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Xiao Ran watched the boy approach step by step, her heart growing increasingly panicked. She tried to calm herself, but her thoughts were a tangled mess that was difficult to unravel.

What do we do now? What else can we do? There's only one way: run!

The cave was pitch black; if she could hide in the darkness, he might not be able to find her easily.

So...she took off running!

But the boy quickened his pace, following closely behind her, as if he knew her location.

But they never caught up...?

Xiao Ran found it strange, but she didn't have time to think about the oddities now, because she saw the cave entrance where she had just woken up.

She was just... just a few steps away! She could have jumped into the river and escaped the pursuit.

She didn't care whether her wound had reopened or whether it hurt; all she knew was that if that boy caught her, she would end up like the other two, a corpse.

She had only recently been reborn, and she hadn't even taken her revenge yet. How could she die here!

But the boy pounced on her just as she was about to take the final step.

"Ugh." Xiao Ran groaned in pain.

The boy pinned her against the stone wall in an odd posture, one hand gripping her wrists, the other holding a short sword against her neck, his face inches away, his warm breath brushing against her skin as he opened and closed his mouth.

"who are you?"

He felt the girl in front of him breathe rapidly, but she still tried to remain calm, staring at him with cold eyes.

He suddenly remembered that the look in her eyes was just like the kitten he used to raise. Every time it saw him, it would look fierce and menacing, just like the girl in front of him now.

It's interesting.

Xiao Ran felt the blade getting closer and closer, and felt a stinging pain as her skin was being cut. She began to tremble all over.

Why? Is this the ending in my second life?

Perhaps she shouldn't have sought revenge; perhaps she could never have defeated He Wan in several lifetimes; perhaps this was her predetermined fate.

She closed her eyes.

A glistening tear rolled down her pale face.

So be it.

bang-

The sword slipped from the boy's hand.

Like the kitten, it appeared before him, barely alive, with tears glistening in its eyes. He didn't understand; since the victor is king and the loser is villain, why shed tears?

He bent down, picked up the sword, and walked out of the cave.

Xiao Ran was stunned for a while before slowly sliding down the stone wall. She was a little scared, as she originally thought she was going to die.

She wiped away her tears, got up from the ground, and walked towards the cave entrance.

There were still two gleaming corpses, their clothes torn to shreds by the boy, and only the sword on the letter had been removed.

She picked up the letter and began to read it carefully.

The letter stated that the valley she was currently in was called Liuyun Valley, and that there was a Liuyun Village within it. The letter contained a reply from a person named "Yuan" to the third leader of Liuyun Village.

This person should be the official they mentioned earlier.

But the more she looked at it, the more something seemed off.

The above is a very simple description of Liuyun Village, similar to a greeting.

But her intuition told her it wasn't that simple.

In his previous life, Chen Zijin died at the hands of the rebels, which was one thing, but another major event that happened at the Summer Palace was the rebellion of the rebels.

Although she was in a daze because her aunt was 'feeding medicine' in her previous life and didn't know what happened that day, she still had some impression of it. After all, she was celebrating her birthday at the time and was arranged to be in a safe place by the people sent by her father.

It is said that Emperor Jingyang seemed to have made preparations to fight against those rebels, so that day the blood flowed for miles and the scene was too horrific to bear.

She shook her head. If Chen Zijin had also fallen into this valley and been killed by the rebels in her previous life, then there was only one possibility for this letter: that Liuyun Village was related to the rebels.

But we can't be sure, after all, she's not Chen Zijin, and we don't know what happened to her.

But what exactly is this Liuyun Village?

Moreover, now that she's fallen into this valley, she can't go back anytime soon, and there's danger everywhere. So the most dangerous place is the safest place...

She looked at another person whose clothes were still relatively intact.

……

After a while, Xiao Ran, disguised as a bandit, picked up a knife from the ground and put it on her waist.

She had been under a lot of tension, and only now was she able to feel the pain in her wound again. Moreover, the wound was bleeding heavily when she changed her clothes.

And there's more... she touched her neck.

She simply tore her own clothes into strips and used them to bandage the wound.

Now she wants to go out and explore the way back, and also find some herbs.

She had wandered around as a child and had also learned some methods of identifying herbs from some quack doctors.

Stepping out of the cave, she found herself in a forest. The rain had stopped and the sky was clear; birds were chirping in the trees, and the air was filled with a fresh scent, giving her a feeling of relief after surviving a disaster.

She picked up a tree branch and used it to support herself as she walked into the woods.

Along the way, she saw many patrolling bandits, but she avoided them. However, after avoiding them, she was left with only a quiet path.

Fortunately, she soon found some of the herbs she needed, as well as many herbs she didn't recognize, which were strangely shaped.

She only picked the herbs she needed, and as she sat on a large rock, grinding them into a paste to apply to herself, she heard a question.

"who?"

Xiao Ran was speechless; there were people everywhere.

She turned her head and saw a middle-aged man sitting in a wooden wheelchair, with another young man pushing him from behind. The man in the wheelchair was thin, but looked very fierce.

"Are you mute? I'm asking you a question!" the young man pushing the wheelchair shouted angrily.

Xiao Ran immediately stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said in a calm voice, "I... I'm one of Brother Qiang's men. I was delivering a message to the Third Master, but I got lost here..."

The young man, with an aggressive demeanor, said, "Lost? Didn't your third boss tell you that this road is off-limits?! I don't think you're lost at all, you're just trying to..."

The person in the wheelchair gestured for her to stop, then stared at her and said, "Kid, do you know the effects of this medicine?"

Xiao Ran held the unground herb in her hand, looked at it curiously, and then nodded. "I know it. It's purple elm. It has hemostatic and blood-stasis-dispersing effects. Most importantly, it can be boiled in water and taken internally to treat headaches."

After hearing what she said, the young man was somewhat surprised, but then he didn't believe it and whispered to the person in the wheelchair, "Fourth Master, I think this person is mostly talking nonsense. This was passed down from our ancestors. How could this kid possibly know about it?"

“No, he’s telling the truth.” The man in the wheelchair asked her gravely, “What’s your name?”

"My name is Dali."

The young man's eyes twitched slightly. This small-bodied guy named himself Dali (meaning "Great Strength"), wasn't he afraid of being beaten to death one day?

"Mo Ping, didn't you say that I've always been short of a disciple, and that you're short of a junior brother?"

It turned out that this young man was the apprentice of the fourth leader.

Upon hearing this, Mo Ping immediately shook his head and said, "Fourth Master, no way! He's just a vagrant, illiterate and ignorant of etiquette. How can he serve you?"

"Do you really think you can find anyone literate and well-mannered in this valley?" the fourth leader said sternly. "Alright, there's no point in saying more. It's settled then."

Mo Ping fell silent. Originally, they were also from a prominent family, but the main family had declined and they had ended up here. Most of the people in this village were refugees, so it was impossible for them to become disciples of his main family.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, but without a disciple, the family head couldn't pass on the inheritance. He could only blame himself for not being interested in herbs, especially since some herbs had a pungent and unpleasant smell. Otherwise, how could this kid have ended up here!

"Are you willing to come with me? Let me make this clear first, following me will be tough. I love to travel the world." The fourth leader looked directly into Xiao Ran's eyes, which made her feel a little strange.

Mo Ping scratched his head. When had his patriarch ever left this valley?

Could it be that he was trying to dissuade this person? That makes sense; with such a small frame, how could he possibly want to stay here? After all, the work here is all dirty and tiring.

"I do," Xiao Ran replied after thinking for a moment.

"Okay. Mo Ping, go and report to the head of the gang. Tell him to stop making a big fuss about this recruitment event. I've already selected my disciples." The fourth leader turned his head and instructed him.

"Yes..." Mo Ping bowed and replied, though he was dissatisfied, he sternly instructed Xiao Ran: "You listen to me carefully. It is a great honor to be the disciple of the family head. If you dare to plot anything, I will make you wish you were dead!"

After saying that, he called Xiao Ran over and handed her the armrests of the wheelchair.

"Okay, senior brother." Xiao Ran smiled at Mo Ping.

Mo Ping flicked his sleeves, snorted, and left.