This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

After parting with her uncle-master Guo Zichou, whom she met unexpectedly, An Ling continued her journey to Shanhai Academy.

It was a rare sunny day. Although it was still winter, the warm sunshine shining on her body made her not feel cold at all. She had been walking for most of the day and felt a little tired, so she sat down on a big rock by the roadside and prepared to drink some water and take a rest.

Farmers were walking in groups of three or four, carrying hoes and laughing. An Ling looked at these farmers and sighed. She finally saw ordinary people. She felt like she had suddenly come alive.

God knows she walked along the official road for nearly five or six days, and there were only tightly wrapped officials riding their horses wildly. The raised dust covered An Ling's face, but she couldn't get angry, so she could only swallow her anger.

Oddly enough, she actually met an acquaintance who couldn't be more familiar on the official road. They looked at each other and felt deeply embarrassed.

An Ling never expected that the person who was protected in the center by dozens of masters was actually Qi Zhankou!

At that time, An Ling was standing on the side of the road, making way for the fast horses to pass, but unexpectedly, Qi Zhankou stopped her.

After hearing the familiar voice, An Ling looked up and met Qi Zhankou's eyes with a complicated expression. However, Qi Zhankou pretended not to know her. He threw a coin bag to her from a distance and said loudly: "Hey, I recognized the wrong person. You look a lot like my former cook. I see that you are so pitiful, so these are my reward to you!" After that, he nodded to the leader of the team, indicating to continue moving forward.

An Ling understood and pretended to be timid. She secretly glanced at the leader and quickly lowered her head as if she was afraid.

"Who is this person who holds the candle?" someone asked.

The leader, also known as the "Candle Holder", looked at An Ling with a half-smile, then raised his whip high and shouted angrily, then led the team to continue on their journey, leaving the confused An Ling far behind.

An Ling waited for nearly an hour before confirming that they had really left. She finally opened the purse that Qi Zhankou threw to her. Her intuition told her that this matter was not simple.

There were about a dozen taels of silver in the purse. An Ling looked through it desperately, but found that there was nothing else in the purse except the silver.

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Sitting on a rock to rest her feet, An Ling took out the purse Qi Zhankou had thrown to her before he left and examined it carefully. She saw that the purse was blue-green in color and had a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it. The mandarin ducks were playing in the water, and they looked lifelike and very well embroidered. She turned the bottom of the purse over and turned the inside out. She observed it carefully again. It was just ordinary lines, and there was no secret compartment or secret code. She didn't know why Qi Zhankou had to throw it to An Ling.

An Ling shook her head and decided to put this thing away. Maybe one day she would suddenly get the idea.

Also, the team we met before reflected many problems. For example, in the team, except for Qi Zhankou, the rest were wearing the same white uniform with red patterns. The patterns on the clothes were the sun and stars. Each of them had two long swords hanging on their backs and a Feng Shui compass hanging on their waists. I'm afraid they were the "Bu Tiansi" that Qi Zhankou mentioned before!

But why were all the people "escorting" Qi Zhan Kou members from Bu Tian Si, and not a single familiar face from the Wei Yuan Army? And it was more like... escorting than escorting!

So this is why An Ling was thinking about this purse every day. Qi Zhankou was too anxious and threw the purse to her in a hurry without even making an excuse. However, the "Candle Holder" did not stop him at all. I'm afraid that everything was under his control.

An Ling sighed. She didn't expect that even if she ran away alone, she would be linked to Qi Zhankou. Now she has received a signal from him that sounds like a distress signal. What should she do?

But after all, her most urgent thing now is to rush to Shanhai Academy and ask the dean to help her heal her dantian. After so many things, An Ling has fully realized the importance of force. Without her swordsmanship that could turn the tide, she is just an ordinary passerby who is unlucky.

After sitting for a while, An Ling felt better and was about to get up and continue on her way. However, unexpectedly, a miserable cry for help made her stop.

"Help! Help! Is there anyone who can save me..." It was the voice of a middle-aged woman. She screamed so loudly that it made people's hearts tremble.

With a helpful spirit, An Ling felt that she couldn't just stand by and watch, so she picked up her bag and rushed over there.

After crossing several fields, An Ling came to a fish pond. In the pond, a woman with a terrified face was struggling constantly, trying to float to the surface, but her head was submerged by the water little by little.

When she saw An Ling, she was overjoyed and said weakly: "Help... Gululu... Save me quickly... Gululu... There is something pulling my feet from below, I..." Soon, she sank straight into the pond.

An Ling still remembers the drowning prevention education on Blue Star in her previous life, as well as the experience of living by the sea for more than ten years. The first principle of saving people is that if someone is drowning, you must never jump into the water to save them easily. Instead, you will be dragged down by the drowning person and unable to swim. The correct way is, first, to call out loudly to attract other people; second, to find ropes, wooden poles and other objects to pull the drowning person ashore, or to find floating objects such as foam boards, wooden boards, and swimming rings, and throw them to the drowning person to delay the drowning time; third, to let someone who is familiar with water jump into the water to rescue the person ashore.

An Ling shouted anxiously. She was full of energy and her voice was much louder than that of a woman. She had just seen a farmer passing by, which proved that there was a village nearby and she should be able to find someone to help.

She was not idle. She ran and yelled, looking for something on the shore that could serve as a rescue. Finally, she found a fishing net that had fallen from a fishing trip. She grabbed one side and threw it towards the woman. After so many years of fishing, her skill in throwing the fishing net was perfect. The first time she threw it, it landed next to the woman. An Ling shouted, "Auntie, hurry up and grab the fishing net!"

As the saying goes, the potential that people can unleash in times of crisis is unimaginable. The woman struggled hard and finally grabbed something, then held on to it tightly. Then An Ling also pulled hard, trying to pull her back to the shore.

There was a village nearby. Hearing An Ling's screams, a group of villagers ran over with hoes, sickles and other weapons. Seeing that An Ling was rescuing people, they quickly put down their weapons and helped her pull the people up. Two or three young men jumped down anxiously and held up the woman from below. With the combined efforts of everyone, they finally rescued the unconscious woman to shore.

"Oh my god, why is there something pulling me in this pond!" shouted a young man who was still in the water. He felt his feet were very heavy and he could not move at all. He was even sinking further down!

When the witch in the village saw this, she let out a strange cry, swung the peach wood cane in her hand and started hitting the young man in the water. The young man finally managed to get away and climb back to the shore.

An Ling didn't know what was happening over there. At this moment, she was performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation and artificial respiration on the drowning old lady. Amidst everyone's astonished gaze, the old lady finally opened her eyes.