Her guards

Chapter 6 Be Her Bodyguard

"Miss, although it's true that you should see things through to the end when you're helping someone."

Mo Zheng looked at Yang Luo with a helpless expression.

“But you can’t keep sending Buddhas away like this. First it was White Horse Town, and now it’s the capital. I’m just a small hunter, I don’t have that kind of ability.”

"I've saved your life, but I really can't take care of anything else. I have to go back to hunting."

After saying that, he turned around and strode out of the city.

Yang Luo hurriedly caught up.

“I know I’m asking for too much,” she said. “You saved me, and I haven’t even repaid your great kindness, yet I’m troubling you again and again—”

Tears streamed down her face. She knew her request was unreasonable and couldn't continue, so she simply followed Mo Zheng.

But this wasn't a desolate mountain forest. On a bustling street, a boy with a sullen face walked ahead, followed by a crying boy, attracting a lot of attention. Some people even joked, "Did they get beaten up?"

At this moment, they couldn't attract too much attention, so Mo Zheng stopped and pulled Yang Luo to the corner wall.

“Miss, you’re really being unreasonable.” He said in a low voice, “You yourself said that the government will notify the Duke of Ding’an’s mansion, and the people from the Duke of Ding’an’s mansion should be coming. Why don’t you just wait for them here?”

Yang Luo shook his head with tears in his eyes: "Even if the people from the Duke of Ding'an's mansion come, as long as I show up, they will know that I am not dead. They will try to ambush and kill me on the way. Those people can collude with the government and then frame the bandits."

Mo Zheng said helplessly, "Did you foresee this again?"

Yang Luo choked up and said, "I know you don't believe me, but everything I said is true."

Mo Zheng sighed, "How come I got extorted after saving someone? If you keep doing this, I won't dare to save people casually next time. Are you trying to turn a good person like me into a bad one?"

Whether it was a rejection or something else, upon hearing these words, Yang Luo's tears flowed even more, and her gaze towards Mo Zheng became complicated once again. She clenched her hands, as if she had made up her mind: "It will also be good for you if you escort me to the capital."

Mo Zheng chuckled, raising an eyebrow: "You mean you're saying the Duke of Ding'an's mansion will give me a lot of money? Miss, do you know how far it is to the capital? The money is so far away, I'll lose my life before I even get there..."

“But you’ll die if you stay here,” Yang Luo interrupted him, her voice choked with emotion.

Mo Zheng asked with a strange expression, "I'm going to die?"

Saying someone will die for no reason will either make the other person disbelieve it or get angry and think it's a curse. Especially now, she needs his help, and if he refuses, saying he will die is even more of a threat. Yang Luo looked at Mo Zheng, tears streaming down her face.

"I know that what I'm saying sounds like crazy talk, like sophistry, like repaying kindness with enmity..." she cried and cursed herself.

Mo Zheng gave a wry smile: "Fine, you've already cursed yourself, what else can I say?" He paused for a moment, "Was my death something you foresaw?"

Yang Luo raised her hand to wipe away her tears, avoiding his gaze, and said, "Anyway, it's probably because of me that I'm dragged down. I'm unlucky and have many misfortunes. You saved me, and now you're also unlucky and have many misfortunes..."

She was either lying or simply didn't want to tell him the truth. Mo Zheng smiled, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Let me make this clear first, I'm just a hunter, I've never traveled that far..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Luo let out a cry of joy and hugged him tightly, then burst into tears.

Mo Zheng was caught off guard and stumbled back a step. She quickly grabbed Yang Luo's collar and pulled her away.

“Hey, men and women shouldn’t touch each other,” he said.

Yang Luo said "Oh," wiped away her tears, and gasped, "I'm your younger brother now."

However, he did not rush forward again, but instead bowed respectfully.

"thanks, thanks."

Mo Zheng shook her arm: "Don't rush to thank me, I can't guarantee I'll escort you safely to..."

Yang Luo interrupted him again: "You can do it, you definitely can, Asheng is very capable."

Mo Zheng glanced at her: "If I were powerful, would I have died?"

Yang Luo seemed taken aback by the question, looking at him with a complicated expression: "Maybe it's because he's too amazing." Mo Zheng chuckled: "That's still not amazing enough."

He looked down at the street and saw two beggars running past. They saw Mo Zheng and Yang Luo. They had been among the beggars for two days and knew each other.

"Ah Sheng, the government is hiring laborers to clean up Baima Town. They'll provide meals. Come on over!"

They greeted us warmly.

When Baima Town was mentioned, Mo Zheng called them over to ask what was going on.

It turned out that Baima Town had been almost completely destroyed. The government was conscripting laborers to clean up and bury the dead, but the officials and soldiers were unwilling to do these tasks.

In the city, only beggars and vagrants would be willing to do such menial tasks.

As long as there's food to eat, that's enough.

After saying this, the two beggars hurriedly left, fearing that if they were late they would miss their job.

Eating is a big deal.

Mo Zheng rubbed her stomach and looked at Yang Luo.

"However, just because I agreed doesn't mean I can actually go. Going to the capital is no simple matter. What will I do about food, clothing, and lodging?"

The two of them were still living off the charity of beggars in Lu County. Did they really have to beg their way to the capital?
"Can you walk? What about food and water? Although I have hunting skills, there aren't mountains along the way where I can hunt."

Yang Luo's face also showed confusion. She was a pampered young lady who had faced life-or-death crises, but had never faced problems with food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.

Mo Zheng muttered, "I can't exactly rob or steal..."

As soon as he said it, Yang Luo grabbed him urgently: "No, no, you mustn't do these things, please don't!"

Judging from her expression, it seemed he had already gone to steal or rob. Mo Zheng was stunned for a moment.

"I mean you can't do it, what?" He slowed his voice, narrowing his eyes slightly as he looked at the fear in the girl's eyes. "...You predicted that I would die from theft?"

This young hunter had never left the mountains. He was simple and kind, but sometimes he was so clever that it left people at a loss. Yang Luo looked a little embarrassed: "My divination is not that accurate. I can only tell you about the crisis, but I don't know why it happened."

Fortunately, the boy seemed to be asking casually, and after hearing her answer, he just pursed his lips and didn't press the matter further.

To prevent him from overthinking, Yang Luo quickly said, "I've got an idea. Those thugs were just pretending to be bandits; they won't actually rob us. Although my house was burned down, my mother hid money underground, and surely no one has discovered it yet..."

Mo Zheng looked at her: "So we..."

Yang Luo shook his head again with fear: "Go get it. I'll tell you where it is. Those people might still be watching. If I go and get recognized, it'll be terrible."

The young lady was truly terrified. Mo Zheng didn't say anything more and turned to walk towards the county government office.

Yang Luo was a little taken aback, and followed up to persuade him, "Ah Sheng, I know it's not easy to get into a crime scene. You're skilled, so tonight..."

Mo Zheng turned to look at her: "You said it yourself, crime scenes are hard to get into. The soldiers must have surrounded them. No matter how good I am, I can't get in at night. It's too dangerous."

Yes, she herself was afraid of the danger and wouldn't go, so how could she let Mo Zheng take the risk? Yang Luo looked ashamed...

Mo Zheng smiled and gently nudged her arm.

"So, go in openly and honestly."

He pointed in the direction of the government office.

Yang Luo's eyes lit up as he remembered that a beggar had mentioned that the government was recruiting laborers to clean up Baima Town.

(End of this chapter)