The Mang Mountain is very big, and after only half a circle, it was almost noon. There were not many shades on the mountain, and the sunlight was even more intense. It seemed as if I was stepping on a stove under my feet, and the heat was steaming.

"Forget it, let's stop here today!"

Jing Zhe wiped his sweat and felt a little weak.

Hanhan glanced at him, as if he disliked his weak physical fitness, and said in a muffled voice: "Young Master, go back first, I'll get you the food."

When I returned to my residence, I was already sweating profusely.

Hanhan was not slow to move. As soon as Jing Zhe changed his clothes, he brought the food into the house.

Looking at the rice and vegetables on the table, Jing Zhe was a little unpleasant.

After taking a few bites, I almost vomited.

"Who is the chef on this mountain? I won't say it if I'm not cooking anymore. What does this dish mean? Is it a curse that I have a little green on my head?"

Jing Zhe was wearing a little cabbage with a black cabbage underneath and a green one on his head, looking disgusted.

"Go back and say to my elder sister and drive the cook away quickly! With this skill, it's better to raise pigs!"

“…”

Hanhan stood there without saying a word, and her huge face turned a little red.

"What? Is this cook still in the background?"

Hanhan shook her head.

"What are you afraid of without a background? Just drive it away, just say I said it!"

"That...the young master..."

Hanhan was squeamish and said for a long time: "There is no chef on the mountain, I made this rice..."

“…”

...

Jing Zhe sighed that his silly cooking skills were inferior to those of him.

The belief in escaping down the mountain became stronger because he was afraid that he would lose his life if he ate too much.

After lying in the bed for a while, I was thirsty.

Hanhan had already returned, and Jing Zhe was too lazy to call him, so he took the kettle and prepared to go to the well to make some cold water.

Along the way, I didn't even see a figure.

It seems that Hanhan is right. It’s too hot at noon, and everyone hides in the house to rest and cool off, so the fool will run to the robbery.

The water in the well was cold. After drinking it, Jing Zhe was full of energy. He looked around and suddenly had a plan:

Why not escape at this time?

He hurried back to the room and simply packed his luggage, and walked out carefully.

The mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk, the weather is hot, and Jing Zhe is tired and weak, but he dare not rest for a moment.

I don’t know how long it took to finally arrive at the foot of the mountain.

Jing Zhe turned around and looked at the towering mountain stream and grinned.

He didn't care how uncomfortable it would be to put the clothes wet with sweat on his body. Jing Zhe didn't stop and kept moving forward along the path.

According to memory, walking four or five miles further is Yongzhou.

After half an hour, when he entered Yongzhou City, Lu Li had no choice but to know that he had escaped. She wouldn't have dared to go into the city to grab people, right?

He will take a day off in the city and rent a carriage out of the city tomorrow!

Jingzhou, I'm here!

Sister, I'm here!

Thinking of this, Jing Zhe felt that his pace was much lighter.

But after walking a few steps, he stopped.

Staring at the familiar tall figure in front of him, his smile gradually solidified.

"Why are you here?"

The two of them almost said at the same time, and then they smiled and said: "There is not much food on the mountain, so the village leader asked me to buy some in the city."

As he said that, he shook half of the bag of rice in his hand in front of him.

At this time...come to buy rice?

Jing Zhe felt it was unreliable no matter how he listened to it.

But at this time he didn't dare to ask, and could only smile and said with a wry smile: "My eldest sister is the leader of the village and has great martial arts skills. If my younger brother is powerless, wouldn't it be too much for her? So he wanted to go down the mountain to exercise and practice martial arts!"

Hanhan looked admiring: "I am worthy of being the young leader!"

He moved his eyes down and glanced at the luggage in Jing Zhe's hand, and said with a suspicion: "If you practice martial arts, why do you carry your luggage?"

"hehe…"

Jing Zhe was not panicked and asked back: "Have you heard of carrying a load forward?"

Seeing Hanhan shook his head, he continued, "I just practice with heavy objects on my back, and I will get twice the result with half the effort!"

Hanhan is a martial arts practitioner at all. After all, he immediately figured it out because of this. While praising him, he also put the half bag of rice in his hand on Jing Zhe's shoulder.

"Young Master, your luggage is too light and the effect is not good. Why not carry this bag of rice!"

Jing Zhe: "…"

...

Jing Zhe walked down from the mountain for about an hour.

But after going up from the mountain, he walked for more than two hours!

Especially the half bag of rice on my back, I will cry if I say too much!

When he returned to his residence, Jing Zhe tugged on the bed. At night, Hanhan came to deliver food. He just waved his hand and didn't even bother to say more words.

Lying in bed at night, he summarized it. As soon as he went down the mountain, he met Han Han who bought rice. He could only say that he was too memorable.

I regained my energy one night and was full of energy the next day.

At noon that day, Hanhan went back early after delivering the meal.

After midday, Jing Zhe had finished his meal and slipped out again.

I bought rice yesterday, but I can’t buy it again today, right?

With yesterday's experience, this time he ran down the mountain with a familiarity, and his speed was much faster.

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he was confused.

I saw half a bag of rice on Hanhan’s back, and he was looking at him with a smile: “Young Master, are you practicing martial arts again?”

"hold head high…"

Jing Zhe gasped and pointed at his half bag of rice, saying in confusion: "Didn't you just bought half bag yesterday? Why did you still buy it today?"

Hanhan scratched her head, "The village leader said there were too many people on the mountain, and half a bag of rice was not enough to eat, so I asked me to come down again!"

“…”

"Young Master, you are really hardworking. She must be very happy to go back and tell the Master that you are working so hard!"

“…”

"Young master, give me your luggage!"

In a trance, the luggage in Jing Zhe's hand was taken away by Hanhan.

Immediately afterwards, the half bag of rice came to his shoulder again, heavy and stable...

“…”

...

It is said that Jing Zhe has been taking a day off and started his escape plan on the third day.

With the first two lessons, he plans to leave tonight this time!

You won’t go buy rice at night, right?

At night, the style on the mountain is cool.

It was hot during the day, and the bandits hid in the house. At night, there were people everywhere outside who had eaten and had a cool meal, which was much more lively than during the day.

Jing Zhe also went out to make jokes with them, and everything was as usual.

After the hour of Xu, everyone went back to the house one after another.

Jing Zhe was not in a hurry. When he waited until midnight in the dark room, he carefully opened the door, and there was already no one outside.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the mountain road is bright.

The cool breeze is very comfortable.

Three escapes are the most comfortable ones, I hope to start and end well.

Jing Zhe thought.

But when he ran down the mountain and saw the tall and familiar figure standing there in a daze, his mentality broke down.

The black shadows are getting closer and closer, and the smiling big pie face is particularly clear against the moonlight.

After a long silence, Jing Zhe, who had a gray face, slowly opened his mouth and screamed at the top of his lungs.

“Howoldareyou???”
Chapter completed!