Natsume Laoji felt a little helpless.

She had already described Death Valley as being so dangerous, but Lin Mo still insisted on going his own way.

It seems that I can't persuade him.

Natsume sighed and said, "One hundred miles southwest, there is a line of sky formed by two high peaks. Behind the line of sky is the entrance to Death Valley."

"Thank you."

Lin Mo clasped his fists in thanks, his expression not wavering at all.

"Brother Lin, you're not leaving now, are you?"

Seeing this, Yiman couldn't help but ask, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Young man, it's getting late today, why don't you stay in our village for a night and leave tomorrow."

Natsume Laosi also tried to persuade him to stay.

Her words showed that she really wanted Lin Mo to stay overnight.

At the same time, they were also worried that the people from Qianhu Miao Village would come back.

I want Lin Mo to leave later to provide extra protection.

Lin Mo thought about it and felt that it was okay, so he nodded and agreed.

"Well, I'll just bother you for one night."

"Yiman, take Young Master Lin to rest first." Duoa ordered.

Yiman nodded and said to Lin Mo with a smile: "Brother Lin, please follow me."

As he spoke, he led Lin Mo towards a group of well-arranged buildings.

The architectural style here is no different from that of ordinary Miao villages.

The wooden houses are scattered around in an orderly manner, and the rising smoke is intertwined with the veil-like mist, giving people a feeling of tranquility and peace.

However, women wearing traditional Miao costumes can be seen everywhere here.

He, a grown man, suddenly appeared here, which seemed a bit out of place.

Yet, he showed no sign of restraint or discomfort.

His expression was calm and his steps were steady.

The women all knew that it was he who helped and broke the siege of the village.

Their hearts were filled with respect for him and they all looked at him with gratitude and friendliness.

Even the innocent children would stop and bow to him when they saw him.

Yiman took Lin Mo to an ancient stilt house.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Mo smelled a faint but pleasant fragrance.

"this is my room."

Yiman's face flushed and she looked a little shy.

Before Lin Mo could speak, she lowered her head hastily, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "I...I'll go get you some water to wash up."

After saying that, she ran out in a hurry like a frightened deer.

Lin Mo looked around. The decoration in the room was full of a strong girlish style, with bright colors and a warm layout.

He smiled and did not choose to sleep on the soft bed. Instead, he spread out the bedding on the ground and slept on the floor.

On the other side, Yiman was busy fetching water when she suddenly heard brisk footsteps behind her.

She looked back and saw that it was A-Cha running towards her.

"Sister Xiaoman, Lao Si asked you to go over."

A-Cha said breathlessly.

"What does she want from me?"

Yiman frowned in confusion.

"I don't know." Ah Cha shook his head. "You'll know when you go there."

"Then help me deliver this basin of water to Brother Lin."

Yiman said this and handed the wooden basin in her hand to A-Cha.

Ah Cha took the basin but did not leave immediately. Instead, he winked and smiled, "Sister Xiao Man, you call me Brother Lin all the time. You are so happy. Are you interested in him?"

"Ah? Where is it?"

Yiman's face suddenly turned red to her ears, and she quickly lowered her head to hide her shyness.

"Actually, it's nothing."

Ah Cha said seriously, "I like him too. He is the most handsome man I have ever seen since I was a child. He is also very good at martial arts. He saved our entire village. He is a great hero. Who wouldn't like him?"

"You little girl, you are such a smart kid!"

Yiman smiled and pinched A-Cha's nose, jokingly saying.

"Okay, okay, I won't chat with you anymore. I'm going to go find Lao Si."

After saying that, Yiman left in a hurry.

After a while, they arrived at the quaint bamboo building in the deepest part of the village.

The bamboo building is hidden among the green bamboo forest, exuding a sense of mystery and tranquility.

She felt a little nervous, worried that Lao Si was still blaming her for running back to the village without permission today.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but bite her lips lightly.

Taking a deep breath, Yiman slowly raised her hand and gently knocked on the slightly old bamboo door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

"come in."

The old and steady voice of Natsume Laoji came from inside.

She gently pushed open the bamboo door and walked in.

I saw Natsume Laosi sitting quietly at the table, holding a pipe in his hand and smoking slowly.

The old face was looming in the wisps of green smoke.

"Boss, you're looking for me?"

Yiman spoke cautiously.

"sit down."

Natsume Laoji raised his head slightly and pointed to the chair next to him, his eyes calm and gentle.

Yiman sat down as she was told, her body sitting straight, her hands unconsciously tugging at the corners of her clothes.

Natsume slowly put down his pipe, his eyes fell on Yiman, and he slowly said, "Aman, I can see that you have a good impression of the person who escorted you back today, right?"

"what?"

When Yiman heard this, her head buzzed and she was stunned for a moment.

She widened her eyes and looked at Natsume Laosi with a blank face, wondering in her heart.

Why would Mr. Si suddenly ask this out of the blue?

"Answer me, is it right or wrong?"

Natsume Laoji stared at Yiman.

Yiman lowered her head in panic, her eyes dodging, not daring to look her in the face. She just stammered, "I didn't, I just..."

The words came to my lips, but I didn't know how to explain them.

In Butterfly Valley, the village has clear rules that strictly prohibit women like them from having emotional entanglements with men outside.

This rule is like an invisible shackle that binds everyone's heart and makes them dare not cross the line in the slightest.

Natsume waved his hand gently, with a look of understanding in his eyes, and said slowly: "You don't have to explain, I can still see that. I didn't say anything, I can guess what you are thinking."

After a pause, Natsume Laoji's eyes revealed a hint of appreciation, and he continued, "If I were a few decades younger, I might also admire such a man.

He is outstanding in both appearance and temperament.

The most important thing is that he is so skilled at such a young age.

Which young man doesn't admire Ai? Which young girl doesn't have spring in her heart?

What's more, he saved your life.

It's perfectly normal for you to have feelings for him."

Yiman widened her eyes again, unable to believe her ears.

These words actually came from the mouth of Natsume Laoji, who has always been stubborn and strict in governing the village.

In the past, if Lao Si knew that a girl in the village had fallen in love with a man outside, he would definitely be furious.

But today, Lao Si was so calm, without any anger on his face.

This abnormal attitude made Yiman feel more and more uneasy.

I couldn't help but wonder: What on earth is Mr. Si up to?

"Master, you...what do you mean?"

Yiman finally couldn't help it and asked carefully.