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Chapter 111 Are you okay?

Sister Yun'er?

Upon hearing this address, Lu Shi'an's fear turned into confusion.

Do they know each other?

Zhao Yun'er looked at the familiar face before her, its face dirty and its two buns loose. A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes as she asked, "How did you end up here?"

She had seen this girl a few times; each time, she accompanied Xiao Xiao to her butcher shop to buy meat. This morning, Xiao Xiao even brought her along to buy a considerable amount of meat.

But how did she end up running so far away with another child, even crawling through a dog hole?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun'er turned her unfriendly gaze to Lu Shi'an, who was standing to the side.

When Lu Shi'an received Zhao Yun'er's cold gaze, he didn't dare to breathe loudly. When he caught sight of the knife she had placed on the whetstone, his legs went weak.

He had been away from home for so many days, no, he had been wandering the world for so many days, and this was the first time he had ever seen a woman sharpening a knife.

To be honest, he... he was a little scared.

"Brother Shi'an, this is my sister-in-law's good friend."

"Sister Yun'er, this is a new friend I met today, named Lu Shi'an. He saved me."

No sooner had He Wuyang finished speaking than there was a loud knocking on the door.

"Miss Zhao—are you home? Miss Zhao—"

Upon hearing this voice, He Wuyang involuntarily shrank back and hid behind Zhao Yun'er.

"Sister Yun'er, it's this person! She wants to sell us!"

Zhao Yun'er reassured them, "Don't be afraid, go inside and don't make a sound."

She waited until the two people went inside before going to open the door.

"Squeak-"

The wooden door opened, and a woman with triangular eyes stood outside, her eyes constantly peering into the courtyard.

Zhao Yun'er had met this person a few times, but they weren't familiar with each other.

"What is it?" Her face was as cold as ice, devoid of any emotion, but her tone carried a hint of irritation.

Cuihua didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Yun'er's face, but instead shrank her head and looked up, carefully surveying the courtyard.

That's really strange. Those two little brats had nowhere to go, so they probably hid in her house.

Seeing that the woman remained silent, but her two bright eyes were darting into the courtyard, Zhao Yun'er asked again, "Is there something you need?"

Her tone was a few degrees more agitated than before.

"Um... Miss Zhao, my relative's child is at a mischievous age. He ran into the alley to play hide-and-seek. He's so clever for his age, he disappeared in no time. He was making a lot of noise, and I was afraid he would disturb you. They... didn't come to your house, did they?"

"No."

Zhao Yun'er frowned, her face showing impatience at being disturbed. She turned and walked to the whetstone.

Cuihua stood at the door, unsure whether to go in or leave.

Let's go, I'm not willing to give up.

"Go in," she said, too afraid to go in.

Zhao Yun'er skillfully began sharpening her knife, and a rusty smell filled the air.

"Swish, swish, swish -"

The resounding sharpening of the knife, one sound after another, pierced Cuihua's heart; white knife in, red knife out, white knife in, red knife out...

"Do you want to come in and look around?" Zhao Yun'er's voice rang out lightly. She didn't even raise her head, concentrating on feeling the sharpness of the blade with her fingertips.

"what?"

Seeing the gleaming knife in her hand and several sharpened knives lying on the ground, Cuihua hurriedly waved her hands, her voice trembling. She managed to squeeze out a tense and extremely unnatural sentence: "No...no need. I...I'll look elsewhere. Sorry to bother you..."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and ran, afraid that he would be too slow.

This pig-slaughtering woman is absolutely terrifying.

......

He Jing and Ye Xiaoxiao searched the first three empty courtyards but found nothing.

As the two passed the house with its gate open, they instinctively wanted to skip it.

No human trafficker would leave their door wide open.

Ye Xiaoxiao glanced casually into the courtyard, and a familiar object on the ground caught her eye.

"Ah Jing, wait! That's—Ah Yang's sachet!"

He Jing paused, followed her gaze, and the next second, with a long stride, he was already in the courtyard.

Ye Xiaoxiao followed closely behind, bent down to pick up the sachet from the ground, dusted it off, and put it into her bosom.

"It seems that Ah Yang has indeed been here."

"Xiao Xiao, look."

He Jing pointed to the person who had fallen at the entrance of the woodshed. The two walked to the entrance of the woodshed. It seemed that this was the den of human traffickers.

Given the current situation, Ah Yang managed to escape.

He Jing tied Er Mazi up tightly with a rope to prevent him from escaping.

"That woman must have gone after A-Yang, let's go!"

Before the two could even leave the house, they saw a woman about to step into the courtyard.

When Cuihua saw two strangers in the courtyard, her heart skipped a beat. She knew something was wrong and turned to run away.

"Stop!" Ye Xiaoxiao shouted angrily, having already mentally tortured the woman countless times, and hurriedly chased after her.