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

To save face, Wen Meijiu pretended to be relaxed as she dressed and explained to Young Master Wang in detail why she wanted the injured man in black's clothes.

"At least he has some brains."

Young Master Wang seemed to have regained some strength. He straightened his back and walked over to the injured man in black, helping him take off his clothes and handing them to Wen Meijiu.

"And the letter, we need his."

There's no paper, pen, or ink here, so she certainly won't use her own blood; she'll use the person's blood instead.

Wen Meijiu lifted her outer garment, about to reach for the dagger at her waist, but Young Master Wang beat her to it, lifting his own hem and tearing off a large piece of white cloth from inside, handing it to her.

Wen Meijiu was surprised and looked at him blankly.

He shook the cloth in his hand, stuffed it into her hand, and then arrogantly raised his chin, looking away.

Wen Meijiu was both amused and exasperated. Holding the white cloth, she blew on a tinderbox, squatted down, and used a dagger to cut the injured man in black's index finger. With the blood, she wrote some words on the cloth: "The world is dark, do not seek."

After finishing writing, Wen Meijiu blew on the bloodstains to let them dry, and then stood up.

The bright moonlight was silent, and in the dim light of the open ground, two figures stood alone, utterly forlorn.

After circling around twice on the ground, and finding the surroundings completely silent, Wen Meijiu tried to make conversation.

"No, there's really no need. We can use what he has."

Wen Meijiu wasn't laughing at him; she just couldn't help herself. His reaction speed was quite fast, but unfortunately, his thinking wasn't very clever.

Just as she was thinking this, Young Master Wang snorted coldly and turned slightly to the side.

He had seen Wen Meijiu lift her clothes and thought she was going to tear them, so he did it first, but she didn't appreciate it at all.

"Sigh—" Wen Meijiu wanted to say something, but swallowed her words back.

I thought to myself, "How petty! Getting angry over such a small thing."

"Okay, it's my fault. Thank you for your help."

"That's all done here, you can go back now. If you come all this way like this, she'll definitely come after me when you get back."

Wen Meijiu still needs to go find Ate. She wonders how he is doing now. She hopes he's alright.

She urged him to leave for another reason: she wanted to put the injured man in black into her spatial dimension to find Art. She couldn't very well go looking for someone while carrying him on her back.

"Who?" Young Master Wang suddenly turned around and asked her, catching her off guard.

After a while, she realized that he was asking about the "she" she was referring to, and patiently explained, "Oh, it's just 'still,' 'still.'"

"Why would I want to see her?" he asked coldly, even through gritted teeth.

Wen Meijiu was even more confused. Hadn't he been sending hairpins to people all along?

These days, if a man gives a woman a hairpin, doesn't that mean they like each other?

Why are you pretending to be innocent? Do you want to be seen as a scumbag?

"Then if you don't want to look for it, I'm going to look for Art."

Wen Meijiu originally wanted to have a nice talk with him, but they couldn't agree on anything, and she didn't want to stay there with him any longer.

"Go back."

She didn't want to carry the person, so she wanted to send Young Master Wang away first.

"..." Young Master Wang was stunned, not expecting Wen Meijiu to be so blunt.

She was going to find Art; she couldn't wait to kick him out.

"Heh, you have excellent taste!" He laughed in exasperation, making no attempt to hide the sarcasm in his words.

Wen Meijiu immediately recognized the words and gave a cold laugh, intending to give him the last bit of dignity.

"Thank you for the compliment. Please go back. Thank you."

Upon hearing her words, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. The arrogance on Wang Gongzi's face gradually disappeared, and he then looked down at his toes with a cold gaze.

After a long silence, Wen Meijiu heard a gust of wind disappear from beside her.

She looked up and found that he was really gone. With his excellent lightness skill, this distance should not have been difficult for him, so Wen Meijiu was not surprised.

However, her heart felt heavy, as if she had been severely scolded. She felt extremely wronged, but she couldn't tell anyone about it.

"Hey girl, hey girl, is that you?"

Wen Meijiu's somewhat downcast mood was awakened by that familiar voice, and she immediately saw Art.

He slowly walked towards her, and somewhat incredulously shook her arm, looking very cautious.

"Oh, it's me."

For some reason, Wen Meijiu seemed to have been separated from the crowd for a very long time. That loneliness and helplessness was about to engulf her completely when someone finally pulled her out of the abyss.

Unable to control her emotions, she hugged Art tightly and began to sob.

"What happened?"

Art patted her back to comfort her while cautiously asking her questions.

"It's nothing... I just saw a poisonous snake, it scared me to death... it tried to bite me."

Wen Meijiu made up a reason and carelessly wiped her tears and snot on Ate's shoulder.

Art was easy to coax and burst into laughter.

“I thought it was a big deal. Did it leave? If it didn’t, I’ll kill it to avenge my sister.”

"Forget it, that dog is a cold-blooded animal, why bother arguing with it?"

Wen Meijiu wiped away her tears; for her, this matter was over.

Unexpectedly, Art got excited and searched around, repeatedly asking, "Where did you see that just now?"

"It's gone, it's gone, it's gone."

Once the emotions subsided, Wen Meijiu felt much calmer and spoke more clearly.

"Brother, where's your mule?"

"Oh, look at me, I was so busy talking to you that I completely forgot about it."

Just now, to avoid them, I untied and released the mule; that way, it's less of a target and less likely to be spotted.

The mule was stolen from Liu Kerong. In order to nimbly avoid the men in black, At had no choice but to release the mule, knowing how important the mule was to the common people.

However, in that situation, he could only hide in the tree, and mules couldn't climb trees, so letting it go was the only option.

In this way, even if the mules were discovered by the men in black along the way, they wouldn't suspect them; instead, they would think that the mules might have been left behind by some group of former disaster victims.

Art scratched his head. He had another worry: that Liu Kerong would cause trouble for Wen Meijiu if they went back.

"Let it go? Whose did you borrow it from?"

Wen Meijiu's first worry was how to explain it to the mule owner. The fact that the owner was willing to lend him the mule was already a great favor. The mule was the lifeblood of the family, no less important than the children.

"I have no one, no one at all."

Art started to stutter, and his eyes darted around. He couldn't lie to Wen Meijiu, and he knew he wouldn't be able to hide it later.

He now felt a little regretful. Why hadn't he thought of Wen Meijiu when he did it? Only after she asked him did he realize how stupid he was!

"Tell me, whose house is it?"

There were two families in the village that owned mules. She remembered that one of them was Liu Kerong's family. However, Liu Kerong wouldn't be so kind as to lend her mule to Ate because he and Ate were too close.