As Qi Mu walked along the path in front of the mountain, she carelessly hummed a tune to herself. She was still carrying the big basket on her back and her footsteps were brisk.
She would stop from time to time to pick mushrooms, wild vegetables, and so on. Because she currently had plenty of food stored at home and would not run out of food for a short period of time, she didn't have to find anything good before she could let it go.
On this trip up the mountain, he would mainly look at the terrain and find some good food to eat in the mountain to nourish his sallow and skinny family.
Qi Mu was squatting under a dense forest. The sunlight penetrated through the layers of leaves and reached the ground. It was already so quiet that it could be described as creepy.
Qi Mu was wholeheartedly plucking mushrooms, so she didn't think much of it. Suddenly, she heard a small sound in her ears and raised her head to look cautiously. She prayed that she wouldn't encounter any wild beasts.
Within his field of vision, everything was normal.
Her voice also disappeared, allowing Qi Mu to breathe a sigh of relief. Her route deviated from the path set by those people in the village. It was good as long as there was nothing wrong.
In the end, his hands moved a lot faster.
Suddenly, the sound of the falling leaves being lightly stepped on came again. Qi Mu was on alert. He raised his head to take a look. The corner of his mouth twitched as he rolled his eyes.
It turned out to be the rabbit.
He didn't know if it was the original one, but it looked extremely similar to Qi Mu. The color of its fur was the same, and its body shape was the same.
Qi Mu knew he wouldn't be able to catch the rabbit, so he didn't think about it anymore. He wholeheartedly picked mushrooms. The mushrooms under the forest grew the best, and they tasted the most delicious.
However, the rabbit didn't move at all. It continued to walk slowly towards the Seven Mushrooms, occasionally lowering its head and using its red nose to sniff the flowers on the ground as if it was taking a stroll in its own backyard.
After a while, the rabbit was only two steps away from Qi Mu.
The movements of Qi Mu's hand remained the same as a bright light flashed across his eyes.
She didn't take the initiative because she knew in her heart that there was no hope.
However, she didn't refuse anyone who came to deliver themselves to her doorstep.
At that moment, Qi Mu jumped up and pounced towards where the rabbit was. Her expression was fierce and she bared her fangs and brandished her claws, but before Qi Mu could land on the ground, the rabbit had already pouted and ran back into the forest.
Qi Mu was flustered and anxious as he shouted:
"You're just a little rabbit, and you still dare to spank me!"
She landed heavily on the ground and grimaced in pain. She didn't care about it at all. She put her hands on the ground and exerted strength in her legs. Unexpectedly, she didn't care and rushed towards the place where the rabbit had escaped to.
It would have been better if he hadn't charged. He would have just fallen to the ground, his body covered in mud.
This charge was actually empty under his feet. His body instantly lost its balance as he charged forward. Following which, Qi Mu let out an extremely terrified cry …
Ahh …
She fell.
It turned out that on the other side of the forest, there was actually a small cliff that no one knew about.
After a while, Qi Mu tried his best to move his body as if she had just transmigrated. She didn't seem to be her and couldn't control his body at all. He felt an excruciating pain all over his body, making him uncomfortable.
He rested for a moment.
Qi Mu felt something warm on her face. She subconsciously touched it and placed it in front of her eyes. Only then did she realize that it was her blood.
On her left cheek.
She probably had a broken appearance.
She sighed as her eyes lit up. She used her sleeve to wipe the blood off her face before she looked at her surroundings.
After a glance, he actually burst into tears. In the blink of an eye, he began to laugh out loud. His face was covered in blood as he staggered away. He was even crazier than a madman.
She knelt down before a stalk of grass and held it in both hands devoutly.
Tears of blood could be seen on his face as he muttered:
'Twisted Blue, Twisted Blue … '
She gazed into the distance, her eyes misty with happiness.
It was not just a stalk, but a piece of it — Gyokuro.