Chapter 12 Unwilling to throw away
“Let’s close the team.” Outside on the mountain trail, Luo Qi waved his hand tiredly.
The ice and snow are howling in the mountains, which is much colder than in the stockade. After all, the stockade has many places to shelter from the wind and cold. When I go out to work, the frost and cold are 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.
He didn't have time to pack his clothes when he left the Luo family. He only had a thin coat on him 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 bear.
On the contrary, his subordinates were all thickly dressed and 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: "Luotou, this is not the best way to control the mountain road. It seems that we still have to go to the city..."
Luo Qi shook his head and said: "We will wait for two days to see. I don't know if the superiors intend to preach in the city. When the time comes, believers will make contributions. We can't act rashly."
Preaching donations and bandit robberies 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 feel 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 he came here because of helplessness. 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 him and suffer the consequences?
Because he always understood what this place was, what the Blood God Cult did, and... why they wanted to destroy the Luo family.
He decided to come on his own after careful consideration.
Walked into the village as if nothing had happened, went to the deacon hall to report today's robbery mission, and was scolded for not finding anything. 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 in the distance. Zhao Changhe was at the door, reading a book under the afterglow of the setting sun.
It's really like a firefly chiselling into the wall to steal the light.
The posture was still crouched in a horse stance, holding a book in his left hand and a single sword in his right hand, gesturing over and over again to hold the sword in a slashing stance.
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'll be in danger here." Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "It seems like everything's 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 made a growling accompaniment.
Luo Qi blushed instantly and glared at Zhao Changhe.
How could Zhao Changhe care about the dead arrogance? He turned around and entered the house: "I was just worried that you wouldn't be able to 'eat' in the snow and ice, so I left some food for you... You came back just in time, and the food is still warm."
Looking at 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. He sat silently at the table and lowered his head to read the meal. There is 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 not..." 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. You don't care at all." Don't you think so? Isn't it ironic that you were angry at that time?"
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 claim to be doing things for heaven by robbing the rich and helping 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 for a long time as if he was 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: "It's just that there are some things that I really don't want to lose."
Luo Qi didn't mock him, lowered his head and poked at the rice grains in the bowl: "How can you be on your own in a devil's cave? You know it in your heart, 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 You are the leader, at least you can decide how many points the team will have, but what if you become the helmsman one day? Then you don’t have the final say here.”
Zhao Changhe still had something to say.
As long as you have enough ability to cope with the subsequent pursuit, it's a big deal and you can just 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 behind his words, but instead sighed lowly: "I hope you can keep your conscience and your innocence. Just like me now... thank 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 are more than just friends. They are 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 **** cold.”
"..." Luo Qi said numbly: "You can just sleep on the bed. Maybe if I die outside someday, 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 something that readers don't like even when it's written in novels these days."
Luo Qi also pointed to her Adam's apple angrily: "I said 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 a…word from a hero.”
"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're a bitch, I'll go find Mr. Sun tomorrow morning and beg him to give me a different apartment! It's just a matter of sleeping. 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 unwilling 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!"
(End of this chapter)