vrcanaries Chapter 516 An Encounter with Mountain Bandits
Chapter 516 An Encounter with Mountain Bandits
Meanwhile, within Changhua County.
It was midday, and the sun was blazing down, making the dirt road scorching hot.
On a sweltering day, the streets were deserted; in the distance, only a donkey cart was moving and an old man was walking.
On the cart, a thin little boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, was driving the donkey cart. He was wearing a thin summer linen shirt, his hair was tied up, but his forehead and neck were already soaked with sweat, with a few strands of hair sticking to his head.
She was so hot that she had already taken off her padded jacket and thrown it in the cart. Now, with her sleeves half rolled up, revealing a section of her tanned forearm, she was idly waving a thin willow branch, urging the dusty little donkey in front of her.
The wheels creaked and groaned as they rolled over the scorching hot yellow earth.
Wu Yunzhi, on the other hand, walked leisurely under the shade of a tree next to the donkey cart.
It's not much slower than a donkey cart.
He was holding a smooth stick in his hand, or rather, swaying it leisurely.
Seeing Er'er's unbearable heat, he smiled but didn't say anything, looking like he was enjoying the show.
As they were walking, suddenly, with a muffled thud, the donkey cart lurched violently.
The wheel hit a rock that was half-buried in the dirt road.
This jolt could be quite something.
There were many items inside the car, and they were not stacked very securely to begin with.
With a muffled thud, a thick, bundled cotton quilt, neatly tied up, fell out of the crooked car and landed directly in the loose soil by the roadside, instantly raising a small cloud of dust.
"Oh dear!"
……
"Whoosh...whoosh..."
Er'er stopped the donkey, hurriedly jumped off the cart, and ran back to retrieve it.
Seeing this scene, Wu Yunzhi strolled over slowly, gently tapped the cotton quilt that had rolled around on the dirt road with the end of a stick, then looked up at the bright white sky and joked with a smile:
“I told you long ago that there’s absolutely no need to buy all this stuff, but you wouldn’t listen. Look at this winter in Lingnan, what use is this? It’s not the same as the weather in our Ping’an Town, where it gets so cold that your ears can freeze off.”
Er'er patted the quilt, and her face was covered in sweat and ash, making her cough several times.
His ears were burning from his master's words, but he still wouldn't back down, muttering, "I grew up on Wanghai Island and rarely even went to Ping'an Town, let alone the outside world. Who would have thought... the winter here is as hot as June?"
She spoke weakly, then stuffed the cleaned quilt back into the car.
As she moved, the silver bracelet on her wrist jingled. It was a gift from her older sister; each of the children in the family had one for good luck and protection.
The sun was blazing, shining directly down, landing squarely on her bracelet.
Just as I was about to jump into the car, the cooking pot was squeezed out of the window again.
The child looked at the pot that had rolled all over the ground and finally laughed in anger.
Not far away, behind the bushes on the hillside.
Two men staggered down, fanning themselves with their clothes as they walked.
His face was covered in sweat, like he'd smeared lard on it.
This awful weather is so bad, even robbing someone is too much of a chore.
The one walking in front with his shirt open noticed a flash of white light in his eyes, which stung and made his eyes sting.
"hiss!"
He gasped, instinctively bending over and shrinking his neck, while still grabbing his companion behind him.
The two staggered and hid behind a tree.
"Is there an ambush?"
Seeing this, his companion unconsciously reached for the wood-chopping knife at his waist, his eyes darting around.
The two of them held their breath and listened intently for a long time.
Apart from the rustling of the wind through the dry grass and the distant creaking and dragging sounds, there was no other noise.
After a while, the one with his shirt open cautiously peeked out from behind the tree with half an eye and carefully peered toward the source of the light.
Where were the hidden swords and shadows?
In the middle of the dirt road, there was only a dusty, dilapidated donkey cart. A skinny boy, as thin as a monkey, was driving the cart, with a withered old man beside him holding a stick that looked like it wouldn't stand a chance.
This time I could finally see it clearly: the kid rushing around was wearing a bracelet on his wrist, and when he raised his hand to wipe his sweat, it would emit a dazzling light when the sun shone on it.
The two exchanged a glance and both saw greed in each other's eyes.
The one with his shirt open suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.
He nudged his companion's hand and gestured towards the donkey cart.
"Pah, you scared the hell out of me! I thought you were government officials, but it's just a kid... and a stinky old man too..."
He squinted and examined it carefully again, but couldn't see anything special about it.
"There should be something in the car, why don't we go take a look?" his companion suggested.
The one with his open arms nodded, "Look, we can't let all that sweat go to waste."
As he spoke, he picked up a stick from the ground and weighed it in his hand.
The two of them were terrified by that white light and were determined to get their revenge.