The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 12

"Let's close the team." Luo Qi waved his hand wearily beside the mountain path outside.

The ice and snow in the mountains are howling, much colder than in the stockade, and the stockade still has a lot of shelter from the wind and cold, so going out to work is really bitterly cold.

Luo Qi became a small leader, led a team to lurk on the mountain road, trying to rob the passing merchants, but how many merchants can there be in this cold weather? At the end of the day, he didn't even see a ghost. The snow had already covered his hair and shoulders, and his thin body was like an eggplant covered with frost.

When he left Luo's house, he didn't have time to tidy up. He only had a thin coat on his body. After squatting in the wind, snow and ice for a day, it was still hard for him to do so with his slightly accomplished cultivation.

On the contrary, his subordinates wore thick clothes, which were better than him. Luo Qi had just arrived and had not yet established authority, but he was too embarrassed to grab the clothes of his subordinates to wear, so he gritted his teeth for a long time.

A subordinate next to him said: "Luotou, holding the mountain road is not an option, it seems that we still have to go to the city..."

Luo Qi shook his head and said, "Stay here for a couple of days to see. I don't know if the higher ups intend to preach in the city, but when the time comes, believers will contribute, so we can't act rashly."

Evangelism contributions and bandit looting are the two typical sources of income for the Devil's Cult. If they are well developed, they may also be able to buy property and operate it. And this new sub-helm has only just begun, and there is nothing. So far, the food that everyone eats is still purchased from the mountain, the start-up capital.

The subordinate said: "But we have been hungry for a whole day! We will be scolded when we go back to the village, and it is very likely that we will not be given food at all. If this continues, we will starve to death!"

Luo Qidao: "Let's go to the city privately some other day, and I'll treat my brothers to dinner."

The subordinates showed fawning smiles. It seems that this newly promoted leader is quite good at life, which made everyone less worried.

Luo Qi dismissed his subordinates, dragged his tired body and walked slowly back to the cottage in the setting sun.

When passing by the underground altar, Luo Qi subconsciously glanced at the secret door that was so hidden that no one could recognize it, and sneered slightly.

He knows what it is.

Zhao Changhe thought that he came here because he had no choice but to coerce him. Only he knew that he was not a prisoner on the way here, nor was he too weak to walk. He could leave halfway, so why did he have to suffer?

Because he always understood what this place was, what the Blood God Cult was for, and...why they wanted to destroy the Luo family.

He decided to come by himself after careful consideration.

Walked into the village as if nothing had happened, went to the deacon's hall to report today's looting mission, and was scolded bloody for nothing, as expected, he didn't even have a bite to eat. Luo Qi smiled and retreated, and slowly returned to the residential area.

Seeing his wooden house from afar, Zhao Changhe was at the door, reading a book in the afterglow of the setting sun.

It's really a bit of a fan of Yingying Yingxue chiseling the wall to steal light.

That posture is still squatting like a horse, with a book in his left hand and a single knife in his right hand, gesticulating the posture of holding the knife and chopping down, over and over again.

There is a wooden post in front of him, it seems that he tried hard to chop each knife in the same place, but the chopping is messy, and the wooden post is full of knife marks.

Luo Qi dared to say that he had never seen such a hardworking person... Well, although he didn't see many people.

Zhao Changhe turned his head and saw him coming back, with a look of surprise on his face: "You're back?"

This natural surprise made Luo Qi feel weird: "What are you excited about?"

"Hmm... I'm afraid you'll be in danger if you go here." Zhao Changhe said with a smile, "It seems to be all right? It's fine. Have you eaten yet?"

Luo Qi's eyes were even more strange, and he said after a long while: "Eat."

In fact, Luo Qi hadn't eaten anything other than the morning corn bread all day, and just as soon as he uttered these blunt words, his stomach groaned to accompaniment.

Luo Qi blushed instantly, glaring at Zhao Changhe.

Zhao Changhe couldn't care less about Si Tiaojiao, he turned and went into the room: "I'm just worried that you won't be able to so-called 'snack food' in the world of ice and snow, so I left some food for you... You came back just in time, and the food was still warm."

Luo Qi followed behind as if sleepwalking, looking at the leftovers on the table that were still warm, feeling confused.

Seeing him standing aside in a daze, Zhao Changhe said with a stern face: "Do you think I have eaten it? Just order it, my senior brother."

Luo Qi didn't say anything, just sat down at the table silently, watching the meal with her head down.

There was actually a piece of meat in the meal.

"You...you need meat more at this time." He said with some difficulty.

Zhao Changhe waved his hands indifferently: "I ate three servings at noon, that's enough, I'm not hungry."

Luo Qi stopped talking. There is no reason why you can skip eating after noon and at night...

Zhao Changhe sat on the side to accompany him to eat, and asked: "It's winter, how can there be any passing merchants? How do you do this kind of task?"

"Occasionally there are, if not..." Luo Qi paused, did not say anything, but turned to look at Zhao Changhe in a strange way: "Maybe this winter there will be a lot of things about Zhao Cuo happening in our hands, don't worry about it." Don't you care about it? Isn't your anger at that time very ironic?"

Zhao Changhe looked at the sunset outside with some ecstasy, and said in a low voice: "Before you came back, I was struggling with this. I thought about it for a long time, and I just wanted to discuss something with you."

Luo Qiqi said: "What?"

"Before we didn't have a choice, we could only see walking. Now we actually have a certain amount of autonomy." Zhao Changhe lowered his voice again: "For example, can we choose a partner? Like picking the Luo family, it will cause harm. It seems that you can also claim to be a man who robs the rich and helps the poor? I suspect that this is the source of income for many heroes..."

Luo Qi's expression became very exciting, he looked at Zhao Changhe like a strange flower for a long time, and then he laughed and said: "I thought you were a hero, but why are you so naive."

"Naive? Maybe." Zhao Changhe said in a low voice, "It's just that there are some things that I really don't want to lose."

Luo Qi didn't mock him, but lowered his head and poked the rice grains in the bowl: "You can't do it yourself in the devil's lair. You also know in your heart, you can't do it."

Zhao Changhe said: "If you can't do it now, then you can become stronger. Today I can see that the Demon Cult speaks of strength most. If you are awesome, others will respect you. Who will fart more. Just like you You are the leader, at least you can decide how much of the team, what if one day you are the helmsman? Then you have the final say here."

Zhao Changhe still didn't say a word.

As long as you have enough ability to cope with future pursuits, you can run away at worst. It's just a broken stockade, if you really want to slip, it's not just slipping.

Stranger in a foreign land, who cares who. They are all born gangsters, so it's no big deal to have one more born rebellious.

"Heh..." Luo Qi didn't know if he could hear the meaning behind his words, but sighed in a low voice: "I hope you can keep your conscience and your innocence. Just like the current meal... Thank you you."

Zhao Changhe said with a smile: "This tone is not easy, we are friends now."

Luo Qi gave a "hmm" and said softly, "It has been for a long time."

In fact, it's not just friends, it's not too much to be dependent on each other, but Luo Qi never thought that this word would appear between himself and anyone.

"Then can we lie down together tonight?" Zhao Changhe knocked on the table: "I said, have you had enough? How long will the days of sleeping alone on the bed alone on the table be? Anyway, no matter what you say, I'm going to sleep in bed tonight, I'm fucking cold to death."

"..." Luo Qi said dumbly: "You just need to sleep in bed. Or if I die outside one day, you don't have to worry about such things."

Zhao Changhe said unhappily: "I said you must not be a real woman, how can you be so hypocritical? This routine of women disguised as men is written in novels these days and readers don't like to read it."

Luo Qi also pointed at her Adam's apple angrily: "I said the surname is Zhao, are you crazy, you can think of women when you see everything?"

"On the contrary! How can I get tired of women now!" Zhao Changhe said angrily: "I don't want you to be a woman at all. I don't know how much more convenient it is for a man. It's troublesome for a woman! You can't be a man! point!"

Luo Qi's eyes widened, and it took him a while before he laughed and said, "It's really... the words of a hero in the world."

"It means that I am a straight man of steel, right? Oh, I forgot that you don't understand this word." Zhao Changhe babbled: "What's wrong with me being a straight man of steel? Now let's talk about it, you are a man, let's start together today Sleep, if you are a bitch, I will go to Sun Jiaoxi tomorrow morning to sell my ass, and beg him to change my house! Just sleep and send me a lot of shit!"

Luo Qi poked and poked in the rice bowl with his chopsticks, and the meat that he had been reluctant to eat was almost smashed by him, and he muttered inaudibly: "What a gangster, so vulgar."

Zhao Changhe didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"It's nothing." Luo Qi raised her neck: "Sleep together, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"