Cheng Yaoyao's eyes were covered with a cloth strip, her hands and feet were tied with thick ropes, and she was thrown on the dirty straw. The mud was hard and uneven, which hurt her. Cheng Yaoyao didn't care about the dirt at this time. She lay quietly on the ground for a long time before her panicked brain analyzed the current situation.

As she was picking Qingming vegetables on the slope, she suddenly saw a shadow falling behind her. Cheng Yaoyao thought it was a prank by some girl who was trying to scare her. Before she could open her mouth, she was covered with her mouth and dragged away.

On one side of the slope was a half-meter-deep ditch with a large bush, which formed a blind spot. A girl heard the noise and looked back, but she only saw the bush swaying slightly, nothing unusual.

Cheng Yaoyao's mouth was tightly covered, and she watched the girl walk away. The person behind her put a towel with a pungent smell on her mouth and nose.

When Cheng Yaoyao woke up again, her mind was in a daze. She drank a few sips of the spiritual spring water and her mind became clear.

Cheng Yaoyao has never missed Xie Zhao more than now. When she was leaving this morning, Xie Zhao came to her room to say goodbye, but she didn't let him kiss her. If she had known this, she would not have been so angry with Xie Zhao this morning.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yaoyao held back her tears. While thinking of Xie Zhao's face, she forced herself to calm down and sort out the current situation.

This is an abandoned, empty house. Cheng Yaoyao identified it by the smell: the air smelled of rotting wood, the straw beneath him was very dry, and the dust smelled pungent.

Such abandoned huts are common on the outskirts of Tianshui Village, with yellow mud walls standing on all sides, and rotten wooden roofs and doors. Straw or broken bed boards are piled inside, and tenacious weeds are growing out of the windows and the ground.

Cheng Yaoyao's nose moved slightly, and the wind blowing from the left had the sweet scent of raspberries. Around the Qingming Festival, the mountains and fields of Tianshui Village were full of ruby-like raspberries.

She is still in Tianshui Village! Cheng Yaoyao gathered her strength and rubbed her hands together. The thick rope was tied very tightly, rubbing her tender skin so hard that it hurt.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, and two people walked into the room, one heavy and one light. After they came in, they closed the wooden door again.

Cheng Yaoyao lay motionless, stiffly on the ground pretending to be dead.

The middle-aged man said in a loud voice: "She hasn't woken up yet. Was the medicine too strong?"

"You won't die." Another hoarse female voice sounded, as soft as the tongue of a poisonous snake.

Cheng Nuonuo! Cheng Yaoyao couldn't help shuddering, and then he heard Liang Sisi laughing above his head: "It seems that she is really asleep. I'll wake her up."

Cheng Nonuo squatted in front of Cheng Yaoyao, and Cheng Yaoyao could smell the sour smell in her breath. Cheng Yaoyao held her breath, and her eyes were dark. She couldn't see Cheng Nonuo's expression, nor did she know what she was going to do.

The fear of the unknown is the most tormenting, and Cheng Nonuo obviously knows this well. She squatted in front of Cheng Yaoyao, looking down at her. Something cold and sharp pressed on her eyes, sliding gently through the cloth.

The tip of the scissors pressed down on Cheng Yaoyao's eyeballs.

Cheng Nonuo's laughter was full of satisfaction: "I know you are awake."

Cheng Yaoyao's teeth chattered slightly, and he gritted his teeth and pretended to be dead to the end.

Cheng Nuonuo pressed down her wrist, and the sharp tip of the scissors had already pierced the cloth strip and pressed against Cheng Yaoyao's eyelids. The cold and sharp pain made Cheng Yaoyao shed irrational tears. She bit her lip and finally couldn't hold back a muffled groan.

Cheng Nonuo was overjoyed: "Haha, you're not pretending anymore?"

"Mmm!" The cloth in Cheng Yaoyao's mouth was torn off, and she said, "Cheng Nonuo, what do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Cheng Nonuo smiled sweetly, "Guess."

The strip of cloth in front of Cheng Yaoyao was torn away, and the scene in front of him was still dark.

Cheng Yaoyao blinked hard, and her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness before she could see her surroundings clearly. It was a dim and dry abandoned house with a low ceiling. Cheng Nonuo was standing in front of her, and next to him was an honest and ordinary looking middle-aged man.

Cheng Yaoyao knew him. When she went to work in the soybean field with Xie Zhao, she went there very early one morning and met this man. This man also enthusiastically told her that Xie Zhao had not come yet and asked her to be careful. Later, when she went out, she would often see this man, who would look at her in the crowd.

Cheng Yaoyao was already accustomed to people's surprised gazes and didn't take it to heart.

How could he be hanging out with Cheng Nonuo!

Seeing that Cheng Yaoyao recognized him, the man was shocked: "Why did you untie her blindfold!"

Cheng Nonuo smiled sweetly: "She can't stay anyway, so what difference does it make whether she can see you or not?"

Cheng Yaoyao felt a chill in his heart. They wanted to kill people to silence them?

But when she heard what Cheng Nonuo said, she knew what real fear was.

"You've been peeking at her from a distance like a dog every day, and now she's right in front of you..." Cheng Nonuo's pale face showed an ambiguous smile, and when she saw the man's expression relax, she seduced him like a venomous snake: "When I find what I want, you can do whatever you want with her."

The man's breathing was heavy, and his eyes were filled with lustful and greedy light as he looked at Cheng Yaoyao lying on the ground.

Cheng Yaoyao's black hair was in disarray, and his beautiful face was stained with dirt. He looked like an unattainable flower that had fallen into the dust. He had never thought that he would have such an experience in his life, and he was willing to die!

Cheng Yaoyao's heart went cold, and she couldn't help but move backwards. However, the hem of her skirt was stepped on by a pair of dirty rubber shoes.

Cheng Nonuo stood in front of her, his gaunt figure standing against the light, like a monster crawling out of hell.

"It's so rare to see you looking scared. Why don't you beg for mercy? Say something?" Cheng Nonuo asked in confusion, with the tip of the scissors against Cheng Yaoyao's creamy cheek.

The cold blade pressed against her flesh, Cheng Yaoyao's eyes turned red, and he stared at her stubbornly.

Cheng Nonuo sneered and slashed downward with the tip of the scissors.

Cheng Yaoyao closed his eyes tightly.

There was no pain. Cheng Nuonuo screamed, and the scissors in her hand fell to the ground. She angrily said, "What are you doing?!"

The middle-aged man glanced greedily at Cheng Yaoyao's face and said, "Don't touch her face."

Cheng Nonuo sneered: "Even though her face is rotten, she still has flesh and blood. Don't forget, if it weren't for me, would you have had this opportunity?"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, you can't touch her face. Do you know how much her face is worth? What are you doing? Hurry up!"

Cheng Nonuo twitched his cheeks nervously, and then stopped. The middle-aged man went out to guard the door, and Cheng Nonuo smiled at Cheng Yaoyao: "Look, even at this point, you can still use it to seduce men."

Cheng Yaoyao looked at her silently.

Cheng Nonuo's cheek twitched, and he slapped her in the face. Cheng Yaoyao's eyes went dark for a moment, and her cheeks began to hurt. Then he heard Cheng Nonuo angrily say, "Don't look at me like that! Do you deserve it? Wait until you become a slut, and see which man will still look at you straight in the eye!"

Cheng Yaoyao gasped in pain, his tears forced back by his anger.

She has never been beaten since she was a child!

Cheng Yaoyao glanced at Cheng Nuonuo with his peach blossom eyes, mocking her as much as possible: "What is a slut? If a man rapes you, you are a slut? Then what about you who voluntarily messed around with Shen Yan?"

"You!" Cheng Nonuo rushed up madly and grabbed Cheng Yaoyao's hair: "Say that again! Do you believe I will kill you?"

Cheng Yaoyao sneered: "If you want to kill me, why bother to capture me?"

Cheng Nuonuo's fingers gradually loosened. Cheng Yaoyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and saw her take out a jade pendant.

With the help of a ray of light leaking from the roof, Cheng Yaoyao could see the jade pendant clearly. The round jade pendant was engraved with an intricate lotus pattern, exactly the same as the one Cheng Nonuo had stolen from her.

Cheng Nonuo stared into her eyes and deliberately slowed down his speech: "You also know the existence of the spiritual spring, right? As long as you hand it over, I will let you go."

I don't believe you. Cheng Yaoyao remained silent. If she handed over the spiritual spring, Cheng Nonuo would probably hand her over to the man outside on the spot.

Cheng Nonuo went straight to the point and searched Cheng Yaoyao's body from head to toe, but found nothing. The water in Cheng Yaoyao's kettle was just ordinary tea.

Cheng Nonuo stared into Cheng Yaoyao's eyes and asked, "Where did you hide the spiritual spring? Could it be...it's in your body?"

Cheng Yaoyao's eyelashes twitched, and this fleeting panic did not escape Cheng Nonuo's eyes.

Cheng Nonuo smiled complacently: "I have suspected it for a long time. Why did you become more and more beautiful after my spiritual spring disappeared? You couldn't cook at all before, but now Han Yin and the others praise your cooking skills every day. And Xiaoqiu, that sickly girl, and the flowers on your window..."

Cheng Yaoyao interrupted her: "It turned out that you stole the bowl of water. There was a commotion in my house that night, was it you too?"

Cheng Nonuo laughed without any shyness: "I just want to get my own things back."

Cheng Yaoyao's peach blossom eyes revealed a hint of sarcasm, and reminded: "Don't forget, the jade pendant was left by my mother."

"But you, a piece of trash, have never discovered its wonders. I discovered the spiritual spring, so it should belong to me!" Cheng Nonuo said loudly, "I want to take back what belongs to me now! Even if you don't give it to me, I have a way to get it back."

Cheng Yaoyao held her breath. She saw Cheng Nonuo's eyes clearly. They were as bright as light bulbs, revealing the fanatical look that only a madman could have.

How is she going to get the spiritual spring back?

Cheng Nonuo lifted up the jade pendant like a cat playing with a mouse and slowly put it on Cheng Yaoyao.

The cold jade made Cheng Yaoyao tremble, and she looked at Cheng Nonuo in confusion.

Cheng Nuonuo waited calmly for a long time, then picked up the jade pendant and looked at it. His expression suddenly changed: "How could this happen?"

Cheng Nonuo put the jade pendant on Cheng Yaoyao again, and then held Cheng Yaoyao's hand with one hand, muttering: "It was just like this last time, why hasn't Lingquan come back yet? Why is it like this?"

Cold sweat broke out on Cheng Nonuo's palms, which pressed damply and coldly against Cheng Yaoyao's wrists, giving her goose bumps all over her body.

Cheng Yaoyao called out to Xiao Heye in his heart: Why don’t you go over there?

In the void, a large field of lotus leaves covered the sky like a canopy. The small lotus leaves that had not appeared for a long time were swaying, and they sneered at the jade pendant that had no spiritual energy at all.

Cheng Yaoyao said again: I am in danger. Please help me!

The little lotus leaf said that she was just a little lotus leaf existing in Cheng Yaoyao's consciousness and could not help her in any way.

Cheng Yaoyao said on the spot that he would never absorb Xie Zhao's yang energy again. The small lotus leaf shook vigorously, and a few drops of dew came out.

"...Forget it, just take a rest." Cheng Yaoyao directly cut off his spiritual consciousness.

Cheng Nonuo had gone mad, pacing back and forth like a trapped beast, holding the jade pendant in his hand: "How could this happen! Where is the spiritual spring? How could this happen!"

Cheng Yaoyao stared at Cheng Nonuo while rubbing his hands behind his back. The strong rope finally loosened...

Cheng Nonuo's eyes suddenly lit up, and she picked up the scissors on the ground and walked towards Cheng Yaoyao.

Cheng Yaoyao's heart was once again gripped by fear: "What...what do you want to do?"

"I have been thinking for a long time why the spiritual spring in the jade pendant disappeared." Cheng Nonuo raised the scissors and pointed them at Cheng Yaoyao's snow-white arm, pressing against the flesh: "Your face was scratched that time, and the blood flowed onto the jade pendant."

The moment the sharp blade pierced into the skin, Cheng Yaoyao hurriedly said: "Wait! There's something wrong with that jade pendant!"

Cheng Nonuo's enthusiastic expression calmed down for a moment: "What?"

Cheng Yaoyao was sweating profusely and said, "This jade pendant of yours is fake!"

Cheng Nuonuo didn't know much about antiques, so after listening to Cheng Yaoyao's description, and then looking carefully at the jade pendant in his hand, his expression immediately changed.

At first, she took the broken jade pendant all over Shanghai to find someone to repair it. Soon, someone told her that the jade pendant was a pair and the other one was in the hands of an old man. She spent 700 yuan to buy this jade pendant! Now Cheng Yaoyao told her that the jade pendant was fake?

Cheng Nuonuo tightly grasped the jade pendant. No wonder, no wonder she had tried so hard to get close to Cheng Yaoyao these days, but the jade pendant didn't move at all, and the spiritual spring was still on Cheng Yaoyao...

"I don't believe it! It's impossible!" Cheng Nonuo comforted herself and yelled to Cheng Yaoyao: "This jade pendant is a pair with the original one, otherwise how could they be carved exactly the same!"

Cheng Yaoyao asked, "Did you take the jade pendant to the black market to inquire?"

Cheng Nuonuo's face changed, and then he heard Cheng Yaoyao continue to talk endlessly: "You fell into the old trick of the fake goods dealer. This jade pendant is made in imitation of the previous one. The jade is crude and the carving is rigid. If you look at it against the sunlight, there is a lot of cotton wool inside. My mother's jade pendant is a family heirloom. How could there be an identical one on the market, and you just happened to come across it..."

Cheng Nonuo's seven hundred yuan and all his hard work went down the drain. He stood there with a pale face and staring eyes.

Cheng Yaoyao was secretly delighted and kept pulling the rope with both hands. The knot loosened a little bit, and just as Cheng Yaoyao was about to pull her wrist away, a pair of scissors was pointed at her eyes.

Cheng Nonuo's eyes were cold: "Are you stalling for time?"

She finally reacted, a ferocious look on her pale face.

Cheng Yaoyao also broke free in an instant, pushed Cheng Nonuo down, and hurried to untie the rope on his feet.

Cheng Nonuo turned over and got up, rushed over to hold down Cheng Yaoyao, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Come in quickly!"

Cheng Yaoyao kicked Cheng Nonuo. She was much taller than Cheng Nonuo, and the kick made Cheng Nonuo groan and let go of her hand. Cheng Yaoyao desperately pulled the rope off her feet and climbed up the hole in the wall.

The window on the big hole was rotten, and a slender green raspberry branch stretched out. Cheng Yaoyao burst out with unprecedented speed and climbed up the window.

One of her feet was grabbed forcefully, and she was dragged down. The man's foul breath sprayed on her face: "You want to run!"

Being hugged by a malicious man, Cheng Yaoyao struggled desperately with his legs, and slapped the man's face with his backhand: "Let me go! Let me go!"

A rag was stuffed into her mouth.

Cheng Yaoyao's strength was no match for Cheng Nonuo and a man, and he was quickly tied up again and thrown on the straw pile. Cheng Nonuo tore open Cheng Yaoyao's clothes, and the room seemed to be filled with bright moonlight.

The man's face turned red and his breathing suddenly became heavy. He stared at Cheng Yaoyao who was struggling desperately on the ground.

Cheng Nonuo rubbed the scars on his face caused by Cheng Yaoyao and sneered: "Enjoy yourself before Chen Ermazi's people come."

Cheng Yaoyao cried out, her peach blossom eyes filled with anger and tears. The high and mighty beauty had fallen into this situation, still not understanding her own situation, staring at people with her charming eyes, not knowing that this would only arouse the evil thoughts in people's bones.

Cheng Yaoyao tilted his head back and hit his head heavily on the wall.

"No, don't break it, what a pity..." The man approached her greedily and stretched out his hand.

Cheng Yaoyao cried and rubbed against the wall. A slender green branch scratched her cheek, catching a tear.

Cheng Nonuo put her hand on the door, enjoying Cheng Yaoyao's desperate look on the verge of collapse, and then pushed the door open.

The door encountered resistance. Something like a snake was hissing and swimming outside, blocking the door. Cheng Nonuo's face changed, and he shook the door vigorously, but heard a terrified cry from behind: "What...what is this!"