“Take…out…take!”
Qin Si experimented a few times before figuring out how to use the extra-dimensional space: to put items in, and to take them out.
However, he couldn't store living creatures.
Qin Si tried to put himself inside, but it failed.
The items stored in the space remained the same when taken out, and time seemed to be frozen inside.
A treasure!
Qin Si's heart leaped with joy. With this, moving supplies would be so easy.
He wouldn't be discovered either, avoiding the villagers' jealousy.
He stored the wild boar, the wild chicken, and the twenty pounds of rice from his waist in the extra-dimensional space.
Qin Si looked at the sky, gritted his teeth, and returned to the forest.
More than an hour later, Qin Si returned to his hiding place.
He brushed aside the leaves and snow, storing the two hundred pounds of wild boar and the five bags of rice in the extra-dimensional space.
His heart was full.
As he was about to leave, he heard a noise in the distance.
People!
Qin Si quickly bent down and hid in the bushes.
On the forest path, a group of people were carrying burlap sacks, holding guns, and chatting with each other as they headed deeper into the forest.
Bandits!
In an instant, Qin Si confirmed their identity.
Deep within this vast mountain range, there was a gang of bandits who often robbed nearby villages.
Their leader rode a tall steed, his red coat adding to his imposing stature. His figure was slender, his long legs clasped around the horse's belly, a sight that could take a man's life.
His face was obscured, but judging from his aura, he must be a human masterpiece.
The bandit leader was a woman?
Qin Si gently pushed aside a branch and looked over.
Instantly.
The female leader looked back, her peach blossom eyes seductive yet domineering, her delicate brows furrowed as she scrutinized the forest where Qin Si was hiding.
“Boss, what's wrong?” a bandit asked.
“Nothing,” Guan Xue withdrew her gaze and commanded, “Let the brothers behind catch up, we need to get back to the mountain stronghold before nightfall.”
“Yes, hurry up in the back!”
“Giddy up!”
Guan Xue looked back towards Qin Si's location once more, but didn't say anything. There was a hint of mockery in her eyes, just a wandering villager, not worth her attention.
With a squeeze of her legs, she rode away.
The bandits behind her quickened their pace, and the long line soon disappeared into the forest.
“Phew—!”
Qin Si let out a long breath, his back covered in cold sweat.
That woman had extraordinary observation skills, she must have seen him, but thank goodness she didn't bother him.
Otherwise, he would have been in serious trouble today.
A hundred bandits, a hundred guns, he couldn't handle them.
He had narrowly escaped, saved his life.
After confirming that the bandits had gone far, Qin Si quickly got up and left the area.
He decided to stay away from this area for future hunting trips.
…
Qinjia Village, shrouded in the mist of night.
Winter didn't have a moon, it was pitch black.
Only the snow on the ground provided a dim light, visibility was poor.
A drunkard swayed on the village path, heading towards a remote house in Qinjia Village, the home of Chen, the most beautiful widow in the village.
The drunkard had a face full of wrinkles and lustful eyes.
Even in times of food scarcity, he could still afford to drink, clearly he wasn't an ordinary person.
“Yuelian, are you home? Your big brother Wu has come to see you.”
The drunkard, Zhao Dawu, yelled over the fence, stumbling into the yard.
He left a trail of messy footprints on the snow in the yard.
Chen Yuelian was the widow Chen's name.
She was born in Chengan Village, married into Qinjia Village, but was entangled with Zhao Dawu, the local bully of Zhaojia Village.
“Zhao Dawu, get out! If you don't, I'll call for help!”
A soft voice, filled with a fierce spirit, came from the house, although lacking in true intimidation.
It actually revealed her fear.
“Hahaha…”
Zhao Dawu burst out laughing, “Go ahead and call! I want to see who in Qinjia Village dares to step forward today. The knife in my hand doesn't have eyes!”
Zhao Dawu pulled out the knife at his waist, it shimmered coldly as he shouted several times.
Some of the villagers who came to watch the commotion were scared away.
A few who wanted to help sighed and turned back.
Zhao Dawu's adoptive father, Zhao Niu, was once a notorious thug in the surrounding area, later joining the White Tiger Mountain bandits deep in the mountains, wielding guns.
He was a killer, a ruthless man.
As a result, Zhao Dawu became even more arrogant, no one dared to provoke him.
In these chaotic times, everyone was afraid for their lives, who would have the courage to stand up for a widow?
“Yuelian, hurry and open the door, I'll give you a good time, be my wife, and I'll make sure you eat and drink well.”
“Get lost, I won't marry you.”
Chen Yuelian yelled back, over the years, Zhao Dawu had harassed many girls.
She wouldn't fall for this trap.
When his persuasion failed, Zhao Dawu walked forward and slammed the door, wanting to force his way in.
Four years ago, he had taken a liking to Chen Yuelian. Back then, he had some regard for her face because she was married.
Now her husband had been dead for almost four years, his patience had worn out.
He had to get his hands on that little vixen today!
He would have a good time, really enjoy it.
“Help…help…”
Inside the house, the attractive Chen Yuelian cried out in fear, her voice trembling.
Usually, she would deal with Zhao Dawu's harassment with a facade of compliance, avoiding his advances.
But today, Zhao Dawu had been drinking, his courage had been emboldened, he would likely not be stopped.
Could she really be bullied by him?
Chen Yuelian shed tears of grievance and fear.
Bang!
The wooden door latch couldn't withstand the powerful Zhao Dawu, and the wooden door was kicked open.
“Ah!”
Chen Yuelian cried out in alarm, quickly retreating, picking up a pair of scissors as a weapon.
“You…don't come any closer!”
“Yuelian, don't struggle, today is our wedding night, just submit to me!”
Chen Yuelian was no match for Zhao Dawu, the pair of scissors in her hand were knocked to the ground with a single slap from him.
Chen Yuelian tried to run out, but Zhao Dawu grabbed her by the waist and pushed her onto the bed, his obscene words constantly harassing her.
“Yuelian, just submit to me, I promise to make you comfortable, hahaha…”
With a rip, Chen Yuelian's clothes were torn open.
Her punches and kicks were like tickling, Zhao Dawu was unfazed, he lowered his head to taste those delicate, rosy lips.
“Help!”
Chen Yuelian's tears flowed like a spring, she cried like a child, desperately avoiding Zhao Dawu's advances.
“No one is coming to save you.”
Zhao Dawu said confidently.
“Is that so?”
A sudden question interrupted the lewd atmosphere in the room, Zhao Dawu felt a cold object pressing against the back of his head.
A gun!
His whole body froze instantly.
He dared not move.
“Qin Si!”
Chen Yuelian cried out in delight, her voice filled with grievance, she quickly struggled free and threw herself into Qin Si's arms.
It was like seeing the sun in winter, finding charcoal in the snow.
Her fearful heart found a safe haven, filled with security.
The man holding the hunting rifle against Zhao Dawu, who else could it be but Qin Si, who had returned from hunting?