The purpose of his trip was to gain experience. Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles.

This is indeed his plan, and this is what he told his grandfather.

but,

He has his own selfish motives.

The selfish intention was nothing more than coming to the shore to look for his parents.

From the time he was sensible, he knew that he was the little master of the house, and he was followed by servants, maids and women all respecting and supporting him.

But in private, he heard other people's comments several times.

It turns out that he is not grandpa's biological grandson, he was brought back from the shore by grandpa.

No one in the house knew who his biological parents were. Once, he got the old housekeeper next to his grandfather drunk and got a clue from the old housekeeper.

It turned out that he was not the heir of a wealthy family as others had guessed. He was brought back to the island by his grandfather to raise him because of changes in his family.

He is not the child of his grandfather's enemy, nor is he the prince or grandson of the former prince who was saddled with a blood feud in some drama.

He was just an abandoned baby that his grandfather picked up from the cliff of a mountain.

Yes, abandoned baby.

He is an abandoned child!

"She is not your mother, but she can be so kind to you..."

The little boy looked at Ping'er, then at Huahua, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear.

"Little brother, what are you talking about? Louder, I can't hear you." Huahua said.

The little boy came back to his senses and shook his head.

"Just drop me off in front." He suddenly pointed to an intersection at the foot of the mountain ahead and said loudly.

Ping'er was surprised for a moment, "That intersection ahead? There are barren mountains and ridges, and there is no village in sight..."

The little boy said: "I am familiar with this area. My home is in a nearby mountain village. Every time I come back from the city, my grandfather will wait for me in the woods over there."

"Is that so..." Ping'er was still a little worried, but looking at the barren mountains and mountains, she was also a little scared and didn't dare to move around.

"Thank you for giving me a ride. It's time for me to get off the car." The little boy stood up and bowed to Ping'er.

The carriage stopped, Ping'er got out of the car and hugged the little boy. Huahua also gave all her bag of snacks to the little boy.

The two mothers were still a little worried when they saw the little boy limping and disappearing on the mountain road covered with weeds.

The coachman urged: "Let's go quickly, this place has been uneasy recently, there are bandits."

Bandits?

Hearing the word "bandit", Ping'er and Huahua quickly got on the carriage, and the carriage started driving again.

In the carriage, Huahua was so frightened that she huddled in Ping'er's arms: "Aunt Ping, do you think that little brother from before will not encounter bandits?"

Ping'er said: "He said that he was born and raised in this area, so he shouldn't be able to do it."

Besides, bandits usually only want to steal money and sex, so there is no need to go to that trouble for a poor little boy.

Thinking of the word calamity, Ping'er shuddered and urged the coachman to go faster. She quickly drove past here and it was a little safer when she got on the official road in front.

However, many things will come to you the more you are afraid of something.

The carriage suddenly braked hard, and Ping'er and Huahua in the carriage almost shook out.

Ping'er's forehead hit the armrest inside the car, and her forehead became red and swollen at that time.

"Brother Coachman, what's going on?"

Ping'er asked, rubbing her sore forehead.

The coachman's voice trembled: "Mountain, bandit!"

"ah?"

Ping'er was shocked. She lifted a corner of the curtain in the carriage and peeked out secretly.

Sure enough, there were people standing in the middle of the road ahead, on the big rocks on both sides of the road, in the grass, and under the trees.

There are all men, some are broad-shouldered and round-waisted, and some are big and thick.

Everyone's face was covered with black triangular scarves, and they were holding knives, pig-butchering knives, watermelon knives, etc. Those who had iron rods put them on their shoulders, and they all looked at the car with ferocious faces.

A flimsy carriage.

"In the car, get off!"

The leader of the bandit shouted loudly, and the steel knife in his hand reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

The driver was so frightened that he rolled off the carriage and knelt on the ground, kowtowing to the bandits and begging for mercy.

In the carriage, Ping'er and Huahua were also so scared that they hugged each other and trembled all over.

Huahua cried in fright, and the sound spread outside, which made the bandits even more excited.

"Haha, is there a little girl? Let me take a look and see if there are any old ladies left!"

The leader of the bandit strode to the carriage carrying a steel knife, lifting up the curtain with the steel knife in his hand.

The sun shone into the car together with his sight, and his sight was immediately brighter than the noon sunlight.

"Wow, hahaha, now you're in trouble, you're such a smart little lady, I'll snatch her back and make her the boss's wife."

Just when one of his dirty hands touched Ping'er's face in the carriage, a cold light suddenly flashed over.

The guy in the lead felt as if his wrist had been cut by something. The pain made him howl and retract his hand.

On his wrist, there was a scratched wound, and blood was still pouring out.

"Who the hell is sneaking up on me? Come out, get out!"

He covered his injured hand and quickly stepped back, letting the brothers under his hands climb up the wall and block him in front of him like a human wall.

"If you have the guts to come out, don't hide and sneak around...ah!"

Before he could finish the last word, another cold light flashed by, and a bloody gash suddenly appeared on his upper and lower lips.

The blood was pouring down, and it was completely cut from the nose down. At first glance, it looked like a hare lip.

"Woo..."

The leader of the bandits covered his bleeding mouth and no longer cared about robbing Ping'er and the others, and ran away in a mess.

Here, the frightened coachman quickly climbed onto the carriage, waved his whip and rushed forward as if he was dying.

It wasn't until the carriage drove several miles and reached the official road that Ping'er and Huahua in the carriage came back to their senses.

"Aunt Ping, I'm so scared..." Huahua cried.

Ping'er also looked shocked.

She hugged Huahua tightly and said in a trembling voice: "It's okay, it's okay, someone is helping us secretly."

Who could it be?

Ping'er was puzzled, but she didn't have the time to think about it now. She just wanted to leave here as soon as possible and return to Changping Village as soon as possible.

At the foot of the mountain.

After the bandits retreated, a small figure walked out from behind a nearby big tree.

Yes, he is the little boy just now.

The little boy looked at the direction in which the carriage was going, and the corners of his lips curved in pleasure.

He lowered his head and looked at the snacks in his other hand. It turned out that helping others also made him happy.

The little boy turned his gaze to the direction where the bandits had left, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

As soon as his feet slipped, his figure suddenly turned into a gust of wind and disappeared into the forest.

The bandits were escaping when suddenly, the mountain wind carried the sound into their ears.

"Help, help..."

"Second Master, listen, someone is calling for help!"
Chapter completed!