Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 680 - 676: Never Judge by Appearances

Lin Wanwan appeared here early in the morning, clearly having come from the night.

This is very unusual, Baye Feng reminds himself to pay attention to this anomaly.

"Although I grew up in a poor tribe, my experience is limited, but I’m certain that there are no noblewomen who travel alone at night."

Baye Feng seems skeptical about the olive branch Lin Wanwan extended.

After saying this, he held his sister and passed by Lin Wanwan, standing at the top of the hill, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.

Lin Wanwan followed behind the siblings and didn’t respond to Baye Feng’s words, instead she smiled and said, "You speak the official language of Great Tang, a boy who lives on horseback doesn’t need to learn Great Tang dialect. So, why did you learn it?"

Baye Feng ignored Lin Wanwan’s question and stared westward for a while, then said, "There’s a caravan coming. If you’re really lost, you can follow them. As long as you can afford the fare, I think those mercenary merchants won’t refuse you."

Lin Wanwan looked in the direction of his gaze but saw nothing, feeling somewhat doubtful, "Where is the caravan?"

Baye Feng’s eyes showed a confident light as he calmly said, "In half an hour, you’ll be able to see the caravan."

Lin Wanwan didn’t comment on Baye Feng’s words; since she wasn’t really lost, there’s no way she would follow the caravan.

Though if she really encountered a caravan, she wouldn’t mind meeting them.

But she was very curious, how did Baye Feng know there was a caravan? X-ray vision? Why couldn’t she see anything?

After a pause, Lin Wanwan took out a monocular telescope from her backpack.

This time, her equipment preparation was quite comprehensive.

In such a remote and impoverished area like the Western Regions, Lin Wanwan was very carefree and unafraid of revealing secrets, since the people here were too limited in their experience.

She dared to openly carry a nail gun in her hands, so she naturally dared to take out a telescope for observation.

Through the telescope, she finally saw the caravan Baye Feng mentioned.

It was a caravan from the Western Regions consisting of over ten camels loaded with goods and more than a hundred horse-drawn carts, tirelessly traveling forward.

After putting away the telescope, Lin Wanwan asked Baye Feng, "There is indeed a caravan coming from the west, over a hundred people, but how did you see it?"

Baye Feng was a bit surprised to hear Lin Wanwan’s words.

But he quickly understood, the issue was definitely from the strange-looking black cylinder she held up to her eye just now.

"I judged it by the smoke and dust in the distance and the vibration of the earth."

Baye Feng explained to Lin Wanwan, and Naba looked at her brother with peculiar eyes.

Today, her brother spoke more than usual and was more gentle, it was so strange!

Living in an environment where conflicts and life-and-death situations arise at any moment, Baye Feng developed a resilient, silent, cold personality.

For survival, ensuring his sister and mother could live, he learned many skills, all forced by life.

In the tribe, women who lost their husbands would usually choose to rely on the tent of the husband’s brother or son (not born to the woman).

But Baye Feng’s mother was a Han woman from Great Sui, she couldn’t accept such condescension.

So, after his father was mortally wounded and died, her mother only managed for four more years, raising the little baby Naba to four years old before she passed away.

When his mother passed away, Baye Feng was twelve years old, but already eight feet tall, so she left with some peace of mind.

His mother’s departure was swift, seemingly without pain. But Baye Feng knew she died resisting the chief.

She didn’t want him to know the truth and seek revenge on the chief, so she pretended it was an accident.

To reassure her, he pretended he really didn’t know.

But this deep-seated blood feud, he had kept in his heart.

He was waiting, waiting for the right moment to improve his martial arts and kill the chief.

However, this time was getting more urgent because Naba was growing prettier day by day, and the chief’s gaze was becoming increasingly fervent.

The most beautiful girl in the tribe, once reaching six years old, would enter the chief’s tent. They belonged to the chief, which had always been a tribal custom.

But how could Baye Feng accept Naba becoming the woman of his mother’s murderer.

Thus, Baye Feng no longer ventured far to herd animals, and dared not let Naba out of his sight easily.

The chief was in his prime, his martial arts were strong, and his tent was guarded by eighteen warriors. Baye Feng, though brave, knew he would merely be throwing eggs at stones facing him.

If the chief were alone, he was confident to kill the other, but the chief was cautious of his life and never acted alone.

Baye Feng glimpsed at Lin Wanwan, a faint plan forming in his mind.

The six-year-old Naba, though missing her front teeth and possessing striking green cat eyes, paled in comparison to this alluring woman.

Even though this woman’s face was bound with a scarf, revealing only her large, dewy eyes, Baye Feng knew she must be a beauty capable of triggering a war between two tribes.

Most of the women in the tribe were sallow, emaciated, even their hips were not as plump as a ewe’s.

Moreover, since they never bathed, they reeked of sourness and were lice-ridden, not only the chief, but even ordinary tribal youths ignored them.

This woman suddenly appearing, regardless of her face under the scarf, those eyes and alluring figure alone would interest the Red Sun Tribe chief.

This was Baye Feng’s chance for revenge.

Thus he was exceptionally gentle, responding to Lin Wanwan’s words.

Lin Wanwan didn’t know what this boy usually was like, so naturally wouldn’t suspect his current behavior.

His handsome appearance was quite deceptive, and such people often projected a sense of nobility. How could Lin Wanwan imagine she was unwittingly being drawn into a plot?

The sun was rising higher, and the temperature gradually increased.

Lin Wanwan left the estate in Chang’an under the pretext of going up the mountain with Elder Sun to collect herbs, and this time she didn’t bring Kun Lun.

Actually, shortly after following Elder Sun into the mountain, he went to the valley where lepers were to deliver medicine for treatment free of charge, while Lin Wanwan parted ways with him and directly traveled through time back to the modern era.

The night before, Lin Wanwan slept in the modern era, and woke up in the morning, flew from the modern Ancient City to Anxi, then took a helicopter to play on the grassland for a day and night, now time-traveling back to Great Tang Time, living a chaotic life.

Fortunately, she was accustomed to such time zone chaos, and gradually adapted.