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Apart from the occasional rustling of leaves in the wind, there was only the clicking of feet on branches and the clear breathing of the two people in the deep mountains.

Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia followed the bloodstains on the ground and finally stopped at a mountain stream under a cliff.

The blood stopped here.

Shen Yijia looked up. “Could Furball and Riceball have fallen from above?”

“It’s possible, but we can’t rule out the possibility that they came through the mountain stream,” Song Jingchen said.

Shen Yijia’s face fell. “Then what should we do now?”

The mountain was so huge. It would have been fine if there was a general direction, but now, there was no blood that could guide them. Not to mention the two of them, it would probably be difficult to find even if they asked for the help of all the monks of the Hidden Spirit Temple.

Song Jingchen suddenly looked in a certain direction and said softly, “Someone’s here.”

Shen Yijia was stunned. She focused and listened carefully. As expected, footsteps were coming in their direction from the other end of the mountain stream.

From the sound of it, many people had come.

When the old monk asked if they needed help, her beautiful husband had already refused, so it was clearly impossible for these people to be from the Hidden Spirit Temple.

Shen Yijia’s eyes lit up. She rolled up her sleeves and was about to fight when something tightened around her waist.

Song Jingchen tapped the ground and flew up to the treetop with her in his arms.

Shen Yijia immediately understood and silently retracted her foot that was still raised. She imitated Song Jingchen and held her breath.

Not long after, more than ten men dressed as woodcutters appeared in their line of sight.

It seemed like they were in disguise.

What kind of woodcutter could hold a spear in each hand and emit a strong smell of blood?

It wasn’t that they were stained with blood, but they had killed too many people. The kind of aura that seeped into their bones.

Shen Yijia narrowed her eyes. She was certain that these people were the ones who almost killed Furball.

“Damn it, I clearly saw those two animals fall. Where did they go?” The man in front could not help but curse.

Another man retorted, “Did they run? Those two animals were seriously injured and fell from such a high place. How can they have the ability to run?” “Could they have been washed down by the water?” someone asked.

The man who cursed slapped the back of his head. “Don’t you believe me when I say that you’re stupid? How can such a small stream of water wash away the two animals? Look around. They might have fallen and crawled elsewhere. That animal is full of good things. If we find it and bring it back to the boss, everyone will benefit.”

After saying that, he said regretfully, “It’s a pity that those two animals are too fierce. We broke their skin.

The man who was beaten shrank back and swallowed his guess that they might have been eaten by another ferocious beast.

It had been more than half a night since the two animals fell. Actually, he felt that this was very likely.

They kept calling them animals. If Song Jingchen didn’t know Shen Yijia too well, she would have jumped down and minced these people into meat paste.

Shen Yijia bit Song Jingchen’s lapel and barely held back her anger. It was impossible for her to bite down on flesh. She couldn’t bear to.

“Oh no, those bloodstains!” she thought.

Shen Yijia and Song Jingchen froze at the same time, clearly thinking of something.

They held their breaths and looked over. When they were about to reach the place with blood, birds suddenly chirped in the forest and stopped after three short times.

The dozen or so people instantly froze on the spot as if they had been cast with an Immobilizing Spell.

The birds chirped again, the same three times, more urgently than before.

“Oh no, Young Master is here. Hurry up and return to the camp.” Someone shouted, and the dozen or so people ran in the direction they came from as if they were being chased by ghosts.

Song Jingchen glanced at Shen Yijia, wanting to remind her that he was prepared to follow them.

However, before he could speak, Shen Yijia nodded in understanding. She hugged Song Jingchen with her hands and feet and hung herself in front of him.

Song Jingchen was speechless.

These people were clearly very familiar with the terrain here. They turned left and right in the forest and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Song Jingchen quickly used his qinggong to follow. You Yi, who had been neglected by Shen Yijia for a long time, also followed silently.

They ran too loudly, temporarily covering the sound of the three tails behind them.

About half an hour later, a magical scene happened. The people who were clearly not far in front of him a moment ago disappeared in the blink of an eye..