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She bravely walked to the window, only to see a dozen or so people gathered downstairs. The carriage was covered with horses, and on the carriage were many boxes and flags. Unfortunately, Xiaowan did not know how to read and write.

At this moment, the crowd had dispersed. A tall man wearing a black robe slowly walked over. He held a long sword in his hand with an oppressing cold aura. There were four or five people on the ground who were pressing down and shouting at each other.

He raised his sword and blood splashed everywhere. The person on the ground whimpered and fainted, while Xiaowan watched as the person who was called "Manager Ling" chopped off another person's toes.

The man turned his body slightly, and blood splashed onto his face. The fierce and bloodthirsty look in his eyes scared the hell out of Xiaowan.

Xiaowan's legs went limp and she fell onto the ground. The furniture in the room was neat and tidy, there were large red and joyous words stuck on the walls, and the bed curtains were filled with mandarin ducks and ducks performing. At the head of the table, under a pair of red candles, were silver ingots and strings of copper coins.

This was her wedding room, and she knew that the Manager Ling who wielded his sword was the man she wanted to marry, Ling Chaofeng.

Before they were married, they were tied up in the woodshed. Every day, they would listen to the women outside talking about Ling Xiao Inn, saying that whenever passengers entered their shop, if it wasn't a few that came out, they would either have lost their belongings. Every time this happened, the store would send someone to the town to set up a stall to sell buns. Those who had eaten it all said that the buns were definitely not stuffed pork, but were definitely made of human flesh.

The women all said that after Xiaowan marries, she would sleep on a bed made of bones and eat soup made from human flesh. In less than a year, she would become a murderer who wouldn't kill a mother.

"Dad, where are you?" Xiaowan wiped her tears and curled up her body.

Originally, before she was tied up, she had packed her luggage and wanted to go to Baisha Town to look for her father's good brother, Blacksmith Zhou, and ask him where her father was. Now that she couldn't go back to Qingling Village anymore, and the Xiaowan wasn't willing to marry Ling Chaofeng, the only way out was to find her father so that he could end the marriage for her.

Raising her head, she saw the small mountain of money under the red candle. Xiaowan pursed her lips tightly and unknowingly, she stood up.

"First, let me borrow some money …" She turned and grabbed the red cap on the bed. She took two strings of coins from the table, poured out a plate of dry snacks, tucked them into her arms, and bravely reached for the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a tall and sturdy man carrying a sack the size of a man. He walked out of the bag, and as he did so, red blood dripped from the bag, and the night shook with fear at the thought that the man had been killed in the sack.

If they were caught running, they would die, but if they stayed here, they would die anyway. If they could escape, they would be able to survive.

When the big sized man came back, she clenched her teeth and opened the door to go downstairs. She could hear the ruckus at the back of the shop, and the blood on the ground was flowing towards the front door. There was not a single person in the shop, only about ten square tables of the Eight Immortals.

Outside, the sun was already setting, and as he tried to figure out the direction of Baisha Town, Xiaowan ran without looking back.

Furthermore, even though Baisha Town were governed by Baisha Town, they were still five kilometers away from the town. Ten kilometers east of the inn was Baisha River.

When Xiaowan wanted to return to Baisha Town to look for Uncle Zhou, she headed west to welcome the sunset. The golden sunlight shone onto her face and for some reason, it ignited hope for life.

Ten li away, even if it was far, it wasn't close. After this fierce march to the head of the town, the sky was already completely dark.