Quick Transmigration: The host is super good!

The morning sun shines across the valley. A girl in simple clothes carries a bamboo basket on her back and walks lightly along the path.

Her figure seemed to blend into nature. The valley was filled with fresh air, the breeze gently ruffled her hair, and her skirt fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, a dark spot in the grass not far away caught her attention. She held the small medicine hoe tightly and walked over vigilantly. When she got closer, she found that it was an unconscious man.

The man was dressed in tattered clothes, his face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, his brows were wrinkled into a "川" shape, his thin lips were tightly pursed and bloodless, and he looked extremely painful.

"Hey, how are you? Can you hear me?" The girl quickly put away the small medicine hoe, leaned over and gently patted his cheek, trying to wake him up.

After a while, the man finally opened his eyes slightly, his lips opened and closed, and he uttered a weak voice: "Save...save me..."

The girl's face lit up with joy, and she was about to bend over to save the man, but her expression suddenly froze, and in the blink of an eye her aura changed drastically.

The innocence in her eyes turned into indifference. The girl straightened up, looked down at the embarrassed man, and snorted coldly.

Fortunately, she came in time, otherwise the person who made the wish would have to use that small body to carry the person back with great difficulty, and work hard to save the person, but in the end he would have saved a white-eyed wolf.

Should we let him fend for himself here, or torture him thoroughly before sending him to death?

Shen Yuan thought for a moment, bent down, picked up one of the man's feet, and dragged him back.

The man's heavy body rubbed against the ground, making a rustling sound, which formed a sharp contrast with the tranquility of the mountains.

The mountain road was rugged and uneven, and stones and thorns scratched his body and cheeks from time to time, and soon his handsome face became horrible.

Suffering from such severe pain, even though the man was unconscious, he could not help but let out low groans and his body twitched from time to time.

However, Shen Yuan was a heartless person. She acted as if she didn't hear anything, didn't even stop, and even hummed a light tune.

When they finally arrived at the small courtyard hidden in the valley, the man was already covered in blood, like a rag doll that had been maliciously torn to pieces, with only his last breath left.

Shen Yuan loosened his grip, and the man's foot landed heavily on the ground with a "bang" sound. She slapped her palms in disgust, stepped forward and kicked him in the waist.

"Um……"

The man groaned in pain inaudibly, his facial features twisted out of shape, showing that the kick had been delivered without mercy.

"He is really lucky, but it is no wonder. Good people don't live long, but evil people live for thousands of years. What our ancestors said makes sense."

Chen Yuan curled his lips, followed the original owner's memory, and walked into the house on the east side, where dried medicinal herbs were neatly stacked.

She picked up a small winnowing basket and casually picked up the herbs and threw them into it. She took a little of almost everything and soon filled the small winnowing basket.

Afterwards, he went under the eaves, stuffed all the herbs into the medicine pot, lit a fire and boiled them for a while, then poured out a large bowl of black medicine.

He brought it in front of the dead man, and without caring whether it was hot or not, he pried open his mouth and forced the liquid into his mouth.

“Ah—uh…Gurgle…”

The scalding liquid slid into his throat, and the lifeless man just now began to struggle violently like a dying fish.

However, Shen Yuan's slender fingers were like iron, holding him down tightly. No matter how he resisted, he could not escape from his palm and could only swallow in pain.

Finally, the last drop of soup slid into his stomach, and Shen Yuan loosened his hold on him. The man immediately held his chest and abdomen and wailed in pain, his entire body bent like a big shrimp.

But his throat was almost burned, and no sound came out even if he howled. He could only open his mouth in vain. His whole body was overwhelmed by pain, and he soon fainted from the pain.

When he heard no more movement, Shen Yuan thought he had tortured him to death, but when he got closer, he could actually hear a faint breathing sound.

Tsk——

It can stand the test of time, so I'll have fun with it in the future.

She curled the corners of her lips in pleasure, bypassed the obstacles on the ground, and went back to her room.

295 who witnessed the whole process: [……]

Hold yourself tightly, trembling.jpg, the big devil is getting more and more brutal...

QAQ~~

When Shang Chi woke up in a daze, he found that his whole body was in pain, especially his mouth and throat, as if they were cut by a knife, and he felt a burning sensation every time he breathed.

"..."

He wanted to call for help, but no sound came out. He wanted to prop himself up and get up, but the moment he moved, his injury was agitated, causing more severe pain than before, and he could not help but groan.

However, the severe pain stimulated his mind, and his brain suddenly became clearer. He suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was a dark sky.

What happened before he fell into a coma slowly emerged in his mind. Shang Chi remembered that he had gone out of the capital to do business this time, but because of the betrayal of people around him, the news leaked out and he was chased on the way.

The guards desperately protected him and he escaped. Although he saved his life, he was still seriously injured. When he fled to a cliff, he accidentally slipped and fell...

Thinking of the face he saw in a daze, and then looking at his current situation, he couldn't help but feel angry.

That person actually watched him die without helping. Once he escapes, I will definitely find him and punish him severely to ease my hatred!

"Yo——you're awake. You're still very lucky."

Just as Shang Chi was swearing secretly, he suddenly heard a teasing voice. He endured the pain and turned his head, and saw the face that was gritting its teeth in hatred just now.

"..."

Shang Chi opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He was almost confused. Was he rescued or not?

But soon Shen Yuan "kindly" explained to him: "Since he is not dead, let's settle the score!"

"I saved your life at the bottom of the cliff. I went through untold hardships to bring you back. I also used countless good medicinal herbs to save your life. This life-saving grace..."

She looked him up and down and said with a smile, "You look pretty well dressed, so five thousand taels is not too much, right?"

Five thousand taels?

Shang Chi stared. Isn't this too much? Does she know how much five thousand taels is? Five taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family to spend in a year. Five thousand taels of silver can support a thousand households!

Although his family is wealthy, such a large amount of silver is not a small sum. He asked for five thousand taels right away. Isn't that an exorbitant amount?

Besides, is the "rescue" that this woman talked about really genuine?

The injuries on his body seemed to be even more serious than before he fell into a coma. And how could they rescue someone and just throw him on the ground?