Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Zhao Ermu patted Zhao Zhizhi on the shoulder: "Listen well to everyone, and just wait here with peace of mind. If there is any news, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"My brother-in-law is such a smart person and his martial arts skills are so strong. How could something happen? Don't be too anxious! He might be back in a few days!" Zhao Sanmu quickly pulled Zhao Zhizhi and sat her down on a chair. .

Zhao Zhizhi felt mixed emotions in his heart when he heard what they said, but he did not refute and remained silent.

When Father Zhao and the three Zhao brothers saw her like this, they thought she had heard it.

In the next few days, Father Zhao asked the three brothers of the Zhao family to take turns guarding Zhao Zhizhi to prevent her from sneaking out.

However, Zhao Zhizhi was not guarded at all!

Dots of stars stand out among the dark clouds, like twinkling tears in the distant sky.

Zhao Zhizhi stood quietly in front of the window, her eyes deep and firm.

Outside the window, the moonlight shines on the bluestone path, seeming to cast a layer of silver gauze over this quiet hut.

Endless thoughts surged in Zhao Zhizhi's heart, and her decision was as deep and mysterious as the night.

In her hand, she gently held a pack of medicinal ingredients, which she secretly selected from Xia Pan'er.

These medicinal materials shimmered faintly in the moonlight, as if they had some magical power.

She gently caressed the medicinal materials, and gently moved the grinder with her fingers. Every grinding seemed to bring endless tenderness.

The aroma of the medicinal materials gradually spread, with a hint of sweetness and a hint of mystery.

This fragrance seems to have some kind of magic power, making people's minds immersed in it unconsciously.

Over time, these ground herbs were crafted into an incense.

Zhao Zhizhi carefully put them away and waited for the arrival of night.

There was a kind of determination in her eyes, which was determination for the future and a challenge to fate.

As the night grew darker, Zhao Zhizhi lit the incense.

The aroma spread slowly, carrying an indescribable magic power.

Soon, Zhao Sanmu, who was guarding outside, was attracted by the fragrance, and he walked towards the hut involuntarily.

But as he approached the hut, his vision suddenly went dark and he lost consciousness.

Zhao Zhizhi opened the door softly and saw that Zhao Sanmu was unconscious.

She looked at him quietly for a long time. The dissuasive voices of Father Zhao and the three Zhao brothers seemed to still be echoing in her ears. Their words were full of worry and reluctance.

A complex expression appeared on her face, which was a mixture of worry, reluctance, determination and determination.

The moonlight shines on Zhao Sanmu's face through the window, making his face look softer.

Zhao Zhizhi gently stroked his face, and the warmth seemed to spread to her heart through her fingertips.

A tear flashed in her eyes, but she quickly held it back. She knew she couldn't change her decision. She set off secretly and headed towards the battlefield in northern Xinjiang.

When Zhao Ermu came to take turns guarding Zhao Zhizhi the next day, he saw Zhao Sanmu asleep. He immediately shook his third brother awake and asked eagerly: "Where is Zhizhi? Why are you sleeping here? Where has she gone?"

Zhao Sanmu was shaken awake and sat up in a daze. When he saw his second brother's anxious look, he suddenly woke up.

His eyes widened and he stammered: "I...I don't know, she was gone when I woke up."

Zhao Ermu's heart suddenly sank, and he felt a chill rising from his back and quickly spreading throughout his body.

He suppressed the panic in his heart and tried to calm down. He glanced around, and except for Sanmu, there was no sign of Zhao Zhizhi.

Zhao Sanmu tried hard to recall what happened last night, but he only remembered smelling a faint fragrance during the vigil, and everything after that was a blur.

"try to find!"

Zhao Ermu issued the order decisively.

Father Zhao and the rest of the people were called to help, and everyone worked together to find Zhao Zhizhi's whereabouts.

Front yards, backyards, shops, streets... every possible place left their footprints.

Time passed by minute by second, and the sky gradually darkened.

Father Zhao frowned, his eyes full of anxiety.

He called Zhao Zhizhi's name over and over again, his voice full of endless worry and helplessness.

Everyone knew that if Zhao Zhizhi deliberately wanted to hide, they would have no way of finding her.

Father Zhao immediately gathered the three brothers of the Zhao family and came over, "You guys go after Zhizhi right away!"

"No matter how high the price is, we must not let her go to the battlefield!"

The three Zhao brothers responded: "Okay! Dad, don't worry!"

"We must bring our little sister back as soon as possible!"

"Don't be too anxious, just wait at home!"

After saying that, they simply packed their bags and took action immediately.

At this time, on the other side, a man went to the battlefield alone. This was a road full of thorns, but Zhao Zhizhi never stopped.

There was a fire burning in her heart, which was worry and longing for Wei Shao. She crossed one barren hill after another, and crossed one rapid river after another. Her clothes were torn by thorns and her skin was tanned by the scorching sun.

But all the difficulties and challenges cannot stop her progress.

Time seems to slow down and every day is full of suffering.

But Zhao Zhizhi did not give up. She knew that only by personally confirming Wei Shao's safety could her heart be at peace.

A month later, she finally arrived at the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang.

The sight before her eyes made her burst into tears. The battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood and gunpowder smoke, and there were broken flags and fallen soldiers everywhere.

She saw the figure of Wei Shao, who was fighting with the enemy with the few remaining guards. His body was covered in blood and dirt, but his eyes were still firm and sharp.

Zhao Zhizhi felt a strong feeling of emotion and respect in his heart. She knew that Wei Shao had been fighting for the safety of thousands of people and he was a true hero.

Zhao Zhizhi's tears couldn't help but fall down, and his heart was filled with pride and gratitude.

In this battlefield full of smoke and blood, Wei Shao used his courage and persistence to let her see hope and light.

She hid in the nearby woods and stared at the fierce battlefield ahead.

With swords and swords flashing, flesh and blood flying everywhere, the cruelty of war is undoubtedly evident. She was heartbroken, but she knew she couldn't act rashly, so she could only observe secretly and wait for the best opportunity.

As time passed by, the war gradually entered a white-hot stage. Both sides come and go, refusing to give in to each other.

At this moment, she discovered that the situation on the battlefield had changed, and one side began to decline. She knew the opportunity had come. She cautiously poked her head out of the woods and observed the changes on the battlefield.