Fengjiu hummed a song called Orchid Grass as she walked down the stream. The lyrics were not out yet, but the lively tune made her steps lighter and her mood a little different.
Humming a song, he held a branch in his hand and beat the weeds beside the mountain path, occasionally pushing aside some branches and vines that blocked the way, and walked down. Although he did not see anyone, the spiritual sense he released had already detected those people below.
In this area, she had only met the man who came up to fetch water, so she knew it was them without a doubt. As expected, as she walked down humming a song, she saw them preparing to leave.
"Brother, we meet again."
She grinned, waved at him, and glanced at the other people inconspicuously. Finally, her gaze paused on the middle-aged man in his fifties, and then moved away.
"Jiming, do you know him?" the middle-aged man asked his son beside him.
The man in his thirties glanced at the boy carrying the medicine basket, then turned away and said to his father, "This boy was resting upstream. He was the one who caused the oil spots in the water earlier."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded, looked at the boy in green clothes with a simple and honest face, then smiled and said, "It seems that he is a boy who collects herbs."
Feng Jiu smiled innocently and scratched her head a little embarrassedly: "I am here to collect herbs. I was hungry earlier, so I caught a pheasant and roasted it. That's why my hands were greasy so I washed them. I didn't expect there would be someone downstream, hehe."
"I see." The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, and then said: "This forest is deep, and the herbs should be common. Spiritual medicine is rare, but there are many ferocious beasts. You are a teenager and have no companions. If you want to go down the mountain, you can come with us."
"Ah?" Fengjiu blinked and looked at the middle-aged man with a kind smile in surprise.
“Master, this is not possible. We don’t know where this young man came from.” A man behind him said, staring at Fengjiu warily.
"Hey." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "It's just a teenager. Don't make a fuss. Besides, he looks like a 15 or 16-year-old kid. There's nothing to worry about."
Feng Jiu smiled when she heard this, touched her face with one hand, and said cheerfully: "Uncle, I'm almost twenty years old." Does she look that young? Fifteen or sixteen years old
The middle-aged man was also stunned when he heard it, then he laughed and said, "I really can't tell. After all, your voice hasn't changed, and you look like a 15 or 16-year-old boy."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Hoarseness doesn't sound good, this is better." Then she asked, "Is it still far to get down the mountain? Can we get out before dark?"
"I can't get out. This is the forest bordering the Huaxian Sect. The trees are dense and the road is not easy to walk. If there weren't so many branches in the forest, I could have used a sword or a flying magic weapon to get out." The middle-aged man said. Seeing the young man in front of him looking up at the sky, he smiled and asked, "I don't know what your name is, little brother?"
"Oh, my last name is Feng." She retracted her gaze and said to the middle-aged man.