Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 105 - Audacious to the Extreme (2)_1

Chapter 105: Chapter 105 - Audacious to the Extreme (2)_1

Fat Brother smacked his lips and looked toward the city gate, before finally declaring harshly, "First, let’s head ’home’ and wait until the heat dies down before leaving the city!"

Shouzi quickly agreed, then turned and explained the situation to the others before steering the carriage in the direction of the north side of the city.

Inside the carriage, the kidnappers’ conversation fell into Mo Yan’s ears without missing a word, just as she woke up.

"Damn it, I’ve actually run into human traffickers," Mo Yan murmured weakly as she sat up, leaning against the wall of the carriage, "I hope Zhenzhen is safe and sound, not caught by them."

She listened carefully to the sounds outside—only the rumbling of carriage wheels. After a while, the effects of the drug wore off a bit, and her limbs finally felt less weak.

In the darkness, Mo Yan reached out with her right hand and eventually discovered that there were at least six people in the carriage with her, including herself; however, she couldn’t see their faces or distinguish their genders. Considering none of them had awakened, it was apparent that the traffickers didn’t skimp on the drugs.

It was lucky that she had instinctively held her breath when the trafficker covered her mouth and nose. Further, since her body had been nourished by the Spirit Spring Water for several months, she was able to wake up quickly. Otherwise, lying there unconscious and helpless, she would have no idea where she was being taken.

Mo Yan had the Space, so she wasn’t worried about her own situation. She could even hide in her Space right now, and when no one was around, escape unnoticed. But she didn’t want to do that.

In her previous life, she had seen too many news reports about human traffickers abducting women and children. Put aside whether the victims’ lives turned out good or bad afterward, just the images of their families’ heartbreak and despair were enough to fill her with sorrow, wishing she could tear the traffickers limb from limb.

If she hadn’t come across this situation, that would be one thing, but now that so many had been captured, she couldn’t selfishly walk away, watching so many families fall apart.

Moreover, her Space required accumulating merit to upgrade. Ignoring the plight of others would be a minor loss of merit, but she was more afraid of retribution for a deficit of merit. Retribution affecting her was one thing, but if it fell on her family from this life or her past one, she would never forgive herself.

After traveling for half an hour, the carriage finally stopped. Mo Yan quickly lay down as before, pretending to be unconscious with her eyes closed.

The carriage door was opened, and Fat Brother’s voice sounded again.

"The effects of the drug will soon wear off, so get everyone inside quickly. Otherwise, when they wake up and start shouting, it’ll be a hassle if they alert others."

"Got it, Fat Brother, but should we lock all the people together or keep them separate?" Shouzi inquired.

"Put the kids in one room, the girls in another. Make sure the girls get enough to eat. It will be a big loss for us if they die, get skinny, or fall sick from starvation."

"Understood!"

After signaling to the people behind him, Shouzi climbed into the carriage, helped lift the people up to Fat Brother, who shouldered them like sacks of grain, and carried them into the adjacent courtyard.

Mo Yan let Fat Brother carry her without moving a muscle, secretly opening her eyes to scrutinize the surroundings, using the bright moonlight to clearly see the layout of the courtyard.

She noticed that the courtyard wasn’t small; after passing the central gate, she even saw a fairly large pond, and the area was dotted with various structures—pavilions, towers, gardens, and corridors—none missing.

It appeared that these people were more than ordinary human traffickers; otherwise, they would not be able to acquire a Passage Order with direct access to anywhere in the country, nor afford such a well-kept estate to hide people.

Fat Brother hauled Mo Yan through several Small Moon Gates until they came to a rockery and stopped.

Mo Yan held her breath, not daring to move an inch, then heard the sound of a lock being opened, followed by the sound of an iron door swinging open.

Fat Brother carried Mo Yan down a flight of stairs before stopping and placing her on some musty-smelling straw.

Mo Yan heard the iron door above close and lock again. Soon after, the iron door was opened again, and another person was brought in by Fat Brother and placed beside her.

Silently keeping count in her heart, it wasn’t until the door sounded seventeen times that she realized that just this one Lantern Festival, the traffickers had captured seventeen girls—not to mention the children, whose numbers were still unknown.

These traffickers really had some nerve!