She looked around, "If I'm not mistaken, we're still in the deep forest."
She wandered the woods every day, not aimlessly. She had remembered at least eighty percent of the paths she'd taken.
If it wasn't a memory issue, then someone really entered the deep forest.
It wasn't a hunter.
A hunter's footsteps wouldn't be so restless.
It was a mess.
Suddenly, a short exclamation reached Lu Jingzhi's ears.
She restrained the leisurely look in her eyes and swiftly dodged obstacles, rushing towards the source of the sound. After two steps, she felt something was wrong.
It was a bit heavy.
Looking down, she was still dragging the tied-up roe deer in her hand.
Without hesitation, Lu Jingzhi threw it away and sprinted towards the direction at the fastest speed possible.
If the distinct sound of a child that had just entered her ears was already making her anxious, the faint smell of blood that now lingered around her nose was even more stimulating to her heart.
