"Tell us who you are, why you're here, who sent you, and what your purpose is! If you utter even a single lie, we'll tear you to pieces!"
"Great Immortal, spare my life, I'll tell you!"
"My name is San Chongzi, and his name is Han Da Sha. We're here to steal things..." Jin San Chong dared not hide anything any longer and quickly began to speak fluently.
As Jin Sanzhong recounted his story, Song Liyun's brows gradually furrowed.
The two men, one named Jin Sanzhong and the other Han Ming, were refugees who had come to Suijin Town to pan for gold.
They survived the calamity five years ago and didn't want to go back to their hometown, so they stayed in Suijin Town to farm.
This time, I came to Baolinju to steal things; no one instructed me to do so.
They couldn't stand it because the Song siblings had plenty to eat and drink but didn't know how to donate grain or money to the town.
No one instructed them?
Song Liyun initially suspected that the two people were sent by Xue Zhuang with some ulterior motive.
But judging from their current state of being terrified, with snot and tears streaming down their faces, it's probably true.
But what does "can't stand it" mean?
I need to ask around again.
After asking a few more questions, seeing that Jin Sanchong couldn't say anything else, Song Liyun said, "This is my sanctuary. If you dare to come here again, you will die!"
If word gets out about what happened tonight, I, the immortal, will take your lives too! Get out!
Upon hearing this, Kim Sam-joong felt as if he had been given a new lease on life. He clutched his neck, got up, and scrambled out, ignoring his companions beside him.
Song Liyun's eyes immediately darkened.
Han Dashan (Han Ming) remained kneeling and refused to leave: "Great Immortal, I have a favor to ask."
Song Liyun raised an eyebrow: "What do you want to do?"
The big idiot banged his head on the ground: "This humble one wants to be a slave to the Great Immortal."
Song Liyun froze instantly: Is this person truly stupid or just incredibly audacious, wanting to be her slave? Doesn't she know this great immortal is going to eat people?
She thought for a moment, then put the tube back to her mouth, pinching her throat as she asked, "Aren't you afraid of being eaten?"
Da Sha looked up, his large face, already etched with the marks of time, showing surprise: "Great Immortal, I know you are a good immortal, and have never harmed any good people. It's the people from the town who come to offend you."
Furthermore, I know that the two people the Great Immortal killed were always robbing others, and they were the ones who brought knives first.
Song Liyun glanced at Hei Jin beside her. Hei Jin thought for a moment and nodded vigorously.
Seeing that there was no sound from the woods, Han Dashan quickly added, "If the Great Immortal wanted to kill someone, he could have skinned us alive and pulled out our tendons just now."
He and Jin Sanzhong had both fainted for a while. If the immortal had any intention of harming anyone, he would have died ten or eight times over and wouldn't have let Jin Sanzhong go.
Song Liyun paused for a moment before asking, "What benefits do you get from following me?"
Han Dashan scratched the back of his head: "I used to be a servant in Jincheng Prefecture. I accidentally broke a set of porcelain belonging to my master, and he wanted to sell me."
The little man was scared, so he ran here to dig for gold.
But gold is hard to find, so he could only work as a guard at the casino to make a living.
I never expected the Di barbarians to come and plunder. I was resting that day and only escaped when I heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the town.
A while ago, I was repairing the border wall at the garrison, but the work was stopped after only a few months.
Now I'm starving every day, and all I hope for is to serve the great immortal so I can have a full meal.
Song Liyun's eyebrows shot up when she heard this.
Should I say that Han Ming is having a run of bad luck or a string of good luck?
He seems to encounter every kind of bad luck imaginable, yet he's still alive today.
Song Liyun thought for a moment and said, "You can leave now! Come back at this time tomorrow night."
Han Ming agreed repeatedly, then kowtowed in the direction of the sound before leaving, turning back every few steps.
Behind the tree on the other side, Song Liyun silently watched the location of the hose outlet not far away.
Han Ming has excellent eyesight and hearing, and he's also very observant. Even in the dark, he can accurately identify the sound transmitted through the rubber tube.
This is a talented person; it would be good to keep him around to guard the house, so I don't have to patrol every night.
Should I accept it?
After all… Song Liyun fell into deep thought.
Baolin Residence was not peaceful that night, and Xue Junhu did not sleep well either.
Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), after completing his daily "baby-making" exercise, Xue Zhuang rolled over, embraced his wife's beautiful body, and calmed his breathing with satisfaction.
Xu Yan'er nestled in his arms, tugging at her undergarment and shaking him: "You're acting strange today!"
"Something's not right?" Xue Zhuang asked lazily.
"You...you didn't say you liked me today, and you didn't kiss me!"
Xue Zhuang closed his eyes and replied perfunctorily, "Of course I like my wife."
"Hmph, you're faster today than yesterday!"
When his wife told him to hurry, Xue Zhuang's good mood vanished instantly.
He pulled his arm away from Xu Yan'er's and started putting on his pants, saying impatiently, "Didn't you just say 'okay'? What's wrong with you now?"
Xu Yan'er pouted and cried, "Tell me, are you tired of me? Do you regret marrying me? Are you still thinking about that other person?"
Xue Zhuang grew increasingly impatient: "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Xu Yan'er suddenly sat up, her shapely figure accentuated by the oil lamp.
However, Xue Zhuang was in a state of enlightenment at this moment, so he only glanced at her briefly before closing his eyes to rest.
Seeing that he wouldn't even glance at her and wasn't as enthusiastic as before, Xu Yan'er burst into tears: "I knew it, you're still thinking about her. You even forgot to put on your clothes when you saw her off today. Don't think I can't tell, you were staring at her like that."
Xue Zhuang was speechless.
After Song Liyun left in the afternoon, Xu Yan'er kept asking why Song Liyun had invited her eldest brother to drink.
At first, Xue Zhuang tried to explain: both families were military households, and he bought acorns and tofu from the Song family for his own cooking and business, so it was only right to maintain a good relationship.
Xu Yan'er didn't believe it: since her family was paying for the goods, why would the Song family refuse to sell? Why bother trying to please them?
Xue Zhuang sighed.
He couldn't very well say that if things got better later, he could cut ties with Boss Mu and save a few coins.
He was too embarrassed to say that he would try to please others for just a few coins.
Given Xu Yan'er's simple mind, he couldn't possibly reveal his deeper intentions: that by getting drunk, he might be able to extract the secret of how to remove the bitterness from acorns from Song Zhenping, and then he could make a fortune.
If I say it myself, this woman will definitely tell Granny Cui immediately, and then it will no longer be mine alone.
When Xu Yan'er asked again why he had to see Song Liyun off when she left, Xue Zhuang was even more unable to explain.
He would never admit that Song Liyun could down a whole pot of wine in one go, which scared him so much that he dared not accept the challenge.
Seeing someone off is merely a sign of the weak's respect and admiration for the strong, and has nothing to do with romantic love.
Seeing that Xu Yan'er was still pestering him unreasonably, Xue Zhuang had no choice but to get up, take a quilt from the kang cabinet, wrap it around himself, close his eyes, and roll to the side to go to sleep.
As long as they wait until tomorrow morning, Xu Yan'er will naturally forget about it.
Xu Yan'er sat motionless, tears streaming down her face: Zhuang Ge was going to distance himself from her...
He doesn't love me anymore... He doesn't want me anymore...
He must have gotten together with Song Liyun...
They must have come to propose marriage at noon...
Oh my god! I want a divorce!
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