She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 167: Someone Stole the Horse in the Middle of the Night!

Chapter 167: Chapter 167: Someone Stole the Horse in the Middle of the Night!

In the middle of the night, Xiang Ying was hugging the children, sleeping in the tent.

But she was really a bit hungry.

She hardly ate anything for dinner.

Not because she didn’t want to eat, but because she felt that the stewed cabbage and meat couldn’t satisfy her picky stomach.

She simply went into her magical space, ordered from the kitchen first, choosing a bunch of braised dishes.

Braised pig’s trotters, duck heads, and a pot of spicy and numbing skewers, all flavorful enough.

Taking advantage of this time, Xiang Ying went upstairs to check on her gardening results.

The watermelons still needed a bit more time to mature, while the cherry trees were already heavy with fruit.

"So sweet!" She tasted two cherries, and was pleasantly surprised.

The produce from the space was just different.

She planned to pick some cherries tomorrow to give to the children, they would surely like them.

Xiang Ying then went to check on her cartoon characters and found they were recruiting soldiers and horses, expanding their strength.

She enjoyed her delicious meal with peace of mind and left the space after finishing.

It was at this moment, she vaguely heard a horse neighing.

It seemed to be her horse.

The neigh was somewhat panicked, yet muffled.

As if something was covering its mouth and nose.

Xiang Ying crawled out of the tent and decided to go take a look.

After all, this was the only horse she could use in front of everyone, it shouldn’t have any problems.

Thinking of the surrounding forests, she wondered if there might be a wild animal coming to eat the horse?

With this thought, Xiang Ying took a dagger from the space.

She approached the stable quietly.

The station had two stables, and Xiang Ying’s horse was tied at the one behind, on the slope.

Crouching low and blending into the night, Xiang Ying quietly made her way up the slope.

Indeed, she saw two figures, one was muzzling the horse, desperately pulling, the other was pushing the horse around.

Turns out, it wasn’t a wild beast, but horse thieves!

Xiang Ying’s expression cooled, and she bent down to pick up two pebbles.

With a flick of her fingers, the pebbles shot out like arrows.

One struck the leg of the man behind the horse. He let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground.

The man in front pulling the horse heard the noise, abandoned the theft and hurried to check on his accomplice.

Xiang Ying took the opportunity to attack, not with the dagger, but with a fierce fist, directly grabbing the man’s shoulder.

He was startled and shouted, "Someone’s here!"

Suddenly!

Two faint bird calls came from the nearby forest, and before Xiang Ying could think about what it was, she saw two or three more figures rushing over quickly.

They fought with Xiang Ying without explanation, and in the moonlight, Xiang Ying could see these were a group of young men.

Only the boy who had been pulling the horse was about ten years old, thin and frail-looking but with fierce eyes.

Seeing Xiang Ying knocking down his companions one by one, he drew a short arrow from his waist and pressed it near the horse’s neck.

"If you dare to hurt my companions, I’ll kill the horse!" His low voice carried an unceremonious threat.

Xiang Ying raised her eyebrows, holding a pebble between her fingertips.

"Are you sure? Want to see who’s faster between the two of us?"

The man on the ground grabbed Xiang Ying’s leg, urging, "Aren, run!"

Just then, the sound of an arrow split the air.

A cold arrow flew in.

Almost at the same moment, the young man clutching Xiang Ying’s leg screamed.

The arrow had accurately and ruthlessly pierced through his palm.

"The little boy named Aren became anxious: ’Third Brother!’"

Rows of firelight lit up as Jie Chen’s black boots stepped into the forest, his hands holding a bow and arrows, his expression as cool and clear as the moon.

"Stealing our things, and you dare to strike?" His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it fell into everyone’s ears just right, sending a chill down their spines.

Jie Chen did not look at Xiang Ying, but instead ordered Skinny Monkey and the others behind him: "Catch them."

The little boy named Aren became desperate and rushed to capture Xiang Ying.

However, before he could touch Xiang Ying, she pressed on his head with her palm and slammed him straight to the ground.

Aren struggled: "Let me go! You band of thieves! Let go!"

Xiang Ying clicked her tongue and sighed: "You’re so young and quite skilled, but not agile enough, it seems you haven’t learned any proper kung fu, have you?"

Aren seemed to be hit where it hurt, and he clenched his teeth venomously: "None of your business!"

The child’s anger made him resemble a little wolf cub, brimming with fury.

Jie Chen did not go easy on him just because he was a child but had him tied up as well.

In the end, these seven people were brought back to the camp for interrogation, but they refused to say anything.

The three little ones were woken up by the noise, poking their heads out from the tents. Xiang Yuanshuo took on the attitude of watching a show, munching on the pork jerky given to him by Xiang Ying.

Aren swallowed his saliva several times as he watched him eat.

Jie Chen walked past them, finally stopping in front of the one who looked the oldest.

It was this man whose palm had been pierced by a short arrow from Jie Chen.

Now, the pain made his complexion turn white and bloodless.

"What are you really here for?"

The people remained silent.

Jie Chen waved his hand, and the Skinny Monkey immediately wrapped a rope around the man’s neck, as if they were about to strangle him.

The others panicked, shouting: "Third Brother!"

The little boy named Aren had teary red eyes: "Don’t kill my Third Brother! We are all refugees from nearby..."

Jie Chen raised an eyebrow, signaling Skinny Monkey to let go.

The man collapsed to the ground, coughing violently.

"Aren, don’t beg these people, they are the Emperor’s dogs, they don’t care if we live or die."

With stubborn tears and defiance on his face, Aren said: "We haven’t done anything wrong, we just wanted to find something to eat."

Jie Chen looked down and said indifferently: "The official authorities have set up porridge stalls at every city gate. If you are refugees, why not go there for food?"

The people avoided eye contact, only Aren spoke up: "We couldn’t get any... The official authorities limit the amount of porridge given out each day, they don’t provide for the weak, women, or children, only for the able-bodied men."

"I’m young, usually it takes three days to get a share, and my brothers were driven out of the city because they had a conflict with the government officer distributing the porridge."

Jie Chen remained silent, scrutinizing them with an inspecting gaze.

Suddenly, he asked: "How old are you?"

Aren responded somberly: "Thirteen."

Upon hearing that, Xiang Ying couldn’t help but startle.

The child was already thirteen? He looked just like a ten-year-old, his hair was turning yellow, and although he was tall, he was exceptionally thin.

He must be really starving.

At that moment, Jie Chen instructed Skinny Monkey to untie them.

"You may go, but if you come back, I will not let you off easily."

The few of them exchanged looks, not expecting to be set free so easily.

They supported each other, standing up tremblingly.

Jie Chen threw a bag of dry food to them.

"Take it and get out of here now."

They saw the food and hurriedly kowtowed to express their gratitude.

But just as they were about to leave together, that little boy Aren couldn’t help but look back every three steps.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he ran over and knelt in front of Xiang Ying.

"Please take me in, I am willing to work like an ox or a horse for you, as long as you can give me a bite to eat!"