Quick Travel: Is it OK to recycle yourself?

Chapter 125 Ancient Version of Poor Little One 10

Thinking of the plot of a novel I had read before, going up a high place with a group of people to see the distant view, and then composing a few impromptu poems, which would have made all the students applaud, would surely become a good story.

Thinking of herself standing on a high place in white clothes, receiving everyone's admiring eyes, An Linglong couldn't help laughing. Yes, let's do it, let's go hiking now.

An Linglong called her maid and gave her instructions. When she saw the maid leave, she also called the other maids, "Hurry up and pack up. Your young lady and I are going to enjoy the spring."

The maids looked at each other in bewilderment. Going to the mountains in the middle of summer to enjoy the spring? Isn't this just feeding the wild animals? Their young lady was becoming more and more confusing.

However, they only dared to think about this in their hearts and absolutely did not dare to object. They didn't know why their well-educated and well-mannered young lady suddenly became like this?

An Linglong felt very proud when she saw the maids busying themselves. Look, this is the benefit of being born into a noble family. She can do whatever she wants just by moving her mouth. This kind of life is really good. It is not like before, when she had to calculate the money to eat something delicious. She never wanted to live such a poor life again.

When An Linglong came downstairs in a white gauze dress, her followers were ready. She raised her chin and walked down the stairs gracefully, smiling at the people waiting for her. Those young men followed An Linglong out of the inn in a daze.

An Linglong looked at the scholars and young men following behind her, and was extremely satisfied with the skills she used. It would be even better if Jiang Xunzhi was following her. She didn't expect that she would encounter such a tough problem, but she was not in a hurry and took her time.

An Linglong initially just wanted to gain points by improving Jiang Xunzhi's impression, but his attitude made her even more excited. She didn't care about the impression that was too easy to get. Only when such a man finally fell at her feet could she feel a sense of accomplishment.

I don't believe that she, a time-traveling woman from modern times, can easily manipulate these ancient people. Her current aloofness is just a false aloofness. As for how much she likes them, she likes all the handsome men of all kinds, but her favorite one has not appeared yet.

She doesn't want to give up the entire forest just for a tree. She wants to own them all. Other time-traveling girls can have girls on both sides, so why can't she?

All the ideas were wonderful, but after really starting to climb the mountain, An Linglong regretted her decision countless times.

Damn it, who can tell her why climbing a mountain is so tiring? Shouldn’t she be able to reach the destination by just walking?

Who else could tell her why this mountain road was so difficult to walk on? If she knew, she wouldn't come to this mountain. It would be better to go to the mountain that people here often go to. At least that mountain is not so high, and the road is easier to walk on.

When they reached the top of the mountain and felt the cool breeze, An Linglong didn't think about writing poetry at all. She just wanted to have a good rest. She was so tired. If she didn't have to consider her image, she would have wanted to lie on the ground and have a good rest.

Before she could rest well, a group of men in black rushed out from the surrounding woods, holding their knives and rushing towards her.

At this moment, no longer caring about showing off her literary talent or not, An Linglong rolled and crawled, running away in one direction with all her might.

It can be said that she ran at the fastest speed in her life. She was so tired that her chest hurt terribly every time she took a breath. She did not dare to stop or look back. She just wanted to run as hard as she could and get out of here.

An Linglong was glad when a village appeared in front of her, although she felt that something was wrong with the village. But she didn't have time to think too much at this time, so she found the nearest place and hid there.

According to the original body's memory, the heroine was the only one who escaped, but this time, for some unknown reason, there were some other people who escaped with her. Not long after, several men in black were seen chasing after her.

The man in black quickly went into every house to look for people without saying a word. He looked very professional.

Qujia Village was not big to begin with, and the men in black soon found everyone and gathered them in the center of the village. The leading man in black threatened the heroine to come out, and he would let these people go.

"Miss An, we know you are here too. As long as you come out, we will let these young masters go. Our master said that only your life will be spared. You don't want these young masters to die because of you, right?"

The people who were caught were trembling with fear, hoping that the goddess would stand up for them, but after a long time, the expectation turned into loneliness. Some of the timid ones were so scared that they cried. If they had listened to their mother and stopped following Miss An, they would not have been killed today.

They wanted to point out where An Linglong was hiding, but they clearly saw where An Linglong was hiding. For some reason, they couldn't say it out loud, and they didn't even have the strength to point it out. They were left waiting to die in vain, which increased their fear.

Only then did they realize how strange things were. Why couldn't they move or speak now, and could only wait to die? Was Miss An really a monster like her mother said? A seductive vixen? Otherwise, how could they explain their current situation?

Several grown men huddled together with their servants, shaking with nervousness. They were unable to speak and could only shake their heads with tears streaming down their cheeks.

Seeing that no one came out, the black-clad men also lost their patience. If these people discovered them, they could only kill them. Otherwise, if the news got out, it would have a great impact on their master. Seven or eight people were killed in a flash.

An Linglong was even more frightened when she saw all this. She thought that if she kept hiding like this she would be found sooner or later, so she could only retreat cautiously and plan to hide in the forest.

Qu Nannan just watched everything that happened in front of her with a cold eye, watching the heroine hiding in a place that could be easily discovered. She watched the man in black walk by her countless times, but no one could find her.

Seeing her tightly covering her mouth, watching the young men who followed her die one by one under the knife. Seeing the death of those people, the heroine was not heartbroken, but relieved, as if the only use of these people's death was to make people not know how miserable she was today.

Qu Nannan was very confused. How could a person who lived in a peaceful era watch so many people die for her and remain indifferent? She watched An Linglong carefully step back step by step, and accidentally stepped on a dead branch, which attracted the killer's attention.

When An Linglong heard the sound of footsteps, she didn't even have time to look and ran towards the woods behind.