Quick Transmigration: Even Extras Want to Be Leading Actresses

Chapter 209 Challenge (4)

Uncle Li was so angry that he flew into a rage and, without saying a word, started punching and kicking her.

Ms. Mo had never been treated this way before, and she tried to offer her fallacies.

But Uncle Li was completely blinded by rage and didn't give her a chance to speak, hitting her harder and harder.

"You shameless wretch, how dare you send things out of the house behind my back? You don't want to live like this anymore, do you? I'll just beat you to death!"

Mo was beaten so badly that he could not fight back and could only curl up on the ground, enduring the rain of punches and kicks.

She felt her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, her consciousness gradually fading, and her heart filled with sorrow.

She just wanted to help those in need, and what's wrong with giving away things she didn't need at home?

In the end, under Uncle Li's brutal beating, Madam Mo gradually lost her breath and died with resentment.

After venting his anger, Uncle Li looked at Mo's cold corpse and finally came to his senses.

However, he didn't care. In their village, beating one's wife to death wasn't a big deal.

Especially since Mo was someone he bought, and there was no one else in the family, even her only daughter had abandoned her, so no one would stand up for her.

Uncle Li was upset about the money he had spent. He would often go to Zhang's house to demand an explanation.

Unfortunately, Zhang had four fierce sons. Not only did Uncle Li fail to get an explanation, he was also beaten twice and could only accept his bad luck.

When the villagers heard about this, they only sighed a few times in private, and then went back to their own lives.

Mo's story was just a tiny ripple in the otherwise mundane world, and was quickly forgotten.

At most, villagers will be more careful when educating their daughters, making sure they don't become ungrateful or too generous.

Three years later.

Gu Shijiu sat on the shiny tiger-skin chair, staring blankly at the young man in front of him who was giving a lively report.

She racked her brains but couldn't understand how she had become a bandit again.

That day, she left the village carrying a large amount of stuff and walked along the only road. After crossing two mountains, she felt a little hungry.

She stopped by a river, intending to catch some fish.

Just as Gu Shijiu was about to spear a fish by breaking off a branch from a tree, a caravan also stopped.

There is a water source here, and they will rest here temporarily, make a fire, and cook.

Gu Shijiu hadn't eaten normal food for quite some time, and even the most delicious barbecue couldn't withstand eating it every day.

But the caravan seemed to be deliberately luring someone away, moving so slowly it was like they were filming a short video.

Gu Shijiu stared at the caravan's cooking pots, his mouth watering silently.

In fact, the caravan members were also observing her.

It was truly strange to see a young girl on a trade route far from any human habitation.

Although this person had dark skin and a strong build, she was still a girl.

These days, nine out of ten caravans also engage in the human trafficking business.

They were no exception.

The owner was in the high-end business, unlike ordinary brokers who delivered servants to wealthy families to earn a meager living. This family mainly provided two-legged sheep to the royal family of the Western Regions.

Han women from the Central Plains are rare finds there.

She's too delicate and dies easily; the people over there might prefer this robust one.

The caravan arrived late and didn't know that Gu Shijiu had carried all those large and small bags herself, so they assumed she had been abandoned.

Otherwise, they might have to think it over more carefully.

In recent years, there has been a severe drought in many places, and tragic incidents of people exchanging children to eat have occurred in many areas.

Back then, caravans didn't need to cheat or swindle anyone; they could choose freely as long as they were given food.

These past two years have been much more difficult.

First, natural disasters have become less frequent. Second, the period of turmoil following the new emperor's ascension to the throne has passed. Now that the political situation is stable, fewer people are willing to sell themselves or their children.

Thinking of this, the master, adhering to the principle of getting as many people as possible, gave the butler a wink, intending to kidnap this somewhat strange woman.

The butler understood, carried a bowl of hot soup, walked up to Gu Shijiu, and gave him a friendly smile.

"Girl, have you been abandoned? Would you like a bowl of chicken soup?"

Upon hearing about chicken soup, Gu Shijiu's stomach rumbled in agreement. She rubbed her belly, clearly drawn in by the suggestion.

Seeing her actions, the housekeeper's smile deepened: "If you come with us, you can eat these dishes every day."

Gu Shijiu instinctively took a step back, feeling somewhat repulsed by the old man's inexplicable laughter.

The butler was surprised, feeling that his intentions might have been seen through by the woman in front of him.

However, he wasn't in a hurry. His original plan was to cheat if he could, and if he couldn't cheat, he would rob.

The butler waved his left hand slightly, gesturing to the back: "Miss, our master is charitable and would like to invite you to dinner. Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."

"What does 'refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty shot' mean?" Gu Shijiu's cultural level is a bit low.

However, the other side thought she was provoking them, and in an instant, all of the hundred or so guards pointed their crossbows at her.

Large caravans, fearing encounters with bandits, brought highly trained guards who did not relax their vigilance even though the enemy was a lone individual.

Gu Shijiu looked at the crossbows in the guards' hands; this plot was a bit too tense.

Before the steward could even give the order to fire the arrows, she hurled the harpoon she was holding at the nearest guards.

The branch, accompanied by a whistling sound, struck its target precisely.

With a few sharp, thuds, several guards' wrists were pierced by tree branches, causing them to lose their grip on their crossbows and drop them to the ground, crying out in pain.

This surprised the caravan members; they never expected that this seemingly ordinary girl would have such skills.

The butler's expression changed, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Go get her!"

Upon hearing the order, the guards snapped out of their shock and charged toward Gu Shijiu with shouts.

Gu Shijiu was not afraid at all. She bent her legs and exerted her strength to rush towards the guards at the front.

She didn't dodge when she saw several spears coming straight at her; instead, she swung her fist and smashed it hard into the face of one of the guards.

The punch was powerful and heavy. The guard felt his vision go black, blood gushed from his nose, and he flew backward, knocking down several people behind him.

In an instant, chaos erupted, with people and horses falling and everything in disarray.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Shijiu swept his leg, tripping several more guards who rushed over.

Taking advantage of the moment when they fell to the ground and had not yet gotten up, Gu Shijiu leaped up and landed steadily on the shoulders of the two guards.

Then, using the momentum, he leaped up again, clenching his fists and slamming them down on the crowd below.

Every punch and kick she delivered landed precisely on the enemy's vital points.

They would either beat their opponent until they saw stars or make them collapse to the ground clutching their stomachs, screaming in agony.