The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

Zhao Mianmian hesitated.

She turned her head to look at Dongzhu who was rummaging through the carriage, then looked at Chunyue who was resting with her eyes closed in the shade of a tree, and the coachman who had disappeared, and thought that what the barrage said made sense.

So Zhao Mianmian picked up a handy tool nearby and started to eat the wolf grass.

Zhao Mianmian was small and weak, so he dug very slowly.

Finally, she couldn't get angry anymore and simply threw away the tools in her hands and started pulling it out.

One tree, two trees, when the little man in the bushes was pulling out the third tree with a grunt, Dong Zhu's anxious voice was heard in the forest.

Zhao Mianmian quickly rolled up the few wolf grasses she had pulled out, stuffed them into the small purse she carried with her, and then turned back along the same path.

When Zhao Mianmian turned back, Dongzhu was walking into the woods while scolding Chunyue.

Chunyue knew she was in the wrong, and for the first time ever she didn't say a word. Instead, she followed Dongzhu, gritting her teeth and twisting the handkerchief in her hand, looking angry but not able to say anything.

Seeing Chunyue's behavior, Zhao Mianmian narrowed his eyes and said quickly:

"Sister Dongzhu, Sister Chunyue, I'm here."

Zhao Mianmian glanced at Chunyue with a smile, then turned his gaze back to Dongzhu.

When Dongzhu saw Zhao Mianmian, he no longer cared to scold Chunyue. He rushed forward and quickly pulled Zhao Mianmian into his arms:

"Oh, my dear sister, didn't I tell you to sit still? Where have you been?"

"This is a remote place, it's not like home. If we get separated, where can I find you?!"

Dongzhu wiped the sweat from his palms, glared at Chunyue fiercely, and without waiting for Chunyue to say anything, he carried Zhao Mianmian to the shade of a tree and started to take care of her.

After this incident, Dong Zhu dared not let Zhao Mianmian out of her sight again.

She made some water with tangerine peel for Zhao Mianmian, coaxed her to drink it, and then hurriedly urged Old Zhang to get up and set off.

"The road to Sunset Viewing Point is long, and we will probably need to stay overnight. Let's hurry up and find a town to stay in before it's too late. Otherwise, we may not even have a place to stay in this desolate countryside at night."

After leaving the city, the four of them walked and stopped along the way, and now they had entered the forest.

Although Old Zhang was walking on a main road, there was no one to be seen, not even a living creature.

All that was left were the faint traces of wheel tracks on the road, along with the low, hoarse, and abrupt bird calls, giving people an eerie and terrifying feeling.

Old Zhang, the coachman, had just laid down to take a nap, but before he could fall asleep he was woken up by Dong Zhu, who looked unhappy.

He muttered a few words, supported himself and climbed up, complaining:

"Oh, you are a good girl at ordering people around. You keep stopping and walking, and you won't let anyone have time to rest."

Old Zhang stretched lazily and moved to the side of the carriage leisurely.

He first untied the reins of the horse, then slowly pulled the cart over, and then he took out a stool and let Zhao Mianmian get on.

Zhao Mianmian had only been here for a few days and was not familiar with Old Zhang.

She opened her round eyes, looked at the listless old Zhang, then looked at the equally listless old Ma, hesitated for a moment, then used her hands and feet to step on the stool and got on the car.

After several people got on the car, Old Zhang covered his straw hat, flicked the whip in his hand, and shouted at the old horse, and continued to sway towards the direction of Sunset Viewpoint.

The carriage creaked and was not moving fast.

It took two or three hours to cover only forty or fifty miles.

Zhao Mianmian felt curious at first and looked left and right through the car window, but when the light gradually dimmed and the afterglow of the sunset gradually faded, she finally realized something was wrong.

There was no way they could reach the next market town before dark!!

[Oh no~ Host, you have to sleep outdoors~]

[Host, why did it get dark so quickly over there? It was bright just now, and it's only been a few minutes, how come it's almost completely dark?! ]

[The person in front, are you stupid? The host is in ancient times, in the wild, without electricity or lights, it gets dark quickly, isn't that normal?! ]

[Tsk tsk, I have to say, the environment in ancient times was really good. Look at this forest, how pure black it is! ]

Zhao Mianmian: [……]

[Ah, no, why are you all so excited? No one is worried about how the host and her group will spend the night in the wild? ! ]

[How to live? Just live like that! You have never eaten pork but you have seen pigs run? The anchor has so many people waiting on her, and you are still worried that she has no place to sleep? ? ]

[That’s right, besides, we are here. We can give some instructions on the public screen and ask the anchor to light a fire and cook something, which is easy, isn’t it? ]

[Actually… I made the flower chicken very delicious~]

[Don't tell me, I'm really craving that one! ]

As night fell, the night owls of the live broadcast system came online one after another.

When everyone saw Zhao Mianmian running into the wild, regardless of whether she was in a different world or whether she was only three years old, they started talking excitedly.

On the other hand, Zhao Mianmian did not feel relaxed. Instead, she tightly grasped the hem of Dong Zhu's clothes, feeling nervous and scared as if facing a great enemy.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's okay. After we pass this forest and reach the town in the east, we will find a place to stay and continue our journey after daybreak."

Dong Zhu looked through the curtain at the scenery outside the car with a frown.

Noticing Zhao Mianmian's nervousness, she quickly hugged him in her arms and comforted him gently.

At first, Zhao Mianmian was willing to believe what Dong Zhu said, "after crossing the mountain," and "reaching the town below."

But when Old Zhang stopped the car for the third time and walked into the woods while unbuckling his belt, she had a bad feeling.

"Ah, what's wrong with this old man Zhang? Why did he have to wait until now to come to this place where nothing goes wrong to have a stomachache?"

"It's already dark. When will he come back?"

"He, he he he won't abandon us and run away by himself!"

After all, Chunyue was just a little girl who had never seen the world. Even if she was usually bossy, she would be nervous when faced with such a situation.

She was afraid that Old Zhang would abandon the three of them, master and servant, in the wilderness, and she didn't dare to lift the curtain to chase him. She could only mutter anxiously in the car.

As soon as Chunyue finished speaking, Dongzhu clearly felt Zhao Mianmian in his arms tremble all over, so he gave his companion a cold look and sent her out to check the situation.

Dong Zhu: "That old Zhang has received the money, why would he abandon us? If you are worried, go out and look for him. Don't say anything nonsense here and scare my sister."

It was so dark outside that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. Chunyue was unwilling to leave the carriage to do such a thankless task, so she smiled awkwardly and changed the subject, talking about the old things in the mansion.

Chunyue was chattering to herself and Dongzhu was paying intermittent attention to her. Only Zhao Mianmian pricked up her ears and listened very attentively.

Just when Chunyue mentioned Zhao Mianmian's biological mother He Yunniang, an extremely shrill scream came from outside the car.

"what--"

The scream was so terrifying that it tore through the dark night sky and made people's hearts, livers and lungs tremble.