Chapter 105: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 105: Brazen (Part 2)
The fatty clicked his tongue, his gaze fixed on the city gate, and finally said fiercely, "Let's head back 'home' first. We'll wait until things settle down before leaving the city again!"
The thin man quickly agreed and explained to the people behind them. Then, they turned the carriage around and headed towards the north gate.
Inside the carriage, the conversation between the two human traffickers was heard word for word by Mo Yan, who had just awakened.
"Damn it, we actually ran into human traffickers." Mo Yan sat up weakly, leaning against the carriage wall, and cursed quietly, "I hope Zhen'er is safe and hasn't been caught by them."
Listening to the sounds outside, there was only the rolling of the carriage wheels. After a while, the effects of the drug on Mo Yan began to fade, and her limbs finally regained some strength.
In the darkness, Mo Yan reached out and felt around. Finally, she realized that there were at least six people in the carriage, including herself. However, she couldn't see their faces clearly or determine their genders. None of them had woken up, indicating that the drug used by the human traffickers was quite potent.
Fortunately, when she was being captured, Mo Yan subconsciously held her breath. Coupled with her body being nourished by Spirit Spring water for several months, she was able to wake up so quickly. Otherwise, lying there ignorantly like this, she wouldn't know where she would be taken.
Mo Yan had her space, so she wasn't worried about her own situation. She could even hide in the space now and wait for an opportunity to sneak away when no one was around. However, she didn't want to do that.
In her previous life, she had seen many news reports about human traffickers kidnapping women and children. Leaving aside the future life of those kidnapped women and children, just the heartbreaking scenes of their parents and relatives being heartbroken and desperate were enough to make people feel sad and angry, wishing to tear the human traffickers apart.
If it weren't for encountering this, it would have been fine. But since so many people were captured at the same time, she couldn't selfishly leave by herself, watching so many families fall apart.
Moreover, the space relied on accumulating merits to upgrade. Seeing death without saving would result in a loss of merits, and she was more afraid of being punished for her lack of merits. If the punishment fell on her in this life or in her previous life, she would accept it, but if it fell on her family from both lives, she would hate herself for it.
The carriage traveled for nearly half an hour before finally coming to a stop. Mo Yan quickly lay down like before, closing her eyes pretending to be still unconscious.
At this moment, the carriage door was opened, and the voice of the fatty from before sounded again.
"The effects of the drugs are wearing off. Hurry up and get the people inside. If they wake up and start yelling, it will cause trouble."
"I understand, Fatty. Should we keep everyone together or separate them?" the thin man asked.
"The children will be kept in one room, and the girls in another. Make sure the girls are given better food. If they starve or get sick, we'll suffer losses."
"Understood!"
After informing the people behind them, the thin man entered the carriage and helped the people inside. The fatty then lifted the people onto his shoulders like carrying sacks and walked into the adjacent courtyard.
Mo Yan remained motionless as the fatty carried her, secretly opening her eyes to observe the surroundings. With the bright moonlight, she could clearly see the layout of the courtyard.
She found that the courtyard was not small. Crossing the main gate, she even saw a fairly large pond, surrounded by scattered buildings such as pavilions, towers, and gardens, not a single one missing.
It seemed that these traffickers were not ordinary. Otherwise, they wouldn't have obtained travel passes directly leading to various parts of the country, nor could they have arranged such a good courtyard to hide people.
The fatty carried Mo Yan through several moon gates until they reached a place next to a rockery and stopped.
Mo Yan held her breath, not daring to move. Then, she heard the sound of a lock being opened, followed by the creaking of the iron door being opened.
After descending a flight of stairs, the fatty finally stopped and placed her on the musty straw.
Mo Yan heard the sound of the iron door being closed and locked from above. After a while, the iron door was opened again, and another person was carried in by the fatty and placed next to her.
Mo Yan silently counted until she heard the iron door sound seventeen times. She realized that just on this Yuan Festival, the traffickers had captured seventeen girls, not to mention the unknown number of children.
These traffickers were incredibly audacious!
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