When Qian Guangyi returned home, he was stunned to see 95 taels of silver.

"Master, wasn't it supposed to be 90 taels? Why are you asking for 95 taels from Xia?"

"Oh, how could I dare? I didn't even count the silver. She gave it to me herself. I guess it's a thank-you gift? Oh well, I'll keep it. I estimate that building this wall will cost a little more, so I'll use this silver to make up for it later."

Qian Guangyi's budget was actually calculated based on the lowest possible level.

Soon, the day to return to the village arrived. This time, Yan Xia didn't bring anyone with her, since the shop and restaurant couldn't function without someone.

Even Xiao Ji, who was always sticking to her, didn't come along.

Yan Xia planned to stay in the village for three or four days.

When she returned to the village, it was already morning. She didn't even go home; she went straight to Brother Qian's house.

As soon as you enter, it's bustling with activity; Brother Qian's house is full of people.

"Xia, you're finally back! We've been waiting for you for ages. Let's go, let's get started. Everyone grab your gear."

Qian Guangyi was chatting with someone in the courtyard when he suddenly saw Yan Xia. He quickly stood up, grabbed his tools, and called his brothers to set off.

As per Yan Xia's request, they planned to first dig a foundation around the foot of the mountain so that the wall wouldn't collapse with a single kick after it was built.

Even if a grizzly bear came, it couldn't break through.

Its main feature is its sturdiness.

Having planned her route, Yan Xia took her tools and headed into the deep mountains.

She had to check if there was any game in the hunting pit. The customers at the restaurant were clamoring for more roe deer, and they wouldn't stop talking about it whenever they saw her, which was driving her crazy. Even if there wasn't any in the pit, she planned to venture deeper into the mountains.

The mountain is already mine.

They need to take a stroll through their own "backyard" and, incidentally, check for any dangerous wild animals.

She has to be hunted down.

We walked briskly, and by the time we reached the middle of the deep mountains, half an hour had passed.

Based on the average person's physical condition, they would probably only have reached the outer edge of the mountain by now.

Yan Xia familiarly inspected the two hunting pits.

One was empty, the other had two rabbits.

It's still lively and energetic.

She lined the bottom of the pit with stones so the rabbit couldn't dig a hole.

After sending the two rabbits to the Western Paradise, she put them into her spatial dimension.

After cleaning up the two pits, they continued towards the depths of the mountain.

"ah--"

At that moment, a scream rang out from all around.

The echoes are loud in the deep mountains, and the surrounding area is full of cliffs and valleys.

It was impossible to tell which side the sound was coming from.

Yan Xia frowned and stopped in her tracks.

Carefully discern the direction.

"Don't come any closer—"

The sound rang out again, this time from the right front.

She put down her basket and shovel.

He grabbed a machete and charged forward.

How could there be people in the deep mountains? Could they have encountered danger while hunting?

Yan Xia thought to herself.

Although she appeared kind on the outside but was cold on the inside, she couldn't bear to watch someone die, and her footsteps quickened with each scream.

"Don't come any closer! Get out, you beast, get out!"

Yan Hecheng climbed up a thick tree, wrapped his arms around the trunk, hooked one foot on the trunk and kicked the big insect below with the other.

The tiger could climb trees, and the distance between the tiger and the human was less than half a meter.

Yan Hecheng's shoe was bitten off by a large insect, and the blood from his toes soaked the front of his sock. Fortunately, his foot was still intact, though it was probably just torn in a few places.

He moved out of the Yan family home after the divorce.

Because they were left penniless and had no food, they could only dig up some winter bamboo shoots on the low hills to eat. However, many people in the village were digging for winter bamboo shoots, and even if they were lucky, they could only dig up two or three shoots after two hours. But there was a kind of wild vegetable on the low hills that pigs liked very much. It only grew in winter, liked the cold, and was also called winter pig grass.

It tastes dry and bitter, and people can't eat it.

But with no food, this was the only way to survive.

With the coldest time of the year fast approaching, Yan Hecheng decided to venture into the mountains for a challenge.

He went into the mountains yesterday, but got lost and huddled in a cave, shivering. He didn't sleep all night until dawn. He wanted to continue looking for a way down the mountain in the light, but he encountered a tiger. Yan Hecheng was scared half to death. He quickly dropped his basket and climbed a tree, but he didn't expect that the tiger could also climb trees.

He could only scream loudly, trying to scare the tiger away.

However, Yan Hecheng overlooked the current season.

Winter is the time when all wild beasts and small animals store up food, so how could a big insect let go of the 'food' right in front of it?

The man and the tiger remained locked in a stalemate on the tree.

Just as the tiger was getting impatient and preparing to bite Yan Hecheng's foot and pull him down from the tree.

Yan Xia picked up a palm-sized rock and smashed it on the tiger's head.

It was incredibly strong. The worm fell from the tree with a thud, a bump bulging on its big head, still bleeding.

The worm tried to stand up, but its legs were unsteady and it trembled several times before it slowly got up.

It looked extremely angry, as if to say, "How dare a tiny human hurt it?"

"Awooo—"

A roar startled all the birds in the woods, and they all flew away.

There was no further movement within a ten-mile radius.

"Xia, run! Hurry!!"

"You beast, don't hurt my daughter!!"

The moment Yan Hecheng saw Yan Xia, his pupils dilated.

He screamed hysterically at the worm.

The body also declines as a result.

He wanted to lure the big insect over to bite him.

Before he could even climb down the tree, Yan Xia ran towards the worm and smashed its skull with a punch.

Two sounds were heard in quick succession: "Bang!" and "Crack!"

The tiger fell to the ground.

A grave was erected on the spot.

His eyes weren't even closed; he died with his eyes wide open, clearly unable to rest in peace.

Yan Xia calmly dragged the dead worm back to where she had just come from, without giving Yan Hecheng a single glance.

"Forehead--"

Yan Hecheng was dumbfounded.

Did his daughter just beat the worm to death?

Just one punch?

this......

Could it be that Xiao Xia was born with superhuman strength, yet he never noticed it?

Yan Hecheng was filled with annoyance and regret; he had failed miserably as a father.

They hadn't noticed anything unusual about their daughter all these years.

Just as he stood there stunned, Yan Xia, who was walking ahead, called out to him.

"Are you coming down the mountain or not? If not, I'm leaving."

Yan Xia was getting a little impatient.

The original owner's father was someone she couldn't bring herself to hate, but she didn't want to get too close to him either, since he was the murderer who indirectly caused the original owner's death.

Fine, consider it repayment for his biased testimony in court that day.

Yan Xia returned to her original spot, took out the machete from her basket, and sharpened it on a sharp stone to make it even sharper.

Then they started skinning the worm.

By the time Yan Hecheng arrived, Yan Xia had already completely peeled off the tiger's skin.

The technique was very skillful.

It is extremely fast.

She didn't want the worm's flesh.

Not only does it not taste good, it's also difficult to cook until tender, making it unsuitable for hot pot.

When she was a child, a tiger caused trouble in her village and killed several children who went up the mountain to pick wild fruit. All the men in the village took hunting rifles and machetes to hunt down the tiger, and it took them a month to kill it.

The tiger meat was distributed to every household in the village, and her family naturally received some as well.

Grandma made her a meat soup, which simmered all morning, but the tiger meat was still tough and had a bitter taste, not fragrant at all.

It tastes awful.