Wang Fan bent down and looked down. He saw that the river from the ridge to the lower part was at least five or six hundred meters high. [ ]

Mr. Ke put down the bamboo basket on his body and sat on a protruding rock on the ridge: "Let's rest here for a while, after crossing this mountain, we will arrive at our village."

Wang Fan and Yuhan also found a stone to sit down, took out the water and dry food from their backpack and started eating.

"Brother Ke, what is this mountain called?" Yuhan handed his kettle to Wang Fan, who was eating dry food, and asked Mr. Ke.

"This mountain is called the Rouji Mountain. On this side is a steep cliff. On the other side, when you get down, this ridge is a slope that stretches for more than ten kilometers. However, this slope is backed by the sun and formed a canyon with the next mountain. There are no suns there all year round. There are some shade-loving plants inside. For a long time, miasma will be formed. People, beasts, and birds dare not pass there. This canyon is called the "Ghost Valley" in our place. Therefore, the only path we are walking on now when we enter and exit the village."

When I heard that Yu Han was shuddered. Although Yu Han also grew up in the Dai family, he lived the life of a Dai noble since childhood. When did he suffer from this dangerous mountain and bad water?

After resting, the three of them set out on the way down the mountain. Mr. Ke still used a machete to slash out a path in front, and Wang Fan and Yuhan followed behind.

It is said that going up the mountain is easy and difficult to go down the mountain. In addition, the mountain is very humid, and the surrounding rocks are covered with slippery moss. Even if you are familiar with the road, Mr. Ke, who only carries a bamboo basket, has to be careful when going down the mountain.

Yuhan was originally light in weight, and the weight of the backpack on her shoulder was almost half as heavy as hers. Although she had skills under her feet, she still slipped several times. Fortunately, Wang Fan's legs and feet were originally a strong point. Although his backpack was much heavier than Yuhan's, he could also take good care of Yuhan while stabilizing himself. Yuhan's slips were all taken up by Wang Fan without any danger.

Before they knew it, the three of them fell and walked for more than an hour. Through the dense leaves, they saw a wisp of blue smoke from a valley in front slowly floating into the air.

"Hey, that's our village." Mr. Ke said, pointing to the smoking place in front.

Wang Fan and Yuhan were already a little tired, especially Yuhan. After slipping a few times, their temples were a little disorganized, and they were covered in mud and longed to find a place to clean them as soon as possible.

The two hurriedly walked towards the smoke in front, and did not notice that they had left Mr. Ke behind them.

Entering a bamboo forest, suddenly, two "woo" and "woo" sounds breaking through the air, and two long bamboo poles, one in front and one behind, swept across. As a thief, Wang Fan's sense of danger was stronger than Yu Han.

As soon as the bamboo pole was started, Wang Fan pulled Yu Han around him and dodged sideways. Finally, the two poles swept by his side, not hurting the two. "Swoosh swept" Before the two of them could breathe a sigh of relief, a bamboo arrow shot out from all sides at the same time. There was no way to avoid it. Wang Fan took off the backpack wheel on his body and blocked a bamboo arrow, and several bamboo poles started and swept over.

Yu Han avoided the two bamboo poles in front. Because he was carrying too much weight on his body, the third pole could not be avoided. In desperation, he shook his body and hugged the backpack behind him. "Bang" the bamboo pole hit the backpack hard, and the huge momentum pushed Yu Han four or five steps away with the backpack.

Wang Fan rushed forward to protect Yuhan and asked anxiously: "Are you okay?"

Yuhan put down the backpack in his hand and smiled at Wang Fan: "It's okay." If he hadn't blocked it with his backpack just now, he would have been internally injured by this powerful force.

Yuhan approached Wang Fan and posed for the enemy back to back. The storm-like attack suddenly calmed down.

"Strange, why is such a fierce attack without any sense of life?" Wang Fan focused on scrutinizing the surroundings while talking to himself.

"Oh no." Before Yuhan finished speaking, the ground under their feet was suddenly lifted up, and their feet suddenly became soft. They wanted to jump up with force, but they had no focus. In this way, the two of them watched as they were covered in a big pocket, hanging on the tree.

"Old Mr. Ke, help me and let us down." Wang Fan shouted loudly.

"Young master, it's useless. This is a trap specially used to catch people. It's probably what Mr. Ke is ready to deal with us."

"The trap of catching people?"

"If it is a trap for animals, just dig a pit on the ground and insert sharpened bamboo sticks under the pit. If the beast falls, it will either die or be injured. This will prevent the beast from hurting people and it will be easy to do. Anyway, if the beast is caught, it will still be killed."

"Hahaha, this girl knows a lot." Mr. Ke appeared out of the bamboo forest.

"Girl? What... what girl?" Yuhan was still very confident in his disguise and didn't believe it was so easy to see through Mr. Ke.

Mr. Ke ignored her, walked to Yuhan's backpack, unzipped the zipper, and took out a bunch of bottles and jars from it. These were all women's skin care products.

Pointing at a bunch of skin care products, Mr. Ke asked jokingly: "Will a woman in her thirties bring such a bunch of bottles up the mountain?"

Yuhan helplessly pulled off the wig on his head and the disguise on his face.

"Dad, these things belong to me." A girl jumped out from behind the tree where Wang Fan was hung up. She was wearing a coarse blue and black cloth clothes, with a white belt tied around her waist, like the two cloth buckles on her top of the slanted ridges in ancient times, turning into two big red bows, and wearing a cloth wrapper with the same color as the clothes on her head.

The traps that can kill people are set by this little girl? Wang Fan's heart trembled. Although he looked down and couldn't see the girl's face clearly, a witch's face flashed in Wang Fan's mind.

The girl ran to Mr. Ke, pulled up the hem of her clothes, put all the cosmetics on the ground into the clothes, and ran away happily.

"How is it, young man, you should reveal your true face, right?" Mr. Ke looked at Wang Fan.

"How do you know I am a young man?" Wang Fan asked this out of curiosity.

"Do you think anyone can walk on the mountain road on the rooftop mountain? It's difficult to carry a bamboo basket like me, let alone carry a big bag like you? I've seen the way you look like this girl. Agile and agile, absolutely not that older people can't do it."

"Haha. The old man has such a good eye."

While speaking, Wang Fan also figured it out. Mr. Ke didn't seem to have any intention of further harming him, otherwise he wouldn't have just let a little girl pretend. I guess he wouldn't have taken ruthless action before he figured out his identity.
Chapter completed!