Chapter 1 Counterattack

“Dead? It’s none of my business, none of my business…”

Zhao Dala, in the dense forest of Humpback Mountain in Changhe Village, muttered to himself.

He rushed out of the woods in a panic, scrambling and rolling.

He had just accidentally pushed that stinky girl, he didn’t know it would result in a life.

Beside the pile of rocks in the dense forest, the girl who had been lying on the ground, lifeless and covered in blood, suddenly twitched her finger.

On the other side, Zhao Dala, who had just rushed out of the forest, looked back at the dense forest behind him, and suddenly a surge of evil arose from his heart.

Since the person was dead, he couldn’t leave any evidence to bring himself to prison.

Not far from the forest was a sheer cliff. Zhao Dala, emboldened, turned back to the original path.

Zhao Dala returned to the spot and reached out to drag the girl lying on the ground, preparing to throw her body off the cliff.

“Don’t blame me, blame your bad luck. Why did you run? The wronged have their heads, the debtors have their masters. If you want revenge in the future, go find Wang Jiaojiao.”

Zhao Dala’s hand just reached out, but the person lying on the ground suddenly opened her eyes.

Qin Ruo moved her mind, and a sharp dagger appeared in her hand.

“Get out!”

She rolled to the side, dodging the dirty claws that reached out to her.

Zhao Dala was startled at first, but when he recovered, a lewd smile appeared on his face.

“Oh, you’re not dead? What a pity, you’re only going to die today. It’s better if I let you taste it, at least I can give you a quick death…”

At this time, the fear in Zhao Dala’s heart had dissipated, only feeling a burning desire in his stomach, his eyes flashing with excitement.

The person in front of him was, in his eyes, a lamb to be slaughtered.

Zhao Dala saw that Qin Ruo didn’t say anything, and he became even more proud. Without thinking, he pounced on Qin Ruo on the ground.

“Die…” A cold voice rang out, and Qin Ruo leaped from the ground in a carp-like posture.

A flash of cold light, and blood spurted from Zhao Dala’s neck. He fell to the ground, clutching his neck in terror, his throat making a strange sound.

Zhao Dala tried to get up, but with a “thump” he fell back to the ground and slowly lost his breath.

Until his death, those eyes filled with fear and despair did not close.

Qin Ruo glanced indifferently at the corpse lying on the ground, collapsed on the ground, closed her eyes, and gasped for breath.

At this moment, her mind was still digesting the memories that did not belong to her.

Even if she was unwilling, she had to accept that she had transmigrated.

From the rapidly developing modern world, she had transmigrated to a fictional dynasty – the Great Sheng Dynasty.

The original owner was the daughter of the Qin family, a hunter in Changhe Village, named Qin Qiuxi, only fifteen years old.

The man she had just killed was called Zhao Dala, a notorious hooligan in Changhe Village.

Today, the original owner, Qin Qiuxi, dragged her body, which was still recovering from a cold, intending to collect the wild animals she had trapped in the back mountain. Unexpectedly, she met this disgusting thing on the way to the mountain.

As soon as Zhao Dala saw the original owner, he first harassed her and then tried to do something indecent.

The original owner had some martial arts skills, and it was no problem for her to deal with two or three ordinary people on weekdays.

However, the original owner was dragging her sick body at that time, and she was no match for Zhao Dala at all. She was forced to flee to this dense forest.

In the struggle with Zhao Dala, she was pushed by him and hit a boulder, and so she died.

“Trash!”

Qin Ruo cursed softly, slowly getting up from the ground.

She felt a throbbing pain in her head and touched it, only to find her hand covered in blood.

The next second, Qin Ruo moved her mind, and a bottle of medicine without any label appeared in her hand.

Following her instincts, she fumbled and sprinkled the hemostatic powder on the painful wound. Then, she tore a rectangular strip of cloth from the inner hem of her coarse cloth skirt and wrapped her head loosely.

Then, following the original owner’s memory, she took out a cold, hard wild grass cake from her body and ate it without changing her expression.

When she felt her body regain some strength, she stood up and prepared to leave the forest.

As she passed by Zhao Dala’s corpse, Qin Ruo stopped, a cold glint in her eyes.

She sneered, and a small bone flute appeared in her hand.

Qin Ruo held the bone flute and slowly retreated to the edge of the forest, a low, ethereal flute sound slowly rising.

It was like weeping, like complaining, like there, like not there, with an indescribable strangeness.

In just a breath, a large pack of wolves suddenly appeared on the other side of the forest.

Dozens of hungry wild wolves rushed out, devouring Zhao Dala’s corpse in a few minutes, leaving not even a bone.

The pack of wolves finished eating the corpse and quickly disappeared into the forest.

Except for the bloodstains left on the ground, the torn clothes, everything that had happened just now seemed like a dream.

As soon as the wolves left, hundreds of snakes of various sizes and patterns, large and small, slithered over from all directions.

The snakes hissed their tongues at the place with bloodstains, circled the spot a few times, and then dispersed.

Suddenly, Qin Ruo seemed to sense something. Her sharp eyes quickly swept over the other end of the forest.

Soon, she withdrew her gaze, put the bone flute back into her space, and quickly flashed behind a towering ancient tree.

As soon as Qin Ruo hid, a young man in a moon-white brocade robe, with an unparalleled handsome face, walked out slowly.

Beside him was a round-faced guard in blue martial arts clothes, holding a long sword.

“My dear mother! Master, we almost got caught.”

“That little girl is really ruthless…”

The round-faced guard looked at the bloodstains on the ground, remembering the pack of wolves and the snake tide just now, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

“Ruthless? It’s just self-defense.”

The man called Master, with peach blossom eyes shining, a lazy smile blooming on his lips, beautiful enough to captivate the soul.

“Speaking of which, where are the snakes in this cold winter? That little girl is really capable. Should we report it to the officials?”

The guard in blue clothes continued to ask like a chatterbox.

“A Jiu, why do you have so much to say? Are you bored?”

“Everyone has their own fate…”

The man played with the jade pendant on his waist, glanced at A Jiu, his expression seeming to smile but not smiling.

The guard in blue immediately shut his mouth obediently and stood aside.

But he was thinking to himself: Master, we are here to find medicinal herbs. Look at what you are doing now? Aren’t you also quite bored?

The young man didn’t speak again, but just raised his eyes and looked around.

After a while, he left with the person called A Jiu, and the dense forest returned to its tranquility.

Qin Ruo came out from behind the forest, looking at the direction where the two men left, feeling annoyed for a moment.

She was careless! She didn’t like potential trouble and danger.

This forest was also known as the Death Forest by the people of Changhe Village.

Usually, the people of Changhe Village would not dare to set foot in it.

Today, if Zhao Dala hadn’t been chasing the original owner, he wouldn’t have dared to get close to this place even if he had ten guts.

The two men, judging from their clothes, were not ordinary people.

When she blew the bone flute to summon the pack of wolves, she noticed the presence of the two men.

So she pretended to leave and hid aside to observe.

Just when Qin Ruo was thinking about whether to fight to the death and silence them, the man in white clothes left with the guard.