It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 165

The bodies were piled up in the pit. A group of people worked for half a day without a break when the order came from the city wall to burn them.

This request was difficult for the ancient people to accept, but they had to submit under the threat of bows and arrows.

A few torches were thrown, and soon a raging fire broke out, with black smoke billowing up.

Before the people present could stop and feel sad, several sounds of breaking through the air were heard behind them, and sharp arrows pierced straight into the mud. It was the soldiers urging everyone to leave.

Jiang Yan had already stood outside the range. He took a closer look at the city wall, then left without looking back with his new acquisitions.

Walking the same route again, her speed was obviously much faster. When she reached the edge of the cliff, the sun had not yet begun to set.

The long rope that had been fixed before disappeared. Jiang Yan panicked for a while and then started searching everywhere.

A hundred-meter-long thick hemp rope is very heavy and inconvenient to carry. If this is a channel used frequently, it may be left somewhere or a backup is hidden.

She followed the place where the people had stopped that day and the direction she had paid attention to many times, and finally found traces in a tree hole.

After confirming that no one would be around for a while, Jiang Yan grabbed the rope and started climbing down. Although she was a little braver this time, she still didn't dare to look up or down as she climbed.

Her ostrich-like escapist mentality could easily lead her into danger without her knowing it. Jiang Yan knew this very well, but she couldn't correct it in a short time.

She comforted herself that it was a gamble on her life and that her luck wouldn't be too bad. However, when she landed, she looked back for some reason and was so scared that she ran away.

More than 20 meters outside the courtyard, the moonlight clearly illuminated the figure of a man, and the longbow in his hand, which was swaying up and down, facing her...?

"Master." Several people Jiang Yan had seen before walked out of the yard and respectfully took the bows and arrows thrown by the man.

"This is the second time. You can accept the punishment when you return."

The man strode into the courtyard, leaving the others staring at each other with wry smiles. But after being struck by an arrow, he hadn't expected to be followed... hopefully, it wouldn't ruin their plans.

A moment later, the man's voice was heard again: "If it happens again, just arrest him and see what to do with him. This guy is smarter than you."

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Jiang Yan ran furiously for a while before slowing down when she saw no one was chasing her. It was truly terrifying; she hadn't expected to be so visible right under someone's nose.

Although he didn't understand why the man held the bow and arrow but didn't shoot at him, Jiang Yan secretly made up his mind that this time he must be fully prepared to leave the city and must not be sent back to the north gate again.

After all, she had completely lost the chance to return to Heyang County from the cliff.

Jiang Yan slept in the old place until dawn, then turned into the streets and alleys to wander around. He successfully found a peddler and bought some small items from him. He immediately went back to adjust his figure.

For example, wrapping a few more layers of hemp rope around your waist to make yourself look bulky, or carrying some hard objects on your shoulders to change your proportions.

As for facial adjustments, Jiang Yan did not have the skills like Chunying, nor could she afford a complete set of makeup powder and rouge. She just bought some bulk lead powder and forehead rouge from the peddler.

Without a bronze mirror, he dug a mud pit to make a water mirror. Jiang Yan, memorizing Chunying's steps and strength, applied a layer of lead powder to his forehead, brushing a little yellow here and there, occasionally adding a few strokes of charcoal.

Uh... Jiang Yan looked at her own reflection, her face full of black, yellow and white... She would then draw her eyebrows thicker and add a few more moles on her face.

This technology is too advanced and her money is not enough to support it.