The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Yan Yan hurriedly hugged Mei tightly, feeling the wind whistling past her ears and the scenery rushing past her at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, he had reached the depths of the forest.

There were no assassins from Northern Qi around, only a gentle breeze blowing, and everywhere was full of colorful flowers and green willows, as if they had entered a strange world.

Although Yan Yan is young, she knows that it is already late autumn.

Such a strange sight is truly extraordinary.

He looked up at Mei, only to see a hint of confusion on her alluring face, as if she didn't understand why the scenery here was like springtime.

He put his feet on the ground and walked forward along the thick layer of leaves.

Everything in the forest seemed so unreal, yet Yan Yan in her arms was warm, which made Mei doubt herself. Could it be that she had entered an illusion?

Thinking about it, he pinched Yan Yan, and the little guy immediately frowned in dissatisfaction: "Old man, you pinched me too hard."

It wasn't an illusion, Mei breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking forward.

Yan Yan peeked out of his arms and looked around curiously. A strange stone came into his view.

It resembles both a monkey and a chicken, which is quite peculiar.

Children are always full of curiosity about new things, so they remembered this stone after seeing it.

Mei looked around warily, leading Yan Yan forward.

But the road ahead seemed to have no end, and there was no way to get out.

Fifteen minutes later, Yan Yan saw the stone again.

"Old man, don't go any further, we're lost." Yan Yan sighed, all her precautions had failed to prevent it.

After walking for a long time, the two were still going around in circles.

Mei looked in the direction he pointed and saw the stone. He frowned and said, "How could this be? I don't think I've gone the wrong way."

He carefully discerned his direction along the way. The treetops in the forest all faced south, and he was certain he hadn't gone astray. But the stone in front of him told him that after walking for so long, he had returned to where he started.

Yan Yan slid from his arms to the ground. Mei was trying to stop him from running around, but Yan Yan waved his hand and said, "It's okay. If they wanted to be our opponents, they would have done it already. They knew we couldn't get out and wanted to see us trapped and die in this godforsaken place. Why would they bother killing us?"

Mei thought about it and it seemed to make sense.

Yan Yan walked up to the rock and kicked it hard.

The stone remained completely still.

Moreover, judging from its placement, the stone appears to be natural.

Yan Yan spread her hands helplessly at Mei and said, "Great, we're trapped too."

Mei rolled her eyes at him, her words venomous: "What are you so smug about? If you can't get out, neither can your father. Even if I die, I'll have you with me. But it's different for your father. He'll be a lonely ghost on his journey alone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yan jumped onto him and bit him.

Although the little thing is small, its teeth are very sharp.

Especially since Yan Yan didn't hold back at all, and that bite drew blood.

Mei Teng's face contorted in pain, but she couldn't bring herself to hurt Yan Yan. Instead, she lifted him up like a puppy and angrily scolded, "You even dare to bite your master."

Yan Yan flailed her arms and legs in the air a few times, then snorted coldly: "Who told you to talk about my father like that?"

Mei sighed silently, glancing at the blood trickling down her bitten shoulder.

If he weren't afraid of slapping the brat to death, he probably would have already slapped him without hesitation.

"Alright, stop fooling around and hurry up and find a way out." Although Mei wasn't afraid of this place, the environment made him very uncomfortable.

The air was sticky and humid, so much so that his soft clothes clung to his body, which he disliked.

Yan Yan sat on his shoulders, looking at the road ahead.

This time, the two of them marked the trees every so often they walked.

However, half an hour later, they returned to the starting point.

It's still that rock that looks like both a monkey and a chicken.

Yan Yan sighed heavily, like a deflated balloon, and muttered, "This is really strange! What's going on? We haven't gone the wrong way along the way. This road has always been straight, so why would an identical stone suddenly appear?"

Mei, standing to the side, was equally surprised. She frowned and muttered to herself, "This is really strange. I even made a mark on the way. Logically speaking, I shouldn't have ended up back where I started."

As she spoke, Yan Yan nimbly jumped off Mei's back and quickly walked to the rock. She circled around it, sometimes looking down at the bottom and sometimes looking up at the top. After looking left and right, she suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?"

Seeing this, Mei looked at Yan Yan with suspicion and asked, "What's wrong? Did you notice something amiss?"

Yan Yan quickly waved to Mei and called out urgently, "Old man, come and see quickly!"

However, Mei seemed extremely unwilling, and casually slapped Yan Yan's outstretched hand to the ground, complaining irritably, "Just say what you want to say, why are you waving your hand around like that?"

It's like summoning a puppy.

Yan Yan didn't take Mei's attitude to heart. She still excitedly pointed at the stone and asked impatiently, "Think carefully, did I just kick this stone hard?"

After thinking for a moment, Mei nodded and replied, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Yan Yan's emotions became increasingly agitated. He pointed with a trembling finger at the spot where the stone had been kicked and exclaimed, "Think about it carefully! The ground in this forest is so damp. My shoes must be covered in mud. Logically, after I kicked this stone, there should have been some footprints or mud marks on it. But look at this stone now, it's clean. There's not a single mark of it being kicked. Why is that?"

Upon hearing this, Mei suddenly looked up at Yan Yan.

But his bright black eyes were filled with excitement, as radiant as the rising sun breaking through the clouds.

Almost simultaneously, the two said, "It's because we haven't gone down the wrong path."

They had been using this stone as a reference point, and after walking for a long time, when they saw the stone again, they naturally assumed that they had returned to the starting point.

Little did they know, they hadn't gone astray at all; it was a ruse by the enemy.

Mei looked at Yan Yan with admiration: "You're something else, little rascal, so smart."

He couldn't help but feel proud as he spoke.

His apprentice was indeed exceptionally talented.