Why did you provoke me?

Yu Meng swallowed back what she was about to say because of Zhang Zhen's attitude.

A moment later, Si Jiu and Si San Er arrived at Yu Meng's room carrying bowls and plates.

"That's all we have in the kitchen. We made it ourselves, so we don't even know if it tastes good."

Zhang Zhen quickly stood up and helped set the table. "Was no one in the kitchen? Why did you get back so quickly?"

"There are people here. We paid extra," Si Jiu said nonchalantly.

"Eat up, then we'll leave." Yu Meng was the first to pick up her chopsticks.

"Where to?" Zhang Zhen asked in a low voice.

Neither 432 nor 49 spoke; they still couldn't be casual in front of Yu Meng.

"It is said that there is a forbidden area within the boundaries of Fucheng. Even locals rarely go in that direction."

"That place? I've actually been paying attention to it. Once, I went there on purpose, but I was stopped by someone." Zhang Zhen nodded in agreement.

"Why not go at night? That way, your whereabouts won't be easily detected."

"How can you see the layout clearly in the dark?" Si Jiu couldn't help but interject.

"But in broad daylight? It seems too conspicuous."

Si Jiu smiled mysteriously. "As long as he doesn't fire a shot the moment he sees us, then it's not a problem."

After finishing their meal, the group changed into clothes that resembled those worn by the locals. Then they headed towards the mountain path lined with pink wildflowers.

Following local custom, Yu Meng wore a floral crown woven from flower branches on her head. Dressed in local girl's clothing, as long as she didn't speak, she looked virtually indistinguishable from other girls from a distance.

But clearly, this disguise failed to fool those who were following her. The four of them entered the flower-lined path without encountering any resistance.

Si Jiu followed behind Yu Meng. "Fifty meters ahead, there was an old woman humming a song while picking flowers."

Zhang Zhen, who was keeping watch ahead, also heard Si Jiu's words. He touched the thing in his palm; he didn't think it was a coincidence that such an old man was here at this time.

Yu Meng nodded without speaking. She silently released the lines and wrapped them around the soles of her feet.

After turning a small bend, the flowers turned white, still growing in clusters. Yu Meng smiled and called out, "Grandma, what are you planning to do with so many flowers?"

"Oh dear, little girl, how did you get here? If it weren't for Ah Hu watching over you today, you must have run off somewhere again." The old man muttered under his breath.

"There are a few locust trees with edible flowers right here. Don't go any further in, or you'll get lost."

"Grandma, the flowers here are so beautiful. I'll just look at them, I won't eat them," Yu Meng said, her eyes crinkling.

"Sigh, there's nothing further in. If you want to see flowers, you have to go to the flower sea over there." The old man pointed in a direction.

"Thank you, Grandma." Yu Meng turned and went in that direction.

The old man stood under the tree, motionless for a long time. Suddenly, a boy slid down from a nearby tree.

"Grandma, why are you pointing people that way? The markings on their bodies don't indicate that they should go that way."

"Let's go home, I'll make you some steamed buns." Then, as if explaining, "She wants to see the flowers; isn't there a sea of ​​flowers over there?"

After the old man and the boy left, Yu Meng and the others stood up from the bushes not far away.

"It seems there are several factions here," Zhang Zhen said, looking at Yu Meng. "Which way?"

"Since someone has given us directions, let's go check it out."

If you're just sightseeing, the scenery here is really nice. Looking out, the endless sea of ​​flowers seems to have no end. Standing on high ground, each flowering tree seems to have its own territory. They are not so scattered and orderly, but rather in clusters with very clear boundaries.

"I've never seen a flowering tree from such a height before. It looks a bit like cauliflower." Si Jiu smacked his lips. They had just eaten some, stir-fried with meat, and it smelled delicious.

Yu Meng pointed to a patch of low flowering trees, "See that? That's the dividing line. Maybe we'll encounter something interesting after we cross that line."

"Let's go. If we encounter danger, don't worry about me. Just create chaos."

"That won't do. My job is to be your bodyguard," Zhang Zhen objected.

"Can a bodyguard decide his own actions?" Si Jiu retorted to Zhang Zhen, dissatisfied.

Zhang Zhen wanted to say something more, but in the end, he kept quiet. He still wasn't quite used to his new role.

Yu Meng was the first to disappear into the sea of ​​flowers.

"Zhang Zhen, if you're really worried about Teacher Yu, then you'd better hurry up and do your thing. That way you'll have a reason to go see Teacher Yu." After saying that, Si San Er also left, but not in the direction of Yu Meng.

"Just a heads-up, if you encounter a bone painter, you'd better stay away; they're very difficult to deal with." Si Jiu also left.

Zhang Zhen frowned, somewhat puzzled. It seemed that none of them were worried about Yu Meng's safety.

Yu Meng was very fast, and her Overlord sensed the presence of its kind.

Sitting in the treehouse, Wu Lanhua slowly opened her eyes, somewhat puzzled, as this place didn't usually attract many visitors.

Seeing that her own lines had already entered a state of alert, she was surprised. Who was this person who came? They seemed very unfriendly.

The tentacles of the Tyrant Line stretched out long, with tips like whips, lashing out repeatedly.

Yu Meng laughed. "Are you provoking me?"

The overlord line seemed to understand Yu Meng's words, its tip straightened, and it swayed left and right.

The witch orchid had descended from the treehouse to the ground beneath the tree. Her lines hung suspended three meters in front of her; it was a peculiar flower. At first glance, it resembled a real flower, but upon closer inspection, the petals were not perfectly woven. There were no veins within them, or rather, the veins were not so perfect. The petals were not of a single shape; it was as if five different petals were pieced together.

Yu Meng looked at the person standing under the flowering tree. He was in his forties, with a rosy complexion, and had his hair casually tied into a bun with a wooden hairpin.

Wu Lanhua didn't look at Yu Meng, but instead looked at her domineering features, and then smiled.

They're practically the same, both very distinctive! She just doesn't like the same things.

"I am Wu Lan Hua. Who is this young friend?" Wu Lan Hua spoke first, her voice gentle.

"I'm a tourist from out of town. An old lady told me that the flower fields here were beautiful and pointed me here."

"Young friend, it's always best to carefully consider what strangers say before acting."

"Is there something wrong with that? I just came to see the flowers, I'm not going to do anything." Yu Meng shrugged, indicating that she didn't understand.

"Don't you think these flowers and trees covering the hillsides are beautiful?"

Yu Meng nodded. "It's beautiful, I like it very much."

"I planted them all; I've been planting them since I was twelve years old."

Yu Meng looked around. "Weren't they growing naturally? Did you plant them all?"

"Twelve years ago, this was just a wasteland, with hardly any grass growing here. Later, the clan chief assigned me this place as a mission. My mother said that daughters are like flowers, always the most beautiful. So I started planting all these flowering trees."

Yu Meng looked at the woman who spoke softly, "To be able to grow such beautiful flowering trees in this barren place, you must have put in a lot of effort?"

"Is this the culmination of half a lifetime's work?" Wu Lanhua smiled smugly.

"How did you do that? Is there a secret?"

Wu Lanhua smiled, "Of course there are, but you might not want to know."