ran Lei suddenly switched to Daxuan language.
"Yes," Gu Qingheng nodded.
"Then how co you speak our Miao language?"
"Living at the foot of this mountain, I frequently interact with Miao people, so I naturally learned it." Gu Qingheng smiled faintly, also speaking Daxuan language. In his childhood, he learned various regional and national languages, including Miao language.
Ran Lei frowned at Gu Qingheng. Despite the ordinary looks, his gaze was strikingly bright and righteous, making him unforgettable at first glance.
"Stop fussing around; this tastes great roasted." Dao Xuzi pointed at the rabbit, "Hurry up and gather so firewood."
"Light a fire." Ming Guang was excited upon hearing this, "Find firewood."
"No fire." Ayang couldn’t help but exclaim.
"Huh?" Dao Xuzi was startled, "How do you roast without fire? Are we supposed to eat it raw like the little one? That compromises life." This was what Yang Ruxin repeatedly advised: whenever possible, never eat raw food or drink untreated water.
"No raw food." Ming Guang also nodded, "Xinxin said eating raw causes stomach pain."
Ayang quickly lowered her eyes and held her brother tightly; she was too anxious earlier.
"No matter who you are, I advise you to leave here quickly." Ran Lei turned and slung Jin Bao onto his back, "Otherwise, if you encounter... anyway, without life, there is nothing left." After speaking, he pulled Ayang along to leave.
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