It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 178

Jiang Yan, who knew nothing, hugged the tree trunk and had a good sleep. When he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

The thick fog in the forest completely dissipated. Looking down from a high place, she saw only a few burnt-out fires and a few lying corpses, nothing else.

When did they evacuate? Jiang Yan was puzzled but not anxious. After a night, she had recognized and accepted the fact that she had become physically weak again.

She couldn't catch up by following the car, and it was easy to be controlled by others by hitchhiking without knowing the details. It would be better to walk slowly and rest for a few more days. By the time she got out of the mountains, her strength should have recovered to a large extent.

As for the dangers of tigers and wolves in the mountains, Jiang Yan weighed the pros and cons and felt that the risk was worth taking and she could hang on the trees more often.

After picking all the fruits he had found last night and leaning on a long branch with his weight, Jiang Yan slowly walked towards the mountain path he had chosen in advance.

We passed by the place where the group of people had stayed last night. After the fight, they didn't have the energy to move, so they just used sand to cover the bloodstains on the ground to avoid attracting wild animals.

When Jiang Yan got closer and took a look, she was surprised to find that she had woken up in time and still had time to leave quickly.

It was hard to see clearly from a high altitude, but when I got closer I realized the dirt was soaked in blood. Every corpse was covered in whip marks and knife wounds, and their expressions were hideous.

Jiang Yan, leaning on crutches, burst out his strength and walked more than a mile without stopping before slowing down to think carefully.

Those suspected third legs scattered on the ground, from the physical to the spiritual level, must be destroyed without a complete corpse! Don't mess with them, absolutely don't mess with them!

The two girls Jiang Yan was talking about and the guard Zhou took turns sneezing violently in a short period of time.

Guard Ma glanced over and saw Guard Zhou, who was leaning against the carriage and was withdrawn, suddenly tense and then relaxed. He then murmured:

"I remember now. Those people also kidnapped a half-dead woman and threw her on a cart with me. I never saw her again after I woke up. Damn it, it must have been her. She did something bad and ran away feeling guilty."

"Are you still looking for revenge on her?" Guard Ma advised softly, "We were rescued thanks to her help. You're so petty to hold a grudge against your lifesaver."

Guard Ma paused and continued, "This time we were careless and were drugged by a few low-class people who abused their inferior methods. As a result, the girls suffered. It is extremely shameful.

If this gets out and the master knows that we only managed to escape with the help of a sickly woman... Life is the hardest for incompetent people."

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The frail woman Jiang Yan walked along the mountain path with crutches. The road generally ran east-west and there were no forks in the road.

Because she was unconscious, she didn't know where she was being taken or how far she had walked. For safety reasons, she decided to follow the wheel tracks and make adjustments when she reached the town.

Jiang Yan had an extremely difficult journey.

Apart from traveling and resting, most of the time is spent on finding food and cooking it.

She had previous experience and knew that she would never be able to make fire by drilling wood together, so she always carried a small piece of flint with her. Although she had unfortunately lost her fire axe, she could still make do with arrowheads.

Without food, she would dig wild vegetables and fruits, clean them, and roast them over a fire, thinking it was a barbecue. Before, she had no choice, but now that she had the conditions, she still had to pay attention to sterilization and disinfection.

But after three or four meals, Jiang Yan felt indigestion and a bit of internal heat. She could only spend some effort to heat two yellow clay pots, boil water and make wild vegetable soup.

When her face turned green from eating all kinds of wild vegetables, Jiang Yan finally got lucky and pulled out a bundle of kudzu root from a pit six or seven inches deep, and she had a staple food every day.

As for meat, Jiang Yan found a wooden stick and tied the only arrowheads she had with hemp rope, piecing together a four-pointed javelin. It was a pity that she hadn't mastered her craft, and she couldn't catch a single one of the flying, running, or swimming creatures.

Jiang Yan occasionally felt very frustrated, thinking that if primitive people came, they would help her out of poverty.