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Chapter 138 Picking Up a Beggar

"May I borrow your kitchen for a moment?" Before the end of summer, she would avoid her parents and family, run away to the deep mountains, have the wolves watch over her, and then take a medicinal bath.

But now, she has a better place!

Huangfu Qian frowned slightly, immediately knowing what Xia Mo was planning to do: use that deep pot and large stove.

"The pain I'm going to experience is probably ten times greater than yours," Xia Mo said to the person outside the kitchen as she took out the medicinal herbs, started boiling water, and added the herbs.

Huangfu Qian stood outside the kitchen, his back to the kitchen door, not looking, but his ears were perked up to listen.

He heard the sound of Xia Mo stepping into the boiling water, and Xia Mo's suppressed, painful, slight breathing. Xia Mo had already started soaking in the medicinal bath, but he could still hear the bubbling sound of the boiling water.

Half an hour later, Xia Mo was sobbing softly in pain.

Another half hour passed, and Xia Mo came out after changing her clothes.

Xia Mo soaked in a medicinal bath for an hour, while Huangfu Qian stood guard outside the kitchen for an hour.

Xia Mo opened the door, and Huangfu Qian turned around, meeting Xia Mo's gaze.

The hour-long medicinal bath was excruciatingly painful; every second felt like an eternity. Xia Mo's eyes were glazed over, as if she had lost her soul.

Huangfu Qian's expression remained unchanged, but his hands, hanging at his sides, unconsciously clenched into fists. He himself did not notice that his voice had become low and hoarse.

He asked, "Is it always like this when you take a medicinal bath?"

Xia Mo sniffed, pouted, looked pitifully at Huangfu Qian, and nodded sadly.

Huangfu Qian felt as if he had been violently struck in the chest. For a moment, he felt an urge to reach out and hug Xia Mo.

Xia Mo suddenly grinned at Huangfu Qian and said, "You got fooled, didn't you? Hahaha..."

Huangfu Qian took a deep look at Xia Mo's reddened eyes and the turbulent tears in them, then silently looked away.

"It's a pity that I've used up all 108 jade stones you collected for me. I don't know when I'll be able to improve my physical strength again next time... sigh..." Xia Mo glanced at Huangfu Qian and sighed.

"gone."

"We'll decide in two days. I must find you a good person," Huangfu Qian said to Xia Mo's retreating figure.

"I'll improve the medicinal herbs and give you another enhanced medicinal bath," Xia Mo said without looking back, and left.

Huangfu Qian looked in the direction Xia Mo had left, but Xia Mo was no longer there.

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Early the next morning—

As the roosters crowed, the villagers of Anjia Village gradually woke up and began a new day.

Early in the morning, Xia Mo took Brother Xia to the prefectural city to deliver goods.

For several days in a row, Xia Mo would deliver the goods with her brother and leave without exploring much. However, she used her divine sense to scan the entire city and was aware of what was happening within it.

Today...

Xia Mo took Brother Xia out of the prefectural city, but instead of returning immediately, they went around to the poorest western suburb of Anning Prefecture.

There is an old City God Temple in the western suburbs, where most of the beggars from Anning Prefecture lived.

When Xia Mo led Brother Xia into the old City God Temple, the disheveled beggars sitting by the temple all looked at them.

The beggars didn't care that their hair was a mess, the weeds in their hair, or the mud on their bodies. Their green eyes were fixed on Xia Mo and Brother Xia, scanning them back and forth.

Xia Mo and Brother Xia looked like easy targets, which made the beggars restless; they wanted to rob them.

"Little sister, what are we doing here?" Brother Xia asked with a serious expression, not daring to relax for even a moment.

“I’ll pick someone up,” Xia Mo said, her gaze sweeping over the dilapidated temple before settling on a beggar in a corner, abandoned and lying like a corpse.

"Little sister!" Brother Xia frowned, somewhat disapproving.

Xia Mo turned around and gave Brother Xia an innocent, ingratiating smile.

Brother Xia thought about it and realized that his family's current situation wasn't so bad that they couldn't afford to support people.

Xia Mo stood in front of the beggar who was lying like a corpse and gently kicked him with her toe.

Xia Mo had already scanned the beggar's physical condition with her divine sense; he wouldn't die, but he was close. If left for another two days, he would become a corpse.

The beggar lying on the ground was gently kicked by Xia Mo with her toe, but he remained motionless like a corpse, though a low, painful groan escaped from his cracked mouth.

"Brother, I'll pick him up. You carry him horizontally, but be careful," Xia Mo said to her brother Xia.

The beggars in the dilapidated temple looked at Brother Xia, their eyes flashing.

They didn't move immediately because they saw Brother Xia's tall figure and were worried that he was someone they couldn't afford to offend. If Brother Xia was going to use his hands to hug someone, did that mean... their chance had come?

Brother Xia had the same concerns, but he couldn't very well let his little sister hug a man, could he?

The moment Brother Xia squatted down, the beggars in the dilapidated temple moved, swarming towards Brother Xia and Xia Mo.

Xia Mo casually picked up a stick from the dilapidated temple. It was unclear which wall the stick had fallen off from. She just swung it around Xia Dage and then swung it 360 degrees at the beggars who surrounded her.

The beggars who swarmed around Xia Mo didn't take her seriously at all, even though she had a piece of rotten wood.

But soon, the beggars who approached Xia Mo and Brother Xia suffered the consequences of their underestimation.

"Bang bang bang..."

The beggars who were knocked away fell on top of the beggars behind them, and the surging beggars all fell down like dominoes.

Brother Xia gave Xia Mo a doting smile, wanting to pat Xia Mo's head, but he was holding a beggar in his arms at the moment, so he couldn't.

"Be careful, his leg and hand bones have been broken," Xia Mo warned his older brother, holding a rotten stick.

Brother Xia was stunned for a moment, and a chill ran down his spine. Who was so cruel as to treat a beggar so viciously!

"Yes," Brother Xia nodded, his walking becoming more steady.

The beggar's mind was hazy, yet he seemed to hear a familiar voice, the voice he had longed for. He tried to open his eyes to see the owner of the voice, but he was too tired and in too much pain. His eyeballs rolled under his eyelids a few times, but he ultimately could not open his eyes.

Xia Mo reached out and touched the beggar a few times, and the beggar fell into a deep sleep.

When they reached a less crowded place, Xia Mo took out a large basket from her soul space and put the beggar into it.

"Little sister, take him back to Anjia Village first, and come pick me up later," Brother Xia sighed as he looked at the beggar in the large basket.

Xia Mo had a gut feeling that if she left her brother Xia outside Anning Prefecture, something bad would definitely happen.

“I’ll take it with me, but it will be much slower,” Xia Mo said, lifting the basket with one hand and putting her arm around Xia’s brother’s waist with the other. “Brother, bend your knees, let’s go.”

"Won't you be tired, little sister?" Brother Xia said with concern.

"I'm tired after running back and forth twice," Xia Mo said, feigning a spoiled attitude.

With some free time, Brother Xia became curious and glanced at the beggar in the basket. Who did his little sister pick up?