Fu Zheng rested for a while before sitting up from the ground. He looked at the scattered cloth bundles in shock. He knew that Ling was still wrapped in one of the cloth bundles!
He surveyed the surroundings. After locating a sharp stone, he cut the rope binding him with the stone, and began to search for Ling at the bottom of the slope.
There was a small forest at the foot of the hill. The forest was filled with shrubs, and these shrubs were full of thorns that could prick people. They were particularly painful.
Whenever Fu Zheng located a bundle of cloth, he would unroll it with all his might, but he still couldn't locate Ling.
He endured the pain in his body and continued to walk forward. He could vaguely see a bundle of red cloth in front of him.
He remembered that those two people had wrapped Ling in a cloth bundle of this color.
Fu Zheng quickly ran forward and unrolled the cloth bundle. Sure enough, he saw Ling inside.