Chapter 24: Saved the future scientist?

After sensing something was wrong, Shen Lingning deliberately took many detours, trying to shake off the people behind him, but those thugs were watching him closely and were extremely familiar with the terrain.

Seeing that he was about to be stuck in an abandoned dead end, Shen Lingning didn't care about anything else in a hurry. With a thought, he took out the most conspicuous backpack on his body, which contained the tea he had just bought and some supplies, and instantly put it into the space!

At the same time, he quickly slipped into the shadow of a dilapidated doorway next to him while holding little Fubao, and in the blink of an eye, he actually entered the space with Fubao in his arms.

Just as those thugs rushed into the alley entrance with a grin on their faces.

Seeing this scene that made their scalps explode...

The hideous smiles on the faces of the thugs froze instantly, like ducks with their necks strangled.

The leader pointed at the empty shadow of the doorway, his fingers shaking like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and a strange "ho ho" sound came from his throat.

“Ghost…Ghost!!!”

A shrill, voice-broken scream pierced the silence.

The other timid one felt a heat in his crotch and collapsed to the ground, with a fishy smell filling the air.

"Damn it! What the… what the fuck! Such a big guy… and such a big basket… is gone?!"

The remaining few people were scared out of their wits and crawled back.

He couldn't even care about his companion who was lying on the ground, and only regretted that his parents had not given him two more legs.

Since then, a creepy legend of the "Ghost Lady" has quietly spread in the depths of the black market...

Rumor has it that she is incredibly beautiful but with a frosty face, holding a "ghost child" who neither cries nor laughs. She can teleport in the shadows and make people and their belongings disappear without a trace with a wave of her hand. She is the reincarnation of a vicious ghost seeking revenge...

Feeling that there was no one outside, Shen Lingning confirmed that it was safe before bringing the sleeping Fubao out.

After a delay, I missed the tractor returning to the village when I returned to the town.

She had no choice but to carry Fubao and get on a rickety, dilapidated ox cart from the neighboring village that smelled of cow dung and hay.

Returning to the fork in the road between the two villages, Shen Lingning thanked the old man driving the ox cart and got off. The waning moon was already high in the sky.

The cold moonlight poured down like mercury, illuminating the fields in a hazy manner.

In late March of the lunar calendar, the wheat seedlings have already headed out. The night wind blows, rippling dark green waves and making a rustling sound. The air is filled with the fresh scent of soil and young seedlings.

Holding Fubao, who was sleeping like a pig, Chen Lingning walked home along the narrow ridge of the field. The surroundings were so quiet that only the chirping of insects and his own footsteps could be heard.

"Uh...huh..."

Suddenly, a suppressed, painful gasp like a broken bellows, mixed with a strong smell of blood, came from the depths of the wheat ridge not far ahead...

Shen Lingning stopped abruptly and looked over warily.

Under the moonlight, a tall figure was seen curled up in the wheat field. His dark clothes were soaked with large patches of dark brown blood, almost blending into the night.

He seemed to be trying hard to suppress the pain, and his body was twitching slightly.

“Help…Help…”

An extremely weak and hoarse male voice was heard.

Shen Lingning’s heart tightened.

She didn't want to meddle in other people's business, especially in the wilderness on a dark and windy night, but the man's dying appearance and the strong smell of blood made it impossible for her to ignore it.

She held Fubao in her arms and approached cautiously.

When he got closer, even though Shen Lingning was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but gasp!

It was a young man, his face covered in blood and dirt, his features could not be seen clearly, but his high brow bones and straight nose allowed one to vaguely see his originally handsome features.

The injuries on his body were extremely horrific: a knife wound so deep that the bone could be seen ran diagonally from his left shoulder to his right rib, his skin and flesh were turned inside out, and blood was still oozing out!

What was even more horrifying was that his right calf was twisted in an unnatural position and was obviously broken!

The most shocking thing was his right hand—his little finger and ring finger were completely severed! The severed area was a bloody mess!

A torn sack lay tilted to the side, and scattered around his feet were several curled-up copies of "Principles of Mechanics," a deflated army-green kettle, rusted gears, broken springs, and half a radio casing...

A few shiny watch parts?

The corner of Shen Lingning's mouth twitched slightly.

Wow, others are dealing in food stamps and watches, but this guy... collects junk?

A man covered in wounds, carrying a pile of mechanical junk and some wild fruits?

It's trouble no matter how you look at it!

It’s still a huge trouble!

Without the slightest hesitation, Shen Lingning immediately turned around and walked away, letting the wheat seedlings cover him.

She is a single woman with a child.

Mind your own business!

He turned around, raised his foot, and stepped on the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.

The man seemed to sense that someone was about to leave, and his desire to survive made him use his last bit of strength to raise his intact left hand and tightly grasp Shen Lingning's trouser leg. His blood-stained fingers were cold and strong.

His distracted eyes tried to focus on her face, his lips moving, but only a faint whisper came out: "...black market...hunting...Chen...Chen Yuchuan...help..."

Before he could finish his words, his head tilted and he fainted completely.

"Shen Yuchuan?!"

Shen Lingning frowned.

Is her surname Shen? Or is it her family?

But she lives alone now and has a child, so this guy has obviously gotten into serious trouble...

"Mom, please help this person. He will be useful in the future."

Fu Bao just heard Shen Yuchuan's name in a daze, and his eyes lit up...

How could he be in this small mountain village in southern Shanxi?

Still injured so badly?

Shen Lingning's heart was beating violently. Fubao said he wanted to save this person?

"Mom, it's okay. Smoky crystal can heal bones and flesh. This person must be saved!"

Fu Fu murmured to his mother.

"You're lucky..."

Shen Lingning gritted his teeth, his eyes becoming extremely firm.

She quickly looked around to make sure there was absolutely no one around.

Then, she took a deep breath, and focused her mind as never before, trying to wrap herself, Fubao in her arms, and the dying man on the ground!

The space seemed to vibrate and emit a slight humming sound, which was ten times more laborious than simply collecting the items!

A strong feeling of dizziness came over me.

But the next second, the three people, along with the strong smell of blood, instantly disappeared in the moonlit wheat field, leaving behind only a small piece of crushed wheat seedlings and a pool of glaring dark red blood.

In the space, Shen Lingning ignored his tiredness and immediately placed Fubao on the soft "pile of supplies" in the corner.

Then he quickly rushed to the unconscious and weakly breathing Shen Yuchuan.

"Hold on! Future great scientist!"

She whispered, and hurriedly but extremely quickly found the cloth prepared to make clothes for Fubao, tore it into strips, scooped out precious spiritual spring water from the corner of the space, and began to clean his hideous wound.

The spring water touched the rolled flesh and severed fingers, and it seemed to slow down the flow of blood?

Looking at the man's frown and pale face due to severe pain even in a coma, Shen Lingning felt mixed emotions.

Is saving him a blessing or a curse?