One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

The man was carrying a bloodstained dagger.

The knife tip pointed diagonally at the ground, and blood dripped down little by little.

"Tell me honestly, did any strangers enter the village last night?"

The man in black spoke in a low voice, tinged with impatience.

He tapped the edge of the well with the back of his knife.

Aunt Li just shook her head.

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

"Not going to tell? There's no point in keeping it."

The man in black seemed to have lost his patience. With a flick of his wrist, he slashed towards Aunt Li's neck.

In that split second...

Abao did not hesitate at all.

She casually picked up half a piece of broken tile from the ground and flicked her wrist.

Clang!

It struck the wrist of the man in black who was holding the knife.

Although the force was not enough to injure anyone, this sudden change caused the man in black to lose his grip.

The dagger grazed Aunt Li's shoulder.

Taking advantage of the opening, Ah Bao darted out from around the corner.

She pulled Aunt Li, who had fallen to the ground, behind her.

He gripped the wood-chopping knife tightly in both hands, protecting it against his chest.

"Who are you people? What right do you have to commit violence in our village!"

Abao's voice was clear and crisp, though it carried a touch of girlish immaturity, but her eyes were full of unwavering stubbornness.

She knew very well that the other party had a knife and was definitely not an ordinary bandit.

But her father had taught her since she was little.

The more afraid you are when you encounter a jackal, the fiercer it will bite.

The man in black frowned as the girl suddenly appeared and interrupted his movements.

He looked at the broken tiles on the ground, then at the girl in front of him who looked like she was facing a formidable enemy, and felt a sense of absurdity.

How could he not have noticed a little girl approaching?

"Where did this wild girl come from? She's asking for it."

The man in black snorted coldly, too lazy to waste any more words.

He shifted his stance, slid forward, and slashed directly at A Bao's shoulder.

He didn't intend to kill her with one blow; he only planned to cripple the girl first and then interrogate her slowly.

Faced with this swift sword strike, Ah Bao's reaction was surprisingly calm.

Following the slight breeze created by the blade, she naturally slid to the right, avoiding the dagger.

At the same time, sweep your right foot forward while keeping it close to the ground.

It landed perfectly on the ankle of the man in black as he exerted force.

"Ouch!"

He tripped hard, his body involuntarily leaned forward, and he knelt on one knee.

Abao took the opportunity to create distance.

His grip on the machete remained firm, and his breathing remained steady.

She stared at the man in black, plotting how to get Aunt Li back to the mountains.

The man in black felt humiliated after being embarrassed by a country bumpkin.

"You brat! I'll kill you!"

Enraged, he immediately circulated his internal energy.

A faint light gleamed from the short knife, as if it were about to deliver a fatal blow.

Just then.

A large, gloved hand silently reached out from behind and pressed down on the man in black's shoulder.

"Xiao Wu, step back. You are no match for her."

A steady voice rang out at the courtyard gate.

The man in black, referred to as Xiao Wu, froze, immediately stopping his movements and respectfully stepping aside.

"Uncle Three."

At the entrance of the courtyard.

The middle-aged man wearing a Yaksha mask walked in unhurriedly, his hands behind his back.

His gaze settled on A Bao.

I was just outside the courtyard wall.

He saw the brief exchange between the two men clearly.

"interesting……"

Uncle San's eyes were filled with disbelief.

He examined Abao from head to toe as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

This girl clearly hasn't practiced any martial arts techniques.

His body was completely empty, with no sense of Qi.

But every move she made, every breath she took.

It perfectly matches the natural world.

There were no extraneous thoughts.

It is as pure as a piece of unpolished gold and jade that has not yet been sculpted by the world.

"The primordial Qi is contained within, while the heart of a child is revealed outwardly..."

Uncle San murmured softly, his fingers unconsciously rubbing together inside his sleeve.

Before I came, I received secret instructions from above.

In addition to hunting down the Taoist priest from the Celestial Master's Mansion, they also need to secretly search for a special kind of body among the common people.

They have been searching for so long, but have not yet found a suitable target.

Without exception, all the children who were captured broke down during the initial experiments.

did not expect.

Today, in this remote and impoverished mountain valley, he unexpectedly encountered such a perfect person.

As Ah Bao looked at the man called Third Uncle, his sense of danger grew stronger.

The way this person looked at her made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Little girl."

Third Uncle took two steps forward, his tone becoming very gentle:

"Don't be afraid, we're not bad people. What's your name?"

Ah Bao gripped the wood-chopping knife tightly, took a small step back, and stood in front of Aunt Li.

Instead of answering the question, she said loudly:

"You all need to leave quickly! I've already sent someone to call the village chief and the security force; they'll be here with guns soon!"

Although the girl was scared, she still tried to scare the other person away in this way.

Uncle San was amused by this clever bluff.

He shook his head, the greed in his eyes no longer concealed:

"What a clever girl."

"However, even if the defense force comes, you still have to come with me today."

Uncle will take you to a wonderful place where you'll see things you can't even imagine.

"I'm not going!"

Ah Bao refused outright, his eyes wary: "My mother said I can't go with strangers."

"That's not up to you."

Uncle San chuckled softly.

He merely swayed his shoulders slightly.

He seemed to shrink the distance between the two people by leaps and bounds, covering a distance of four or five meters.

So fast!

Abao's pupils contracted.

She instinctively wanted to roll to the side and raise the machete in her hand to defend herself.

However, the gap in strength between the two is like a chasm.

Third Uncle gently gripped the blade of the wood-chopping knife.

No matter how hard Abao tried, the wood-chopping knife wouldn't budge.

Followed by.

With his other hand, he seemingly lightly tapped Abao's neck a few times.