As I watched Su Ping mysteriously appear on the shore, I was stunned. Not only was I stunned, but the four men in the water were also stunned.

  I think that at this moment they must be thinking, "This prey that was right before our eyes has vanished into thin air..."

  As I watched Su Ping leave with a smug look on her face, I fell into deep thought.

  I don't know what method Su Ping used just now, but she suddenly disappeared from the water and then reappeared on the riverbank. To be honest, this small river is not deep at all, with a maximum depth of less than one meter, so I don't believe she swam underwater to the shore. But she did disappear from the water and reappear on the shore, without any reasonable explanation. I couldn't possibly say that she has some kind of magical teleportation skill or something, could I? This is just too damn weird!

  Just as I was lost in thought, the older man by the river shouted loudly: "This is incredible! This woman was about to be surrounded by us brothers, how did she suddenly appear by the river and leave calmly? What exactly happened just now?"

  "Hey big brother, what are you asking us for? We're still trying to figure it out ourselves!" a young guy shouted in frustration.

  A few people quarreled in the water for a while, and then one of them walked to the shore, picked up the carrot, and asked the three brothers in the river.

  "What's wrong with this carrot? I smelled it and it really stinks!"

  The guy holding the carrot said, and everyone else in the river laughed. Then an older man spoke up: "Take it back, we'll chop this carrot into noodles and eat it."

  "Wow! Big brother, you really have a great appetite! But I like it!" The little guy holding the carrot replied excitedly.

  So, the four of them took a carrot and brought me back to the tent area. After we got back, I pretended to be silly and wandered around, actually observing if Su Ping was hiding somewhere nearby. Not finding Su Ping, I slightly put my heart at ease.

  After they came back, they started cooking noodles. They really did what they said, and actually cut the carrot that Su Ping had used into slices and put it in the noodles. Then they ate with relish. When serving the noodles, they also served some to me, but although I accepted them, I didn't eat them. Taking advantage of their distraction, I poured them away...

  After they finished eating noodles, they seemed to have just remembered the silly boy who was with them.

  "Huh? Where did Xiao Qiang go? I haven't seen him since we woke up," said the older one.

  "Who knows where that silly boy went, I'd say he's got a screw loose. Not only did he go find an old woman of that age at night, but he also showed off in front of us brothers, saying how beautiful and great she was. This is clearly a lack of maternal love! With so many young people in the village, he had to go find an old woman... Alas, I'm speechless."

  "Only the devil knows, but this kid doesn't know where he went during the day, maybe sneaking off to find some fun somewhere? Forget it! Let's not bother with him, wherever he wants to go, let him go. Right, you guys..."

  This person spoke up and then everyone stopped talking about Leng Tou Qing and started discussing some other miscellaneous things.

  They chatted outside the tent until 3 or 4 in the afternoon, and a few people went back to sleep and recharge. Seeing them like this, I didn't see the point of staying any longer, so I also returned to the village.

  ......

  For the next two days, I stayed in my tent and observed these little guys' every move. In those two days, they didn't see Ah Qiang, and one by one, their faces all showed strange expressions. Moreover, from their conversations, I vaguely heard that they had sucked the blood of the women they were with, and one by one, they began to have suspicions and guesses. However, they were still very optimistic and didn't think anything big would happen to them...

  Seeing them like this, I really feel sorry for them. However, there's nothing that can be done about it now. Since things have developed to this point, they are also the ones who brought it upon themselves, and I am also helpless.

  It's another afternoon, I sneaked into Han Feiyan's home again. This time I came to Han Feiyan's home mainly to touch up my makeup. Originally, Han Feiyan said she was going to find me, but she didn't find me, so I took the initiative to find her. After meeting, I told Han Feiyan about some things that happened to me in the past two days, and asked her to help me analyze them.

  After I mentioned that Su Ping suddenly disappeared from the river and then mysteriously got on shore, Han Feiyan was also bewildered. However, she told me that it didn't matter whether or not we figured out what happened, and that I shouldn't worry about it.

  Apart from telling me this, Han Feiyan also told me something big. She said that tomorrow, it's rumored that Wu Po will be back, and the first thing Wu Po will do after returning is to start collecting the half-year's worth of tribute from the vassals.

  Han Feiyan said, "This is a big deal. The witch always has to do it herself. This time, I heard that three of the slaves in the jars have been raised for half a year already. One of them is from Tingting's family, and the other two are from families I don't know."

  Han Feiyan also reminded me that the urn in Tingting's house, which was about to be taken away, was actually the same urn where Tingting had suffocated a baby boy.

  When I heard Han Feiyan say that, I felt a inexplicable pain in my heart, and I didn't know why I had such a feeling. Maybe it was because I felt sorry for Tingting, but I also didn't know what I was feeling sorry about.

  I know, Han Feiyan told me such a big thing, the purpose is to let me take this opportunity to secretly observe and pay attention, let me see where the so-called Tan Nu was taken by the witch, if possible, I must figure out what she did with these Tan Nu.

  After leaving Han Feiyan's house, I wandered around outside for a while. When it got dark, I habitually came to Tingting's house to mix and eat.

  When I arrived at Tingting's home, I clearly saw that Tingting's eyes were a bit red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

  "Damn it, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying now?" I asked.

  "Who said I was crying? My eyes just hurt from being rubbed by me."

  "Come on! Is it that tomorrow the witch is coming to collect those slaves who have been raised for half a year, and you can't bear to part with them, so you're crying?" I asked.

  "Cut! I didn't mean it! The jar is full of dead things, if I go, I'll just go, what's there for me to be reluctant about?"

  "That's different, the jar you're going to give to the witch is filled with your own flesh and blood, a piece of meat that fell off from your body. Although it's dead, it's still a part of your heart after all, you won't bear to hand it over."

  When I said this, Tingting's eyes suddenly dimmed a few points.

  Seeing her like this, I knew I was right. Following me, I continued: "Although I am not a woman, I understand the feeling of being a mother. Let alone you, in our village, a sister's five-month-old child did not survive, and as a result, she had a miscarriage. She cried so loudly that it was earth-shattering, and it was heartbreaking to hear her cry. In the end, the sister who had a miscarriage cried until she lost her voice. She could at least cry out loud and vent her emotions. I reckon you can only swallow your bitterness because of the special circumstances of your environment? Raising a child for three months and then suffocating yourself to death, how painful that must be! Ah!"

  As soon as I said that, Tingting suddenly couldn't hold back her emotions and burst into loud sobs.

  After Tingting cried for a long time, she said to me: "It's all my fault for being afraid of death. Otherwise, I would have hit myself to death. But I don't want to die, I'm really scared... I'm afraid of death!"

  When she said that, I smiled and replied to her: "Who the hell is not afraid of death?" The three words "not afraid of death" are easy to say, but hard to do. If someone puts a gun on my head and asks me to call him dad in order not to kill me, I might also call him that. In the face of death, few people can maintain their dignity and calmness, so you don't need to blame yourself. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame your bad luck for being born in such a village. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame that witch who harms people's lives.

  After I said that, Tingting seemed to feel a little better and went to get me something to eat after wiping away her tears. After Tingting left, I climbed up to the wooden platform on the attic of her house again and opened those two jars once more.

  This time I wasn't afraid, I looked very carefully. In the smaller jar, a baby was soaking in it. The baby's body had not rotted, with eyes closed, looking like he was sleeping, and looked particularly calm. Another jar contained a man, who looked quite handsome, probably when alive would be liked by every girl who saw him.

  Two good people, a handsome man and an adorable baby, were suffocated to death inside. Then the corpses were soaked in jars and preserved without decay.

  I really don't know what the hell this witch wants to do with the dead people in this jar, and I believe now Zhang Qi is also being soaked in the jar.

  At this moment, I made a decision, a more serious and firm decision than ever before. That is...

  I must figure out what kind of sinister plot is brewing behind the back of this witch, and what she intends to do with this so-called "altar slave". I swear I will get to the bottom of it!