In the deep mountains that tower into the clouds.
A strong man cursed, "Who ate the chickens I raised?! These are hens I raised to lay eggs!"
Ye Ruoqing laughed beside him and wiped the residue from his mouth.
"Master Eight, the little hen might have met a tall and handsome rooster in the woods and ran away with him. Don't look for her anymore. Even chickens have the freedom to fall in love."
"I don't love you, I think it was you, the little brat, who stole the food, didn't you?"
The burly man sniffed and clearly smelled the aroma of roasted chicken in the air. He looked at Ye Ruoqing suspiciously.
Ye Ruoqing touched her fair face, turned around and walked into the bamboo forest as if nothing had happened.
No, I didn't steal. How can eating roast chicken be considered stealing?
"Ruoqing, there's a letter for you, sent by EMS. This is the only courier company that can deliver to this deep forest."
A kind old woman suddenly appeared, stretched out her hand, and a letter came stabbing towards her sharply.
Ye Ruoqing opened her almond-shaped eyes slightly, and quickly reached out to pinch it with her index and middle fingers.
"Third Master, if you use such great strength next time, your disciple's head will be chopped off."
Ye Ruoqing slowly opened the letter, saw what it said, and chuckled.
Her parents, whom she hadn't seen for fifteen years, remembered that she was almost eighteen years old and said they were holding a birthday party for her and asked her to go back and attend.
When Ye Ruoqing looked up, the eight masters were staring at her eagerly.
The master chef stroked his beard, having already remembered what was in the letter. He grinned and said, "It seems that my family misses me so much that they want me to go home early. Go quickly, my apprentice!"
He mentioned several disciples in a row, which showed how excited he was.
If he lets his apprentice suffer here for a few more years, he will live twenty years less.
"Very good, very good. Second Master will miss you. Go down the mountain quickly!"
The second master threw a package into Ye Ruoqing's arms.
The sturdy Master Eight threw two eggs directly into her arms, "Your rations for the journey, go down quickly!"
If he doesn't leave now, all the chickens he raises will be eaten.
Several other masters also presented their gifts and made inviting gestures to Ye Ruoqing, with the words "get out of here" almost written on their faces.
Ye Ruoqing sighed helplessly, reluctant to leave, "Master, I can't bear to leave you!!"
As soon as she opened her mouth, several masters turned their heads away and threw a lot of treasures at Ye Ruoqing.
"All my belongings are yours, hurry down the mountain!"
The fourth master gritted his teeth and blew a whistle. A huge tiger appeared in the jungle and lay down beside Ye Ruoqing, rubbing against her flatteringly.
"Jindan, be good and take me down the mountain."
Ye Ruoqing tied these treasures in a huge cloth, put it on her back, and touched the tiger's head. The tiger roared and quickly sent Ye Ruoqing down the mountain.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, Ye Ruoqing patted Jindan's head and let him go back up the mountain.
A small, shabby van was parked at the foot of the mountain. A man dressed somewhat strangely was leaning against the van, striking a handsome pose.
He was a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old. His hair was styled into a pointed shape and dyed purple, like a lightning bolt on the top of his head. He wore huge earrings on his ears, a leather jacket on his upper body, tight pants on his lower body, and a pair of riveted leather shoes.
He looked like a giant purple compass.
Ye Ruoqing frowned in confusion. He hadn't been down the mountain for more than ten years. How could the current at the foot of the mountain become like this?
The boy turned around and saw Ye Ruoqing, and his eyes lit up.
Although the girl's clothes were a bit rustic, just a black cotton and linen top and pants, her skin was dazzlingly white, and her appearance was a mixture of coldness and gentleness. Her face was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
Ye Silan really didn't lie to him. Her sister was indeed a beauty. With malicious eyes, he approached Ye Ruoqing.
"You are Ye Ruoqing, right? Ye Silan asked me to pick you up."
Ye Ruoqing quickly took a step back, as the compass's lightning-fast hair was about to poke her.
Ye Silan?
The sister that her father and mother adopted from the orphanage after she was sent to the mountains.
"Why did she ask you to come? And is my family bankrupt? How did we become so poor..."
Ye Ruoqing looked at the van and found it was extremely shabby.
One of the rearview mirrors was smashed, and one of the tires was patched with a huge piece of white tape.
The Ye family is considered a wealthy family in Hai City after all. They shouldn’t have fallen into such a state, right?
Zimao walked forward with a smile, and chuckled obscenely, "Your sister asked you to be my wife, haha."
As he said that, he stepped forward and tried to grab Ye Ruoqing's wrist, kiss her and force himself on her.
Ye Ruoqing's eyes turned cold and she kicked him right between the legs.
Zimao wailed and covered his lower body tightly with his hands.
The egg that Ye Ruoqing had originally stuffed into her master's arms slowly rolled down and broke into two pieces in front of Zimao.
Zimao's eyes opened wide and his heart skipped a beat.
The egg is broken...
Ye Ruoqing chuckled, "Interesting, today is the first day we go down the mountain, so I'll use you as a training ground."
Zimao trembled all over, and another big slap came in front of him.
Zimao was thrown out and his head hit the stone hard. Two streams of blood came out of his nose and he was shaking with fear.
This woman is so scary!
The slap almost split his head.
Ye Ruoqing walked up to him step by step, swinging her hands casually. She had used less than one tenth of her strength in that slap just now.
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