When Xia Heping was at the post office, he was thinking that it was the first time he had seen so much money and he wanted to hold it in his hands and enjoy it. But as soon as he left the post office, he became nervous and felt like everyone on the street was staring at him.

Seeing that cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, Xiao Hui nodded and said, "Okay, give me the bag."

"Here you go, take it quickly," Xia Heping said impatiently, handing the bag to Xiao Hui.

The two returned to the hotel safely. Xia Heping collapsed onto the bed and, after a while, looked at Xiao Hui and said, "Xiao Hui, we'll take turns keeping watch tonight."

Xiao Hui felt that Xia Heping was being overly cautious, but when he thought about how all four of Xia Heping's pockets had been slashed when they got off the train, he felt that being even more cautious was not excessive.

He was a big shot in Pingxi County, and no one dared to mess with him, but in Guangzhou, he was nothing. They might have been targeted when they went to withdraw the money. Even for him, more than 10,000 yuan was not a small amount.

So he nodded and said, "Okay, Uncle Xia, you take the first half of the night watch, and I'll take the second half."

Because they had so much money on them, the two didn't go out for dinner that night, but instead paid the hotel staff to bring them food.

As night fell, Xiao Hui, exhausted, fell into a deep sleep, while Xia Heping sat upright on the stool, clutching the cloth bag containing the money tightly to his chest.

He dared not sit on the bed, for fear that he would lose control and fall asleep.

Around 1 a.m., Xia Heping was so sleepy that his head was nodding off when he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening, which startled him awake.

He was about to wake Xiao Hui when a knife was pressed against his neck.

"Don't make a sound, hand over the money right now, or don't blame my knife for being blind," Thief Number One threatened in a low voice, holding a knife to Xia Heping's neck.

The two thieves hadn't expected that this person wouldn't be sleeping so late, and would actually be sitting upright on the stool. But since they were already there, it was impossible for them to give up now. They had finally spotted a big fish, and if they succeeded, they wouldn't have to worry for the next few years.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Hui groggily sat up in bed, yawning with his eyes closed: "Ah... Uncle Xia, is it time? You should go to sleep, I'll keep watch."

Thief Number Two followed suit, placing the knife against Xiao Hui's neck. The icy touch instantly dispelled Xiao Hui's drowsiness.

His eyes widened in disbelief; he never expected the thieves in Guangzhou to be so brazen. He tried to calm them down in a low voice: "Brother, put the knife down first, and we'll give you the money."

"Pah, do you think I'm stupid?"

"Hurry up and hand over this bag to me, or I'll kill you with one blow!" Thief Number One stepped forward to snatch the cloth bag from Xia Heping's hand.

Xia Heping clung tightly to the bag, gritting his teeth as he said, "Kill me if you want, but I won't give you the money even if you do."

The two thieves hadn't expected him to be someone who valued money over life. They exchanged a helpless glance. Although they were after money, they didn't dare to kill anyone indiscriminately. This put them in a bit of a predicament.

Xiao Hui was almost scared to death by Xia Heping's actions. He never expected him to make such a stupid mistake at this moment: "Uncle Xia, just give them the money. Money can be earned back, but once a person is gone, they are really gone."

If it weren't for the knife to his neck, he would have loved to beat those two idiots to death.

"No, I'll take your life instead of your money," Xia Heping said defiantly, his tone extremely arrogant, but a closer look would reveal that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

With a knife to his throat, who wouldn't be afraid? But between money and life, Xia Heping chose money.

Thief No. 1 was also angered by Xia Heping's attitude: "You won't let go, huh? Then don't blame me."

His eyes flashed with malice, and he raised the knife in his hand to stab Xia Heping in the shoulder.

Xiao Hui's eyes narrowed sharply. Taking advantage of the fact that Thief No. 2 was not paying attention to him, he grabbed the other's wrist holding the knife with both hands and pulled it backward with a combination of pinching and grabbing.

Thief Number Two let out a painful scream, and in just a few breaths, the knife in his hand fell into Xiao Hui's grasp.

On the other side, just as Thief Number One's knife was about to pierce Xia Heping's neck, it was suddenly bounced off by something, and his hand went numb from the shock. He looked at Xia Heping in disbelief.

Xiao Hui seized the opportunity and kicked the other man away: "Uncle Xia, quickly pick up the knife."

Hearing the sound, Xia Heping hurriedly ran over, picked up the knife that had fallen to the ground, and, imitating the other person, held the knife to their neck.

At this point, the situation for the four people reversed.

Thief Number One was still in shock, looking at Xia Heping with fear and asking, "What was that? Why was my knife ejected?"

"What do you mean? I don't understand what you're saying," Xia Heping said, completely bewildered.

"Impossible! I was about to slash you with my knife, but something blocked me. What was that?" Thief Number One stared intently at Xia Heping.

He felt that this person was definitely possessed by a ghost, yes, maybe it really was a ghost, or a monster. At that moment, he really wanted to escape from Xia Heping's side.

"I don't know, you probably just had bad eyesight and hit the chair," Xia Heping said, bewildered. He really didn't feel anything was wrong.

The room was already dark because the lights weren't on, so Xiao Hui and the others had no idea what had just happened. They just thought that maybe the thief had been caught and was pretending to be crazy.

Ignoring the erratic thief, Xiao Hui told Xia Heping to quickly call for help, and then called the police.

When Thief Number One saw the police arrive, he immediately told them what he had discovered, pointing at Xia Heping and saying that he was not human and that he was haunted by a ghost.

The police naturally couldn't believe such a fantastical story. They instinctively thought he was feigning madness to escape punishment, so they simply gagged him with a rag and took him back to the police station.

It was already daylight when Xiao Hui and Xia Heping came out of the police station.

Xiao Hui exhaled a breath of stale air; this night had been far too dangerous.

He looked at Xia Heping and suggested, "Uncle Xia, let's have breakfast first, and then go to the garment factory."

"Stop eating, let's go to the garment factory first, otherwise I won't feel at ease," Xia Heping said weakly. He hadn't slept all night and his face was pale.

Seeing this, Xiao Hui had no choice but to comply and took the money to the garment factory to pick up the goods.

After that, they didn't dare go back to that hotel; they just wanted to get home as soon as possible.

Xiao Hui took Xia Heping to the train station to buy train tickets and also arranged for cargo shipment.

This time, their destinations were different, so their train numbers were also different.

"Uncle Xia, please be careful on your journey. I'll come to Beijing to visit you again when I have time."

"Hey, take care of yourself too. Come visit anytime you have time," Xia Heping said, looking at Xiao Hui with reluctance. Their relationship had grown stronger over the past few days, especially after their shared hardships last night. He truly regarded Xiao Hui as his own nephew.