Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart Chapter 161: Not Dead After All

Lu He didn’t have much food left either, just a few big pancakes, so pieces of jerky, and a few plain white buns.

She hadn’t eaten anything all day. Finding a large tree trunk to sit down on, she opened her large bundle and took out a bun to nibble on. For the first ti, she found the buns from Li’s Buns Shop to be so fragrant.

Her stomach was small, and the bun was quickly finished.

She sealed up the bundle and didn’t touch the rest of the provisions.

Picking up her water pouch and shaking it, there was a "ding-dong" sound twice; it was empty. She needed to go find water.

Yandang Mountain was full of strange rock formations, perilous peaks, and mysterious caves; there must be a water source. She had to find it quickly, as the water in the pouch wasn’t enough to support her journey out.

Lu He lanted in her heart, tears of distress were nowhere to be found. This ti, wouldn’t she end up losing her life here accompanying the Eldest Young Master...

She had made marks along the way and wasn’t walking back. There was no water source along the path she’d co from.

Clad in a black cotton jacket and a black hat covering her ears, the girl pressed on bravely.

She had to find a place to take shelter; after dark, with wild beasts roaming, it would beco even more dangerous.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west; it was approaching dusk. The orange sunset represented sundown over West Mountain.

Finally, towards the setting sun~

Lu He walked out of the forest and found a small stream. Reflecting the sunset’s glow, the stream flowed gently. On both sides of the stream were flowers and grass, and not far from the water, were the rolling hills of various heights.

In the cold winter, the stream flowing down from the mountain was at a rather high temperature.

Gazing into the distance at the gently streaming water: "Could there be a hot spring on top of the mountain?"

Speaking of which, she hadn’t bathed in a long while either. She had heard from the coachman that there was a large pool at the peak, and the area near the pool was full of venomous snakes, so it was better not to take the risk.

"Um, um..."

The sound of a painful moan reached her ears, causing Lu He to beco alert and shout into the air, "Who, who is it? If you have the guts, co out!"

There was no answer.

That wouldn’t do, what if it were a tiger or sothing, wouldn’t she be exposing herself?

Lu He suppressed her voice and glimpsed a large tree ten ters away. It was five ters tall, and if she could climb it, she wouldn’t have to fear the tigers and wolves.

Having made up her mind, she dared not make another sound and stealthily crept toward the big tree.

"Um, um..."

The sound ca again.

Lu He was slightly taken aback; why did it sound a bit like the Eldest Young Master?

Could the Eldest Young Master not be dead?

Looking at the sun about to set in the west, could it be the Eldest Young Master who had co as a ghost to find her?

She clasped her hands together and started praying towards the air, speaking nonstop as well: "Eldest Young Master, is it you? Have you co as a ghost to find ? Don’t co after , I am frightened. Go find Miss Sun, or go find the master and madam. I am here to collect your body, not to accompany you down there."

After praying, there was no sound.

"Master, have you left? Did you go to find Miss Sun to deliver a dream?"

The voice by her ear ca again, more agitated: "Um um um..."

Lu He was taken aback with joy. The Eldest Young Master wasn’t dead. She turned to search for the person, uncovering the tall flowers and grass by the stream, trying to find soone among them.

Finally.

A man covered in blood was found not far from the stream.

"Ah~" Lu He couldn’t help but scream: "It’s a ghost!"

Wearing several layers of clothes, the man looked bloated. She retreated a few steps before calming down.

She steadied herself again and pushed aside the flowers and grass to look at the ghost—no, to look at the Eldest Young Master—still a bit fearful.

The other person stared at her intently. A long scar had been cut across the Eldest Young Master’s face, luckily under the eyes; otherwise, his eyes would have been blind.

His mouth was slightly open but he couldn’t speak. His hands could barely move, as he had already pulled out all the grass around him, leaving it bare.

As for his legs, hidden under his pants, it was unclear. She had heard from the master that they had been broken...