Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 690 - 686: Sinful Night

The juice containing tea leaves naturally couldn’t just be poured away. As soon as Baye Feng showed even a hint of that intention, the spectators swarmed in and divided up the pot of residue.

The tea water, with sugar, salt, soy sauce, and spices, was considered a delectable treat for the people in the tribe; they would not discard it even after boiling it several times.

Because there wasn’t enough water, someone went to fetch more and added it to boil again. Then, disregarding the scorching heat, a group of people scrambled to scoop out the juice from the tea leaf eggs in the pot.

Some even wanted to chew and swallow the tea leaves, as if they were some sort of divine herb. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Soon, everyone felt an intense happiness, an almost ethereal feeling came over them.

A sip of the tea juice, a few chews of the tea leaves, it felt like opening the door to another world.

Anyone who chewed the tea leaves and drank the tea juice fell into a hazy, trance-like state, their bodies becoming ethereal, with various phantom images appearing under the moonlight.

Baye Feng couldn’t help but grip the Tang Blade that he always carried with him, his eyes full of vigilance as he looked at Lin Wanwan.

Lin Wanwan smiled slightly at him, "What kind of look is that?"

Baye Feng narrowed his tiger eyes, his voice deep, "We drank too, why aren’t we like that?"

Lin Wanwan stretched lazily, speaking cryptically, "Because of me."

The next moment she added, "Up next, we might face a tough battle, have you sharpened your blade?"

Baye Feng did not answer, he watched people approaching through the night, slowly unwrapping the cloth from his knife handle and binding it to his right hand.

The participants in the brawl numbered over twenty, clearly Hu people hired by Hu Shang as Escort Masters.

Baye Feng, as expected by Lin Wanwan, was exceptionally skilled in martial arts, moving as one with his blade.

The Tang Blade in his hand seemed to come alive like a serpent; every swing of his blade caused a sturdy ambusher to collapse, spraying blood.

Those who had just consumed the tea leaf egg juice were still lost in their own worlds, indifferent to the bloody spectacle unfolding before them.

Nevertheless, they had an instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm, so when the fight erupted, they moved aside to avoid it.

After standing still for a moment, some memory seemed to awaken in their minds, and they even managed to find their way back to their tents.

Lin Wanwan pressed the firepower with a nail gun, preventing people from charging forward. But its accuracy was really poor; since it couldn’t shoot accurately, its lethality was weak, after all, it’s not a weapon designed for killing.

Fortunately, the rapid firing rate was enough to intimidate these Hu people from the Great Shi Country.

Under the bright moonlight, the visceral scene is much less discomforting.

Lin Wanwan had once fought in a brawl at a chaotic warehouse dock in Hai City, having had an experience of unleashing a bloodbath.

Encountering similar situations again, her resilience had much improved.

She was hiding behind Baye Feng here, where the battle was not intense.

Perhaps Baye Feng’s combat prowess was too high, each strike of his blade resulted in fatal or grievous injury to the adversary; or perhaps these people’s objective was specifically Lin Wanwan.

Since their task was theft and murder, they naturally aimed first to kill the person with goods, and Baye Feng looked dirt-poor and vicious, not worth dying against.

Thus, when more than half of the approaching force was dead or injured, Baye Feng realized he had no opponent left. All the attackers desperately avoided him, trying to rush towards Lin Wanwan.

Lin Wanwan was truly impressed, a troop that doesn’t collapse after suffering over one-third casualties can definitely be considered a strong army.

Moreover, a group that doesn’t crumble even after more than half of it is dead or wounded is an elite force.

It has to be said, the power of money is indeed unparalleled, able to evoke endless potential and perseverance in pursuers, making this bunch of robbers not falter despite such losses.

The scale of Lin Wanwan’s trades this afternoon and her noble demeanor were too easy to misinterpret; they all thought Lin Wanwan must possess great treasures, so doggedly pursued her.

In reality, Lin Wanwan had long secured her gained treasures safely inside a modern password-lock suitcase.

Lin Wanwan hadn’t killed anyone this evening, but now the robbers were upon her, she naturally wouldn’t hesitate any longer, raising her hand bound with the sleeve crossbow, she fired.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh" the sound of arrows breaking through the air echoed, and the first few rushing figures were instantly struck down by the short crossbow arrows, accompanied by a spray of blood.

Don’t underestimate the mini sleeve crossbow; once modified with reasonable design, even miniaturized, it’s still a crossbow, boasting much better lethality and accuracy than a nail gun.

With almost no hesitation, those originally rushing towards Lin Wanwan, aside from those lying in blood, all turned around and began fleeing.

Baye Feng chased after them, striking down a few more with his blade, while Lin Wanwan kept her hand raised, ready to continue shooting at any moment.

Since Naba was still sleeping in the tent, Baye Feng naturally wouldn’t chase too far, quickly returning.

Then he was overwhelmed by the bloody scent in the air.

"You watch the door, I’ll throw these filthy things out."

"Alright."

So Baye Feng dragged out the ones barely breathing on the floor one by one, tossing them in front of the Hu Shang’s lifeless tents.

It was all understood without words.

Lin Wanwan looked at the corpses and wounded being dragged away, her brow slightly furrowed. If it hadn’t been for Baye Feng today, she would have had to immediately traverse time back to the modern day.

This truly was an era without law; murder and robbery was perhaps a mundane affair for these Hu Shang.

In populous tribes and the law-abiding Chang’an, they were proper merchants; encountering solitary figures like Lin Wanwan, they transformed into bandits.

No wonder traveling from the Western Regions to Chang’an was so perilous, the caravans, villages, and small towns along the way could all turn into robbing forces, not to mention professional robbing and murdering bandits; reaching the destination safely is indeed not easy.

However, Lin Wanwan hadn’t given up on the idea of buying a batch of good goods and having Baye Feng transport them back.

If successfully transported back to Chang’an, she could make a reasonable windfall, also covering the origins of many of her good goods.

Additionally, she could act as road toll along the way for Baye Feng and his sister, if things turn dire, let Baye Feng abandon the goods and escape.

For Lin Wanwan, this was both a protection for Baye Feng and a test, after all, she genuinely needed to recruit such smart warriors, her sincerity had to be sufficient.

In the midst of considering, Baye Feng returned.

He was still stained with blood, resembling a messenger from hell, standing silently in front of Lin Wanwan for a moment, before speaking, "Is Adili there the same, only entranced?"

Lin Wanwan smiled, "He will die."

"Then why them?" Baye Feng’s gaze shifted to the people slumbering at the entrance of their tent.

"Because I used different ingredients." Lin Wanwan explained with a smile.

Hallucinogens and poisons, Xiao Yixun taught her all about them.

However, initially, Lin Wanwan hadn’t thought she would need them, but kept them just in case.

It has to be said, Xiao Yixun’s powders are really like the embroidery crossbow tied to Lin Wanwan’s wrist now, an essential item for living and traveling!