Chapter 11 Being Tracked

Or the refugees are not allowed to enter the city at all, and the refugees are directly blocked in front of the city gate, waiting for the government to give them porridge.

The old lady sighed, "Let's take a step and see, anyway, I will only starve to death when I go back."

You are dying at home. Rather than waiting to die at home, it is better to fight hard, maybe you can survive. This is the thinking of most ordinary people.

Mu Zhixu asked a few more indirect questions, and got some routes to Linzhou City from the old lady.

After thanking the old lady, Mu Zhixu thought about the most remote road.

Now my family is all powerless, walking on the road, everyone can see that their family is a bully, and there is not a single male.

If some people have evil intentions, no one will care about them in this world.

Mu Zhixu is not afraid of them, but there are Li Sanniang and two younger sisters by her side, and she can't guarantee that her mother and two younger sisters will also retreat unscathed.

If they want to survive, they must avoid these refugees and try not to go with them.

After finding out the route, Mu Zhixu silently left the main road and came to a secluded path to go back.

As she was walking, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. There seemed to be someone behind her, and there was a fiery gaze that kept looking her up and down. Something in that gaze made her very uncomfortable.

If the people behind have no bad intentions, they can appear openly and aboveboard.

But he didn't. Instead, he continued to work in Tibet.

Mu Zhixu's eyes darkened, she looked back calmly from the corner of her eye, and at the same time quickened her pace, listening to the heavier and heavier footsteps behind her, she confirmed the location of that person.

At this time, she is already far away from the main road, and it is obviously unrealistic to go back, so she can only...

Mu Zhixu quietly held the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

It is said to be a dagger, but it is actually a small knife similar to modern fruit knives. It was Mu Zhixu who dug it out of the bamboo basket in the morning and kept it on his body for self-defense.

This knife is very small, and her current physical fitness is not as good as in her previous life. Only by waiting for the man to charge forward on her own initiative, can she have the possibility of killing with one blow.

Mu Zhixu turned around and walked towards a quieter place.

Give him another chance, if you still follow me, then don't blame her for being ruthless, a murderous intent flashed in Mu Zhixu's eyes.

Mu Zhixu hadn't walked for long when he heard footsteps behind him getting louder and louder. It seemed that the man wasn't going to hide anymore.

Soon, a thin man with red eyes and malice came out, and he could smell the stench of decay from a distance away.

Mu Zhixu took a step back in disgust.

Seeing Mu Zhixu take a step back, the man thought she was scared, and a greedy and malicious smile appeared on his face.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, I am a good person, and I want to take you to live a good life..."

He looked up and down wantonly at Mu Zhixu,
He noticed Mu Zhixu just now, although this girl is dirty and messy all over, but he has been in the business for so many years, and through this layer of filth, it can be seen that this girl has good facial features.

If this quality is cleaned up and sold, at least it will be worth a few taels of silver.

Enough for him to eat and drink spicy food for more than half a month.

With a wretched smile on his face, the skinny man rushed towards Mu Zhixu step by step: "Little girl, be honest, don't move like you are now, as long as you are good, I promise to sell you to a good one." The red building, let you live a good life without worrying about food and clothing”

(End of this chapter)

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