บท 1790: Total Strangers

Feng Jiu hummed the Orchid Grass song while following the current downstream. Without singing the lyrics, the brisk tune made her footsteps light and graceful. There was something different in her mood.

While humming, she used a stick in her hand to beat the weeds on the side of the mountain road. Occasionally, she brushed away the twigs and vines that blocked the path. On the way down, although she didn't see anyone, her divine sense, released by her earlier, had long been aware of those people.

The only person she met in these parts was the man who had come up to fetch water. Now, she knew without thinking that they were there. And sure enough, as she went down humming a song, she found them all about to leave.

"Big Brother, we meet again."

She grinned and waved to him, sweeping her glance unobtrusively towards the other members of the party. Finally, she set her sight at the middle-aged man in his fifties and then looked away.