Zheng Ya lied to cover up the fact that he had lived three lives and possessed the supernatural talent of fusing his body with gold, which led the female hunter to mistakenly believe that he was a traitor to the Bajiquan sect.

In the era of the rule of law, the members of the Bajiquan sect always deal with traitors in secret, in order to avoid triggering the law and getting into trouble.

The rules of the Bajiquan sect have remained unchanged to this day.

The planned value plus ninety-nine?

Zheng Ya sensed the female hunter's murderous intent and urgently consumed 100 planning points to plan the female hunter's hand cramping.

The female hunter drew her bow and aimed an arrow at Zheng Ya's throat. Her right hand trembled, and she loosened her grip on the bowstring, releasing the arrow with a whoosh.

Danger! In his haste, Zheng Ya's plan backfired. His extraordinary vision detected the hunter releasing her arrow, and with his hummingbird-like neural reflexes amplifying his abilities and physical strength, he instinctively twisted his sitting posture, tilting his head to the right and leaning back to dodge: "Whoosh!"

The arrow grazed the skin on Zheng Ya's neck.

Zheng Ya was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat: "Ah, you're going to kill someone?"

With a "bang," the arrow struck the grassy hillside, kicking up a cloud of dust that sent the grass swirling wildly.

At this moment, the rising sun shines through the gap in the eastern mountain, casting a warm glow on the valley, and the gentle breeze melts the thin layer of white frost.

The rising sun in the mountain hollow attracted the dark golden turtle to leave the stream and climb onto the rocky slope of the hollow to bask in the sun.

Who would have thought that a female hunter had been hunting wild boars for days, driving a group of wild boars to settle in this mountain hollow.

After Zheng Ya's body was thrown off a cliff, the Tower of Babel carried the souls of Zheng Ya from two other worlds, causing them to merge and be reborn. They then absorbed the energy of the Dark Gold Turtle and the Wild Boar herd, becoming one with supernatural talents.

To create a new entity.

This inexplicable situation aroused the suspicion of the female hunter.

The two stood in the morning sun, creating an eerie atmosphere. The hunter was unsure whether to believe he was a member of the Bajiquan sect, a traitor, or some kind of evil spirit. Hesitantly, she backed away, saying, "No, I didn't mean to shoot you, my hand just cramped up..."

"Do you think I would believe you?" Zheng Ya angrily stood up and walked towards her to question her. The female hunter retreated in fright, losing her composure.

Even if Zheng Ya is a traitor to the Bajiquan sect, she has no right to deal with him until it is definitively proven.

Not to mention that shooting Zheng Ya was illegal.

Unless it is proven that Zheng Ya is an evil zombie, the female hunter shooting Zheng Ya to ensure the safety of the area is not a problem.

At that moment, the female hunter thought she had really lost her grip and almost shot Zheng Ya. Feeling guilty for her mistake, she retreated, saying, "I...I misjudged, I'm sorry..."

"Hmph, if you don't believe me, you can send me to the commune's government office for questioning and interrogation."

Even if you call the police to arrest me, that's what you should do, and I'll cooperate with your sense of joint military-civilian defense.

"But now you dare to shoot me..." Zheng Ya saw that she had lost her previous arrogant and sharp edge and stopped in the middle of the mountain valley to vent her anger.

Less than three minutes after his rebirth, Zheng Ya had not yet sorted out the reasons behind the fusion of his three lifetimes of memories and supernatural talents into a golden body, nor had he accepted reality.

They were met with the fierce and valiant female hunter's archery prowess, making for an incredibly thrilling experience.

He was completely engrossed in the thrill, forgetting everything around him, dispelling the chill of the valley in the early morning, and engaging in a battle of wits and courage with the huntress.

Even now, Zheng Ya's heart was pounding so hard that his Adam's apple bobbed in unison, and he was quite frightened.

The hunter, feeling guilty, waved her hands and explained, "You, you shouldn't say anymore, I was wrong, I'm sorry?"

"Hmm, and then what?" Zheng Ya just wanted to get away from this dangerous person and get back to the courtyard as soon as possible to find out who the murderer was before dumping the body.

He was worried that staying would cause misunderstandings among the villagers and militia, and if they mistook him for an enemy agent and executed him, he would be doomed.

Although Zheng Ya possessed extraordinary talents, he was unable to control his abilities.

Besides, in the early stages of superpowers, one can't defeat arrows and guns.

In those days, militiamen had guns, and people in mountainous areas had hunting rifles and bows and arrows at home. There were no laws or regulations prohibiting guns.

In such circumstances, it would not be surprising if the creature fell into the hands of conservative villagers and was burned, shot, or killed as a kind of evil spirit.

Ignorance of the law, adherence to the Four Olds, superstition and other old feudal ideas are deeply ingrained in people's minds. Zheng Ya really didn't want to come into contact with the villagers in the mountains to avoid getting into trouble.

Even the people living in courtyard houses on the outskirts of Beijing are ignorant of the law, run their own dictatorships, exploit those who have no descendants, and are capable of all sorts of despicable acts.

It's easy to imagine how backward the villagers' thinking is in this mountainous area!

The female hunter, trying to calm her flustered mind, noticed the glint in his eyes and, fearing he might hurt her and escape, bowed deeply and apologized: "I'm sorry, I almost accidentally killed you just now. Please forgive me?"

"Haha, are you apologizing to me?" Zheng Ya glanced at her holding the bow and arrow with both hands, his eyelids twitched, was this never going to end?

Is the awareness of joint military-civilian defense so strong these days?

The female hunter held her bow and arrow at an angle, facing Zheng Ya warily: "My name is Xu Qi, and I live in Xu Family Village, three hills to the northwest of this valley."

Our Xujiazhuang village is more than eight miles away from Hongqu Commune.

Both the commune and the village had militias, and since liberation, they had been advocating joint defense between the military and civilians to guard against enemy agents and sabotage.

Since you call yourself a member of our Bajiquan sect, you should understand the importance of joint defense and control between the military and civilians.

To avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings between you and the locals after you leave the mountain, why don't you come with me to Xujiazhuang and have your identity verified by the militia before you leave?

"Okay, you go first?" Zheng Ya was amused by her distrust and raised his hand to let her go first.

Xu Qi realized that he was not in a good position to fight against him, so he nodded, turned around and walked forward: "Okay, I'll go first!"

"Wait, take the snake with you. It's a great tonic. Why leave it here and waste it?" Zheng Ya retreated to the southeast side of the ravine, standing with his back to the light.

If a fight really breaks out, positioning is very important.

By standing with one's back to the light, one creates a situation where the opponent is exposed to the glaring sunlight, which is disadvantageous for the opponent's attack and beneficial for oneself to see the opponent's every move clearly.

Subconsciously taking a place, he inherited Zheng Ya's memories and knowledge from the Qian Yuan Continent.

Xu Qi's continuous contributions to the planning value proved that he had not eliminated the hostility, forcing Zheng Ya to be on guard and occupy the position.

Xu Qi cautiously bent down to pick up the severed snake head and the snake's body, which was also wriggling. When he stood up, he saw Zheng Ya standing there with a smile. He breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

Zheng Ya followed her, picked up the baby wild boar from the ground, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and followed her footsteps southwest along the mountain valley: "Shh."

The two strolled through the mountains and forests, enjoying the morning mist and the refreshing sunshine.

After crossing two hills, a vast expanse of fields came into view. In late autumn, only a few withered sorghum stalks and leaves were scattered on the sandy soil, trembling slightly in the wind.

On the hillside at the end of the field, the shadows of thatched mud houses and mud walls can be seen.

At the south end of the village, a group of villagers carrying bamboo baskets and shovels and hoes walked out of the village amidst the joyful shouts of a group of children.

Is this the villagers' march to work?

As Zheng Ya walked, she looked around at the rustic fields and villages, but her presence caught the eye of the sharp-eyed villagers, sparking a conflict: "Look, the extraordinary woman is back from hunting, but why is she bringing back a man carrying a wild boar..."