C8 Freedom

When he opened his eyes again, he was tied up in the carriage. The jolting body of the carriage made him vomit, but because he had not eaten for an entire night, he could only lie on the carriage and retch.

At this moment, the curtain of the car was opened. Yeh Han looked at the masked men in front of him in fear. He retreated and begged pitifully, "Don't kill me, I won't go back. I will go far. Please, let me go."

The masked man's hand trembled and the steamed bun fell to his feet. He quickly bent over and picked it up, then he put the steamed bun in front of Yeh Han and said in a deep voice, "You were unconscious for one day and one night, eat something."

Yeh Han swallowed his saliva, hesitated for a while, then opened his mouth to take a bite, and wolfed them all down. Unexpectedly, he coughed loudly in the middle, and his face turned red, the masked man hurriedly took the water bottle from his waist, lifted him up, and put the water into his mouth.

Yeh Han choked on a few mouthfuls of water and then drank it. Finally, he came to his senses and said with a smile, "Thank you."

The masked man's hand trembled again as he quickly put away the canteen and left the carriage.

This time, he could finally be sure that they would not kill him. They would only bring him to a remote place where he would never be able to find his way back. But, Jing Prefecture, haha, if I want to go back, then wouldn't I have to ask for directions?

A few days later, the carriage was stopped by bandits. Yeh Han listened quietly to the two people outside begging for mercy and couldn't help but laugh. Everyone had a demon in their heart, and although they didn't beat him up, that didn't change the fact that they kidnapped him.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a loud voice of a bandit called out, "Big brother, there's a child tied up here. It seems they are traffickers."

"No, we are not," the two masked men pleaded, "That is our second young master, it was our old master who told us to take him into the mountains, into the forest, and throw him away."

"Throw it away?" The bandit was surprised, thinking that since they called the kid the Second Young Master, he must be a child of a rich family. However, as the saying goes, a tiger doesn't eat its poison, so when they threw the child onto the mountain, could it be that the child contracted some infectious disease?

Erhu jumped in shock and quickly returned to the bandit leader's side. "Big brother, what happened?"

There must be something fishy about this, that kid must have contracted some kind of infectious disease, otherwise why would his family throw him on the mountain, and why would those two people hide their faces, clearly they are afraid of being infected. "The bandit frowned:" Let them keep all the money they have, then quickly drag that kid away. "

The two masked men were kneeling on the ground. Previously, they had thought of covering their faces only because they were too ashamed to see the Second Young Master.

The horse carriage started moving again. Yeh Han cried out in grief, obviously regretting that they were still alive.

After driving for a day and a night they untied him from the carriage. They said in a hoarse voice: "Second master, we have reached our destination. Go straight ahead and you will meet a town." "In fact, there was nothing in front of them but the forest, so they said, but they were afraid that he would turn around.

He had to hurry on his way as soon as possible, otherwise, at night, there would definitely be some kind of wild beast around. With his small body, he would probably die without a chance of surviving. After walking a few steps, he seemed to have thought of something and turned towards them with a smile, "Thank you for letting me send the cat out."

The two of them were ashamed. They quickly got into the carriage and left the place in a sorry state.

Yeh Han stretched, his sleeves sliding down. The marks on his arms were striking, but they didn't match his good mood.

He picked up a branch from the roadside and lightly hit the surrounding grass. Because he had nowhere to go, he could only walk deeper into the grass. Not long after, his small figure was covered by the grass and couldn't be seen.

A tiger growled in a low voice, its eyes locked on to his figure.