An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

the next day,

That was the third day after leaving Qingshan Villa.

I thought that I would be knocked out by the handsome uncle at night, and then held under his armpit or carried on his shoulders up the mountain like a sack, but the reality is not that simple.

Only Jing Chunxi and Jing Yi set out early in the morning. Even July and September were kept in the house and were not allowed to go out.

The two men rode one horse, heading towards the South Gate. They walked straight on the official road for forty miles, then turned towards the mountains in the west. They walked on the narrow mountain road for at least ten miles, and finally hid in a mountain cave covered with jungle.

"We are already at Fubo Ridge, but we still have to go up another ten miles to reach the villa," Jing Yi said.

Not far away, there was a mountain road that was wide enough for a carriage to travel on. It was well maintained and had many ruts on it, which was completely different from the narrow path they were walking on.

After stopping to eat some dry food, Jing Yi ordered her to rest on the spot. With only a small, torn mat, Jing Chunxi slept on the ground, and she really fell asleep. She was tired, and her thighs were still very painful.

Fortunately, I had insect repellent with me, so no snakes, insects, rats or ants came close to me.

She was jolted awake by the shaking and thought she was actually being pinched in the armpit.

Unexpectedly, she opened her eyes and almost yelled "Help!", but someone covered her mouth fiercely and then let go. An eagle-like glare slashed at her, and the mouth shape directly threatened: Do you want to die?

very scary.

It’s no wonder that Jing Chunxi is timid, but because she found that her body was hanging in the air. She was tied to her body with a piece of cloth by Jing Yi, and was completely held in someone’s arms.

Jing Yi's limbs were hanging from the bottom of the carriage, and the wheels were still turning. Fortunately, she was hanging from someone's chest, and there was actually someone else hanging in the air, so she felt a little safe. At least her spine was not in close contact with the floor.

She didn't dare to move, for fear that her negligence would expose the two of them, and the consequences would be disastrous if they fell.

I just don’t understand why the handsome uncle didn’t wake her up or knock her out before tying her up, so that she would feel better at least.

The trembling mood did not last long. It felt like I had not walked very far while sticking to the bottom of the car. When the convoy slowed down after turning a corner, I was carried into the empty carriage by the handsome uncle.

Looking outside through the carriage curtain, Jing Chunxi realized that it was getting dark outside. The dozens of carriages behind him did not even have lanterns on. The drivers had solemn expressions and straight backs. Judging from their clothes, they should be guards rather than escorts.

After getting in the car, Jing Chunxi stretched his body. When he twisted his shoulders and neck, he felt a pain in the back of his neck. He said angrily, "You knocked me out?"

Jing Chunxi gritted her teeth, her voice almost entirely lip-synced. The man heard it but didn't deny it. She actually gave her a wolf-like aunt's smile and continued to mouth her response: "What else?"

But this was not the time to argue about who was right or wrong. Jing Chunxi could only suffer in silence. She would rather be knocked unconscious than be chopped by the knife.

Several packets of medicinal powder were stuffed into Jing Yi's palm. Jing Chunxi also divided them into two piles and pointed at the words on them and asked the handsome uncle to look carefully. This was the medicinal powder she had prepared long ago. Whether it was a drug or a poison was clearly written on it. Anyone who could read could tell the difference.

Jing Yi obviously didn't believe her, and probably thought it was just a trivial trick. He pointed to his waist bag to indicate that he had it with him.

"My uncle gave it to me." Jing Chunxi whispered this into his ear. Compared to the money in his pocket, Jing Chunxi believed more in the products from the space.

Sure enough, the man became obedient when his uncle was mentioned. He wanted to ask Chunxi to say a few more words and looked like he wanted to ask her something. Jing Chunxi didn't respond to him at all.

Of the so-called six inspections, the convoy was given the green light five times. The only inspection was at the gate of the villa, when she and Jing Yi had already gotten out of the car and disappeared into the forest.

Jing Chunxi was held in the armpit and flew for a short distance. He took a few breaths of the fresh air in the mountains and then landed on the ground.

In front of them was the nine-foot-high wall of the villa. They chose a position, but Jing Yi did not seem to be in a hurry to climb over the wall. Instead, he slowly took out a bamboo flute from his chest, which was only as thick as his little finger and at most two inches long. He put it in his mouth and blew hard, but it did not make the three long and one short whistle that Jing Chunxi expected. She could not hear any sound at all.

Jing Chunxi was so angry that he thought his whistle was broken. When he was about to laugh at him for failing at the critical moment, two people fell beside Jing Yi, and he had no idea where they came from.

Both of them were wearing night clothes and were extremely tall. They were as thin as bamboo poles, but their eyes were still as sharp as eagles.

Jing Chunxi finally understood the reason why his grandfather, uncle and eldest brother could not practice Qinggong. It was because their physique seriously limited their performance.