273. Murder, arson, and robbery
Zhang San jumped in surprise, turned around, and was about to kick the little dumpling: "What are you yelling about, you bitch?!"
Fortunately, the little girl was quick-witted. She shouted and backed away, which narrowly saved Zhang San from brushing past her skin with his toes.
"You little bastard! There's still water in there! You don't think that woman can run out naked to save you, do you?! By the time she gets dressed, I'll have killed you!" Zhang San raised his sickle and was about to charge.
But before he could take his first step, the door panel was kicked away.
With a loud bang, Zhang San turned around and saw Xie Wenling, dressed in full uniform, carrying a sword, and exuding a murderous aura, standing in front of him.
He didn't seem to realize that the sound of water was Xie Wenling washing his armor.
Xie Wenling didn't say a word, but drew his longsword and swung it directly.
This longsword can cut through iron like mud.
Zhang San slowly turned his head, staring blankly as his severed arm, which had been holding a sickle, separated from him and fell to the ground, whereupon blood gushed out like a fountain.
The excruciating pain belatedly took over his mind, and he opened his mouth to scream.
"Shut up!" Xie Wenling kicked him right in the half-open mouth.
The specially made boots were covered in exceptionally tough leather, and with one kick, Zhang San was sent flying more than two meters away.
He was so dizzy from the fall that he saw stars.
But the pain prevented him from fainting.
Zhang San trembled as he wiped his face with his only hand, only to find it covered in blood.
He gagged a few times and spat out a bunch of teeth.
"Ah...ah..." The lower half of his face was fractured by the kick, and the excruciating pain shot through his brain, but he couldn't scream out loud.
Xie Wenling strode forward and pulled him up, but Zhang San was already limp and half-dead, barely clinging to life.
Xie Wenling glanced at him, her gaze landing on his round belly, and suddenly realized something: "You have food at home, right?"
Without needing his reply, Xie Wenling turned to the little dumpling and said, "Princess, I'm going to find something to eat. I'll be right back. You go into the room and wait for me, okay?"
The little dumpling nodded obediently.
It was too dark, and Xie Wenling was blocking Zhang San's view, so the little dumpling could hardly see anything.
She obediently went into the room, waiting for Brother Xie to return with some delicious food.
Outside, Xie Wenling cut off two more fingers from Zhang San's remaining hand before slowly pressing him for answers: "Where do you live?"
Zhang San was in excruciating pain again. He had no thoughts left but to be free. He reached out and pointed in a direction with trembling hands.
Xie Wenling took him out.
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The little dumpling went into the room and waited and waited, but it remained quiet outside.
She was a little worried, so she laboriously climbed onto the cabinet under the windowsill, pushed the window open a little, and looked out.
She saw a bright corner of the village.
Why is it so bright?
Because the fire shot into the sky, that corner was as bright as day.
Soon, footsteps sounded outside the house, and she saw Brother Xie.
He returned, carrying a lot of things.
"Thank you, brother!" The little dumpling quickly climbed down from the cabinet and ran out.
As soon as she ran out of the room, she smelled the aroma of fish and meat.
It smells so good...
Her stomach started growling uncontrollably.
Xie Wenling: "Princess, I brought back some food."
He brought the little dumpling into the house. Since there was no table, he thoughtfully brought back a clean cloth, spread it on the floor, and put everything on the cloth.
There was a large piece of cured meat, a whole pickled fish, and when he opened the bundle he was carrying, a dozen or so steaming white steamed buns were revealed.
For them, who were used to eating delicacies, this was nothing special.
But now, these are very good dry rations.
"Wow! Meat! Fish!" The little dumpling clapped its hands, its eyes filled with admiration as it looked at Xie Wenling. "Brother Xie is so amazing!"
"You flatter me, Your Highness. Please make do with this for now." Xie Wenling picked up a cornbread and gave it to the little dumpling.
The pickled fish and cured meat are served in whole pieces, making them inconvenient to hold and eat.
Seeing the little dumpling biting into a cornbread and staring longingly at them, Xie Wenling took out his sword and swiftly cut the cured meat and salted fish into small pieces.
The little dumpling took a piece of cured meat and ate it. The meat was a bit tough, so she held it in her mouth and slowly ground it with her teeth, unable to help but show a happy smile. She mumbled, "Meat...yum! Thank you, brother, for being so awesome..."
Xie Wenling felt a pang of sadness and patted her head, saying, "When I take you home, we'll have plenty of delicious food to eat."
The little dumpling took a big bite of the cornbread and chewed it, its cheeks bulging out, looking very satisfied: "Moon is so happy!"
Xie Wenling couldn't help but lean closer and hug her: "We'll set off tomorrow and go home as soon as possible. By the way, Princess, do you know which family in the village has a sled?"
The little dumpling chewed and chewed, turning its little head hard: "Hmm... Pure long? Every family already has a sled..."
"The village chief has a sled?" Xie Wenling gripped his sword tighter, but then he remembered something. "Princess, I remember you said the village chief was alright?"
The little dumpling swallowed the food in its mouth: "Village chief, I want to help Yue'er... but... I can't..."
“Oh,” Xie Wenling understood, “He said he was helping you, but he didn’t actually do it. But at least he didn’t harm you.”
The little dumpling didn't quite understand and looked at him blankly.
Xie Wenling stuffed another piece of meat into her mouth, and the little dumpling started chewing hard again, struggling with the meat.
"They don't sound like bad people, so that makes things difficult," Xie Wenling said.
It's a pity, the county princess is also there, so we can't just rob her directly.
We must not set a bad example for the county magistrate.
Fortunately, before he burned Zhang San down along with his house, he not only looted the food but also took some of his property.
Although he didn't bring any money, he did have some accessories, which was enough to buy a sled.
What?
What if the village chief refuses to sell?
That's not possible.
He'd better not refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit.
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The next day.
After Xie Wenling washed and dried her nail polish yesterday, it looks brand new again today.
After the two finished washing and dressing, Xie Wenling, dressed in light armor and holding a sword, went around the village and knocked on the village chief's door.
As the only person in the village who was reported yesterday afternoon but dared not do anything about it, and who happened to witness Xie Wenling's murder and arson while on patrol last night, knowing all his evil deeds...
The village chief was really scared.
He shakily opened the door a crack.
Xie Wenling squeezed in, carrying the little dumpling.
He strolled around as if he were in his own yard, and sure enough, he found a sled: "There it is, a bit small, but it'll do..."
He had prepared the money to buy the sled last night. At this moment, he put the money he had prepared on the table and said to the trembling village chief, "Here is the money. I'm buying this sled."
The village chief was somewhat shocked.
What shocked him was that he hadn't expected Xie Wenling to actually pay money instead of just killing, arson, and robbing.
It was more civilized than he had imagined.
However, Xie Wenling didn't say much to him. He left the money, took the sled and the dog, and left.
Hmm... they've left, but not completely.
The two circled back to the village and encountered a familiar little squirrel on the way. The friendly squirrel gave the little dumpling some nuts, and the little dumpling returned the favor with a steamed bun.
Xie Wenling watched all this silently, found a safe place, and left the little dumpling, the sled, and the supplies there for the time being.
"Princess," Xie Wenling instructed, "I'll be right back. Don't be afraid. Wait for me here, okay?"
"Okay." The little dumpling obediently nodded while holding the things.
"Okay, I'll go take care of some things and come right back with some delicious food."
The little dumpling watched as Brother Xie walked away.
She kept eating nuts, obediently staying in place.
The nuts are too tough to chew...
She had no choice but to play with it.
Soon, the little dumpling heard screams and screams coming from the village.
Then came the same bright flames as the night before.
The firelight was much brighter than last night, so it was just as bright even during the day.
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