Miss Jun's eyes slowly opened.

The first thing that caught my eye was the high, clear sky of early autumn in the north, followed by three human faces.

There were three unfamiliar faces, about the same age as the two men who kidnapped them. When they met Miss Jun's eyes, they also forced a smile.

The smile was a little shy and a little restrained, but it also expressed hospitality, just like that of a simple farmer.

Miss Jun no longer wanted to ask who they were, and she lowered her eyes.

Those people seemed a little nervous.

"Don't worry, Miss Jun. We'll be there soon." One of the men said hurriedly.

However, this is not the kind of comfort that is needed at this time.

"Ms. Jun has been lying down for a long time. She may be feeling uncomfortable. Why don't you sit up?" another man said hurriedly.

Miss Jun raised her eyes and looked at them again.

Seeing her like this, the man who made the suggestion rubbed his hands happily.

"Hurry up..." he said, but he didn't come forward to help. Instead, he looked around, "San Gouzi."

When his name was called, a somewhat childish voice was reluctant.

"I'm grown up too," he said.

Miss Jun found it a little funny.

Are they cautious about the differences between men and women?

Is this interesting?

Did she walk here by herself?

"Miss Jun, extraordinary times call for extraordinary things." The man saw her expression and said, rubbing his hands. Although what he said made sense, he was still a little uneasy, as if these were not what he wanted to say.

A farmer really cannot say such words unless someone teaches him to do so.

Miss Jun didn't go into these details for the time being.

After the man finished speaking, he shouted a few more times over there, and the half-grown child among the three people who kidnapped her came over reluctantly and helped Miss Jun sit up.

Even though there was grass underneath, it was still very uncomfortable to lie down all night. Miss Jun couldn't help but let out a breath, moved her stiff body, and scanned the surroundings at the same time.

This is a mountain road, but the terrain ahead seems to be flat, with the smell of soil, livestock and cooking smoke lingering in the air.

It really seems like a village.

"Ms. Jun, please sit down." The man said, pushing the car, and the other men followed around.

They didn't seem to be worried at all about Miss Jun running away.

Miss Jun was silent.

This is probably because of confidence.

However, she was so well-behaved and didn't make any noise or even question them. Didn't they find it strange?

Maybe you don't care?

Who will cry out for the beast in the cage?

"... Did you have a smooth journey?"

"Of course."

"It's all the usual tricks."

Miss Jun listened to their low conversation.

What are the common tricks?

Guards outside the tent? Hidden weapons inside the tent?

For thieves, bodyguards are very common, but hidden weapons in tents are probably not common.

That was what her master taught her.

"If I say my formation and hidden weapons are second to none, no one dares to say they are first." He said proudly.

A common...trick?

The conversation of several men continued.

"…Has Iron Legs' piglet given birth yet?"

"...I sold Lao Yutou's dried vegetables to him. I met a big customer..."

They started to talk about the farmers' lives by gossiping about the Dong family and the Li family.

Master said that if you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself. If you want others to believe that you are a farmer, then you must really think of yourself as a farmer.

Miss Jun looked at these people and saw their appearance clearly for the first time.

There were seven men in total, the youngest was eleven or twelve years old, and the oldest was over forty years old. They were wearing coarse linen shirts, and their faces were rough, with marks left on them by wind and sun.

Their accents are all local.

Seeing her looking over, several people stopped talking and looked at her.

"Miss Jun, what do you need?" the older man asked hurriedly.

Miss Jun turned away without saying anything.

The men didn't ask any more questions. The older man waved his hand and everyone continued on their way.

The car was pushed around the foot of a mountain, and Miss Jun's eyes suddenly opened up. It was indeed a flat land with scattered houses and children playing and running around. The autumn morning light was shining, bright and peaceful.

Who are they...?

Miss Jun said in her heart again, this is too weird.

She looked forward and suddenly her whole body went numb and she froze.

She saw a mountain.

A mountain.

This is a mountain village with a mountain behind it.

This is, this is...

“This is a mountain.”

The man next to her noticed her strangeness and heard her murmurs, and answered in confusion.

Could it be that Miss Jun has never seen a mountain? Why does she look like she was struck by lightning?

"I told you we are all mountain people, hunting and farming..." another man followed suit.

Miss Jun felt that her body was so stiff that it seemed like it might break.

"This mountain is..." she said in a hoarse voice.

Finally, you have to ask yourself where you are. The men looked at each other, not nervous at all, but still relaxed.

What is there to be afraid of? Even if she knew what kind of mountain this is, what can she do?

"This mountain is..." a man said kindly.

Before he could finish his words, Miss Jun had already spoken.

"Zhang Qingshan." She said, looking at the mountain in front of her.

The man was stunned, and the others were also a little surprised.

"Miss Jun, you know this?" the man said, "Is our Zhangqing Mountain so famous?"

Qingshan.

Zhang Qingshan.

It's a fake name indeed.

It turns out they are all fake.

Miss Jun looked at the mountain and tears suddenly flowed down her face.

"Zhang Qingshan." She said, "Zhang Qingshan."

Several men were startled.

"What happened to Zhang Qingshan?" everyone asked in unison.

What happened to Zhang Qingshan?

She finally met Zhang Qingshan, but Zhang Qingshan was dead!

Miss Jun covered her face and cried.

Several men took a step back in fear, looking at each other.

"I didn't say anything?" a man said uneasily.

The boy next to him pouted.

"Women just love to cry." He said with a somewhat understanding and deep look.

Unfortunately, the next moment, I was slapped on the head.

"Go away." The older man cursed, looking at the others and lowering his voice, "I guess the emotions have accumulated until now, and finally collapsed."

That's right, this girl's performance along the way was really unusual.

"But the person who can inoculate must be extraordinary." A man said, "It's nothing strange."

This is why they felt that Miss Jun’s reaction was justified.

This doesn't make sense.

Several men looked confused, some rubbing their hands and some scratching their heads.

"In short, women love to cry. Who knows why they cry?" The older man finally slapped his thigh and said.

"Uncle Kui, this is what I said." San Gouzi said.

The older man raised his hand at him angrily, but San Gouzi jumped away.

"Second Uncle." He shouted loudly and waved his hands towards the road ahead.

When they looked over, they saw many people coming out of the village. It was obvious that they had seen them return.

Several men also rushed over to greet them.

"Village leader." They shouted at the man in the lead.

The man called as the village chief was a man in his forties, and his eyes fell on Miss Jun.

"What's going on?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Who would have known that she would suddenly start crying out of the blue?" several men said in unison.

How could I not know? Anyone who was kidnapped would cry too, the village chief shook his head.

"You guys don't know how to comfort a child," he said. "You must have scared her."

A few men were about to explain with aggrieved looks on their faces, but the village chief had already walked past them and stood in front of Miss Jun.

"Miss Jun." He said in a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid. We are not bad people."

Miss Jun stopped crying, put down her sleeves and looked over.

As expected, she stopped crying, and everyone around her breathed a sigh of relief.

Miss Jun looked at the man in front of her and her eyes suddenly widened with tears.

She recognized him.

Although he looked much older than the soldier in the sketch of the battle array, she, with her photographic memory, could easily recognize him.

he!

He showed up too!

"You, you..." She moved her lips and murmured, but before she could finish her words she closed her eyes and burst into tears, crying even harder than before.

The people around were shocked.

The village chief was standing there feeling very awkward, yet there were still some ignorant people who leaned over to look at him.

"Captain, you scared people."