Zhou Qin said sympathetically, "ah, I thought you were juyazi, but I didn't think you were not. Were you punished by juyazi to draw water here?"

The woman laughed: "yes, you're so smart. You're right when you guess."

Zhou Qin saw that the other party was kind and polite. Although she didn't look very beautiful, her face was soft, and her hands and feet showed a different kind of quiet spirit. Her resentment gradually dissipated. Zhou Qin said, "you are also very smart. You know I was chased up the mountain at a glance. Why don't you catch me?"

The woman smiled and shook her head. "I'm not interested in your things, but your hostility is obvious. Look, the dead here are looking at you." she pointed around.

When Zhou Qin looked around, he saw that the tombstones surrounded by forests stood silently. There was no ghost, but it happened that there was an incomparable threat in the silent silence, which made her hair stand on end.

Zhou Qin secretly fought a cold war. She asked, "I'm also forced to be helpless... Forget it, I want to ask you, do you know where juyazi is? I want to see her."

The woman stopped drawing water and looked at Zhou Qin carefully with great interest. She asked, "what do you want to see her for?"

Zhou Qin said, "a while ago, she sent a letter to my master. Now I send a letter back."

The woman smiled: "so it is, I understand." she pointed to a deep and secret path behind her and said, "if you go from here and go 200 meters inside, you will see a wooden house. There is it. There is juyazi."

Zhou Qin held her hand with one hand. Shi Daoist etiquette thanked her, and then walked all the way inside.

Not long after she left, a little girl came out of the house. The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with red lips and white teeth and beautiful appearance. She was an orange child who had attended the lotus picking conference and was slapped and cried by Li Yundong.

The orange child stepped on the wooden clogs and ran all the way to the woman. He asked curiously, "grandma, why don't you show her the wrong way? Why tell her mother's place?"

Orange child's grandmother bowed her head and smiled: "silly child, she has gone the wrong way, but how can she go the wrong way again?"

The orange child blinked: "but she is our enemy!"

Orange child's grandmother laughed: "there is no eternal enemy or forever friend, orange child, you should remember this sentence!"

The orange child pouted in displeasure: "don't be friends with them! They made my mother miserable by many people, and I was miserable by my mother. I hate it!"

Orange's grandmother shook her head and smiled helplessly and said, "more than ten years ago, I was a good friend with their masters. Alas, I didn't expect it to be like this now. I didn't expect it!"

The orange child widened his eyes and said strangely, "really, grandma? I've never heard of you! Who do you mean by these people? Don't you mean the hateful Li Yundong?"