My domineering ex-husband is living off his wife in ancient times.

Chapter 33 Panlong Village

Si Shaoheng didn't answer, but looked at Cheng Ruoan.

Cheng Ruoan lied without any qualms: "I didn't bring it, but I found it on the ground in this cave."

When Shaoyang returned with his light-footed skill and retrieved the rope, his mind was almost blank.

"This...this huge bundle was found in this cave?"

Moreover, it was only as thick as a baby's arm, and when coiled up, it was almost the size of a car wheel. He was at the very front scouting the way, so it was impossible that he didn't see it.

Cheng Ruoan laughed awkwardly, "Yes...yes, it was a dark bundle, I thought it was a black rat snake, ha...haha."

She was so embarrassed.

The good and bad of the space are both here.

If you take food or medicine, it will automatically convert it to be suitable for Daxia.

The Great Xia Dynasty didn't have nylon material, otherwise you wouldn't be able to take out the climbing rope, or you could at least make it look normal when you ask people to take it out!

Who knew that this climbing rope was made of an ancient material, but in order to retain the load-bearing capacity of the nylon rope, it was made ten times thicker!

The moment Cheng Ruoan took it out, she almost fainted from sheer shock.

Si Shaoheng glanced at her, who was still awkwardly laughing, and then turned his face away.

Didn't see it.

This kind of obvious lie can't be accepted, right?

Is she going to start spouting some kind of "supernatural power" again?

He smiled wryly, a hint of doting in his expression.

He was just waiting to see how many people she could fool with her "supernatural powers".

But before Cheng Ruoan could say anything, Shao Yang readily believed it.

“Alright, little sister, you’re luckier than me. I’ll go out and help you tie her up.” As he spoke, he asked Si Shaoheng, “Brother-in-law, can you carry little sister across using the rope?”

"can."

Shao Yang raised his eyebrows, somewhat incredulous: "Don't be reckless. If something happens to your little sister, Ruotong will beat both of us to death."

Si Shaoheng remained confident, "Yes, it's possible."

Cheng Ruoan knew that his confidence came from the zipline lock in the space, so he urged Shao Yang to tie the rope.

"Brother-in-law, hurry up! The longer the children stay with the bandits, the more dangerous it becomes for them."

"Ok!"

Shao Yang tied one end of the rope to a large protruding rock above the cave, and the other end to a large tree as thick as a person by the pool.

He tugged at it to make sure it was secure, then called out, "Brother-in-law, come over here. If it really doesn't work..."

Before he could finish speaking, a rustling sound came from the quiet night sky, and Si Shaoheng, carrying Cheng Ruoan on his back, flew over as if he had mastered kung fu!

Shao Yang's eyes widened.

Isn't his brother-in-law a bookish man who can't even kill a chicken?

Where did you get that skill?!

Not right.

The moment Si Shaoheng landed and stood firmly, Cheng Ruoan touched the steel zipline device, and it vanished in the blink of an eye, reappearing outside the villa gate in the space.

"Brother-in-law, which way do we go next?"

Cheng Ruoan didn't give Shao Yang a chance to ask any questions and asked anxiously.

Shao Yang gave Si Shaoheng a deep look, frowned, and kept a bellyful of questions to himself.

He identified the traces, pointed in a direction, and the three of them headed into the deep mountains.

Two bandit leaders, along with their men, some of whom carried children, moved swiftly through the mountains.

Although Cheng Ruoan and his two companions kept tracking, they were no match for the bandits who were familiar with the route. By the time they had tracked halfway, the bandits had already taken the child back to their stronghold.

It was already past midnight, but the entire Panlong Village was still brightly lit.

The village is surrounded by mountains on three sides and a deep river valley on the other. There are no other people living within a radius of ten miles, and no one has noticed that the people in the village are extremely polarized.

Some people were as strong as oxen, their bodies covered in fat and muscles, while others were as thin as a rake, pale and emaciated.

The robust bandits were all drinking and making merry, gambling, playing drinking games, or having sex with a delicate woman without a care in the world.

Those refugees who were forcibly kept behind not only went hungry for three days and nine meals a day, but also had to work day and night.

What work?

They cleared land in the mountains and planted drought-resistant, brightly colored flowers.

What's most chilling is that among the thousands of refugees back then, more than half were children and the elderly, but now, after searching the entire Panlongzhai village, not a single child or elderly person can be found.

The two bandit leaders who took the Si family's children away from the mountains were the third and fourth leaders of the stronghold.

As soon as the two men led their team into the mountain stronghold, the henchmen on the watchtower greeted them loudly.

"Welcome back to the stronghold, Third and Fourth Leaders! Congratulations on your successful mission!"

The third and fourth leaders exchanged a glance, and the two burly men, one tall and one short, burst into laughter.

"Success upon arrival, great phrase! I love it! Next time you go out to kidnap someone, you'll have to say it again!"

"Go, call the second-in-command out to see if these young boys and girls can be refined into pills!"

The henchmen standing guard by the wooden fence gate, carrying large axes on their backs, responded repeatedly and ran off into the village.

Upon entering the village, the third leader ordered his men to put the ten unconscious children into the dungeon in the very center of the village.

It was called a dungeon, but it was actually a cellar. The only difference was that the exit wasn't covered by wooden planks, but by wooden fences, making it look just like a prison cell door.

The fourth leader was taller, but not as strong as the third leader, and usually fawned over his "third brother".

He pulled out a chair for the third leader, poured him some wine, and said with a smile, "Second Brother will definitely say they're good. These ten children are the fairest and plumpest we've seen in the past two months. They're obviously got a bright future!"

The third leader drank heavily, his face twitching with laughter: "My men have good eyesight, don't they? I'll give that mute a couple of steamed buns later. These ten kids aren't much different from the children of the rich families in the city."

There are six boys and four girls here. We only need to tie up one more boy and three more girls to complete the task assigned by our elder brother.

"Bringing back so much today, that's great! This trip was really comfortable!"

The third leader's laughter was deafening, and the surrounding bandits joined in with unrestrained laughter.

Only those refugees with shackles on their feet and either farm tools or withered grass and dirty clothes in their hands gradually showed a look of fear and resentment in their empty, lifeless eyes.

Young boys and girls.

Alchemy.

Their children... all of them died in that evil Taoist's alchemy furnace!

They were all drained of their blood while still alive, and when they were barely breathing, they were thrown directly into the alchemy furnace and burned to ashes!

They were afraid of these mountain bandits, and they were ruthless towards them.

But looking up at the strong and fierce bandits all around, and at the three-zhang-high wooden stakes surrounding the stronghold, one could see the true nature of the bandits.

The light in the eyes of the refugees dimmed.

It took Cheng Ruoan and his two companions an hour to finally see the watchtower of the mountain stronghold in the distance.

In modern terms, it would be a little past four in the morning, the darkest time before dawn.

The three hid in a thicket, using the darkness as camouflage, and kept watch on the bandit gang members who were on guard duty, completely unaware of their presence.

Si Shaoheng and Shao Yang exchanged the little information they had gleaned in hushed tones.

Cheng Ruoan couldn't see clearly no matter what he tried, so in desperation, he used his divine sense to go to the villa in his space and rummaged through the drawers to find a pair of binoculars.

When taken out, they became two wooden cylinders with concave and convex lenses.

It's ugly, but it's very clear.

Cheng Ruoan reminded the two: "Wrong, there are not six people on patrol, but seven, one of whom is a bit thinner."

There's one on the left side of the watchtower, and two on the right; one of them is sitting on the ground, dozing.

Shao Yang was surprised. How did she know? When he turned around, he saw her holding a strange object in front of her eyes.

He was startled. "Little sister, what is this?!"