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

A domineering aura emanated from his fingertips, directly sealing off all the major acupoints on her body.

Ah Bao felt a numbness in his neck, and then all his strength left him.

He collapsed, limp and lifeless.

Abao blinked twice.

She discovered that apart from her eyes being able to move, she couldn't move even a little finger in her entire body.

Faced with this desperate situation, a sense of panic finally welled up in A Bao's heart.

But she forced herself to calm down.

"Mom is still on her way back...Big brother is still in the cellar..."

These two thoughts flashed through the little girl's mind.

She bit her lower lip, remaining silent, only using the corner of her eye to memorize the people's attire and characteristics.

Looking at the girl in his hand, who hadn't screamed after being acupunctured, but whose eyes remained clear.

Uncle San's joy intensified.

Even when faced with the fear of the unknown, their mindset remained so steadfast.

The Qi was not disrupted due to fright.

This is absolutely the best body!

"Third Uncle, what should we do with this girl? Take her away?"

Xiao Wu, who was standing nearby, came over.

Looking at Abao, there was still a hint of resentment in his eyes about the frustration of that kick earlier.

"What about this old woman? Should I help her out?" He glanced at Aunt Li, who was slumped over the well, trembling.

"Don't create unnecessary complications."

Third Uncle glared at Xiao Wu and commanded in an unquestionable manner:

"If we bring this girl back safe and sound, her value is greater than killing ten Taoist priests from the Celestial Master's Mansion!"

Uncle San hoisted A Bao onto his shoulder with one hand and looked around.

The sky was already bright, and there seemed to be sounds of people walking on the mountain path in the distance.

Continuing to linger here will only create more trouble.

"Notify the others, stop searching. Everyone evacuate!"

Third Uncle decisively issued the order.

"But Third Uncle, we still haven't found that bastard surnamed Zhang..." Xiao Wu hesitated.

"How many days can a cripple who is seriously injured and can't even stabilize his true qi survive in these mountains?"

Uncle San sneered and patted A Bao, who was being carried on his shoulder:

"Compared to this unexpected gain, the cripple is no longer important."

"Send a coded message home immediately and send a car to meet her outside the mountains. We need to get her back as quickly as possible!"

"Yes!" Xiao Wu immediately agreed.

Several masked men swiftly scaled the courtyard wall.

Like several black shadows, they quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests outside the village.

Ah Bao was carried on his third uncle's shoulders, bouncing up and down with his running steps.

She tried to move her eyes.

Looking at my own little courtyard getting further and further away, and at that half-open wooden door.

The morning sunlight shone on the muddy ground in the yard, illuminating the neatly stacked pile of firewood in the corner.

"Mom, please don't look for me, run!"

Ah Bao prayed anxiously in his heart.

She didn't know where these people were taking her.

But she knew that once she left, she might not be able to come back for a very long time.

"Big brother, you must get better soon..."

She withdrew her gaze and quietly closed her eyes.

A clear tear slid down her cheek from the corner of her eye.

Chapter 430 Excuse me, ma'am, have you seen a pretty girl?

It was afternoon.

Li Yueying, carrying a bamboo basket, hurried towards the village along the slippery mountain path.

The basket on his back was heavy.

Besides the few packets of herbs prescribed according to the formula, there was also a large piece of top-quality pork that I had reluctantly cut off.

At the very top, a sugar figurine is carefully held aloft by a large banana leaf.

It's a very lifelike sculpt of Sun Wukong.

“When Bao’er sees this sugar figurine, she’ll be overjoyed.”

Li Yueying wiped the fine sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

Thinking of her well-behaved daughter, she quickened her pace.

However, the closer we got to the village entrance...

The smell that drifted over on the wind seemed increasingly off.

There was a faint smell of blood.

Li Yueying's heart sank.

She quickened her pace, almost jogging, to circle around the big banyan tree at the village entrance.

The sight before her eyes nearly suffocated this farm woman who had spent most of her life honestly living in the mountains.

The old mill at the village entrance was half collapsed, and black smoke was still billowing out.

The once smooth road was now littered with broken earthenware pots and torn strips of cloth.

The most glaring thing is...

Beside the ditch and at the base of the earthen wall, there were many corpses lying upright, covered with straw mats.

"My son! Open your eyes and look at your mother!"

"These damned beasts! They didn't even leave a complete corpse for them..."

More and more women and elderly people are kneeling on the ground, holding the corpses of their loved ones and crying their hearts out.

The village chief and several strong young men, their bodies bruised and battered, were helping to collect the body, their eyes red and their teeth clenched.

The entire small mountain village was filled with an aura of despair and death.

"Clap."

The basket on Li Yueying's shoulder slipped and fell to the ground.

The exquisitely painted sugar figurine rolled out and fell into the murky mud pit.

“Bao’er…”

Li Yueying's mind went blank, as if a string had snapped.

She paid no heed to the herbs and meat on the ground and stumbled toward her own courtyard.

She fell countless times along the way.

My palms and knees were scraped and bruised, but I didn't feel any pain at all.

"Bao'er! Bao'er! Where are you!"

Pushing open the dilapidated gate of his own courtyard, he found the yard in complete disarray.

The bamboo fence was kicked to pieces, and the dried vegetables that were hanging outside were scattered all over the ground.

That little figure who always answered so crisply was nowhere to be seen.

Aunt Li from next door is sitting by the low wall connecting the two houses.

She leaned there trembling, her face deathly pale, with a haphazardly wrapped bandage of blood-stained cloth around her arm.

As soon as Aunt Li saw Li Yueying return, tears streamed down her face.

“Sister Yueying…”

Aunt Li struggled to her feet, grabbed Li Yueying's hand, and cried so hard she could hardly breathe:

"I'm so sorry, sister-in-law... I'm so useless, I couldn't protect your precious girl!"

Li Yueying gripped Aunt Li's arm tightly, her nails digging deep into the other's flesh.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Sister-in-law, where's my baby? Where did she go?!"

"They were bandits... They started killing people as soon as they entered the village."

Aunt Li sobbed as she recalled intermittently:

“That man was going to kill me, but Bao’er… rushed out and stood in front of me.”

"...Later, Bao'er was captured by them."

After hearing these words...

Li Yueying was completely exhausted; her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground.

Her precious baby.