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As Misha had expected, Sang Qingxiao and the two little ones were having too much fun to think about going back. After resting in the tent for a night, they set off into the mountains again early the next morning, singing strange tunes.
Look, this is Zong Leaf, which refers to the leaves of the bamboo plant. This bamboo grows in a bushy form, with leaves that are wider and thicker than ordinary bamboo leaves, and its unique fragrance is even more pronounced.
Misha picked up a Zong Leaf and sniffed it. "Are you planning to make a dish similar to bamboo rice?"
Indeed, it was true. The rice was different; one contained regular rice while the other was filled with glutinous rice. The filling could also vary. "Misha, just mentioning bamboo rice makes me crave it. Let's chop down some more bamboo."
Leaving Misha to cut bamboo, Sang Qingxiao took the two little ones to gather wild fruits, pick mushrooms, and hunt for game. Summer was the season for wild fruits, with hairy peaches, mountain cherries, and wild loquats in abundance. Their high acidity and low sweetness made the two little ones grimace after tasting them.
When they encountered mulberries, although they were also sweet and sour, the sweetness was more pronounced. The little ones' mouths and hands turned black-purple from eating them, and they giggled uncontrollably.
Sang Qingxiao was infected by their laughter and smiled along with them. However, Misha noticed that Sang Qingxiao suddenly froze while laughing and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
"Old Vine sent word for me to rescue someone—oh no, I mean to rescue a spirit," she replied urgently.
"I'll go with you."
Sang Qingxiao realized that the situation was somewhat far away—on the other side of the mountain—and instructed, "Hold onto the two kids tightly and stay close to me."
Once again drawing symbols in mid-air, she quickly produced two talismans: one for herself and another that Misha stuck on her back.
Misha felt a lightness wash over her as she kept pace with Sang Qingxiao. They had barely taken a step when she discovered the magic of this talisman; with just a slight lift of her foot, they crossed dozens of meters in an instant. This talisman seemed to work similarly to a shrinking spell.
Following Sang Qingxiao across lakes, rocky piles, marshes, and cliff edges felt as easy as walking on flat ground. After just a few hundred steps, they arrived at the scene of trouble. They found a dense thicket where they crouched down to observe from afar.
A leopard-patterned cloak? Is that from the Northern Expeditionary Army?
Sang Qingxiao had only heard of the leopard-patterned cloaks of the Northern Expeditionary Army but had never seen one before. However, Misha recognized it immediately after traveling extensively over the years.
Sang Qingxiao recalled that Qi Lang had mentioned before that after several years of battles, Marquis Wu Yuan had returned and conferred titles upon Qi Xiaomian. He then found an excuse to call back his own family’s long-serving warrior Sanzi Zhou Yunjin while leveraging Qi Xiaomian's recent title to create a dual-marquis situation.
Calculating the timeline, it indeed pointed to the Northern Expeditionary Army; however, this unit's battle attire looked extraordinary—it must be composed of elite soldiers from a larger army. But why would such a group of hundreds surround an injured woman?
Misha added thoughtfully, "This woman is gravely injured. Old Vine mentioned rescuing a spirit; could it be her?"
Sang Qingxiao hesitated, saying, "We're too far away. I can't tell if she's a demon or a human. How about we wait a bit longer? What if Old Vine's judgment is off and she's actually a malicious demon?"
The main concern was that Zhou Yunjin, who was part of the Northern Expeditionary Army, and Qi Xiaomian from the Western Expeditionary Army both had excellent reputations among the people. Without knowing the truth, acting rashly could disrupt the army's important matters and lead to endless troubles.
But she couldn't hold on much longer. Where was Old Vine? Didn't you say you could summon it?
Misha felt inexplicably anxious as she searched for Old Vine, and just then, Old Vine appeared on its own.
"Why are you two still chatting? Hurry up and save her!"
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