###Chapter 475 Whose Plot - Part 7
It was getting dark, and several women were a little worried. "Why don't we find a place to rest? If we keep walking, I'm afraid we'll encounter wild beasts in the mountains."
This was not unreasonable. On this mountain road, at first, there were always traces of people walking through the mountains, but after walking for a few hours, I found that the mountain forest seemed to be getting deeper and deeper and can hardly find any traces of human beings.
Grace looked at us, was silent for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay, let's find a place to rest for the night."
There was no fire, I ran out in an emergency, and I didn't have any clothes or basic food.
Fortunately, after walking for a long time, we found a sturdy tree. It seemed that a big hole had been dug under the root of the tree, but the hole was not big.
However, the bodies of women were relatively petite, and it was not a big problem to climb in.
Into the cave, it was completely dark, and then in the dark night, we reluctantly found a safe place to sit down.
In total, there were only five girls, except Grace and me. We didn't know the name of the three girls.
Several people huddled in the cave and began to introduce themselves. The other three women were all from different places.
One of the thin and dark girls was Jacintha Madeley from the southwest city, and the other was Cassandra Webber from the coastal area. She was about 35 or 36 years old, a little chubby, perhaps because of the heavy moisture in her body, and her cheeks, especially on both sides of her lower jaw, were covered with acne for a long time, some of which were suppurated and white, and some were red and about to pop out.
There was also a woman named Rafaela Shannon, who was also from the countryside in the southwest. Some are slightly fat and have medium hair, and her eyebrows made her seem somewhat 10 years older than she was.
It was only when I was chatting that I got a general idea of the situation of several girls.
I thought that those people were arresting young and beautiful women, but now I deny it. Maybe these people were arresting women. As for what they are going to do, we don't know what they are going to do.
After chatting for a while, several of us took a rest in the cave, and the sound of chanting the prayer was heard in our ears, but we couldn't hear what she was reading.
The forest was already empty, and her chanting was quiet, but it was particularly spooky and frightening in the empty forest.
Although Cassandra and Jacintha were afraid, they still hugged themselves and huddled in the hole without opening their mouth.
Grace could not help but open her mouth and frowned. "Sister, we all know you are a Christian, but can you please read it in your heart and not read it out? You will attract wild animals."
Rafaela was interrupted, for a moment a little unhappy, a little irascible tone, "The Lord will only protect us, and will not hurt us at all."
Grace was speechless. She glanced at her and saw that she was still reading, "Sister, please read it out."
At this time, Rafaela was quiet, and the buzzing sound in her mouth was gone.
Jacintha and Cassandra looked at each other, but they didn't say much, and they both kept silent in the dark.
Luckily, nothing happened that night, and everything came back to life in peace.
The next day.
The calls of the birds in the forest were particularly crisp, and when I woke up, I saw that Rafaela had already come out of the hole.
Grace also lay on her knee, heard the noise woke up, some looked around blankly.
A delicate little face, probably pressed for a long time, red half, more and more good-looking and white.
"Wake up!" I opened my mouth, ready to get up and go out.
She nodded, rubbed her face, took a long breath, and said, "Is someone out there?"
I nodded and was about to go out, and she happened to follow, but probably because she had been holding down her legs for too long, she tilted to one side before she stood up.
I looked down at her and saw that she had no choice but to say, "It's been too long. My legs are numb."
I couldn't help but laugh and reached out to help her out of the hole.
Rafaela sat outside chanting on the dry tree, the sound was not loud, but the feeling was buzzing, which made people a little irritable.
Grace puckered, a little irritable, "Shit, it's so early in the morning. There is no end to her prayers!"
Rafaela looked back at her, ignored her, and continued to say her prayers again.
"Why don't we check if there are any wild fruits around and find something to eat?" I opened my mouth and could not help looking up at the sun blocked by the woods and scattered on the ground.
The sunshine and dew of the early morning, accompanied by the singing of birds and the sound of the wind, took a shallow breath of air, and they all felt refreshed and refreshed.
"Look for some while walking over there!" Grace opened her mouth, looked at Jacintha and Cassandra coming out of the hole, and continued, "How are you two doing? If we had a good rest, let's keep going!"
The two nodded, sorted out their crumpled clothes, and looked at Rafaela, who was still saying her prayers. Jacintha muttered, "With such devotion, do you think Jesus will really bless her?"
Grace shrugged. "Let's go!"
The mountains and forests in the morning, with a little bit of wet, fluffy soil, you can clearly feel the softness when you step on it slightly.
"Wow!" Cassandra screamed, then squatted down and planed where she had stepped.
After a while, she saw a pile of yellow-and-white mushrooms growing in the place she planed stout and sturdy, and several of them had been crushed by her.
A few short and stout ones were spared.
"Milk fungus!" Rafaela, who has been chanting, picked up the small mushrooms under the fertile soil, wiped them clean and sent them to her mouth, and then began to eat.
Cassandra looked frightened and worried. "Could you eat that raw?"
Jacintha turned around and found many of the same mushrooms under the soft rotten leaves.
She handed us several to us, "This mushroom can be eaten raw. In the past, we used to eat this mushroom raw and not very full, but after all, we can relieve our appetite and have some."
Watching them eat, we, who were hungry all day, naturally followed as well.
Grace ate a few bites, looked at Jacintha, and said, "If you eat this food, you won't see little people. I used to watch the news. You people began to test poison every May and June. I heard that poisoned people can see all kinds of worlds."
Jacintha smiled and said, "If you don't eat randomly, you won't be able to see any little people."
Cassandra found many other kinds of mushrooms in the soil and asked, "Can these be eaten, too?"
Jacintha nodded. "Yes, but these have to be cooked and not eaten raw."
"It's a pity that we don't have lighters on us, otherwise we can have a gift from nature." Grace sighed and stuffed the milk bacteria in his hand into his mouth.
Rafaela suddenly shouted, startled several other people who looked at the past, some inexplicable.
"What's the matter? Did your Jesus show up?" Grace spoke, annoying her a little.