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Qimu walked on the path in front of the mountain. She casually hummed a tune, but she still carried the big basket on her back and walked briskly.

She would stop from time to time to pick mushrooms, wild vegetables, and so on. Because she currently had plenty of food stored at home and would not run out of food for a short period of time, she didn't have to find anything good before she could let it go.

On this trip up the mountain, he would mainly look at the terrain and find some good food to eat in the mountain to nourish his sallow and skinny family.

Qimu was squatting under a dense forest. The sunlight penetrated through the layers of leaves and reached the ground. When it reached a certain point, it was already too late. The surroundings felt slightly eerie.

Qimu was wholeheartedly plucking the mushrooms, so she didn't think much of it. Suddenly, she heard a small sound in her ears and raised her head to look cautiously, praying that she wouldn't encounter any wild beasts.

Within his field of vision, everything was normal.

Qimu let out a sigh of relief when the sound disappeared. Her route had deviated from the path set by the villagers. If nothing had happened, it would be great. But if there was something wrong, Tian Tian wouldn't respond.

In the end, his hands moved a lot faster.

Suddenly, the sound of the fallen leaves being stepped on came again. Qimu was on alert. She raised her head to take a look. The corner of her mouth twitched as she rolled her eyes.

It turned out to be the rabbit.

He wasn't sure if it was the original one, but Qimu looked exactly the same, with the same fur and body shape.

Qimu knew that she wouldn't be able to catch the rabbit, so she decided not to think about it anymore. With her heart set on picking mushrooms, the mushrooms under the forest grew the best and tasted the most delicious.

However, when the rabbit saw that Qimu was not moving, it took small steps towards her direction. From time to time, it would lower its head and use its red nose to sniff the flowers on the ground, as if it was taking a walk in its own backyard.

After a while, the rabbit was only two steps away from Qimu.

Qimu's hands were still moving, but a bright light flashed in her eyes.

She didn't take the initiative because she knew in her heart that there was no hope.

However, she didn't refuse anyone who came to deliver themselves to her doorstep.

Qimu jumped up and pounced towards the rabbit. Her face was fierce and she bared her fangs and claws, but before Qimu could land on the ground, the rabbit had already pouted and ran back into the forest.

Qimu was flustered and exasperated as she shouted:

"You're just a little rabbit, and you still dare to spank me!"

Qimu fell heavily onto the ground, grimacing in pain. She didn't care about the pain at all. She put both of her hands on the ground and pushed with her legs. Without caring about anything else, she rushed towards the place where the rabbit had escaped to.

It would have been better if he hadn't charged. He would have just fallen to the ground, his body covered in mud.

Qimu's voice was filled with terror as she suddenly lost her balance and her feet touched the ground …

"Ahh …

She fell.

It turned out that on the other side of the forest, there was actually a small cliff that no one knew about.

After a long while, Qimu tried so hard to move her body as if she had just transmigrated. She didn't seem to be her and couldn't control her body at all.

He rested for a moment.

Qimu felt something warm on her face. She touched it and held it in front of her eyes. It was only after a while that she realized it was her blood.

On her left cheek.

She probably had a broken appearance.

She sighed as her eyes lit up. She used her sleeve to wipe the blood off her face before she looked at her surroundings.

After a glance, he actually burst into tears. In the blink of an eye, he began to laugh out loud. His face was covered in blood as he staggered away. He was even crazier than a madman.

She knelt down before a stalk of grass and held it in both hands devoutly.

Tears of blood could be seen on his face as he muttered:

"Gynostemma, Gynostemma …"

She gazed into the distance, her eyes misty with happiness.

It was not a plant, but a piece of — Gynostemma.