In his yard, Doctor Zhang hummed a small song while sorting out the new medicinal materials. The rich aroma of medicine spreads, causing butterflies to dance.

Not far away, Li Hunter is guiding young hunters to make traps. His agile figure is as flexible as a cheetah, and his cheerful laughter echoes in the mountains.

Under the leadership of Elder Chen, the children shook their heads and recited ancient books. The tender reading sound was crisp and pleasant, flowing like a clear spring in the mountains.

During the village planning and construction process, Xiaohong accidentally discovered an ancient map. On the yellowed parchment, intricate lines outline an unknown area, marked with strange symbols, as if hidden unknown secrets.

"What is this?" Xiaohong asked curiously, with an excited light flashing in her eyes.

Luo Xiaoyu, who came here after hearing the sound, grabbed the map and looked at it carefully. She frowned and muttered to herself: "This place... seems to have never heard of it before."

The news spread rapidly throughout the village like wings. The villagers gathered together and talked about the map. The atmosphere was as warm as a pot of boiling hot water.

"Can this be a treasure map?" Luo Xiaoyu's eyes shone and she couldn't wait to set out for the adventure.

"I think we should build agricultural tools first and develop agriculture so that everyone's lives can be more stable." Zhao Blacksmith said in a muffled voice, his dark face full of pragmatism.

"But it is also important to explore unknown places!" Luo Xiaoyu argued with reason, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

The two of them refused to give in to each other, and the voices became louder and louder, and they were about to start a quarrel.

Grandma Lin and Doctor Zhang hurriedly stepped forward to persuade, trying to calm the debate.

"Stop quarrel, everyone has their own reasons." Grandma Lin said kindly, "We should discuss it carefully and find a suitable solution."

"Yes, unity is the most important thing." Zhang Langzhong also agreed.

Xiaohong's fingers slid gently on the map, her eyes focused, as if she had been in that mysterious land, and her heart was filled with expectations for the unknown.

Just then, a gust of wind suddenly hit...

The strong wind whistled, rolling up the fallen leaves and dust on the ground, forming a rotating vortex, sweeping the ancient map into the air.

Everyone exclaimed, and watched the image of a broken kite flying into the distance.

"Map!" Luo Xiaoyu screamed and chased after him, and the others followed closely behind and ran hard.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the map is rising and falling, as if deliberately teasing the people chasing it.

They walked through the fields, over the streams, and through the woods, panting and sweating.

Just as we were about to catch the map, a strong wind blew it into the higher sky and finally fell into a bottomless canyon.

"Ah!" Everyone stood in despair on the edge of the cliff, looking at the bottom of the valley, the map had disappeared without a trace, as if their hope had fallen with it.

Xiaohong's face was pale and her lips were trembling. She tried her best to go down and search, but was stopped by everyone.

"It's too dangerous, Xiaohong!" Grandma Lin grabbed her arm tightly, "The bottom of the valley is too deep, and life will be in danger if it goes down!"

"But, map..." Xiaohong's voice choked and tears rolled in her eyes.

Doctor Zhang sighed, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her: "Don't be sad, Xiaohong, let's think of other ways."

Everyone was silent, looking at the deep canyon, feeling powerless.

The plan has just begun and encountered such a huge obstacle. Are they really going to give up?

Blacksmith Zhao sighed heavily and punched the trunk next to him. The leaves fell one after another, as if they were also feeling sorry for their experience.

Luo Xiaoyu squatted on the ground in frustration, holding her head with both hands, and was very upset.

Just when everyone thought the plan could only be put down and was depressed, a figure in white floated up, his clothes fluttered, like a banished immortal, standing quietly on the edge of the cliff, staring deep at the bottom of the valley.

Everyone looked at him in surprise, not understanding what he wanted to do.

I saw him gently lifting his right hand and muttering something in his mouth. A white light shot out from his fingertips and reached the bottom of the valley.

In an instant, a strong wind suddenly rose, and a powerful force rose from the bottom of the valley, rolling back the ancient map.

The map fell steadily into the hands of the man in white. He slowly turned around and handed the map to Xiaohong.

"This..." Xiaohong took the map in surprise, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The man in white smiled slightly, his eyes fell on Xiaohong, and said, "This thing is of great importance, so you must keep it properly."

The man in white was fluttering, like a banished immortal coming to the world. His actions of recalling the map were like a dazzling light, instantly illuminating the haze in everyone's hearts due to the loss of the map.

His every move showed his calmness and strength, which made everyone present feel awe.

The villagers who were frustrated by the loss of the map just now looked at the man in white, in addition to awe, there was a little more trust and dependence.

He seemed to have become their new hope, an invisible force, inspiring them to move forward.

The man in white smiled indifferently. His smile was as gentle as the spring breeze and a confident self-confidence, which made the eyes of Xiaohong, Luo Xiaoyu and other women full of admiration and admiration.

The originally depressed emotions of the crowd were swept away, replaced by an indescribable uplift, as if they had seen a bright future.

Xiaohong mustered up the courage and walked to the man in white. She carefully took out a handkerchief embroidered with delicate patterns from her arms and handed it over gently, her eyes full of admiration and concern.
Chapter completed!