“We go out to investigate every now and then, but because of our limited capabilities, we don’t dare to go too far each time.”

Di Qianming looked at Jun Ran and said, "With you here this time, our chances will definitely increase."

"This is definitely not a problem."

Junran thought for a moment and then said, "My axe can shield against evil spirits. In fact, I have been here for four years and I have survived until now thanks to it. However, the highest I have ever seen is the Heavenly Yaksha. I don't know if it would be useful against any higher-level Yakshas."

"really!"

Upon hearing this, Di Qianming excitedly stood up and said, "If that's really the case, that's enough. Even the most advanced Yakshas must be at the king level, and they're not easy to see. We would hardly ever see a Heavenly Yaksha."

"That's wonderful."

Madam Yao also said happily, "You are truly a lucky star sent to us by heaven. Actually, there is something we haven't told you yet. We have a map preserved in the village here. Perhaps we can find the exit with it."

“Yes, we originally thought it would be useless to say anything, because we couldn’t get very far, but now that we have your axe, our chances have greatly increased.”

As Di Qianming spoke, he took out a map and handed it to Junran, saying, "Take this and study it to see if you can find any opportunities."

This axe is practically an invisibility artifact. With it, they can stay longer when they go out, and they don't have to worry about encountering powerful yakshas that they can't avoid because they are too far from the village.

"this…"

Upon hearing this, Junran was stunned and looked at Di Qianming with some emotion, saying, "Such a precious thing, you just gave it to me like this?"

"Haha, it's just a map. Not to mention it's not a treasure, I've memorized this map over the years."

Di Qianming was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter, "This isn't a treasure map, so what's there to keep secret?"

"In any case, Junran will definitely take this trust seriously."

Although Di Qianming spoke lightly, Junran knew that obtaining this map back then must have been no easy feat; it represented a tremendous level of trust.

In such an unfamiliar place, to meet relatives and trustworthy allies is truly reassuring.

“The villagers here are all indigenous people, and no one wants to leave. The villagers don’t reject us, but they won’t help us either.”

At this moment, Di Qianming took a sip of wine and said with some disappointment, "That's why we have no help and have been trapped here for so many years, unable to move an inch. Xiao Ran, you are our new hope."

"Uncle Di, don't worry, I also want to get out as soon as possible to see my parents and little sister," Junran said earnestly.

He understood Di Qianming's feelings very well. Four years, just four years, and he was already getting restless. Moreover, they had lived here for decades. Their feelings could be described as longing to return home.

After discussing their business, it was already very late, so they each went back to their rooms.

It was a rare moment of relaxation, but Junran drank too much this time. After becoming slightly tipsy, he took Junyu back to their room to rest.

Looking at Jun Yu, who had fallen asleep in her arms, Jun Ran smiled, tucked him in, got up, opened the door, and went out.

Outside, the moonlight was perfect.

Junran sat down directly on the stone table in the courtyard and began to meditate cross-legged.

He has a long way to go, and he absolutely cannot slack off every day, every minute, and every second.