A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

Song Zhili couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it. She stepped out from the shadows, her eyes still warily scanning her surroundings, afraid that something else might suddenly jump out.

It was completely silent when she reached the tiger's side. When she saw a crossbow bolt stuck in the tiger's eye, she became wary, gripped the pistol tightly, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Who is it? Come out!"

Song Zhili's voice echoed through the forest. Just when she thought the person behind her wouldn't come out, a gust of wind came from behind her. Song Zhili shifted her body to the side, then turned her head to point her gun at the direction behind her. Just as she pulled the trigger, she saw the man behind her clearly.

At the same time, the bullet was fired. She saw the man nimbly dodge the bullet, her pupils contracted sharply, and she was terrified.

Who is this guy? He managed to dodge a pistol bullet. Oh no, he's discovered my secret. Will he kill me to silence me?

What should I do!

"Hey, what's that hidden weapon of yours? Can I take a look?"

Just as Song Zhili was pondering, she heard the man's voice coming from her. The next moment, the man was in front of her, and Song Zhili was startled again.

Is this the legendary light-footed skill?! So cool!

I wish I could learn that myself.

Wait, wait, Song Zhili, what time is it now? What are you thinking about?

Song Zhili looked up, and only when she was so close could she see the face of the man standing in front of her clearly.

The man was a head taller than Song Zhili, about 1.8 meters tall. His hair was loose, covering his forehead and most of his eyes. He had stubble around his mouth and a scar on his right cheek that looked like a centipede.

Song Zhili's mind was racing. She definitely couldn't show the gun to this man, but if she didn't, what would he do to her?

"Da Ya, Da Ya, where are you? Waaah..."

Just as she was wondering what to do, she heard Song Fang's voice. She immediately turned around and replied, "Song Fang, I'm here."

After Song Zhili finished speaking, she turned her head and looked again. The man had suddenly disappeared. Seeing that Song Fang and the others were about to get closer, she was still holding the small pistol in her hand. Now she had nowhere to put it, so she could only hold it in her hand and put her hand into her sleeve.

I don't know where this gun came from. I wish I could put it back.

As Song Zhili was thinking this, her wrist felt slightly hot again, and the gun in her hand disappeared. She noticed the abnormality, reached out to look, and sure enough, there was nothing there. She touched her body again and even jumped up and down a couple of times.

Song Fang walked over with Song Zidong and Song Dashan, and this is what they saw. "Da Ya, are you scared out of your wits? Where...where is that big cat?"

As it grew dark, Song Fang did not see the tiger lying at Song Zhili's feet.

Behind her, Song Dashan and Song Zidong were also looking around warily, afraid that the big cat that Song Fang mentioned might suddenly appear from somewhere else.

"Ah, I'm fine. The big cat is here; it's dead."

Song Zhili casually pointed to the ground to the side, and the three of them looked in the direction Song Zhili was pointing, and sure enough, they saw a large cat lying there motionless.

"Little sister, did you kill this big cat?"

"My dear daughter, are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Song Zhili was about to admit it, but then she thought, no, no, she couldn't say that she killed it, otherwise she wouldn't know how to explain how a weak woman like her could have killed this behemoth.

"No, the big cat was killed by a man. He saw me being chased by this big cat, so he rescued me and killed it in the process."

Upon hearing Song Zhili's words, Song Dashan and Song Zidong's hearts jumped into their throats, and they carefully examined Song Zhili from head to toe.

Song Zhili felt uncomfortable being stared at like that, so she changed the subject.

"Dad, Big Brother, this big cat is huge, it must weigh at least two hundred pounds. How are we going to carry it down the mountain?"

“Yes, Father, why don’t you stay here and I go down and find some people to come up and help?”

Song Dashan nodded in agreement with Song Zidong's statement.

After seeing Song Dashan nod, Song Zidong quickly headed down the mountain.

Meanwhile, Song Dashan carefully inquired with Song Zhili about the appearance of the person who saved her. Since the person had saved his daughter, he felt he had to thank them.

Besides, the other party killed this big cat and left it here, clearly not intending to keep it. He should remember this favor.

Song Zhili could only describe the appearance of the man to Song Dashan.

"So it was him! No wonder, he's probably the only one capable of killing this big cat all by himself."

Upon hearing Song Dashan's words, Song Zhili realized that he must know that person, so she asked him curiously.

"Dad, who are you talking about? Is he from our village? Why don't I recognize him and have no recollection of him?"

She remembered almost everyone in the village, except for that man, whom she had no memory of at all.

“He is the son of the hunter Nahe. He injured his face when he was a child, and he has not liked to go out much since then. You rarely see him.”

"Ah, it's him, Uncle Song. I remember his name is He Chengjing, isn't it?"

Song Fang also remembered that He the hunter had brought him to her grandfather's house before, and she had seen him then.

"Yes, that's right. But He the Hunter passed away two years ago, and I haven't seen him since. I thought he had left the village, but I didn't expect him to still be here."

Song Dashan remembered that he had seen the child a few times. He seemed to be a man of few words, and he wondered how the child had survived alone for the past two years.

“Da Ya, it’s getting late today. I’ll go with you tomorrow to thank them.”

"Ah."

Song Zhili responded softly. They waited there for a few more minutes before Song Zidong finally arrived with his men.

Song Zhili glanced at them. They were all families who had a good relationship with Song Zidong. They came forward without asking any questions, lifted the tiger onto a stick, tied it with hemp rope, and carried it down the mountain together.

As soon as she reached the foot of the mountain, Song Zhili felt as if a gaze was watching her. She turned her head to look, but saw nothing. She shook her head, thinking that she was just imagining things.

She then left with the crowd.

What she didn't know was that a man had emerged from the shadows in the direction she had just been looking. If Song Zhili were still here, she would definitely have recognized him.

This is the man she met in the mountains, He Chengjing!