Within a radius of ten miles, the deserted village where Xia Shang was located was the only village.
The surrounding area had already been searched by Japanese pirates, and there was nothing of value left.
So no one will come here again.
After Jizi became familiar with the surrounding environment, Xia Shang felt relieved leaving her alone here.
After searching all morning, Xia Shang left alone.
In the evening he returned and brought back some fresh beef and mutton and fine rice.
In the evening, Jizi and Xia Shang had a good meal and talked and laughed together very relaxedly.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and neither mentioned what happened during the day.
The next day, Xia and Shang left as usual. In the evening, they not only brought back food, but also brought back a group of dark horses.
On the third day, Xia Shang rode out on horseback. When he came back in the evening, he gained more. In addition to food, he also brought back a high-quality Japanese samurai sword and an exquisite bamboo dagger.
In the next few days, Xia Shang kept repeating the life of the previous few days.
Go out in the morning and come back in the evening.
Every time I come back to Xia Shang, I can bring back a lot of useful things.
Gradually, the small house where Xia Shang and Ji Zi stayed temporarily could no longer hold food.
It is estimated that there are more than thirty kilograms of fine rice alone, as well as wine, meat, and even some gold and silver jewelry.
Who would have thought that there would be so many good things hidden in a house in a small deserted village?
The food in front of them is enough for the two people inside to live without worries for several months.
Even though supplies were sufficient, Xia Shang still had no intention of stopping.
Jizi said he didn't care about the lives of the Japanese people, but when he saw Xia Shang going out every day and coming back every night with murderous intent, he felt a little worried.
But she didn't say anything. She also knew that everything here was found by Xia Shang from the dead Japanese people, but she didn't know how to dissuade them.
Furthermore, he felt that the murderous aura in Xia Shang's body was getting stronger day by day, and Ji Zi began to feel uneasy.
Excessive murderous intent is just a feeling. Jizi doesn't know the existence of murderous intent. She just feels that Xia Shang's eyes are becoming colder day by day, and the two of them talk less and less together.
I used to feel safe staying with Xia Shang, but now I feel a little bit scared when I stay with Xia Shang.
I don't know if it is
On the morning of the next few days, Xia Shang was preparing to leave as usual. Jizi finally couldn't help but stop him and said: "Let's have a rest today."
Xia Shang's somewhat indifferent eyes paused for a moment, and then he glanced at Ji Zi lightly: "Rest?"
"Yes, there is enough food here, we can't finish it."
"Do you think I'm playing house with you?"
After saying that, Xia Shang mounted his horse and galloped away without looking back.
Looking at Xia Shang Yiqi Juechen's back, Ji Zi bit her lip lightly, tears shining in her eyes.
Yoshiko didn't understand why she was unhappy. She didn't know whether it was because she had harmed her compatriots, or because she was watching a man who had made her stable gradually become a stranger...
In short, none of this was what Yoshiko wanted. She felt very lonely and scared, but she did not dare to tell anyone about her inner fear.
With confusion, Yoshiko began a day of waiting.
Although she is now very afraid of Xia Shang, she needs this man more and more.
I thought the cabin was so quiet, so quiet that there wasn't even a mouse. I couldn't see the man coming back with a murderous look on horseback, and I always felt inexplicably timid.
Xia and Shang Dynasties predicted when the Japanese pirates were flooded that the next heavy rain in Xuzhou would happen in January.
Tonight seems to be the day predicted by Xia Shang.
The dusk has faded, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and the manic cold wind seems to remind everyone in Xuzhou that it is winter now.
The windows of the hut were already dilapidated. The strong wind blew through, and the last window panel was swept into the wind like a withered leaf. The cold wind filled the house, and the food in the corner was blown away. The only bonfire was also swaying in the strong wind.
It's uncertain, I don't know when it will go out.
Jizi's whole body was cold, but she had no time to care. She looked eagerly at the unclearly discernible village path outside the house.
She waited for a long time, but she still didn't see the man on horseback.
Yoshiko remembered clearly that the man on horseback would come back before dusk.
More than ten days have passed, and it’s been like this every day. There’s no way he won’t come back!
Yoshiko was a little anxious, but there was nothing she could do. Forget about looking for someone, she would freeze to death even if she stayed in the cold wind for a while.
The dots of fire in the house are her only life-saving straw now.
Jizi gritted his teeth, making a crunching sound from the cold.
Every part of my body no longer trembles.
She did not wait for the rider, but instead waited for a heavy rain.
Big raindrops fell continuously as if they were connected in a string. In just a few minutes, the road in the small village turned into a muddy quagmire.
The fire in the house was getting smaller and smaller, so Yoshiko quickly moved all the things that could block the wind and carefully protected the fire in the middle.
After doing all this, he stood at the door again, still maintaining his previous actions, although nothing could be seen outside at this time.
Jizi folded her hands on her chest and prayed softly: "You must come back, and nothing will happen to you."
"fire!"
The expectant voice suddenly appeared in front of her, making Yoshiko jump.
Before Jizi could react, Xia Shang pushed her away, rushed into the house and pulled out a still burning stick from the fire.
Xia Shang turned around, gave the fire stick to Ji Zi, then sat on the ground and unbuttoned his shirt.
All this happened so fast that Yoshiko didn't have time to react. He was stunned for two seconds with the fire stick before he came back to his senses.
By the light of the fire, Ji Zi saw that Xia Shang was covered in water and panting heavily. He had already pulled off his shirt and was facing away from Ji Zi with his bare upper body.
On Xia Shang's back, a bloody mouth that was deep enough to show the bone suddenly appeared in Ji Zi's eyes.
The wound was very long, from Xia Shang's shoulder to his waist. It looked shocking and was still bleeding.
Jizi was so frightened that her legs became weak and she almost fell to the ground: "You...you are..."
"How can I keep my shoes from getting wet when I often walk by the river? I accidentally got plotted!" Although Xia Shang's voice was urgent, it was still very powerful.
"I...I...I am..."
"Don't be stupid, just use fire to stop the bleeding first!"
"No!" Yoshiko gritted his teeth, threw the fire stick aside, and then went to look for his small medicine box.
Fortunately, Jizi had her medicine box with her. She skillfully took out the needle, thread and medicine powder. When she got behind Xia Shang, she first sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound, and then looked at Xia Shang secretly.
But I found that this person didn't move at all, and I couldn't help but feel alarmed.
"You...you don't feel any pain at all? If you can't feel pain, it means there is something wrong with your body."
"It hurts! But is it necessary to show it? I don't care what method you use, please don't bother."