"Death Valley?"

The girl's eyes widened and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"Do you know where?"

Lin Mo looked at the girl's reaction and his heart moved.

This place was discovered by him from the memories of the Thousand Faces Man.

However, there is no way to know the exact location of this place.

Because the memory of this place in the other person's mind was either banned or forcibly erased by someone.

Even with the help of the Atlas of Sinful Spirits, Lin Mo couldn't find the exact location.

He asked other killers, but they didn't know either.

Because since they left there, they have never returned.

And when he came out, he was knocked unconscious and sent out.

I have to say that Huangquanyin did a very good job of keeping secrets.

"I don't know." The girl shook her head, "But Mr. Natsume in the village must know."

"Old Si?"

This was the first time Lin Mo heard this title and he felt a little curious.

"She is the oldest and most respected chieftain in our village, and she knows a lot of things that we don't know."

The girl patiently explained, "How about you come back to the village with me first, and then I'll take you to ask Lao Si?"

Lin Mo thought for a moment and felt that this method was feasible: "Okay."

For the first time, a bright smile appeared on the girl's face.

"hiss!"

At this moment, the girl suddenly let out a soft cry and frowned slightly.

Looking down, Lin Mo discovered that the girl's feet were rubbed and bleeding.

He took out a pair of shoes from somewhere and handed them to the other person: "Put them on."

"Thank you, benefactor."

The girl took the shoes and looked at Lin Mo gratefully.

"Don't call me benefactor, it sounds weird. Just call me Lin Mo."

Lin Mo waved his hand.

"Brother Lin."

The girl called out sweetly, and then introduced herself, "My name is Yiman, and I'm from the Butterfly Valley Hua Miao lineage. This time I came down the mountain with my senior sister to attend the market. I passed by here and wanted to drink some tea, but someone drugged me..."

As she spoke, her mood became a little low, and a trace of sadness appeared on her face.

"People cannot be resurrected after death, so sorry."

Lin Mo looked at the girl with a hint of comfort in his tone.

"Thank you."

Yiman nodded slightly, tears glistening in her eyes.

She bit her lips tightly, trying not to cry out.

But her slightly trembling shoulders still revealed her inner grief.

The two of them walked one after the other in silence for a long while.

On the way, Lin Mo seemed to be casually asking about Yiman's background.

Yiman did not hide anything and told the story slowly.

It turns out that most of the people living in Butterfly Valley are women with rough fates.

Some are lonely, homeless and have no place to live.

Some were ruthlessly abandoned by their heartless husbands.

Some of them could not bear the domestic violence anymore and escaped secretly.

In short, this is a village built by a group of women who supported each other and kept each other warm, and they found a place to stay in this chaotic world.

The most powerful person in the village is Lao Si Natsume, who has a very high prestige.

The second is the tribe leader Duoa, who is young and capable, and manages the village in an orderly manner.

The two chatted.

Just then, a rustling sound suddenly came from the grass ahead, which seemed particularly abrupt on this quiet road.

Yiman suddenly became alert and looked at Lin Mo at a loss.

She thought there was some ferocious beast hiding inside.

Lin Mo signaled her not to be afraid.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a panic-stricken girl rushed out from inside.

The girl looked only twelve or thirteen years old, with fear and exhaustion on her face.

Her hair was disheveled on her shoulders and her clothes were torn in several places by tree branches.

When the girl first saw Lin Mo and Yiman, she seemed to be frightened.

His eyes widened and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

But when she saw Yiman beside Lin Mo, she suddenly cried out "Wow" and burst into tears.

The cry was heart-wrenching, as if it wanted to vent all the fear and grievances in his heart.

"Sister Aman... our Hua Miao..."

Before she could finish her words, her eyes rolled up and she fell straight down.

Lin Mo was quick-witted and quick-handed. He rushed forward and held the man firmly.

"What happened to A-Cha?"

Seeing this, Yiman looked at Lin Mo anxiously, her eyes full of worry and anxiety, like an ant on a hot pan.

He gently stroked the other person's body with his hand, and then said calmly: "It's okay, it's just some inferior poison, don't worry."

After saying that, Yiman didn’t know what method Lin Mo used. She only saw him tapping the girl’s body with his fingers a few times.

A'Cha, the girl who had been in a coma just now, let out a groan and slowly opened her eyes.

"Sister Aman..."

The first thing she saw was Yiman, and her eyes suddenly turned red, with tears bursting out like a flood.

Yiman asked anxiously, "What did you say happened to our Hua Miao just now?"

The young girl Ah Cha sobbed and said, "Our village... our village is almost finished!"

"what?!"

Yiman suddenly felt dizzy, her vision went dark, and her body began to shake involuntarily.

If Lin Mo hadn't been quick enough to hold her, she would have fallen headfirst to the ground.

After a long while, Yiman managed to calm down and asked anxiously, "Acha, what happened in the village? Tell me clearly!"

Ah Cha had already burst into tears, sobbing as she said, "The Bai Miao gang, led by Lu Qing, broke into the village.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Natsume Laosi asked me and the clan leader to escape quickly.

But halfway through the journey, the pursuers caught up with us. In order to protect us, the tribe leader took a few tribesmen to cover our retreat.

But I was so flustered at the time that I got separated from them, and I don’t know how the tribe leader and the others are doing now…”

Thinking that her own people might be suffering from brutal slaughter by the Bai Miao, Yiman's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

She gritted her teeth, her eyes revealing determination, and said: "I will go back to save them, even if it costs me my life! Even if I die, I will die with them!"

"Sister Aman, you can't change anything if you go back!"

The young girl A-Cha was extremely anxious and held Yiman's arm tightly with both hands, fearing that she would run back and die in a moment of impulse.

At this moment, A-Cha seemed to suddenly think of something and realized belatedly that something was wrong.

She asked with a puzzled look on her face: "Sister A'man, where is Sister A'an? Why isn't she with you? Didn't you two go down the mountain together?"

"Senior sister, she..."

Yiman's expression dimmed instantly.

She slowly lowered her head, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Finally, under the girl A-Cha's relentless questioning.

Yiman took a deep breath, suppressed her grief, and slowly told what had happened.

"We passed by a teahouse and wanted to take a break, but we didn't expect it to be a black shop that was murderous for money. Our sister... was killed..."

Before she could finish her words, Yiman burst into tears.

"Sister An..."

The young girl, A-Cha, was in tears and looked extremely sad.

Yiman also shed tears beside her, and the two sisters hugged each other and cried.

Suddenly, Yiman seemed to have thought of something.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Lin Mo.

Her eyes were full of expectation and hope.

Because she had witnessed Lin Mo's power with her own eyes.

Earlier in the back kitchen of that black shop, Lin Mo faced that ferocious-looking man, and his moves were as fast as lightning.

He dealt with the big man as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

The movements were clean and neat, without any drag, so the strength must be very strong.

She pondered in her heart.

With Lin Mo's help, even if there is no way to defeat Bai Miao, they will surely be able to withstand Bai Miao's fierce attack.

Buy a glimmer of hope for the village, giving the tribesmen time to escape or organize a counterattack.

Thinking of this, Yiman plucked up her courage and said in a pleading tone: "Brother Lin, can you help us? Our village is in danger now, and only you can save us."

Lin Mo crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and asked coldly: "Why should I help you?"