Chapter 2: Hunting

  Although Big Beard Lao Da always made Qi Xie follow Gan Xiong to learn those useless things, two years was enough time to turn this person from a civilized society into a thorough and utter horse thief. However, Qi Xie still wasn't a real horse thief.

  In the past, I also watched Young and Dangerous. Although it's cool to be like Ekin Cheng rushing forward, the real big brothers are usually sitting in the back watching the show. Otherwise, why didn't we see Jiang Tianyang holding a watermelon knife? The little rascals all swore that they would follow Brother Seven, but who knows what situation will arise next. At this time, it's more suitable to find a place to pour a cup of tea and read a newspaper, waiting for the younger brothers to finish their fight before going up to pat them on the shoulder and praise them with a "very good" and "very powerful".

  He had heard his father praise Meng Kuang before, saying that he was a born killer who enjoyed the thrill of riding horses and wielding knives with blood splashing everywhere. Thinking of this, Qi's heart also sank a little, knowing that in a moment, he would definitely be the first to charge forward, and she would have to follow suit. Sure enough, Teacher drew out another horse knife from his waist and let out a loud shout as he charged towards the merchant group. Qi clearly heard the mocking laughter beside her ear, and knew that he looked down on her.

  Generally speaking, the caravans that traverse the vast desert would hire some strong and young men to escort them before departure. Sometimes, even the military forces responsible for defending nearby towns would take on this kind of business as a sideline. The sand blown by the strong wind stung his face, Qi Xian sat on his horse with narrowed eyes, sizing up the caravan in front of him. In theory, such a large caravan, fully loaded and returning from Yun Zhong City, should have hired some bodyguards or something. This boss was either too bold or too stingy.

  Blood, crimson blood, not red medicine or tomato juice. She watched with her eyes wide open as Meng Kuang's hand rose and fell, and the little servant who drove away the camel was beheaded. The splashing blood also landed on Qi Ling's wrist. Suddenly, she felt dizzy, oh my! She didn't expect that she would faint at the sight of blood. She wasn't just dizzy, but also shocked by the scene in front of her. This was the first time she had seen death so close to her. Hurriedly closing her eyes, she comforted herself that it was no different from a war movie on TV, and when she opened her eyes again, the nightmare would be over.

  "Teacher, it seems that they are all people with no power to bind a chicken. They have nothing to do with us and we have no grudges against them. As long as they hand over their belongings, why must we put them to death?" The longer one lives in this place, the more one can see the principle of survival of the fittest being manifested in the world of horse bandits, although it is not resisted, but once faced, it is still frightening.

  "So I'm saying you're not the same as before, the old Qi would never ask such a question." Meng Kuang didn't give Qi an answer, and Qi had many speculations. The self in the mirror looked like just a child, but from Meng Kuang's tone, could it be that this young lady had also killed people before? She couldn't help but open her hands wide, the bloodstain from earlier was already wiped clean on the teacher's body, her past self hadn't even killed a chicken, yet she didn't think that after transmigrating here she would become a low-age female demon lord.

  The robbers at Heishui Village easily took down the goods, killing everyone to eliminate any future troubles. Although Qi Mei didn't make any contributions, her younger brothers were very understanding and afterwards they all called her "Big Sister Wise". Qi Mei had dismounted to inspect the goods before, and the colorful golden decorations in the boxes even made this "professional" feel astonished - what about those at Zhou Dafu's store?

  After arriving at Heishui Village, Qi Xi often hummed a little tune: I want to go on a shopping spree, I want to go on a shopping spree, but unfortunately when I had the place, I didn't have the money; I want to go on a shopping spree, I want to go on a shopping spree, but when I had the money, I couldn't find the place. Qi Xi relied on her past gossip spirit and had already investigated what her "original self" was like. In the eyes of the servants, this young lady was so savage that her father had found a teacher to cultivate her emotions. Now hearing the young lady's words, they were all about shopping sprees, and the servants were all afraid that something would happen to them at any time, so unless the young lady had any orders, they all avoided her.

  "Dad, Dad~!" Not long after returning, Qiuxi came to the gathering hall with a delicate small brocade box. At first glance at this name, Qiuxi almost burst out laughing. Whether it was a TV show about thieves or rebels, the place where they discussed important matters was called "Gathering Hall" with a probability of almost 80%. Sometimes Qiuxi's flattery towards Old Man Hu wasn't all about fawning over him. Although he was a bit barbaric, he was ultimately very good to her. Moreover, saying she didn't miss her parents from her past life was also a lie. Now she could only pour all her love into Old Man Hu.

  So when Qi Xian found a gold-inlaid jade ring in the spoils of war this time, she thought of giving it to her father at the first moment. Her father was the kind of person who liked to show off the most, although these things were originally his, but if they came from his daughter, the meaning would be different.

  The old man received the gift and was overjoyed, muttering to himself, "Qing'er, our Qixi has finally grown up!" He might have even been more excited because it was probably the first time he had ever received a gift from his daughter. Of course, he had to put on this new thing right away to show it off, but after carefully examining the ring, his face suddenly fell: "Where did you get this thing?"

  "This, this is what the child and teacher brought back from 'hunting', doesn't father like it?"

  "Hey, you're being ridiculous. How can this crazy kid follow you in your madness?" The old man just let out a sigh towards Qi Xi, it was clear that he was also desperately trying to suppress the anger in his heart. Qi Xi didn't understand why her father's expression changed faster than the weather.

  A woman's sixth sense is the most accurate, and Qi Xian also vaguely felt that Old Man had something on his mind, because this was already the thirty-fourth time he looked at him with that gaze. Although Old Man had sent people to look for him, several groups of people came back to report that they hadn't seen Meng Tang Zhu, and Qi Xian's heart was also full of guesses - could it be that Teacher had his eyes on those treasures worth a city and had absconded with them? Then another Qi Xian immediately jumped out from the bottom of his heart - stupid, do you think the teacher you know has such low aspirations? If it were me, even if I had to steal, I would steal this entire city.

  Before the angel and devil in his heart had finished their battle, Qi was pulled into a secret room by Old Man Liu. The entrance mechanism of the secret room was not very creative, it was just an antique vase that was always placed in the corner of the wall. Usually, no matter whether he was happy or not, Old Man Liu would always try his best to squeeze out a brilliant smile when facing Qi, but today he had a serious face: "Qi Qi, you've been a clever child since you were young, but recently I've seen that you're becoming more and more sensible. Dad is very pleased with this. Actually, dad knows that our Qi is the most obedient and sensible one. It's just that your mother left early, it's dad's fault for not taking good care of you. But from now on, you must be obedient and sensible, take good care of yourself, do you understand? This is your mother's legacy, dad will hand it over to you today, you must take good care of it."

  Dad has never called her QiQi so gently before, usually he either calls her Shiqing or directly calls her Qixi. Dad's tone doesn't seem quite right today, it feels like he's making a will or something. Ah, children speak without thinking, children speak without thinking.

  The legacy of that never-before-seen girl was not something that seemed valuable, a very simple wooden hairpin. Although the workmanship was not exquisite, the material was superior, compared to those expensive hairpins from Tanmu Workshop in the past, it was much better, although it was not a rare item, since it was her legacy, it had to be kept properly, but Father insisted on putting it on Qī Xiè's hair personally, it seemed that this thing must have been the token of affection between Father and Mother back then.

  "Dad, let Ah San do these things, didn't he used to deliver them before?" Qiuxi couldn't understand why her father had sent someone to prepare several bags of rice for her to send to Yue PoPo after giving her mother's belongings. Yue PoPo lived alone at the foot of Tanggula Mountain, and every few days, Father would send someone to deliver some supplies to supplement her. Originally, this was Ah San's task, so why did it fall to herself today? What was the old thief planning?

  Although he was very puzzled in his heart, Qi Xian still went on the run with great pleasure. Tanggula, Nyainqentanglha Mountains, a place he had always yearned for but couldn't afford to visit before.