Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

They quickly returned to the inn, thinking about the filming equipment inside. Chi Xing and Qing Yu took Wen Fang to the grove behind the courtyard.

By then it was already daylight, and the thick fog had dissipated.

Wenfang woke up coughing; her thin, dark body looked as if a gust of wind could cause it to fall apart.

Her dry, yellow hair was messy, and she looked like a thin, homeless person.

"Tell me, why did you call me there? Did you want those people to harm me?" Qingyu's voice remained calm as always.

There was not even any sense of blame.

Hope returned to Wenfang's eyes. Her eyes, which had long been dry and unable to shed tears, were dry. Just as she was about to open her mouth to speak, her throat became extremely itchy.

"Cough cough cough..."

After a bout of coughing, blood seeped from the corner of Wenfang's mouth, and her face became even paler.

Wenfang struggled to sit up from the ground, took a few deep breaths, and then said to Qingyu:

"sorry."

"I can't help it, I'm sorry..."

As she spoke, she coughed again.

This time, he even coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Just as Akahoshi was about to lose patience and kill her, Wenfang's withered finger pointed into the depths of the forest.

"They're all buried here."

Wenfang was unconscious and didn't know what happened to those people, but seeing that Qingyu and Chixing were alright, those people had probably been arrested.

"There are many people in the village who have been trafficked. I beg you, please save them..."

Wenfang was abducted here ten years ago and has long forgotten what the outside world looks like.

These days, she uses her connection with the village chief to get close to the production team, but she never gets a chance to speak to them alone.

Or perhaps, she dared not say it.

If she tells these things, she will definitely be beaten to death.

Like many women before her, she was violated and killed by many men.

Wenfang had long been unafraid of death; in their view, death might be a kind of liberation.

But every time Wenfang thought about how many more women would be abducted here and tortured to death by these people, she wanted to wait a little longer.

Perhaps we can think of a way; perhaps they still have a chance to get out alive.

Whenever she tried to go out alone, someone would follow her—either the village chief or her little bastard son.

After Wenfang was abducted here, she gave birth to several children. All the girls were strangled to death, and only the little boy she had with the village chief survived.

Over the years, in order to survive, Wenfang has catered to everyone in the village. Everyone can treat her like an animal and everyone can bully her.

Every year, people are sold here, and Wenfang helps them escape, but they are always discovered.

Knowing they couldn't escape, those women preferred to be beaten to death rather than betray her.

The scene of those women being beaten to death flashed through Wenfang's mind, and she could only seize this opportunity.

The people on that show must be powerful and influential. If something happens to someone like that in this village...

Wenfang's plan was simple: attract the celebrities from the inn and expose all the evils in the village.

The women were saved, but she didn't expect that Ge Tieniu and his men would come in so many numbers that Qingyu couldn't escape.

"I'm not a good person, I deserve to die, but I beg you, please save them, I beg you..."

Wenfang knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Qingyu and Chixing.

His forehead hit a sharp pebble on the ground, and blood flowed down, leaving his forehead a bloody mess.

She had prayed to gods and Buddhas for ten years, but not a single one had seen their suffering. But the person in front of her might be able to, and she dared not give up as long as there was even the slightest chance.

As if she felt no pain, Wenfang continued to kowtow, pleading for the lives of others.

She may not be a good person, but she wanted to save people.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and a cold wind blew by. Dozens of ghostly figures appeared behind Wenfang, some alone, some with little girls.

They were all ugly, vengeful ghosts, but the ugliness on their faces was not a birthmark, but evidence of inhuman torture they had suffered in their previous lives.

The vengeful spirits knelt down with Wenfang and kowtowed to Qingyu and the other woman, hoping that the gods would help the women who were still alive.

Qingyu scanned their faces one by one, and found that they were all vengeful ghosts, many of whom had even taken human lives.

So what? They were just seeking revenge. Is that wrong?

"Star……"

Qingyu turned to look at Chixing.

Akahoshi remained gentle as ever, saying, "Do what you want to do."

*

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Qingyu and Chixing were preparing to go out, carrying a small camera and wearing earpieces.

The two went downstairs, intending to leave quietly.

The living room lights snapped on, and the remaining guests on the show all looked over.

“We want to go too.” Chen Ling was the first to step forward as always.

Tian Tian, ​​who was standing next to her, had an angry expression on her face, while the other boys were holding sticks, as if they were about to get into a fight.

Akahoshi's face turned cold: "Are you afraid that if so many people go, others won't find out?"

The group was intimidated by his imposing manner and wanted to back down, but then they remembered that they had come together, so what was the point of sending just the two of them into the inferno?

"It's too dangerous for just the two of you to go. What if you get discovered?" Fan Xiaowei said anxiously.

When they saw Wenfang being carried back, they kept wondering what had happened.

It was only when they stumbled upon Chiyu talking to the female ghost that they realized the village wasn't as peaceful as it seemed.

They weren't stupid; when they saw that there weren't many young women in the village, they realized something was wrong.

They hadn't expected things to turn out this way, and they were even more worried about Chixing and Qingyu going on the risk.

"Everything will be alright. You should contact the outside world first."

Chi Xing glanced at Chi Yu and told him to contact Chi Feng.

"Just wait," Qingyu waved to them and pulled Chixing out the door.

The others could only watch their own live streams. Strangely, it seemed that the other people's live streams were being controlled by something, and all the software was showing Qingyu and Chixing's live stream footage.

Barrage:

What happened? Why did the screen suddenly go black?

【What the heck is this show? Why was it pushed here?】

Ah, this eerie scene, I can't even bear to look.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this is a live broadcast of a paranormal program.

Is the platform down? Why is this screen displayed in every live stream?

[I've been watching, and these are Qingyu and Chixing. I wonder what they're up to.]

[Chi Xing, Qing Yu? Isn't this the one trending on social media? I heard Qing Yu is a member of the Xuanmen sect.]

He is the abbot of the Qingshan Xuanmen sect.

"Isn't Wen Yanqing the one from Xuanmen? How come there's another Qingyu?" People who don't follow Weibo started asking.

Someone quickly offered an explanation.

[Chi Ba has already debunked the rumors. Wen Yanqing is not a member of any Xuanmen sect at all, and the Chi family never invited him to go down to the Chi family's ancient tomb. This was all a play staged by Wen Yanqing himself.]