On the way, Cherry couldn't understand why they had let Little Li San go like that.

"Why doesn't the master take this opportunity to settle accounts with the people who pushed you into the water?"

Nanzhi broke off some dry branches from the ground and put them into her basket. She said slowly, "Even if I were to identify the people who pushed me into the water right now, how many people do you think would believe me?"

Cherry remained silent; he was probably the only one who believed in his master now.

"As for Xiao Li, now is not the time for him to step forward."

The sooner the only witness is exposed, the more dangerous it becomes.

Those people; if they're capable of murder, what wouldn't they dare to do?

At the village entrance, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen stumbled to a family's door and knocked urgently.

"Liu Wancai, what do you want?" Chen Siyu opened the door impatiently, yawning.

"Boss, Nan Nan Nan, Nan Zhi."

“Nan Zhi?” Chen Siyu laughed. “Wasn’t she swept away by the river long ago?”

Now it's probably been eaten away by the fish at the bottom of the river, leaving only its skeleton. Thinking of this, Chen Siyu curled his lips and felt that his original decision was absolutely right.

"Boss," Liu Wancai finally caught his breath, "Nanzhi has come back to life!"

Chen Siyu's smile froze on his face. "What did you say?!"

“Nanzhi is back.” Just now, at the village entrance, he saw Nanzhi carrying a bamboo basket up the mountain.

Chen Siyu suddenly panicked. If Nanzhi revealed what had happened, they wouldn't be able to stay in the village any longer.

For so many days, the Nan family hadn't come knocking, and he thought the matter could be forgotten, but unexpectedly, something still went wrong.

"Where did you see it?"

Liu Wancai: "Just now, on the way up the mountain."

Go up the mountain?

"She's alone?"

Liu Wancai nodded.

A glint flashed in Chen Siyu's eyes, and at the same time, Nanzhi, who was gathering firewood, suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

She turned around but didn't notice anything unusual nearby.

The higher you go, the lower the temperature gets, and snow gradually accumulates on the mountain.

As Nanzhi walked along, she suddenly noticed grass with small purple flowers blooming at her feet. It was so cold, yet it was still blooming so vigorously.

"Congratulations, master, on discovering the Dragon Grass."

Nanzhi bent down curiously, picked up a purple flower in her hand, a unique color against the snow-covered mountain.

What is dragon grass?

Cherry quoted an encyclopedia to explain, "Dragon grass wood is a rare medicinal herb that clears heat and reduces fire."

Looking at the flower in her hand, Nanzhi suddenly had an idea: since it's a medicinal herb, it must be able to be sold for money.

What she lacks now is money.

She plucked the gentians one by one and placed them in her spatial storage, waiting for the next time to sell them.

The higher she went, the colder it got, and her body could no longer support her to continue climbing.

Nanzhi carefully placed the medicinal herbs she had collected along the way, and then descended the mountain along the path in the woods.

Chen Siyu and the others hurriedly made it to the destination.

"Boss, he's over there."

Chen Siyu followed his gaze and saw Nanzhi, who had been beaten unconscious and thrown into the Taile River that day.

In this desolate wilderness, wild animals roam at any time, so making a person disappear is a very simple matter.

Chen Siyu gave the group a wink, and the group of followers immediately understood and quietly moved behind Nan Zhi.

Cherry sensed danger and immediately warned them.

"Master, there are unidentified people approaching you, about four of them."

Nanzhi paused for a moment, then continued walking forward.

Appearing in the middle of nowhere and secretly following her, she's definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Nanzhi quickened her pace, and the people behind her followed suit.

The mountain was covered in snow, and there was no shelter in sight, so Namgyal had no choice but to find a big tree to hide under.

"Boss, the person is missing."

Chen Siyu looked around, and indeed, he was gone.

The footprints in the snow stopped here; that woman must have found them and hidden herself.

Nan Zhi lay on the ground and saw clearly who it was: Chen Siyu and his group.

She didn't go to their door to cause trouble, but they came looking for her.

"Master, what should we do?"

Because its master's level is too low, it cannot activate other functions. If these people harm its master, it is powerless to do anything about it.

"Ding, mission requirements: please obtain Ganoderma lucidum within three days. Reward: a set of smooth skin."

Ganoderma lucidum?

Do you have this in winter?

"Master, if the system issues a mission, then there must be one."

But the priority right now is to deal with these people.

They outnumbered and outmatched them; for Nanzhi to fight them alone would be like throwing an egg against a rock.

She could only leave this place quietly, but fate had other plans.

With a "snap," Nanzhi reached a branch.

Hearing the noise, Chen Siyu turned around and, sure enough, spotted Nan Zhi.

"Where is she? Chase her!"

Nanzhi threw down the basket on her back and ran away as fast as she could.

The original body was weak, and the breakfast it had eaten in the morning was not substantial, so it was exhausted after running for only a short while.

Just as the other party was about to catch up, a large hand suddenly grabbed her and pulled her away. Before Nanzhi could even cry out, she was enveloped in darkness.

She struggled, and could faintly smell the blood on the other person's hands.

"Don't move."

The familiar voice—it was him.

The voice inexplicably made her feel at ease, and nestled in his broad chest, she felt completely safe.

They were just here a moment ago, but now they've disappeared again.

Chen Siyu: "Hey, did you see the girl who just ran past?"

Song Hanyan said coldly, "No."

"Look, boss."

The group looked down, and the shallow footprints on the snow stretched all the way to the foot of the person not far away.

"Hand her over," Chen Siyu threatened from behind Song Hanyan.

"Otherwise, I'll make sure you walk in and walk out sideways."

Song Hanyan stood up, his tall figure and broad arms immediately displayed before everyone. He was wearing a wolf skin, which still had fresh bloodstains on it.

Liu Wancai took a step back.

"Boss, let's go."

Looking at the man who was twice his height, Chen Siyu also had second thoughts. But how could he just leave in front of so many brothers, especially since there were four of them and only one opponent?

"What are you afraid of! Do you think we can't take him down with so many of us?"

Through the gap in Song Hanyan's clothes, Nanzhi saw Liu Wancai whisper something in Chen Siyu's ear. Immediately afterward, Chen Siyu showed a terrified expression, and the group hurriedly left.

Nanzhi was curious about what he had said that could frighten Chen Siyu like this.

After the others left, Nan Zhi lifted Song Hanyan's shirt and slowly peeked out, oblivious to the bloodstains on her face from the fur.

"They've left?"

"They're gone."

Nanzhi looked up from his embrace and said, "Thank you, Brother Song."

His reflection was in her bright eyes, and Song Hanyan suddenly lost in thought.

"Brother Song, what's wrong?"

“It’s nothing,” his thick beard obscured his expression. “It’s dangerous up in the mountains. Follow me down.

Nanzhi followed him down the mountain.