Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

In fact, Luo Xiaoran has her own considerations.

Firstly, this incident was caused by her after all, and there was no need for her to involve everyone else. It would be bad if innocent people were hurt accidentally.

Isn’t it because of her that Qiu Niang is also on the “assassination” list?

Secondly, this time when they go to deal with things, there is a high probability that they will be able to find out the original body's life experience. Luo Xiaoran doesn't want Uncle Li and others to follow them and know too much about the original body.

Third, it would be fine if the original person had first apologized to the mastermind behind the scenes.

If the original person had done nothing wrong and was hired to kill someone for some unfounded reasons, then she would definitely make sure the mastermind behind the incident paid the price!

What should I do if Uncle Li and others see my methods and it affects my image?

The three uncles Li, who had already seen Luo Xiaoran chop people's necks, cripple people's hamstrings, and kick people in the lower body:...

"That's fine. After all, this is your private matter. We should not interfere."

Uncle Li stroked his beard, which he had just trimmed in Changzhou, and said, "Then Caicai, how are you going back?" He was so sad to miss the fun.

Luo Xiaoran replied: "The four of them caught up with us so quickly, they must have a carriage too, I'll drive their carriage back!"

"Yes, yes, we have a carriage, which was given to us by those two young ladies, and they asked us to catch up with you as soon as possible." The man with drooping eyes came out quickly to show his presence.

Luo Xiaoran was just about to find a rope to tie up the four victims, but was left speechless by Uncle Li's next words.

"Cai Cai, if you leave now, will you still drink your bowl of chicken soup? If not, I can help you finish it with some difficulty."

Drink it, why not drink it? I worked hard for more than half an hour to cook this chicken soup. I have been longing for this chicken soup for so long, I must drink it!

When Luo Xiaoran finished tying up the man, Uncle Li had already started drinking his second bowl of liquor. Luo Xiaoran was so angry that she turned back and kicked each of the four assassins.

It was already dark, and the fire needed to burn more vigorously. Under the orange-yellow light of the fire, Luo Xiaoran and the other three drank chicken soup happily.

Luo Xiaoran put a piece of corn into the bowl, thinking happily: It seems that the cooking skills I learned from my dad have not deteriorated at all.

Although people in ancient times lived in the wilderness and in poor conditions, as long as they dared to think and act, they could turn fleeing famine into a trip to enjoy the mountains and rivers!

The four assassins with their hands and feet tied were huddled nearby, watching Luo Xiaoran and the other three feasting on the meal.

The one with the mole on his face sniffed and said, "Brother, it smells so good. We haven't had dinner yet. We queued up for a bowl of porridge this morning. We've been hungry all day."

"Heizi, it's already this late and you're still thinking about eating! Our lives are in the hands of that little girl, so you'd better be more careful!" He turned his head and looked at his younger brother, spitting out saliva.

Wake up, we are assassins, killers, and we are hired by others to kill people!

As a result, he failed to kill the person and was captured himself.

It's all the fault of those two bitches. They said that this little girl was just a stinky girl who hadn't even reached marriage age yet and was very weak. They could strangle her to death with one hand.

Bah! How could a frail person like him lift such a heavy sword and even control it so that it would stick to his neck without scratching his skin?

He took a deep breath to calm down his feeling of being deceived, and then he naturally smelled the delicious aroma of chicken soup rushing into his nose.

It smells so good, he has never smelled anything so delicious in his life, he really wants to snatch it and drink it himself, but they can’t beat the other person.

Luo Xiaoran, who had eaten and drunk her fill, was in a very happy mood. She untied the ropes on the four people's feet, drove them into the carriage, and then tied their feet up.

"Uncle Li, Qiu Niang, Chen'er, I'm going back to Changzhou first. If I haven't come back after lunch tomorrow, you don't have to wait for me. Go first."

"Cai Cai, what do you mean? Will you not come back?" Qiu Niang, who was under the carriage, immediately became very nervous.

"I will be back, but I don't know if it will take me a long time. If you wait for me all morning tomorrow and I still haven't come back, just leave first. I will catch up with you."

"That's good. I hope everything goes well. Caicai, please join us as soon as possible."

"Sister, you must beat the bad guys away!"

Uncle Li and Xiao Xingchen had no objection to Luo Xiaoran's instructions.

Under the dark curtain with the bright moon hanging high in the sky, a horse-drawn carriage that had just come from Changzhou during the day was returning along the same route.

Luo Xiaoran and three other friends had lunch in Changzhou before driving out of the city and stopped to rest at night.

So it only takes half a day's drive from here to Changzhou City. The night is still long, so Luo Xiaoran didn't walk fast and returned to Changzhou leisurely before dawn.

Luo Xiaoran stopped the carriage at the forest where the dagger and the broadsword had been hidden before, and lifted the curtain. There were three people sleeping together inside, snoring in the air.

Only Big Brother opened his eyes the moment the curtain was opened.

Then four different but equally loud shouts came from the carriage.

Luo Xiaoran pulled the rope hard, and the four people rolled out of the carriage one by one, with blood on their feet, and it was obvious that their tendons had been cut.

Luo Xiaoran wiped the blood off the dagger carelessly, "Shut up! If you call them here, you can forget about your lives!"

"Shut up, everyone!" The man with drooping eyes covered the wound on his foot and shouted at his younger brother with a pale face.

He turned his head and looked at Luo Xiaoran, with a hint of fear in his eyes, "Lady, what do you want us to do?"

Luo Xiaoran looked at him and said, "Go hang out at the porridge stall and find a reason to lure the two girls who ordered you here. Don't play any tricks. I'll be watching you nearby.

I remind you that even if there are soldiers there, I can easily escape after taking your life."

After saying that, he threw the dagger that he had wiped clean, and it accurately hit the crotch of the man with the trousers.

There was more sweat on the corners of my eyes.

"As for these three, just stay here. You will all be able to use your strength in a while." Luo Xiaoran said this with a sarcastic smile. You may be happy to use this strength.

The government distributes disaster relief porridge at the porridge stall every morning and evening. Now long queues have formed in front of the porridge stall.

Under the cover of the crowd, two women wearing white veiled hats hurried out of the city gate and ran straight to the porridge stall, as if they were looking for someone.

Luo Xiaoran signaled with her eyes that Diaoshao should go to meet him.

The man with the drooping eyes nodded repeatedly, and assured again and again that he would take the two of them to the woods, then dragged his disabled feet over there, taking deep and shallow steps.

Luo Xiaoran saw him nodding and bowing to the two men, and she didn't know what he said, but the two men followed him towards the woods.

These two women are looking for disaster victims to kill?

Just after he said a few words to them, they just went away obediently?

How could they, with their IQ, come up with such a shocking method of hiring someone to kill someone?

Luo Xiaoran was extremely puzzled.