Reborn in a virtual world, before the house was taken away

Although there were many weeds here, there were also many medicinal herbs. Just a few meters away, Feng Qingqing had already found two herbs for treating frostbite. They were of the right age. Although they were not her main purpose for this trip, she still spent a few minutes picking them since she had seen them.

As Feng Qingqing slowly walked forward step by step, her right stun gun began to emit a faint beeping sound, which was easy to miss if you didn't listen carefully.

It turns out that Feng Qingqing was probably a little nervous and accidentally touched some part of the stun gun, causing it to sound an alarm.

Feng Qingqing stood still, pondering that since the stun gun made a sound, there must be something causing it to move. She became extra careful, her palms slightly sweaty, and tightened her grip on the stun gun, standing there cautiously observing her surroundings.

After a while, no abnormalities were found.

Just as she was about to lift her leg and walk forward again, she suddenly felt that something was wrong with the weeds a meter ahead. They were clearly different from the grass next to them, as if they had been withered for a short time, and this grass was right in the path she had to take to move forward.

She stood still and used the long bamboo pole in her left hand to poke at the grass.

Unexpectedly, the bamboo pole encountered an obstacle and couldn't push it through; it felt as if the bamboo pole had hit a hard rock.

Feng Qingqing's eyes widened in disbelief; it seemed something was amiss.

Upon discovering the problem, Feng Qingqing became excited.

She leaned forward and switched the positions of the stun gun and bamboo pole in her left and right hands. She poked at the grass again with her right hand, moving it back and forth and left and right, and to her astonishment, she discovered that it wasn't grass at all, or rather, it was more than just grass.

It was actually a trap made of grass that was tightly bound around and on its surface!

At first glance, it's impossible to tell that it's anything other than weeds.

Feng Qingqing gave a silent, cold laugh. Without a doubt, besides Lü Yulan and Jiang Yun, there was no other one to consider.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment. Given the current situation, she decided to play along with the plan.

She first searched through the space, then thought of the chickens and ducks in the breeding area, gritted her teeth, and finally made a decision.

She knew her hunch was probably right; someone was nearby.

She first put the real animal trap into her spatial storage, then found some pieces of wood and tied a circle of weeds around it, just like she had done.

After finishing all that, Feng Qingqing checked to make sure nothing was missed, then suddenly collapsed at the spot where the animal trap had been, letting out a shrill scream.

"Ah... Ah..."

As she made the sound, Feng Qingqing sprinkled a bowl of chicken blood that she had prepared in advance on her legs and the weeds next to her.

Soon, a strong smell of blood wafted around.

Meanwhile, Liu He, who was hiding in a century-old tree not far away, was delighted to hear the screams. He remembered that he had heard that Feng Qingqing was strong and not someone to be trifled with, so he decided to wait until she bled a little more before going down.

Moreover, he had an old hunter personally modify that animal trap. It was originally a trap for hunting large animals, and it was very strong. Once caught, it was impossible for anyone to untie it without external force. He was very confident about this.

Sitting in the tree, Liu Hezheng was extremely pleased with himself. That bitch said that Feng Qingqing was very difficult to deal with, but he didn't think she was anything special. He made a move and captured her easily.

However, he had put in a lot of effort to wait for this day. For example, he had painstakingly waited and inquired about Feng Qingqing coming up the mountain today.

He had gotten these animal traps from an old hunter for two yuan, and to ensure they were foolproof, he had placed not only the one that Feng Qingqing was currently trapped in, but also several others in other locations.

He listened to Feng Qingqing's occasional gasps and snorts, and he felt it was wonderful. What Liu He was trying to do had not yet been accomplished.

A few more minutes passed before Liu Hezheng slowly slid down from the tree, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth. He staggered toward Feng Qingqing's location, smelling the increasingly strong stench of blood and hearing the gradually fading sounds from that side. Liu Hezheng smiled smugly.

The reason he waited a while before coming down was not entirely because he was worried about something going wrong, but because Liu Hezheng did not want Feng Qingqing to recognize him.

Meanwhile, Feng Qingqing, who was half-lying on the grass, had been listening carefully to the sounds around her ever since she screamed. However, almost ten minutes had passed before she heard a rustling sound coming from the north.

Feng Qingqing thought to herself, "It seems to be one person, and this person is quite cautious in their actions, not someone who comes to check immediately after something happens."

Feng Qingqing held her breath, waiting for the person on the other side to walk over step by step.

A few meters away, Liu Hezheng saw a woman lying on her side on the ground. Because her back was to him, he couldn't see her face, but the large patches of blood on her legs were shocking, and the smell of blood was coming from there.

Seeing that the woman was motionless, it seemed that she had fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Liu Hezheng lowered his guard and slowly walked over. He took out two ropes from his pocket, and just as he squatted down, preparing to tie Feng Qingqing's hands, he suddenly felt a strong force coming towards him, followed by two solid punches to his chest.

Before Liu Hezheng could react, Feng Qingqing had already tied the rope in his hands behind his back, binding him tightly. At the same time, to prevent him from shouting, she took a piece of rag from her basket (actually from her spatial storage) and gagged Liu Hezheng.

All actions are done in one go.

Only then did Feng Qingqing's tense nerves slowly relax. She plopped down on the ground, took a few deep breaths, took a water bottle from her basket and drank several mouthfuls of water before calmly looking at the newcomer.

The newcomer was a young man in his early twenties, of medium height and thin build, with unremarkable features, except for his unusually small eyes. Those eyes, which had just been so smug, were now filled with fear.

At this moment, Liu Hezheng was in a state of utter despair, repeatedly asking himself:

"Why, why? There's a distinct smell of blood. He made so many preparations. The trap has no flaws. Why?"

He was certain that even if he knew the approximate location of that animal trap, he might not be able to escape it, so how could Feng Qingqing possibly avoid it?

It must be said that Feng Qingqing was lucky. If the stun gun hadn't given her a warning in advance, she might have actually been caught in the trap. The animal trap was disguised so well that it was clear that Liu Hezheng was a meticulous and thoughtful person. It was no wonder that he had such a successful relationship with Xiong Baoguo in his previous life.

Unfortunately, he ran into Feng Qingqing today and fell into her hands. He'll be lucky to escape with his life.