How could I let Yunwei go by herself?

After hesitating for a moment, I followed after them.

It's not that I'm worried about her; even if she died, I would just take a second look at her.

Just like the saying goes, don't think you're so important; to many people, your funeral is just a party.

The main problem is that Lingmei is on the mountain. If she's gone, Luo Tianhe will be gone too.

My [Earth Soul] is gone forever.

Seeing me run back, Yunwei frowned slightly: "Didn't I tell you to go down the mountain? Why did you come back again?"

I said I'd go with you to rescue people.

Yun Wei smiled and said, "Although you're a bit wicked, you still have a sense of justice."

I chuckled wryly and touched my nose.

All I did was say something bad about Grandma Sun, how did that make me look bad?

It was completely dark by then, and the wind was howling, causing the trees to bend and fall.

Yunwei truly lives up to her reputation as a child raised in the mountains; she walks faster in the mountains than on flat ground. If it weren't for my grandfather always rushing me to spend the night in the mountains when I was little, I'd probably be too used to climbing mountains.

I'm not even sure I could catch up with her.

When we arrived at the place where the survival whistle was coming from, we only saw Xiaomi and Uncle Jia, but we didn't see Lingmei.

Seventh Master Jia leaned weakly against a jagged rock, his face as white as paper, devoid of any color.

The right trouser leg was rolled up to the thigh, and the bandage wrapped around the calf was soaked with dried blood, turning a dark red color.

Even so, he still held the long, thin object tightly in his arms, just like he had on the plane, as if afraid it would be snatched away.

When he saw me, Master Jia frowned and let out a soft "Eh," as if he was surprised to see us. His lips moved, but he hesitated to speak.

Xiaomi stood to the side, anxiously pacing around with his satellite phone in hand.

Upon seeing Yunwei and me, she reacted as if she had found a lifeline, excitedly shouting, "Yunwei, Chen Yan, you really came! Master Jia has been bitten by a snake, please take a look at him quickly."

Upon hearing that she had been bitten by a snake, Yunwei quickly squatted down in front of Master Jia and asked if he had seen what kind of snake had bitten her.

After trying to recall for a moment, Xiaomi gestured with her hands: "It's about this long, its body is brown with two rows of dark brown round spots, its head is triangular, and its tail is thin and long."

Yunwei listened and nodded: "It's most likely a bite from a white-browed viper, which is common in our area. We need to deal with it quickly."

"Otherwise, the blood vessels and tissues in the body will be like a breached dam, with blood gushing everywhere and you can't stop it."

After she finished speaking, she carefully pinched the gauze on Master Jia's calf and lifted it to look at the wound.

But as soon as she opened it, she froze: "You treated this wound yourselves?"

Xiaomi said that an old lady helped with it.

"It's Grandma Mei!"

Yunwei looked around and asked where the old man from earlier was.

Master Jia pointed ahead and said that after that older woman treated his wound, she walked in that direction.

Yunwei hurriedly chased after the direction that Master Jia had pointed out.

I looked at Xiaomi next to me and asked, "What did you mean by what you just said? Did you know we would come to rescue you?"

Xiao Mi looked at Master Jia and said, "It was Master Jia who calculated it. He said that our fate is not over and we will definitely meet again."

Strange!

If this old man had foreseen that we would meet, why did he look so surprised when he first saw me?

I glanced at the weakened Master Jia: "Master Jia, since you were so accurate in your calculations, did you foresee that you would be bitten by a snake today?"

Master Jia grinned and said, "We calculate people and the heavens, but not ourselves!"

I said, "Then can you calculate whether we can find [The Hidden Fairy]?"

Master Jia shook his head with a wry smile: "If I were really that good at calculations, I wouldn't have been searching for [Hidden Immortal Trace in the Mist] for decades. If it were the world's number one fortune teller, Yang Shensuan, he probably would have found it long ago."

Xiaomi brushed her long pink hair aside and asked, "In the world? Is he really that amazing?"

"More than impressive!"

Master Jia said with admiration, "Let me tell you this: ten years ago, there was a desperate poor driver who received a casual piece of advice from Master Yang and is now a billionaire."

"It is said that the people in his hometown village used to be so poor that several brothers and sisters would share a pair of shoes, but now every family drives a car and lives in a big villa."

Xiaomi responded with an "oh," but didn't react much.

I asked curiously, "Don't you want to ask Yang the fortune teller?"

I think anyone who heard this would want to go to Master Yang for a fortune telling, right? Her reaction was surprisingly indifferent.

Xiaomi scoffed, "If such a good thing really existed, would it be my turn? What's that saying? If there really were an elixir of immortality, even the richest man in a country wouldn't have the right to smell it. Who am I to be asking someone else?"

The words may be rough, but the principle is sound.

I smiled and didn't say anything, thinking that this girl had a good personality.

At this moment, Yunwei also ran back.

Judging from her dejected look, she probably couldn't find it.

I told her not to worry, Lingmei stays in the mountains for a month every three years, she has much more experience than you.

Yunwei nodded: "It's going to rain soon, let's hurry up and take shelter at the 'horse shed' ahead, and then go down the mountain after the rain stops."

Xiaomi and Yunwei are both women, so naturally I'll be the one to carry them.

"Thanks, young man!"

Uncle Jia leaned on my back, thanked me, and put one arm around my neck while holding the bag in the other.

I said, "Why don't I carry it for you? This thing is hurting my back."

“That won’t do. I’d rather get down and walk it myself than hand it over to you,” Master Jia said with a laugh.

"What? It's so precious?"

"A promise!"

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