A master of metaphysics is farming.

The slightly scorching sunlight pierced through the clouds, illuminating the mountain peaks and the distant, rolling hills.

The three stood on the mountaintop, gazing at the distant mountains; the layered peaks made them appear even smaller.

Xiang He tied one end of the thick hemp rope to a big tree. "We only have one rope. Why don't you go down first? I'll go down later to look for other medicinal herbs."

He Sui'an looked at the hemp rope in front of him and was about to reach out to take it, but Xing Ji took it first. "Young master, let me do it."

Before He Sui'an could respond, Xing Ji had already taken the rope and walked to the edge of the cliff. He hurriedly caught up with him, saying, "This cliff is difficult to traverse, you must be extremely careful."

"Yes."

Watching him descend with agile steps, Xiang He pointed at his chin with his index finger, "Xing Ji knows martial arts, why didn't you let him go down that night?"

Upon hearing this, He Sui'an's deep, still eyes darkened. "What does Miss Xiang want to ask?"

Xiang He nudged, "I know that there were two groups fighting that night. Big Cat was the one who had his throat slit with a sword. One of those groups was yours, right?"

He Sui'an's slightly dark eyes brightened, "Yes."

He straightened up slightly. "How did Miss Xiang know? Did the ghost from that night tell you?"

Xiang He raised an eyebrow. "You know about this too!" She picked up her skirt and squatted down. "There was indeed a male ghost that night. He was my fifth uncle who had been dead for thirteen years. It was he who told you the location, which allowed me to get there in time."

"No wonder, when Xing Ji saw you talking to someone in a secluded place that night, he thought he was seeing things."

Xiang He shifted her squatting position. "So you think I can see ghosts, which is why you insisted on sending me to save Xiang Fusheng?"

"Exactly."

I thought it was just a guess, but I never imagined she could actually see ghosts.

He Sui'an looked up at the blazing sun, which was extremely dazzling, and raised her hand to shield her eyes with her sleeve. "Miss, are you perhaps planning to become a Taoist priest in the future?"

"Being a Taoist priest is quite good. If a wealthy family approaches you, you can earn a lot of money."

She is a Taoist priestess who lives in the Fire Palace, and she will have to rely on this skill to make a living in the future. She also needs to support her large family in the short term, so she must get on the good side of the Wang family's business!

Hearing her constantly talking about making money, He Sui'an lowered her eyes and chuckled, "This young lady really loves money."

"I think."

The two looked down, but Xing Ji's figure was no longer visible; the cliff was truly treacherous.

"Should I take you downstairs first?"

There was a fight between two groups that night. He Suian must have some big secret. He can't act alone, lest someone find an opening to ambush him.

She knows some martial arts, so it's safer for the two of them to travel together.

Xiang He, who always prioritizes his own interests, offered a word of concern, which surprised He Suian slightly. "In broad daylight, no one would go out of their way to kill someone."

"Maybe."

When you want to kill someone, you should take their head no matter when or where.

He Suian chuckled helplessly, "Don't worry, they won't touch me for now. I'll go down first. Please be careful when you come down, young lady."

"Yes, you also need to be careful of jackals and tigers."

They lived in a remote area in the back mountains, and few people dared to venture deep into the heart of the mountains in the past. Even when hunting for game, people would go to the front mountains.

Xiang He watched him descend the mountain, then reached out and tugged at the rope. Xing Ji hadn't climbed to the bottom yet, so he had to wait a little longer.

As the sun began to set, about fifteen minutes later, the hemp rope suddenly loosened. Xiang He casually tugged at it and felt the ease. He immediately perked up and was about to test the tightness when he heard some rustling sounds, unlike He Sui'an's leisurely pace.

Her expression suddenly hardened, and without thinking of anything else, she turned and ran down the mountain.

Deep down, I prayed that what I said wouldn't actually come true...

She rushed down with mixed worries and saw He Suian's figure in the distance. After looking around and not finding anyone else, she felt a little relieved.

Before she could even feel at ease, as she approached, she saw three wild dogs eyeing He Suian menacingly, their teeth bared and drool dripping, as if the person before them was a delicious treat.

Those fierce eyes gleamed with a sinister light, flashing with the hunger of wolves, and He Sui'an before them was the food they had their eyes on.

Xiang He suddenly stopped in his tracks, even slipping a bit before regaining his balance.

The three stray dogs also spotted Xiang He, their bared mouths widening further as they emitted low growls.

He Sui'an slowly turned around, his eyes filled with amusement and helplessness, "I didn't run into anyone, but I ran into these three..."

Xiang He forced a smile, "Is your foot injury healed?"

"That's all."

"Then you run that way, I'll cover you from behind."

The three stray dogs seemed to understand the word "run," lowering their forelegs and making louder purring noises, as if warning the two not to make any rash moves.

But if the two of them don't take action and remain deadlocked, they'll inevitably clash sooner or later, so it's better to strike first.

The two exchanged glances for a moment, then moved at the same time, quickly running to the lower right.

"Wang!"

Three stray dogs gave chase. After catching up with Xiang He, He Suian snatched the sickle from her hand, stood behind her, and raised the sickle to chop at the head of the stray dog ​​that was lunging at him.

"Wow~"

A whimper rang out, and Xiang He turned around sharply. The stray dog ​​that had attacked him was rolling on the ground in pain, but there was no wound on its head.

"You're so weak?"

"Don't you abstain from killing to avoid seeing bloodshed?"

He used the back of the knife just now, otherwise the wild dogs would have already slaughtered him on the spot.

Upon hearing this, Xiang He was slightly taken aback, but then she relaxed and a faint smile appeared on her lips. "I don't kill, but I won't interfere if you do."

He Suian slowly retreated, blocking her with his hand, wary of the other two wild dogs crouching low. Because one of their companions had been attacked, the other two dared not rush forward easily, wary of the sickle in his hand.

"I also dislike killing."

Xiang He hesitated for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Then let's keep running? Run to find Xing Ji?"

"Xing Ji has good hearing; he should have heard the commotion and is on his way."

"Then we need to stall for time..."

Just thinking about it gave Xiang He a headache. He didn't dare to move at all. The stray dog ​​that had been hit and hurt stood up with a smirk on its front paw. Now it was three against two.

Xiang He turned her neck to look around, when she was suddenly pushed. She quickly turned around, and the stray dog ​​that had been beaten charged at her again. He Suian dodged its claws, and the sickle struck its side, sending it flying. Two other dogs followed and charged at her.

Xiang He quickly moved to the side and kicked one of the stray dogs.

As Fang steadied herself, her right hand was pulled, and He Suian pulled her in front of him to protect her. When she looked up, she saw He Suian's cold and stern face, which exuded an imposing and dignified aura.

Xiang He's eyes were filled with curiosity; she hadn't expected him to have another side to him.

Curiosity aside, there are still stray dogs around!

She immediately turned her head to look behind He Suian, where the stray dog ​​that had taken the opportunity to attack Xiang He had a dagger stuck in its forehead and was lying on the ground bleeding profusely.

Then, turning its eyes to look at the other two, its tail drooping, it slowly backed away, and finally disappeared from sight.

Xing Ji rushed over and clasped his hands in a fist salute, "Young Master, I am late."

"Do not blame you."

He Suian withdrew his hand from Xiang He's waist, took a step back and handed over the sickle, his face showing his usual gentleness, "It's safe now. Xing Ji and I will escort you up the mountain, and then we'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain."

Xiang He raised an eyebrow and smiled as she accepted it, "Okay."