Fast Travel: Debt Repayment Strategy

Chapter 53 Everyone Wants to Kill Me 2
Su Mu was stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved. Maybe the aura of heaven played a role, and he easily found Dandelion nearby.

The water falling from the mountain formed a pool. The water surface was clear and without impurities. Like a bright mirror, it clearly reflected the stones at the bottom of the pool.

Su Mu didn't see if there were any fish in the water, maybe they were hiding under the rocks.

As she approached the pool, she noticed that there were a few ripples on the surface of the water, and something seemed to be swimming in the water.

It turns out that the fish is not hiding at the bottom of the water, but that the fish is actually transparent and cannot be found unless you look carefully.

Su Mu was surprised for a while, and suddenly became more curious about this small world in his heart.

Feeling a little thirsty between her lips, she knelt down and took a little water with her hands.

This water is sweet and thirst-quenching, with a hint of coolness.

Sure enough, the ancient water is delicious, pollution-free, and pollution-free.

Unlike the domestic water in modern cities that has been disinfected and treated many times, even if it is boiled, it has a strange smell, and it is far less delicious than the pond water here.

Su Mu picked some dandelions from nearby and returned to the cave, chewed them up with his mouth and applied them to the wounds all over his body.

Fortunately, most of the original owner's injuries were skin trauma, except for some pain when taking medicine, Su Mu was almost healed after a day or two of treatment.

In the past few days, she barely had a meal by eating wild fruits.

After all, this is ancient times. I heard that the ancients gnawed bark and ate soil during famines.

It's unrealistic for Su Mu to think big fish and big meat. The protection mechanism of the merit list in the last small world deducted a large amount of merit, which just offset the income.

So much so that she didn't have the merit to store some things in the storage space, otherwise she wouldn't be in such a miserable state now.

Su Mu followed the route in Erya's memory and wandered around for a long time before seeing Zhangjiacun from a distance.

The Zhangjia Village in front of me is no longer the peaceful and comfortable small village in my memory, it has already been reduced to a piece of black coke, with a radius of hundreds of miles, there is no one alive.

Looking at the traces, Su Mu judged that the day of the accident happened to be the first day she came here, that is, the day Erya went up the mountain and fell off the cliff.

She looked at the black scorched land from afar, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart, which belonged to the original owner.

Su Mu approached the scorched Zhangjia Village little by little, and carefully searched for the villagers' corpses.

After all, these people are kind to the original owner, and the ancients all paid attention to being buried in the soil, hoping that they would have a good pregnancy in the next life.

Su Mu had been busy until the afternoon before he buried dozens of people in the whole village.

She buried everyone in the back mountain, the conditions were simple, and only a small mound was erected as a tombstone.

Erya was illiterate and couldn't read big characters. Su Mu didn't know the fonts of this era, so he didn't write names for the villagers.

There was no soot or charcoal in the mouths of any of the corpses, which is enough to prove that these people were all killed and then burned.

According to Erya's memory, the people in the village are quite simple, they live in the mountains and rarely go out, so it is difficult to make any enemies.

Before Erya went up the mountain that day, no guests visited Zhangjiacun.

Even if there were robbers burning, killing and looting, the dozens of old, weak, sick and disabled people in Zhangjia Village might be disgusted by other robbers.

This matter suddenly became confusing and unbelievable.

Vaguely, Su Mu always felt that something was wrong. She had an inexplicable premonition that those people would not come for the original owner.

Worried that those people would return to Zhangjiacun, she did not dare to stay here for too long.

Erya's house was burned to the ground, and Su Mu had nothing to bring, so he went on the road.

She didn't know where to go, so she could only go by feeling.

This time, the target of the mission is Yi Qinghan, which is quite difficult to find. Maybe he has to make money in ancient times again.

Su Mu searched her mind for ways to make money. She didn't know the formulas for soap, cement, colored glaze, and cosmetics.

It's over, it's cool, you can still make a hammer's worth of money.

After all, it takes a lot of money to find someone.

Su Mu thought for a few days but couldn't think of a reason.

In the past few days, she relied on the good luck of the halo of heaven to pick up a few wild rabbits for nothing, but what distressed her was that it was very difficult to dispose of the rabbit's corpse every time.

Without sharp knives, she could only chop with a homemade stone knife, and her arms were sore from the shock.

There is no seasoning, only the sour and astringent wild fruit in the forest can be used to grind it into juice and spread it evenly on the rabbit meat to make a called flower rabbit.

The taste is pretty good, rabbit flavor, with a hint of sweet and sour in the meat.

Su Mu has taken care of the original owner's body in the past few days. At least she thinks that she has gained a little weight within the range invisible to the naked eye.

I walked in the mountains and forests for about seven or eight days, and I didn't encounter any animals like blind bears along the way. I was very lucky.

But I didn't meet anyone, not even a trace of human habitation.

Su Mu always felt that she was running into the deep mountains and old forests, but her intuition told her that there would be no harm in doing so.

Because she believed in the effect of the heavenly halo, she did not go back and moved forward by following her feelings.

Su Mu met some strange flowers and plants on the road, and some of them were not bad, so she collected some and weaved them into garlands, not to mention pretty.

After all, life needs a little fun.

What surprised her the most was that these flowers never faded. If it wasn't for the touch of real flowers, she would suspect that they were fake flowers.

After a month of trekking, Su Mu finally came to the first human city with a simple bag made of rabbit fur on her back. She was finally freed from her solitary life.

The city gate is a hundred feet high, and a simple plaque hangs above it. Each stroke is vigorous and powerful, and it is very charming.

It seems that there are three characters. Although Su Mu can't understand the meaning of these three characters, one of them must be the word city.

It seems that ancient people wrote from right to left. I don't know if this is the same in this small world.

The writing here does not match any of Su Mu's knowledge, and the original owner is illiterate, so now she is considered illiterate.

Most of the people who came to the city wore coarse jerseys, but their clothes were very clean, and only a few even had patches.

The other group of people drove into the city in a horse-drawn carriage. They were either rich or expensive at first glance, and they were not easy to provoke.

After observing for a while, Su Mu was relieved to find that these people did not need to pay the city fee to enter the city. She is now penniless.

After waiting in line for a while, we quickly entered the city.

Just as Su Mu had imagined, it was very prosperous, with all kinds of vendors selling snacks, and the air was filled with fragrant aromas, which brought tears to the corners of people's mouths.

……

A stream of white light flew past the location of Zhangjiacun, paused for a moment, and then disappeared in a gust of wind.

(End of this chapter)