"Let's close the team." Outside on the mountain trail, Luo Qi waved his hand tiredly.
The ice and snow roared in the mountains, which was much colder than in the stockade. After all, the stockade still had many places to shelter from the wind and cold. When I went out to work, the frost and cold were really biting.
Luo Qi became a small leader and led a team to lurk on the mountainside roads, trying to rob passing merchants. However, how many merchants could there be in this freezing cold weather? Not even a ghost was seen at the end of the day. The drifting snow had already covered his hair and shoulders, and his thin body was like an eggplant covered with frost.
When he left the Luo family, he didn't have time to pack his clothes. He only had a thin coat on his body and spent a day squatting in the wind, snow and ice. Even though he had achieved a little bit of practice, it was still difficult to endure.
On the contrary, his subordinates were all wearing thick clothes and looked better than him. Luo Qi had not yet established his authority when he first arrived, so he was too embarrassed to steal clothes from his subordinates, so he gritted his teeth and held on for a long time.
A subordinate next to him said: "Luo Tou, there is no way to control the mountain road. It seems that we still have to go to the city..."
Luo Qi shook his head and said: "Let's wait and see for two days. I don't know if the superiors intend to preach in the city. When the time comes, believers will make contributions. We can't do anything on our own."
Preaching donations and bandit robbery are two typical sources of income for the devil's religion. Once developed, it is possible to purchase an industrial operation. But in this new branch, everything has just begun, and there is nothing. So far, the food everyone eats has been purchased from the mountains, which is the start-up capital.
The subordinate said: "But we have been hungry all day! We will be scolded when we go back to the village, and we will probably not be given food at all. If this continues, we will starve to death!"
Luo Qi said: "We will go to the city privately another day, and I will treat the brothers to dinner."
The subordinates showed fawning smiles. It seemed that the newly promoted leader was quite good at being a good person, which made everyone less worried.
Luo Qi dismissed his subordinates and slowly walked back to the mountain stronghold in the sunset, dragging his tired body.
When passing by the underground altar, Luo Qi subconsciously glanced at the secret door that was so obscured that no one could recognize it, and sneered slightly.
He knows what it is.
Zhao Changhe thought that he came here because of helpless threats. Only he knew that he was not guarding prisoners on the way here, and he was not too weak to walk. He could obviously leave halfway, so why did he have to follow and suffer?
Because he always understood what this place was, what the Blood God Sect did, and...why they wanted to destroy the Luo family.
He decided to come on his own after careful consideration.
He walked into the village as if nothing had happened, and went to the Deacon Hall to report today's robbery mission. He was scolded for not finding anything, and as expected, he didn't even get a bite to eat. Luo Qi smiled and backed away, slowly returning to the living area.
I saw my wooden house from afar. Zhao Changhe was at the door, reading a book under the afterglow of the setting sun.
It's really a bit like being able to cut through a wall to steal the light.
In that posture, he was crouching in a horse stance, holding a book in his left hand and a single sword in his right hand, gesticulating the posture of holding the sword to chop, over and over again.
There is a wooden stake in front of him. It seems that he is trying hard to chop each knife in the same position. Currently, the chop is messy, and the wooden stake is full of knife marks.
Luo Qi dared to say that he had never seen anyone working so hard...well, although he didn't meet many people.
Zhao Changhe turned around and saw him coming back, with a look of surprise on his face: "Back?"
This natural surprise made Luo Qi feel weird: "What are you excited about?"
"Hmm... I'm afraid you might be in danger here." Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "It seems like everything is fine? Just fine. Have you eaten?"
Luo Qi's eyes looked even weirder, and after a while he said: "Eat."
In fact, Luo Qi had not eaten anything today except for the morning steamed buns. As soon as he said these harsh words, his stomach rumbled with accompaniment.
Luo Qi blushed instantly and glared at Zhao Changhe.
How could Zhao Changhe argue with the dead arrogant? He turned around and went into the house: "I was just worried that you wouldn't be able to 'eat' in the cold and snow, so I left some food for you... You came back just in time, and the food is still warm."
Luo Qi followed behind as if sleepwalking, looking at the still warm leftovers on the table, feeling confused.
Seeing him standing aside in a daze, Zhao Changhe said with a straight face: "Don't you think I've eaten it? Just order it, my senior brother."
Luo Qi didn't say anything. She sat silently at the table and lowered her head to read the meal.
There was actually a piece of meat in the rice.
"You... need meat more at this time." He said with some difficulty.
Zhao Changhe waved his hands indifferently: "I had three portions for lunch. That's enough. I'm not hungry."
Luo Qi stopped talking. There is no reason why you can skip eating at night after eating at noon...
Zhao Changhe sat aside to eat with him and asked: "In this winter, how can there be any passing merchants? How can we do this kind of task?"
"Occasionally, there are, but if there really aren't..." Luo Qi paused and didn't say anything. Instead, he turned to look at Zhao Changhe in a strange way: "Perhaps there will be a lot of things about Zhao Cuo happening in our hands this winter. Can you please tell me a little bit?" You didn't even take it seriously? Then wasn't your anger at that time ironic?"
Zhao Changhe looked at the sunset outside with some trance, and whispered: "Before you came back, I was struggling with this. I thought about it for a long time, and I happened to have something to discuss with you."
Luo Qiqi said: "What?"
"Before, we had no choice, we could only walk around. Now we actually have a certain degree of autonomy." Zhao Changhe lowered his voice again: "For example, can we choose a partner? Just like choosing the Luo family, it will cause disaster. It seems that you can also claim to be doing justice to the gods by robbing the rich and giving to the poor? I suspect that the source of income of many heroes is this..."
Luo Qi's expression became very exciting. He looked at Zhao Changhe for a long time as if he were looking strange, and then he laughed and said: "I thought you were a hero, but you are so naive."
"Are you naive? Maybe." Zhao Changhe whispered: "There are just some things that I really don't want to lose."
Luo Qi did not ridicule him. He lowered his head and poked the rice grains in the bowl: "How can you be on your own in a devil's cave? You know it in your heart and you can't do it."
Zhao Changhe said: "If you can't do it now, then become stronger. Today I can see that the Demon Sect values strength above all else. If you are awesome, others will respect you. No one will fart too much. Just like you He is the leader. At least you can decide how many points the team will have. What if you become the helmsman one day? Then you don’t have the final say here."
Zhao Changhe still had nothing to say.
As long as you have enough ability to deal with the pursuit in the future, it's a big deal and you can run away. It's just a broken village. If you really want to escape, you can't just escape casually.
A stranger in a foreign land, who cares? They are all born gangsters, so it’s no big deal if one of them is born a traitor.
"Ha..." Luo Qi didn't know whether he heard the implication of his words, but instead sighed lowly: "I hope you can keep your conscience and your innocence. Just like the rice now... Thank you you."
Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "This tone is not easy, we are friends now."
Luo Qi said "Yeah" and said softly: "It's been a long time ago."
In fact, they were more than just friends. They were dependent on each other, but Luo Qi never thought that this word would appear between him and anyone.
"Then can we lie down together tonight?" Zhao Changhe knocked on the table: "Have you had enough? How long are you going to have to sleep alone on the bed and lie down at the table? Anyway, no matter what you say, I’m going to sleep in bed tonight, I’m so damn cold.”
"..." Luo Qi said numbly: "You can just sleep on the bed. Maybe if I die outside one day, you won't have to worry about such things."
Zhao Changhe said angrily: "I wonder if you are really a woman, why are you so pretentious? The idea of a woman disguising herself as a man is so popular in novels these days that readers don't even like it."
Luo Qi pointed to her Adam's apple angrily: "My surname is Zhao, are you going crazy because you think of women in everything you see?"
"On the contrary! Where can I be in the mood to be tired of women now!" Zhao Changhe said angrily: "I don't want you to be a woman at all. It's so convenient to be a man, but it's troublesome to be a woman, okay! You can't be a man. point!"
Luo Qi's eyes widened, and after a while he laughed and said: "What... the words of a hero in the world."
"It means that I am a straight man, right? Oh, I forgot that you don't understand this word." Zhao Changhe said bluntly: "What's wrong with me being a straight man? Now let's put it down, you are a man, let's start together today Sleep, if you are a bitch, I will go to Sun Jianxi tomorrow morning to sell my ass and beg him to change my house! I just want to sleep and send it, there are so many things to do!"
Luo Qi poked and poked in the rice bowl with his chopsticks. The meat that he had been reluctant to eat was almost broken by him. He muttered inaudibly: "What a gangster, so vulgar."
Zhao Changhe didn't hear clearly: "What?"
"It's nothing." Luo Qi raised his neck: "Let's sleep together, I'm afraid you won't make it!"
