A dozen or so people surrounded Lan Jin and Shen Muqing, leaving them nowhere to escape.
Shen Muqing cursed inwardly, wondering why all the bad things had happened to her. Before she could react, Lan Jin stuffed something into her mouth. It was slightly bitter, but quickly dissolved in her mouth.
"silver."
A snake of moderate size flew out from Lan Jin's sleeve, its fangs bared, and bit the robber's neck. The robber screamed in pain and fell to the ground, dying shortly afterward.
"Boss, he... he's keeping a snake."
“What’s there to be afraid of in a little beast? Capture those two bastards alive.”
"good!"
Unbeknownst to Zhang Dapao, more and more poisonous substances gathered at his feet. Lan Jin took out a blue bottle from his pocket and threw it into the air, scattering colorless and odorless powder.
Gradually, the scent drifted into the robbers' nostrils, one, two, three, until only two people remained standing on the path.
"Brother, why have they gone silent?"
"They ran away in fright when they saw the silver."
Lan Jin's eyes were devoid of emotion. The snakes, insects, rats, and ants she summoned covered the bodies of these people, densely packed together. Those who had just been clamoring to rob were now lying on the ground, barely alive, watching helplessly as the beasts they had spoken of devoured them.
"Huh? Is silver that powerful?"
A snake scared the group of people away. These people are so timid, yet they still dare to rob others.
"yes."
Silver climbed back onto Lan Jin's arm, raised its snake head arrogantly, and rubbed against Shen Muqing's face.
Before she could even touch him twice, Lan Jin pinched her back and warned, "You're dirty, don't touch Qingqing."
"Hiss!"
Silver hissed twice, then turned to look at Lan Jin, its large snake eyes filled with grievance.
"I don't mind, brother. Come here, let me touch your silver. You're so amazing."
Shen Muqing's hand touched Lan Jin's arm, but there was no trace of silver.
"No, Yinzi is tired and needs to sleep."
Then, the silver, which he had been eagerly anticipating, was forcibly stuffed back into his sleeve by Lan Jin.
"Okay, I want to touch it again."
"Next time."
"Um."
Unseen by Shen Muqing, the ground was littered with corpses lying in disarray, just a few meters away from her clean embroidered shoes.
"Brother, let's hurry on our way."
"Okay, I'll carry you onto the horse."
Shen Muqing felt a little embarrassed. She felt like a useless person. No, that's right. She even needed someone to carry her onto the horse. How shameful!
"Thank you, brother."
She spoke softly, with a touch of girlish shyness.
Lan Jin immediately carried Shen Muqing onto the horse, then mounted herself and continued forward, looking ahead. They needed to speed up and reach the other town before sunset, otherwise they would have to camp out in the wilderness that night.
He could, but the person in his arms couldn't; he couldn't bear to part with her.
"Hold on tight, I'll ride faster later."
"Okay, brother."
Shen Muqing hugged him even tighter, burying her whole body in his chest. Now Shen Muqing knew what kind of fragrance Lan Jin was wearing—a faint lotus scent that became more and more intoxicating the more she smelled it.
"Brother, you smell so good. What kind of incense do you usually use?"
"Does it smell good without incense? I can't smell it."
"It smells very good."
As she spoke, she pressed her entire face against Lan Jin's chest, inhaling carefully to prove that it smelled good.
Lan Jin's heart was pounding. What should he do? He liked her even more now. He should take her home.
Under the faint fragrance, Shen Muqing quickly fell silent again, tilting her head and drifting off to sleep.
"Little pig." Lan Jin smiled, pulled Shen Muqing closer to her, and continued on her way.
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