Chapter 3: Encounters
An Lan looked condescendingly at the group of people below, and snorted secretly in his heart.
Since the real Liu Anlan is dead, then she really doesn't need to be polite to this family, she is not a good stubble!
She said in a cold tone: "In the past fifteen years, it is enough to work hard and be a cow and a horse in the Liu family, and you want to use my sales money to enjoy happiness, you can dream of it, from now on, I, An Lan, you don't want to touch a finger, my life; I'm in charge. ”
The moment the loud voice fell, the vine in her hand sent her directly to the high slope opposite.
She landed firmly on the ground and let go of the vine in her hand.
When she took a step and was about to leave, Fang Lotus's voice came from behind: "I pulled you so big with a handful of and urine, you should be a cow and a horse, and I should sell you to Xiao Cripple now, and you should also ...... Ah, my silver, and the dead girl's household capital, the household capital is gone, and the silver is gone, why don't you hurry up and chase it for me, chase it! ”
An Lan sneered and left quickly!
When that group of people caught up, there was no longer Liu Anlan.
At this moment, a man dressed in black walked out of the bamboo forest, and he headed in the direction of An Lan.
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In the evening, steep cliffs.
A girl dressed in tatters climbed down the rock, and soon reached her destination, the girl reached out to pick the red herbs next to her right hand, but this was still a little short.
She leaned forward, and finally grasped the herb with her hand, but the rattan she was holding in her other hand also broke in an instant.
The girl's eyes quickly grasped the convex stone of the cliff, and then stabilized her body.
At this time, she subconsciously looked back.
The cliff is bottomless, and if you fall down, you must not break the corpse.
She put the herb in her mouth and bit it, taking a deep breath to get ready to go up.
Can......
When An Lan looked up, someone from above threw a rope down, and then a child's voice sounded: "Sister, grab the rope, we will pull you up." ”
An Lan looked at the rope that was hanging down, reached out and grabbed the rope and pulled it gently, the rope was sure to be very strong, and An Lan let go of his other hand.
The person above pulled her up directly.
When he reached the top of the cliff, An Lan found that there was an adult man on the cliff.
He was standing not far from her, reeling in the rope.
And the person who called her up just now was a six-year-old child, with handsome facial features and a thin body.
He walked in her direction, squatted in front of An Lan, and asked, "Sister, why did you run down to collect medicine by yourself, it's dangerous down there, don't go to such a dangerous place by yourself in the future." ”
An Lan was surprised that the child was not frightened by her ugly face, but dissuaded her.
She took the herb out of her mouth, lowered her head, and pulled her trouser leg high, revealing a wound that was already rotten.
"I heard that this herb can remove saprophytic muscles, and if my injury is not treated, I'm afraid this leg will be wasted."
Guan Liu looked down and saw a long opening on the back of his left calf, and the wound turned out to pus because it was not treated in time.
He let out a low sigh: "This leg is not lightly injured." ”
Then he turned his head and looked at the man: "Brother." ”
The man had put the rope in the basket and walked briskly.
After approaching, his gaze swept over An Lan's legs lightly, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: "You can't use this herb for this injury!" ”