Downpour; Worsened Injuries

After Su Ying put Mama Zhao down, she went to work on the tiger skin.

She took out anti-bacterial drying powder from her interspace and sprinkled it on the tiger skin to prevent it from rotting, which would hinder it from being sold for a high price.

After she was done, Su Ying folded the entire tiger skin and tied it up with a rope.

The bailiff standing not far away stared at Su Ying. "That tiger skin is as big as two ordinary pieces. It'll be worth a few hundred taels of silver. Oh my!"

Someone slapped his head before he could finish his words.

"F*ck you, you stupid thing. If you want to die, go ahead. Don't say I didn't warn you when she dismembers your head and skin." Li Da glared at the young bailiff, afraid he would provoke Su Ying. That woman's scariness was beyond their understanding. He just wanted to reach the northern wilderness as soon as possible and get as far away from her as possible!

The young bailiff touched his red head, feeling wronged. "Boss, don't be angry. I, I was just saying. Who would dare to have any ideas about her? "

"Have you counted the dead? Record them and bury their bodies."

Last night, the white tiger bit many people to death. Those who ended in its mouth had no chance, leaving no injured, only broken corpses.

"I'll go now."

Su Ying tidied up the tiger's skin and was about to sit down to eat. She turned around and saw Ling standing behind her, staring at her.

Su Ying thought of Ling's frightened look and squatted down. She looked at the girl and said: "Ling, what's wrong? Do you want to eat some meat?"

Ling puffed up her little cheeks and shook her head, her big, watery eyes staring at Su Ying. "Is that the skin of the giant tiger? "

Su Ying patted the tiger's skin and smiled: "That's right. Ling, do you like it? If you like it, you can keep it as a blanket."

Ling shook her head in fear: "No. It's too scary."

"Then let's exchange it for silver and buy new clothes for Ling, shall we?"

Ling blinked her big eyes and said tenderly, "You... You killed the big tiger. You're so powerful. You're as powerful as daddy."

Su Ying raised her eyebrows with interest. "Has your father killed a big tiger before?"

Ling nodded. She opened her two small hands and drew a big circle. "It was this big a tiger."

Su Ying saw how adorable Ling was and couldn't help but want to hug her and kiss her. However, she was afraid of scaring the child, so she went along with her: "Your father is so powerful."

Ling's big eyes brightened when she heard Su Ying praising her father. In the past, she had never heard any good words about Xiao Jin from Su Ying's mouth. Therefore, Ling ran back to Xiao Jin happily and said with a smug on her little face: "Daddy, she said you're amazing."

Xiao Jin's expression froze for a moment. He didn't understand who Ling was referring to.

Ling pointed at Su Ying and said softly to Xiao Jin: "She said that daddy could also kill a giant tiger. He's super powerful."

Xiao Jin's brows furrowed. Previously, he indeed hunted a big tiger on the hunting grounds. However, Su Ying only curled her lips in disdain when she found out about it. She said that he was brutal and bloody. How could she think that he was powerful?

But little Ling wouldn't lie. Thinking of Su Ying's appearance last night, Xiao Jin furrowed his brows. He felt that this woman had changed too much.

After the bailiff had taken care of the broken bodies, he began to count the number of people and prepared to set off.

Su Ying carried the tiger skin on her back and asked Bai Shuang to help Mama Zhao onto her back.

Bai Shuang was stunned when she saw Su Qi carrying two to three hundred pounds of weight without changing her expression.

Jiang Yang carried Xiao Jin on his back while Xiao Jin carried Ji, who had yet to recover from his injuries. Su Ying let Bai Shuang hold Ling's hand.

Bai Shuang's body was in good condition. After Su Ying gave her a big bottle of energy supplement, she felt she had recovered a lot. It wouldn't be a problem for her to take care of the child.

Strangely, after Su Ying killed the white tiger, their journey down the mountain was very smooth. They reached the foot of the mountain before noon.

"No wonder it felt gloomy on the mountain. It looks like it's going to rain."

The moisture in the air was very heavy. Many of those around Su Ying were injured or sick. If it rained, their situations would get worse.

However, the heavens seemed to be deliberately going against them. Not long after they left the mountain, it started to rain.

The bailiffs quickly took straw raincoats from the carriage and put them on. The rain got heavier and heavier and didn't show any sign of stopping soon.

"Hurry up. Walk fast."

Li Da had been escorting exiled prisoners for many years and was quite familiar with the surroundings. He knew that there were a few caves not far ahead that could temporarily shelter them from the rain.

The rain fell on Xiao Jin's body, and he felt the wound in his legs hurt even more. To not let Ji get drenched by the rain, he carefully held the child in his arms and used his body to shield him from the wind and rain.

Su Ying looked at the rain and cursed under her breath. She had some equipment in her interspace that could help, but she couldn't take it out.

The caves that Li Da mentioned were on a mountain not far ahead. By the time they arrived, it was almost dark.

Fortunately, the caves were relatively large and could accommodate all the prisoners.

Su Ying carried Mama Zhao to the deepest part of the cave and placed her down on a relatively smooth surface.

Rain, on top of pneumonia, Su Ying worried that the medicine she applied today would go in vain.

She took out a heating pad and placed it on Mama Zhao's body to maintain her body temperature. Then, she got up and walked to the entrance of the cave.

The bailiffs saw her walking over and reached out to stop her. "What are you doing? Stay in the cave."

Su Ying glared at them coldly. "I saw some firewood under cover in front of the cave. I want to get some to start a fire."

"What fire? You're so delicate. Do you think you're out for a holid..."

'Bang!'

Su Ying punched the stonewall behind the bailiff. When she lifted her fist, stone crumbs fell to the ground.

The bailiff's face turned white, and he swallowed with difficulty as he looked at Su Ying, who was expressionless but like a demon.

"If I insist on getting out, all of you together won't be able to stop me. Do you understand?"

The bailiff's lips trembled. Damn it! He had forgotten how Su Ying had killed the white tiger!

"You, you go. Quickly."

Su Ying let go of him and left the cave.

She had indeed come out to pick firewood and also to find an opportunity to enter the interspace.

After Xiao Jin sat down, he touched Ji's forehead. The little guy's forehead was boiling again. The fever returned.

He took off the child's wet clothes and was about to ask Jiang Yang to get the bailiffs to light a fire when he saw Su Ying walking in with a big bundle of firewood.

Su Ying set up the firewood, and Xiao Jin only heard a light click before the pile started burning.

Xiao Jin's eyes darkened. He wanted to see what Su Ying was holding. But she was too fast and put it back into her sleeve pocket in the blink of an eye.