"We live in the mountains on weekdays, and occasionally go to the city a few days a month. ”

Mo Wenchu nodded, and when she was about to inquire about the location of the garage, the servant seemed to be an unknown prophet, and preemptively said, "Miss Mo, the driver of the manor will definitely not dare to let you leave." ”

"......" Mo Wenchu lowered her head depressedly, "Gu Jue taught you this?"

"Before leaving, Mr. Gu specially told me to tell you that when the time is up, he will naturally take you away. ”

"What the hell does he want to do?" Mo Wenchu lost his appetite, stood up and tidied up the coat on his body, "I'll go outside, it's always okay, right?"

The maid hurriedly stepped forward, "Miss Mo, the terrain is complicated here, I'll accompany you." ”

"I'll just walk around here, and I won't go far, so you'd better stay here. ”

Mo Wenchu didn't have a good impression of the person in front of her, after all, it seemed that this person should have been specially arranged by Gu Jue to monitor her.

"Miss Mo......"

"What's the matter? Could it be that Gu Jue specifically told me not to go out before leaving?"

Mo Wenchu's rhetorical question immediately made the man lose his voice, and he didn't reply for a long time.

Mo Wenchu raised her eyebrows a little proudly, "Since there isn't, then I'll go out first, if I find out that you dare to follow me, I'll call Gu Jue immediately." ”

He turned around neatly and walked out of the door, and when Mo Wenchu completely went out, he looked back at the empty behind, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

The next step is much lighter, and in addition to the autumn leaves and ginkgo biloba, there are many fir trees in the mountain, which are tall and large, and the air is filled with the unique fragrance of cedar trees.

Under the soles of the feet are layers of pine needles that have fallen over the years, and it is very comfortable to step on them.

The afternoon sun shines even more on people who are dazed and a little sleepy.

Mo Wenchu walked all the way along the plank road of the winding mountain, and finally reached the top of Sheshan after more than an hour.

On the platform at the top of the hill is an old-fashioned observation deck with a stone bench overlooking the city.

Mo Wenchu blew the wind on it for a while, and then prepared to return along the road.

It's just that when standing at a fork in the road, Mo Wenchu stopped.

She was so tired and out of breath that she didn't pay attention to her surroundings when she first passed by, so much so that she couldn't tell which way she had come from.

Both roads are flanked by tall cedar trees, which do not seem to differ.

Mo Wenchu stood at this fork in the road blankly, took out her mobile phone and wanted to ask for help, but there was no signal here.

After staying at this fork in the road for more than half an hour, Mo Wenchu felt that she shouldn't continue to struggle, so she closed her eyes and made her own choice.

Mo Wenchu was much more relaxed as she walked down the mountain, and she held her phone high in the air, trying to find a signal.

But along the way, the mobile phone has not been in the service area.

After walking along this road for more than half an hour, Mo Wenchu looked at the woods along the way, sometimes feeling that these trees seemed to be the ones she had just seen, and sometimes feeling that these trees were very unfamiliar.

It wasn't until Mo Wenchu stood at the bottom of a steep slope that she finally realized that the path she had just chosen was wrong.

Looking at the time displayed on the mobile phone, Mo Wenchu had to turn around immediately while lamenting.

It's been another hour since I left that fork in the road.

This also means that Mo Wenchu will spend another hour walking back.

For Mo Wenchu, whose physical strength is almost overdrawn, the return trip may take longer.

With the previous lesson, Mo Wenchu marked the stones she picked up on the side of the road when she came back this time, so even after passing through a few forks in the road, she still found the right way.

When Mo Wenchu stood at that fork in the road again, the originally clear sky had become a little dim.

Mo Wenchu was standing at the intersection and was holding his waist and gasping, when he looked up, he suddenly saw the grass in front of him move, and then a long black snake swam out of the grass, quickly crossed the road, and finally disappeared into the woods.

Mo Wenchu didn't dare to take any breath in the process, holding her breath and concentrating, until the snake was out of sight, and then she finally dared to breathe.

Looking at the gloomy sky, Mo Wenchu didn't dare to have any more delays, and regardless of the exhaustion of his body, he immediately walked down the mountain along this correct road.

It's just that Mo Wenchu hasn't walked a few steps yet, but he encountered a fork in the road.

At this fork in the road, the choices in front of you have become three.

Mo Wenchu pinned her hopes on her mobile phone, but even if she stood on a high place, the mobile phone still had no signal.

Looking at the three almost indistinguishable paths in front of him, Mo Wenchu could only hand over the right to choose to fate in the end, and made a choice with his eyes closed.

In the wooded mountains, there are tall and unventilated fir trees on both sides, and the overcast weather makes the vision in front of you more and more dim.

Finally, after walking along the path for more than ten minutes, the first drop of rain fell on her face.

Immediately after, the raindrops the size of beans poured in.

Mo Wenchu immediately quickened his pace and continued to walk forward.

She was wearing a thin trench coat, and by a few minutes she was soaking wet.

But even if the whole body was already embarrassed, Mo Wenchu could only continue to walk hard.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was hardly any sight in the forest, Mo Wen suddenly lost confidence when she looked at the long road.

Finally, when she was going downhill, the soles of her feet slipped, and the whole person rolled directly to the bottom of the slope.

The elbow and knee were broken, and the most serious was the ankle, which had been injured once some time ago, and this fall hit the old wound again, Mo Wenchu subconsciously covered the ankle that was in severe pain before he got up, and tears fell uncontrollably.

She also tried to stand up, but every time she tried, the wound would be involved to varying degrees, and the severe pain that came from the end made Mo Wenchu unable to bear it, and even a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Looking up at the rain that had not abated in the slightest, Mo Wenchu looked at the endless road on both sides.

Eventually, she sighed and took off her already soaked trench coat.

Slowly moving to the side of the road, Mo Wenchu propped her coat on top of her head, barely blocking some of the rain.

Looking at the blood-colored trousers, Mo Wenchu tried to pull up the trouser leg to see the real injury to his knee.

But because the trousers are slim, especially now that they are contaminated with rain, there is no way to pull them up, Mo Wenchu worked hard for a long time, and finally had to give up.