Deng Fang had an idea in mind and began to fumble around the wooden door to see if there were any flaws.
The room was dark, so Deng Fang didn't have to worry that the old man and his two sons could see his every move.
After touching for a while, Deng Fang made a discovery.
This wooden door is dilapidated and is only held in place by two crossbars, one up and one down. If the upper crossbar is removed, the wooden door will fall outwards, allowing people to get out.
Deng Fang was overjoyed when he discovered this, but his tied hands made him a little embarrassed.
Looking at the hemp ropes on her wrists, Deng Fang's heart sank and she opened her mouth to bite them.
Unfortunately, the hemp rope was thick. Deng Fang bit it for a while and felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but there was no sign of the hemp rope being broken.
Deng Fang saw that this was not feasible. After thinking for a while, he walked to the little black donkey.
He squatted down, put his hands next to the little black donkey's mouth, and said, "Donkey, help me bite the rope open."
The little black donkey was lying on the ground with his eyes closed. Hearing Deng Fang's voice, he opened his eyes and looked at Deng Fang, motionless.
"Good donkey, bite the rope for me."
As he spoke, Deng Fang touched the little black donkey's head with his hand, very gently.
The little black donkey seemed to be very understanding of human nature and slowly stood up.
Deng Fang was very happy when he saw it getting up. He kept praising the little black donkey for his understanding of human nature and his aura.
But after the little black donkey got up, he turned around and faced Deng Fang with a pair of hind hooves.
"Ouch!"
Deng Fang screamed and fell to the ground.
"Ahhhh!" After Deng Fang stood up, her anger rose. She stared with big eyes, grabbed her hands wildly, and made wild gestures at the little black donkey, wanting to eat it alive.
But the little black donkey ignored him, lay down again, and closed his eyes.
Deng Fang forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. He knew it was important to escape now and no longer care about this donkey.
After thinking for a long time, Deng Fang could only walk to the millstone, put his hands on the edge of the stone mill, and move it back and forth.
Grind it slowly!
Although this method took a long time, it was still feasible. Deng Fang patiently started grinding it bit by bit, and the results soon came to fruition.
Deng Fang was very happy to see a small break in the hemp rope, and moved his hands a little faster.
After more than an hour, after the last bit of hemp rope was worn away, Deng Fang's hands were finally freed.
Deng Fang moved his wrist for a while, then came to the wooden door and began to think about how to remove the crossbar above.
"Why don't you try your best and use your inner strength to burn this beam?"
An idea came to Deng Fang's mind, but when he turned around, he felt that it was inappropriate. What if he burned down the door? Wouldn't it be impossible to get out? Besides, he would be in severe pain after using his internal strength, making it difficult to escape.
"How about using a millstone to break the door open?"
Deng Fang thought about it carefully and felt that it was not feasible. He couldn't lift such a big millstone.
Thinking of this, Deng Fang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, but he just couldn't think of a good way to escape.
Suddenly, Deng Fang realized something.
He walked towards the wooden door, still talking to himself.
"This wooden door opens from the inside out. Isn't it closed by inserting a crossbar into the wall?"
"Doesn't this mean that the crossbar can be moved?"
Thinking of this, Deng Fang stood in front of the wooden door and touched the crossbar above with both hands. Sure enough, he found that it was a living wood that could move left and right.
Then, Deng Fang grabbed the crossbar with both hands and moved it hard to the left, and the crossbar was moved over.
Then, Deng Fang gave a strong tug, and one side of the crossbar was pulled out by himself.
Deng Fang laughed, but quickly lowered his voice.
At this moment, only one end of the crossbar was still inside the wall. Deng Fang pulled it outward in the direction, and the crossbar was pulled out by Deng Fang.
At this moment, the wooden door began to fall outward.
Deng Fang was shocked. He quickly threw the crossbar and grabbed the wooden door with his hands.
"Haha, you just broke the door to fool people like this, and you still want to lock me up?"
Deng Fangyi was very proud, but her movements were very light, for fear of making any noise and waking up the old man and his two sons.
Gently, Deng Fang grabbed the wooden door and slowly lowered it to the outside. There was a large gap above his head, and he could escape.
But Deng Fang was not impatient and slowly opened the wooden door. As long as he did not attract attention, he was confident that he could escape from this small village.
"A little bit, a little bit worse!"
Deng Fang whispered in an inaudible voice, about to completely lower the wooden door.
Suddenly, a strong force came from behind Deng Fang, knocking him out. The wooden door fell to the ground, and Deng Fang lay on the door.
Just as Deng Fang was about to raise his head, he felt a black shadow coming out of the mill. He jumped over it and ran out of the yard.
Deng Fang looked at the black shadow carefully and shouted suddenly.
"Ouch, you dead ass!"
This time, the noise was very loud, and the old man's questioning voice came from the house nearby.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Deng Fang also paid attention to the little black donkey, got up and ran outside the courtyard.
The farmyard didn't even have a decent gate, it was simply surrounded by a fence, but it still had a door.
At this moment, the fence had been knocked open by the little black donkey, and Deng Fang ran straight out of the yard.
After running out, Deng Fang bypassed several winding paths and ran towards the wild.
Behind him, the villagers shouted.
Deng Fang looked back and saw many torches flashing. Seeing that the battle was not small, it seemed that the old man had mobilized more than a dozen households in the village to look for him.
Deng Fang was startled and ran forward quickly. He didn't know the direction in the heavy snow, so he could only guess the direction.
After running not far, Deng Fang heard the voices behind him coming towards him.
It turned out that there was heavy snow all over the ground and the moonlight was extremely bright. Deng Fang was running outside alone. He was very conspicuous and had been discovered by the villagers.
Deng Fang was frightened. Her feet slipped and she fell to the ground, sliding down the slope.
In a hurry, Deng Fang clasped her hands on the snow and then reluctantly stopped.
Suddenly, Deng Fang found a haystack nearby, covered with snow, and the light yellow rice straw exposed underneath.
Deng Fang was heartbroken, got up, ran to the haystack, and got in with all her strength.
However, when Deng Fang got halfway through, he discovered something was wrong. In this wilderness, there was only room for this haystack, so it was easy for the villagers to find him.
Thinking of this, Deng Fang quickly got out again.
The shouts from behind became louder and louder. In desperation, Deng Fang had no choice but to hide in a field nearby and dig into the thick snow, leaving only her head exposed.
After a while, villagers came over and came here holding torches.
The old man looked at the haystack and discovered the mess that Deng Fang had just gotten into. He loudly said to everyone: "The donkey thief must be hiding here. Let's burn him to death!"
After listening to the old man's words, everyone lit the haystack with torches, and for a while the fire shot into the sky.
Deng Fang hid aside, held his breath quickly, and then buried his head in the snow, fearing that the villagers would find him in the light of the fire.
But a series of questions appeared in his mind.
"Donkey thief? Didn't the donkey escape on its own? Why did I steal it?"
