A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

"Okay, just don't move."

Wen Meijiu hurriedly responded, turned around and slipped away, afraid that Ate would chase after her.

On the other side of the large rock, Wen Meijiu had gotten as close as possible to the injured man in black. She lay on the ground and waited quietly for a while.

After a while, the injured man in black squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands, without making a sound.

This can't go on forever. If this goes on for too long, and the leader in black wakes up, her chances of making a move will be much smaller.

If the enemy doesn't move, I will.

Wen Meijiu picked up a small pebble from the ground and threw it at the back of the black-clad guard's head.

With a "smack," the man in black felt a sharp pain on the back of his head and quickly turned around to look in the direction behind him, his eyes alert like searchlights.

"Who?" Not far behind him was the place where everyone was resting. It wasn't impossible for someone bored to throw a pebble at him.

He stared at him for a while, but when no one looked in his direction, he gave up.

With a "smack," Wen Meijiu threw out another one, and the guard in black turned around again, but still there was no response.

"Who's there? Don't let me catch you!" he shouted impatiently at the crowd in the distance.

When he turned his head, Wen Meijiu picked up a pebble the size of an egg and hurled it hard at the back of his head.

"Ah!" The guard in black was in excruciating pain, and his eyes turned bloodshot as he turned to look at the person.

Of course, I didn't see anything.

But this couldn't stop his desire for revenge: "Which bastard threw this at me?"

He practically yelled it out at the crowd.

The crowd was quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at him, but only for a few seconds. After that, everyone went back to what they were doing and no one paid any attention to him.

The two deputy leaders, who were discussing matters and were furious because their superior was unconscious, suddenly heard someone roar and looked over.

"I told you to watch him, what are you yelling about?"

The deputy leader who had originally given orders to the guards in black was quite annoyed and reprimanded him.

"No, sir, look what they've done to me!"

The guard in black was in excruciating pain; a bloody hole had been smashed into the back of his head, and blood was gushing out. He was extremely aggrieved and had been insulted. He clutched his head and ran over, wanting to get justice.

The guard in black ran away, while the injured man in black was still squatting on the ground, holding his head. He was feeling down. Others could seek justice for minor injuries, but he was guilty of a capital crime and couldn't even defend himself. What kind of cannibalistic world was this?

Just as he was feeling hopeless, Wen Meijiu circled around behind him and, taking him by surprise, elbowed him in the back of the neck, causing him to immediately collapse to the ground unconscious.

Seeing this, Art rushed over and helped Wen Meijiu drag the person behind the big rock.

"Go and fetch the mule, I'll wait for you here."

Art was worried that if he left, it would be dangerous for Wen Meijiu to stay here, so he let Wen Meijiu do the easy work.

Wen Meijiu certainly wouldn't listen to him. She had her own space and could hide away at any time, even in the face of danger. But A Te was different; he was just a mortal.

"You go."

"You go."

"You go."

The two pushed and tugged at each other, neither able to convince the other. Wen Meijiu, having no other choice, took a risky tactic, pointing softly to the black-clad guard nearby who was complaining:

"If you don't want us both to die here, hurry up and go. I'll be waiting for you."

Ate knew that Wen Meijiu was stubborn, and continuing this stalemate was definitely not a solution.

"You should move aside. If you get spotted before I get back, just stab him and run. Remember that!"

Art was worried that Wen Meijiu was in danger, so he specifically told her that getting out of danger was the priority.

"Okay, I understand. Go ahead, brother."

Wen Meijiu spoke to At in a serious manner, even calling him "Big Brother." At thought she should remember his words.

So he sighed, turned around and left quickly so that he could return to meet her as soon as possible.

As soon as Art left, Wen Meijiu quickly pulled out her dagger. Looking at the person on the ground, Wen Meijiu's mind flashed with the scene of Zhongyong's mother bleeding on the spot, and Zhongyong kneeling and crying bitterly.

They only had one mule. If they brought along a person who couldn't move, their movements would be very inconvenient, and they would be highly likely to be discovered.

The best way is to hide the person in a space, catch up with the villagers, and then dig out the murderer for the Zhongyong father and son to deal with.

However, with Art around, she hid people and then brought them out again—such bizarre things were inexplicable to him.

"What about people?"

While Wen Meijiu was still hesitating, the guard in black returned.

When he could no longer see anyone, the guard in black panicked and started shouting.

This alarmed more people, and the situation escalated, prompting the enemy to begin searching for the person.

"No, I need to hide in the space as soon as possible," Wen Meijiu thought to herself, but she was worried about what would happen if At came back.

Just as she was hesitating, her left shoulder was suddenly pressed down. Startled, she turned around and brandished the dagger in her hand, about to stab the person in the neck.

"It's me." The newcomer controlled Wen Meijiu's attack and revealed his identity at the right moment.

Wen Meijiu opened her eyes wide, unable to believe that the person in front of her was Young Master Wang.

After her initial surprise, she suddenly lowered her eyelashes and asked with some displeasure, "What are you doing here?"

He still framed Wen Meijiu, and when he defended Yiran, Wen Meijiu had already decided to stop trusting him.

"This is not the place to talk. Come with me."

Wen Meijiu didn't want to go with him; she still needed to find Ate, especially since there was someone lying on the ground.

"No need, you can go back."

Wen Meijiu squatted down to lift the person on the ground and was about to leave when Young Master Wang snatched the person away.

"Search over there and see if anyone ran that way."

The men in black were closing in; their noisy footsteps were clearly audible. They were separated only by a large rock about the height of a person, making the situation extremely dangerous.

While supporting the injured man in black, Young Master Wang took Wen Meijiu's hand and led her away.

Wen Meijiu wanted to argue with him, but she couldn't break free from his grasp. She could only let his large, pincer-like hand drag her along, stumbling and falling.

Wen Meijiu was unfamiliar with this place, and with withered grass and twigs everywhere, she was dragged along, only able to pant and quickly dodge the dangers that loomed in front of her, with no freedom at all.

After several twists and turns, they arrived at the foot of a mountain. Just when Wen Meijiu thought there was no way out, Young Master Wang threw the injured man in black to the ground, reached out and cleared away the pile of dry grass in front of him. Inside, there was a cave. The entrance was very small, only big enough for one person to crouch and pass through.

"What are you still doing?"

Young Master Wang gestured for Wen Meijiu to go in first.

Wen Meijiu glanced inside; the pitch-black entrance was even darker than the night itself, seemingly ready to swallow her whole. She muttered to herself.

Once this person goes in, will they ever come out?