Chapter 2 Comrade, what is your name?

The three men searched fiercely.

The Dai family’s house is not big, and we can complete the search in two minutes.

Zhang Danhua walked to the wall, swearing, and spat at the footprints on the ground, "He ran away! Dai Rong, go call the elder and second brothers, Guangzong, go shake them and catch them!"

"Okay!" The three of them rushed out the door together.

Wen Zhile only dared to breathe deeply after hearing the silence in the yard.

She lifted the rags she was wearing to cover the pig trough and jumped out.

With a thin body full of stench, he rushed into the main house, put on Zhang Danhua's clothes with trembling fingers, put on a headscarf, wrapped his schoolbag with flowered cloth and held it against his chest, then ran out of the Dai family without looking back.

There was no one on the road in front of Dai's house, and all the neighbors were called to catch her.

Wen Zhile bit her lips hard, using the pain to relieve her trembling fear.

In her previous life, she was a delicate flower in a greenhouse and had never fallen into such a poor and cruel situation. Fortunately, the pain calmed her down a little.

Wen Zhile knew that all the exits from the village would be guarded by the villagers, so he gritted his teeth and ran to the back mountain.

Ten years ago, a girl in the village hanged herself under a crooked tree in the back mountain after being raped. In the following years, seriously ill elderly people committed suicide there one after another. Later, the rumor spread in the village that there was a ghost in the back mountain trying to capture its substitute. Gradually, no one dared to enter the mountain anymore, and even if they passed by the foot of the mountain, they would run away quickly.

In recent years, "back mountain" has been replaced by "barren mountain".

The sun was rising higher and higher. Wen Zhile looked at the bright sunlight and ran regardless of everything.

Her body ached all over, but she didn't dare stop for a moment.

Wen Zhile didn’t know if any villagers saw her, but maybe they did.

In such a bright light, she, a living person, running wildly on the road, attracted the most attention.

But she had no other choice. The back mountain was the only way to survive she could think of at the moment. She had to run to the back mountain and could not stop even if she ran into someone.

After running for an unknown amount of time, she finally saw a "towering mountain" radiating vitality.

Wen Zhile quickly stepped into the mountain, his breathing disordered.

[Sister, take a rest. This deserted mountain is very safe. ]

The line of words appeared in front of her again. Wen Zhile shook her head and ran deeper with a determined goal.

[Some villagers saw you on the road, but they didn't tell the Dai family.]

[Sister, you are safe. ]

Wen Zhile's eyes were sore, and even though he could hardly move his feet, he still ran.

If you are caught by the Dai family, it will be difficult to escape.

She didn't want to marry the village chief, didn't want to be a stepmother to a son who was almost her age, and didn't want her life to be ruined by Jianghe Village and the Dai family. She wanted to go home and drive away Dai Nuan who was impersonating her!

[Stop running. You should rest.]

"Who are you?" Wen Zhile's heart was beating so fast that he had to slow down his pace and asked in a low voice.

【I am your helper, sister. 】

"Why are you helping me?" There is no help without reason in this world. Wen Zhile has been puzzled since it appeared.

The words appeared after a while: [I belong to the rules of time and space. My mission is to help those who should have lived a peaceful life but died due to various accidents to turn things around in the parallel world. You are such a lucky person. In other words, you are the target of my mission.]

[I hope you can trust me unconditionally. I won’t harm you.]

Wen Zhile pursed her dry lips.

She was smart since she was a child, so she probably understood it, but she couldn't trust it: "The only people I trust unconditionally are my family."

[I understand. Go ten meters and you will see a fork in the road. If you want to try to trust me, stop there.]

"Stop, then what?"

【Then you will have a way to survive. 】

Ten meters away there is not only a fork in the road, but also a stream.

Wen Zhile walked over, scooped up a handful of clear water, washed her face, and wet her lips.

It took her a long time to calm her breathing and mood, then she frowned and took off the women's shirt she was wearing over her clothes.

The sun was overhead, it was about twelve o'clock noon.

The line of words did not appear again. Wen Zhile stood by the stream with his eyes lowered, wondering whether to trust it.

"Hello, have you always been with me?"

[Yes, sister.]

"What should I call you?"

There was no response to that line.

Wen Zhile waited for a while, then slowly squatted down: "Thank you."

She put her hand into the stream and watched the water flood her rough palms of this life, her consciousness a little dazed.

In a trance, I seemed to hear the sound of a car engine coming closer and closer.

Wen Zhile turned towards the source of the sound and saw a military green jeep driving off a fork in the road.

She was stunned for a moment, her tired peach blossom eyes fixed on the license plate, the words "troop use only" emerged in her mind, and she immediately stood up to stop the car.

This might be her last chance to escape, so let's just hold on for now.

The jeep braked suddenly twenty centimeters away from her.

The man driving the car was wearing a neat military uniform, his handsome eyes and eyebrows were sharp, he frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on her.

Under his gaze, Wen Zhile walked to the car window.

"Hello, comrade. What's your name?" She didn't dare to tell him her purpose directly. She wanted to have a brief chat with him to get to know him better.

The man turned towards her, his expression calm.

"My last name is Zhou."