There was a big yellow dog lying on the ground beside the courtyard door. Hearing the footsteps, he opened his eyes and looked over, barking lowly.
It looked extremely old, its fur was messy and dull, and it was bald in some places. Although he was awake at the moment, he had no intention of getting up, and his eyelids couldn't stop drooping downwards.
Qi Jingzhi stepped over the old yellow dog, opened the door and said, "I won't go into the mountains today. You should take good care of the house and don't let irrelevant people and wild beasts disturb my recuperation."
Regardless of whether it could understand or not, the young man went out on his own, closed the courtyard door with his backhand, walked down the hill as if the wind was blowing under his feet, and walked quickly towards the mountain pass to the east of the village.
On the way, he met several villagers who had gotten up early to work. He greeted them all with a smile and exchanged a few casual greetings without stopping at all.
The mountain pass to the east of the village is sandwiched between two mountain walls, like a portal, and is the only way from Shanqian Village to the county seat. It's just that the village has too few people and the mountain roads are difficult to navigate, so few people come in and out from here on weekdays.
There is an old tree at the mountain pass that has grown for unknown years. Its huge crown is bathed in the glow, casting a large shadow.
Qi Jingzhi walked into the shade of the tree, leaned against the rough tree trunk, and squinted his eyes to look in the direction of the county town.
The sunlight leaking from above his head was a bit dazzling, and he could only vaguely see the continuous black outline on the horizon.
After waiting patiently for more than an hour, a figure riding a donkey finally appeared in his field of vision.
The boy's breathing suddenly became heavy, his eyes were fixed on the other person, and his right hand subconsciously touched the sleeve of the left child.
As the figure gradually approached, Qi Jingzhi finally saw the appearance of the person coming.
This man was less than thirty years old, with a pair of thick eyebrows, protruding brow bones, sunken eye sockets, and a sinister and ferocious look in his eyes.
"It's him! The county official, Chen Er!"
When Qi Jingzhi mentioned the tiger problem in Nangang to the old man Qi, he only said lightly that he heard it from someone when he entered the city. In fact, it was Chen Er who said it.
Yesterday, the other party stopped him in the street. There were many threatening words in his words, and he meant that he would assign the task of hunting tigers to the Qi family's grandson without any benefit.
In the county government office, the top officials like Chen Er are the patrol officers, and the ones above them are the officials and officials.
Although Qi Jingzhi did not fully believe Chen Er's threat, he definitely did not dare to take it lightly.
After confirming the identity of the visitor, the young man's heart suddenly calmed down.
He looked around and saw that there was no third person nearby, then he raised a smile and took the initiative to greet him, saying hello from a distance: "Mr. Chen, you are here!"
Chen Er, who was on the donkey's back, naturally saw Qi Jingzhi. His thick eyebrows immediately furrowed and he asked impatiently: "What kind of good thing does it have to be visited by Mr. Chen and me myself so early in the morning?"
Qi Jingzhi smiled brightly, trotted up to Chen Er, held the thin donkey's neck and whispered: "The things that people in the mountains can get are naturally the things buried in the soil, which come out when there are heavy rains and flash floods." Yeah, it’s so valuable!”
Chen Er became more energetic after hearing this, raised his leg and kicked Qi Jingzhi in the chest, kicking the boy until he sat down on the ground.
There was a greedy and ferocious light in his eyes, and he cursed in his mouth: "You talk nonsense, you kid, why don't you lead the way!"
Qi Jingzhi climbed up in a hurry, not caring to brush off the dust on his body. He stretched out his hand to grab the thin donkey's bit and walked towards the hillside beside the road.
When Chen Er saw this, he couldn't help being stunned. He immediately kicked the young man on the waist and said harshly: "Are you kidding me to entertain me? Why didn't you enter the village and instead ran to the mountain?"
Qi Jingzhi staggered forward a few steps before he stabilized his figure. The smile on his face became even brighter. He turned around and explained: "Master Chen, they all say that wealth should not be revealed. If you have some good things, let alone send them to the county, just take them." Even when I go back to the village, it’s too dazzling. I built a wooden house in the mountains, and no one else knows about it except my grandpa.”
Chen Er was then satisfied and said leisurely: "That old guy in your family managed to win over Master Dian Shi with just a few words, and even begged for the reward of a twenty-ridged staff, yet he pretended to be half-dead and had people carry him out of the county government office. I escaped from the tiger hunting mission. I didn’t expect that this little bastard like you is just as cunning as any other. It’s true that like a father, like a grandson!”
After saying that, he smiled complacently, shook his head and said: "What a pity. Even if your grandson is as cunning as a ghost, you still have to drink the footwashing water of our master Chen! The ugly words are ahead. If you can't satisfy me today, huh , but it’s more than just peeling off the skin!”
Hearing these words, the young man who was leading the way paused in his steps. His smile was a little bitter, and his tone was a little more careful: "Mr. Chen's eyes are so bright, how can we be so good at seeing this? It's just my little door. There are only so many good things for a small household, and it is enough to honor you, but where are the masters like Dutou and Dianshi..."
"Hey! You are also thinking too blindly!"
When Chen Er heard this, he couldn't help but sneered: "Why do you need me to worry about something as big as arranging Orion's errands? As long as Mr. Chen and I don't say anything, who will remember that old guy from your family? If Mr. Dianshi always If you think about competing with a hunter in the mountains, that would be too low."
"I see! Then our grandson and grandson will have to rely more on Master Chen!"
While they were talking, the two people and the donkey had already left the dirt road in front of the mountain pass, climbed up and then crossed a short slope. At this time, even if someone was passing by on the road, they would not be able to see the scene on the other side of the short slope.
Qi Jingzhi suddenly stopped, looked around first, then turned to face Chen Er, smiled brightly and asked in a respectful tone: "Mr. Chen, what do you think of the scenery here?"
When Chen Er heard this, he subconsciously looked around and saw that there was nothing but weeds on the short slopes, and anger immediately rose in his heart.
Just when he was about to ask, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. When he looked down, he saw a sharp blade stabbing diagonally from bottom to top, straight into his heart!
Chen Er stared at the handle of the knife in disbelief, and made a whooshing sound in his mouth. Unfortunately, blood had already gushes out of his throat, blocking all his words, and he could not spit out a single word.
"Listen to Mr. Chen, asking for benefits from our grandfather and grandson is not the instruction of the gentlemen in the county government, but your own initiative?"
Qi Jingzhi's tone was still respectful, but there was no trace of emotion.
His right hand was always firmly holding the handle of the knife without any trembling, and his left hand was still tightly holding the thin donkey's bit to prevent the animal, which was stimulated by the smell of its owner's blood, from moving.
Hearing the boy's question, Chen Er raised his eyes with difficulty, and happened to meet a pair of calm and deep eyes.
A bone-chilling chill surged up from the bottom of his heart, and he no longer had any chance of survival.
The greedy and sinister look in this yamen servant's eyes had long since disappeared, leaving only extreme regret, and his lips were pouting, as if he still wanted to say something.
While looking at each other silently, the young man suddenly drew his knife, causing a flash of bright red blood.
Poke again! Stab again!
The gushing blood flowed over the blade, soaked into the handle, covered the young man's palm, and then spread along the wrist to the forearm.
The light in Chen Er's eyes immediately dissipated, his head drooped, and he fell off the donkey's back, face down and fell heavily to the ground.
The bright red blood quickly wetted the large grass.
Holding the body in the white blade, killing people in the world of mortals!
Qi Jingzhi looked at Chen Er, who was motionless at his feet, and said softly: "Master Chen, you give me two kicks, and I'll give you two swords in return. Let's... settle it down!"
