Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

Everyone looked at each other, unable to imagine a child stabbing a pheasant in the neck.

In the end, they could only conclude that Yao Feiran was too hungry, which triggered her potential, and soon everyone's eyes turned to envy.

"Xiao Ran is great, she can hunt at such a young age. But don't go in there again, there are many wild animals in that forest."

Yao Feiran asked, "Grandma, can I eat now?"

The village is now mostly populated by the elderly, the infirm, and the disabled, about a dozen people. She needs to replenish her energy, so she might as well eat with them.

Grandma Hua said helplessly, "What's there to eat? We can exchange this for some grain in town. There's not much meat in it, it's too wasteful to eat it. Grandpa Zhou will secretly go to town to sell it and get you some millet."

Every now and then, people would bring some wild vegetables and game to town to exchange for some food. Grandpa Zhou was Granny Hua's husband, Zhou Dahe.

Yao Feiran didn't say anything, she just thought that next time she would just eat the food herself, because her body was severely lacking in energy.

After Yao Feiran returned, everyone went about their own business. Now that all the adult men had gone to fight, taxes remained the same, and the elderly, women, and children continued to farm, although most of the land was still abandoned.

Grandma Hua, worried that Yao Feiran might run off, said, "Little Ran, why don't you stay at Grandma's place?"

"Grandma Flower, I won't run around like that next time, don't worry."

Grandma Hua's family still has her daughter-in-law and grandson. If Yao Feiran stays there for a long time, it will definitely cause them to be dissatisfied. In the village, a seven-year-old child is considered to be independent.

After making her promise, Granny Hua reluctantly left.

After Zhou Dahe returned, everyone in the village crowded together.

"Brother Zhou, was everything alright on the way? Why are you back so late?"

"Not good. I heard someone was robbed. I took a detour. Grain prices in town have also gone up."

Zhou Dahe gave ten liters of millet to Yao Feiran.

"Xiao Ran, take this. You see, if you eat the chickens and rabbits directly, you won't be able to get this much grain in return."

Ten liters of millet is about 12 jin (6 catties). If it were the original owner of this body, it would probably last for a long time, but for her, it was finished in a few days.

With high demand for food, vendors are lowering prices, which has also led to a significant reduction in the price of wild game.

No one's expression changed much, and they each took their own things.

Grandma Hua helped bring the millet back to Yao Feiran's room.

"Hide these foods well. The villagers won't bully a little kid like you. If you need anything, just go to Grandma."

Grandma Flower lives next door, so she can come over often.

"Thank you, Granny Hua. Could you tell me about my father?"

The original owner's memories were somewhat hazy.

Grandma Hua hesitated for a moment, then sat down in a chair with Yao Feiran in her arms.

"Your mother was the most beautiful girl in Crescent Moon Village. One day, she found a man by the river. He was very handsome, dressed in white, just like an immortal who did not eat the food of mortals."

Are there immortals in this world?

"Haha, that's a metaphor. How could there be immortals in this world? If there were immortals, there would be no wars on earth."

"And when did Dad pass away?"

"He left before you were even born. He disappeared without a trace before anyone could react. Your mother cried until she went blind."

Granny Hua spoke through gritted teeth, then sighed, "Actually, your father's departure was premeditated. He said he and your mother were not from the same world, and that your mother had no roots. Only with that thing would he take you back."

Yao Feiran: "Spiritual root?"

"It seems so. How did you know?"

My mother told me.

Granny Hua nodded and continued, "Later, we gave you a hundred taels of silver to buy some land, but because of the war, your uncle went to the battlefield and couldn't pay the taxes, so the land was gone. Then your mother fell ill, and all the money was spent."

Grandma Hua sighed and said, "If you have the chance, you can send a letter to your aunt."

"Auntie?"

"Yes, when your maternal grandparents passed away, only your aunt and your mother were left at home. Your aunt's maternal grandmother was a lady from a wealthy family in the capital. She took pity on her two nieces and asked someone to bring them back to the capital. At that time, your mother had just married your father, so only your aunt went to the capital. She should be seventeen or eighteen years old now."

The original owner had indeed heard her mother mention this matter. Aunt Yao Qingshao, if you weren't that man, your mother probably wouldn't have died and would have gone directly to the capital.

"When will Uncle be back?"

The original owner's uncle, Yao Daqiang, was the original owner's only relative in the village.

Grandma Hua said with a bitter expression, "Your uncle will definitely come back."

The battlefield is unpredictable; no one knows what the final outcome will be. Sometimes, no news is the best news.

Zhou Dahe gave Yao Feiran a bundle of firewood, and Granny Hua went back with Zhou Dahe.

Yao Feiran lay in bed, deep in thought.

This world has cultivation, but this is a mortal world. The thin spiritual energy here is simply not enough to support cultivation. So there must be another world.

She thought of the forest in Crescent Moon Village, where no one dared to venture deep into it, and no one knew how large the forest was. She thought of the tiger and her original father, whom she had rescued. She guessed that the cultivation world was just behind this forest.

Another thing is that the original owner's father was very stingy. He only gave the original owner's mother one hundred taels of silver. Even if he had given her a health-strengthening pill, it would have been a good thing. It would have seemed very classy, ​​but he was incredibly stingy.

As for that aunt, her name is Yao Qingshao. She sent a few letters after going to the capital, but then things got chaotic here and she lost contact with her. She also doesn't know which family her great-aunt's mother is. Now that there is war, the hope of seeking refuge with her is very slim.

First, focus on keeping yourself alive.

Yao Feiran closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep. At five o'clock in the morning, Yao Feiran searched for prey on the outskirts and, with a bit of luck, found a lot of food and some bird eggs.

On her way back, she sensed danger again.

She hid behind a large rock and sensed a spatial fluctuation. Then, her divine sense detected a person falling out, seemingly seriously injured and lying on the ground, unable to get up.

This person was covered in black energy, clearly a demonic cultivator. Yao Feiran knew at a glance that he had no good intentions towards her, so she immediately turned and left.

She did want to touch the corpse, but the other party wasn't dead; a simple pressure attack would kill her physical body.

After bringing the things home, Yao Feiran steamed an egg and a large bowl of rice for herself.

The villagers had all gone to the fields, so Yao Feiran went deeper into the forest, heading in a different direction. She had a premonition of danger and wanted to explore as much as possible.

She saw some shallow deer hoof prints under the bushes, and looked at the small knife in her hand, as if she wanted to but couldn't.

I remembered there was a hunter family in the village, but they went into the mountains a few years ago and never came out again. I don't know if they had any hunting weapons inside.

Yao Feiran had no choice but to pick some wild vegetables to take home.

Not long after, Granny Hua from next door returned. She had a loud voice, and Yao Feiran heard her: "Husband, Wenmei saved a man. She was already starving, and she gave him all the food in the house. It's really a sin."

The girl named Wenmei that Granny Hua mentioned was a widow in the village, in her thirties. She was a nice person, but she was a bit sentimental and easily swayed by emotions.

Yao Feiran's lips twitched. Back then, the original owner's mother saved a heartless man, so how come the villagers still dare to pick up men?