Nine out of ten gamblers lose; I've run into a jerk!

Chapter 102 The Long Road Home

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Shen Qing brandished her whip and left Tiger Head Mountain without stopping, cherishing life and staying away from the madman.

After a day's journey, Shen encountered some trouble. He was hungry, but there was no shop in the middle of nowhere, and he had run out of dry rations. Without the identity of the Xuan Kingdom's envoy, he couldn't even stay at a post station.

As I recall, there should be a village ahead. Let's go and exchange some food with the villagers and ask for lodging for the night.

After walking for another half hour, the village finally came into view, and the sun had completely set.

Shen Qing rode Little Red towards a house in the village where smoke was rising from the chimney, and knocked on the door.

The man who came out was a typical farmer. He looked at Shen Qing with some wariness and asked, "Who are you?"

Shen Qing bowed and said, "I am just passing through and would like to ask for lodging for the night. Please do me the favor."

As he spoke, Shen Qing took out a small piece of silver.

The man's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the silver, stepping aside to invite the man inside. "It's convenient, it's convenient. Just call me Da Shuan, young man."

"Cuckoo~"

Shen Qing felt a little embarrassed. After traveling all day, she was exhausted, hungry, and sleepy.

"Big brother, is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Soon, a bowl of unidentified porridge appeared in front of Shen Qing.

"There's not much at home, please don't mind, bro." Da Shuan rubbed his hands together, while three children beside him stared at the pudding and swallowed hard.

Shen Qing glanced at the gleaming soup in their bowls. This was indeed the highest level of treatment he was receiving. Normally, he would never have eaten it, but now he had no choice; he was truly hungry.

I picked up the bowl, closed my eyes, and drank it; the taste was truly indescribable.

There wasn't a drop of oil in the dish, not even a cornbread bun, and Shen Qing's throat was stinging from the wheat bran.

Along the way, he knew that the people were suffering, but the worst food he had to eat with the delegation was the dry rations he brought with him. This was the first time he had eaten the food of the working class since he had traveled through time.

Shen Qing almost burst into tears. It tasted awful, really awful!

After forcing himself to finish the job, Shen Che went into the room Da Shuan had prepared for him, and without caring about hygiene, he fell asleep immediately.

In a daze, the system was dancing in his mind.

"So noisy~" Shen Qing turned over and went back to sleep.

If you don't get up soon, you'll become a human steamed bun!

Shen Qing jolted awake, sat up abruptly, and shook her head to clear her head.

Listening intently, I could indeed hear the whooshing sound of sharpening knives and the conversation between Da Shuan and the others.

"Dad, this two-legged sheep looks so tender and juicy!" he said, slurping his saliva.

"It's a good thing he came to our house today, otherwise other people in the village would have benefited."

……

Shen Qing felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this; the whole village was full of wicked people!

Da Shuan, carrying a knife, crept closer to Shen Qing's door. After listening for a while, there was no sound; she must be fast asleep.

Thinking this, she gently pushed open the door, a cold glint flashed before her eyes, and she clutched her bleeding neck in disbelief, "Run...run..."

When Da Shuan fell, he died with his eyes wide open. Shen Qing looked at his dead body and thought of how he was still worried about his child before he died. She sighed, climbed out the window, got on Xiao Hong, and rode away.

A moment later, heart-wrenching cries came from behind.

It was truly a case of misfortunes never coming singly. As the literal meaning of rain is, Shen Qing was already walking at night when it started to rain, and it soon began to fall heavily.

The cold night rain soaked through her clothes, and Shen Qing shivered, feeling cold to the bone.

As dawn broke, they finally passed through a small town. Smelling the aroma wafting from the breakfast stalls, Shen Qing couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Boss, two pancakes, please."

"Okay~" The proprietress wrapped it up in a leaf, "Two copper coins."

Shen Qing reached into his pocket, only to find it empty. His expression changed instantly. Where was his money pouch?

Judging from the sight of the shopkeeper, who immediately realized that Shen Qing was penniless, he said, "Get out of here! What kind of beggar are you trying to make fun of me!"

Shen Qing sighed. He had been soaked in the rain all night, and mud kept splashing on him. When the sun came out, the water evaporated and condensed into clumps. His current look was indeed quite striking.

In these times, ordinary citizens really don't have the spare energy to do good deeds.

Shen Qing patted Xiao Hong, saying, "Poor thing, you've gotten so thin from hunger these past few days."

"Young man, this horse is nice, are you selling it?"

Suddenly someone stepped forward to speak to him. Shen Qing glanced at the person and realized that he didn't seem like someone who could afford to buy a horse, even if he could, he wouldn't sell it.

"Not for sale."

"What a pity~" The man stroked Little Red's mane, then naturally took the reins and was about to leave.

"What are you doing!" Shen Qing stopped the man.

"That's strange. Of course, you're taking my horse away."

"This is not my horse!"

"Hmph~" the man sneered, "Look at you, all disheveled, do you think you're someone who can own a horse?"

The commotion attracted a crowd of onlookers, who started pointing and whispering.

"Isn't this Yang San? Trying to extort a stranger again?"

"This guy is really unlucky."

Shen Qing immediately realized that she had encountered a rogue. The onlookers were discussing the matter, and although they all knew the truth, no one stood up to uphold justice.

Yang San, beaming with pride, was about to leave with the reins in hand when Shen Qing drew his knife from behind.

"Hey~ Who are you trying to scare with that knife~" Yang San tilted his head, "Come on, come on, if you've got the guts, try cutting here..."

"Ah—murder!"

The crowd immediately dispersed, and Shen Qing quickly mounted his horse and left the town before the soldiers arrived.

Normally, Shen Qing might argue with people, but he's extremely irritable right now!

After leaving the town, another hour passed. The sun was rising higher, and Shen Qing felt dizzy. She had to rely entirely on Xiao Hong to walk. She had been overworked lately, and even an iron man couldn't keep up.

"My lord, that person looks like Saburo!"

Shen Che, who was resting by the roadside, immediately stood up and looked over. A small red horse was carrying a wobbly boy slowly walking along.

Upon closer inspection, it really was Qingxi! How did she end up like this!

Shen Che strode forward and grabbed Xiao Hong's reins. Shen Qing felt her head buzzing. She struggled to see who it was and finally felt relieved enough to fall down.

"Qingxi!" Shen Che hurriedly caught her.

Inside the carriage, Shen Che looked at the unconscious Shen Qing with a solemn expression. He touched Shen Qing's forehead and found it burning hot, causing his brows to furrow even more.

"elder brother……"

"Qingxi, what did you say?" Shen Che leaned closer to listen for a while and realized that he was just talking nonsense.

At this moment, Shen Qing saw her older brother from her past life in her dream.

"Brother, I can't go back, I really can't go back."

Although Shen Qing kept saying that she didn't trust the system, she still held a sliver of hope in her heart. After the Lu Huanong incident, that hope was completely shattered, and the disappointment, sadness, and grievances in her heart finally erupted at this moment.

Seeing Shen Qing, who was delirious with fever, crying and calling for his brother, Shen Che's heart softened completely, and he decided to let it go about standing him up.