When Shi Yi thinks about Xianyu, someone always comes to disturb her.

Later, because of his ruthlessness and courage to kill, he was noticed by the bandit leader who captured him and took him under his command. Gradually, he gained a foothold in the bandit's lair.

After that, there were several mergers between bandit camps. The bandit leader he was in died unexpectedly, so he naturally became the leader.

He led a group of bandits to fight all over the grassland, robbing horses everywhere, and gradually upgraded from a bandit to a horse bandit. He had just arrived in this area not long ago.

When he had robbed almost everything in one place, he would move to the next place, so no one had ever found them and they seemed very elusive.

Xie Jiu was not interested in his experience as a bandit. He wanted to know what had happened to this horse bandit that led to his being silenced, and who was the big shot he was talking about?

Xie Jiu looked at his wound that was bleeding profusely and reluctantly threw him a bottle of hemostatic medicine. The horse bandit looked at him puzzled. Xie Jiu did not explain anything, but turned to Ye Qingfeng and said to him:

"This person is still useful. Let's keep him alive first. We need to know if someone is plotting against us on purpose."

Ye Qingfeng glanced at the bandit. He was covered in blood. Could he still survive? However, he did not object and ordered his men:

"Apply some medicine to him, bandage him up, tie him up and take him away!"

Someone responded and did as he was told. The bandit leader did not struggle. His life was in the other person's hands, and he would suffer less if he behaved himself.

Finally he was taken back to the camp on horseback.

Xie Jiu thought that this soldier who escaped from the border town knew something, so he kept him temporarily. Otherwise, he would definitely smash his dog head to avenge Wei Dong.

All the guards cleaned up the battlefield and dug pits to bury the dead. They were very familiar with this business as they had to bury the dead several times every time they were on the road.

They don't have any psychological burden. These bandits who make a living by robbing and looting have killed so many people that they can't even count them all. These people are a scourge and must not be kept.

So, whenever we encountered them, we would kill them all and bury them on the spot. One death meant one less threat.

There has never been a case of leaving only one behind like this time, but it's also true that this ambush is so large-scale and it's obviously planned, so there's nothing wrong with being cautious!

At worst, we can just bury him after the trial, which won’t take much trouble.

After they returned, Ye Qingfeng said to Xie Jiu, "You seem to be quite good at interrogation, so... I'll leave this person to you to take care of."

Ye Qingfeng was impatient with interrogations. He thought that whoever dared to provoke him would be killed. However, if Xie Jiu wanted to interrogate him, then leave it to him.

His decision was exactly what Xie Jiu wanted, so he nodded and agreed without hesitation.

The horse bandit was tied up like a dumpling and thrown to Xie Jiu, who placed him in front of his tent and tied him to a pillar outside the tent.

He was not in a hurry to torture the bandit. It was not the right time yet. Sometimes the more you want a confession, the less caring you have to act, so that you can get the real information.

If you appear to be very eager to know something, the prisoner may be reluctant to tell you in order to save his life. Sometimes, what you get through torture may not be credible.

Xie Jiu is more concerned about Wei Dong now. He goes into the tent first to see if Wei Dong is awake.

Weidong was still in a coma. The doctor stayed by his bed and did not leave. There was still some medicine left in the medicine bowl next to him, which seemed to indicate that he had drunk the medicine.

When the doctor saw Xie Jiu coming back, he stood up, stretched his body, and then brought in the medicine jars outside the tent to show Xie Jiu.

"There are some boiled herbs in here. When the shopkeeper wakes up, you can pour out a bowl for him to drink. He doesn't need to drink the medicine tomorrow. Just change the plaster on the fractured bone every three days. I'll be leaving now. Call me if you need anything. I'll be in the tent to your right."

The doctor was very confident in leaving the shopkeeper to Xie Jiu's care and went back to rest.

Xie Jiu: ...I don’t know how to take care of people!

Looking back at the unconscious Wei Dong, he felt very distressed. He fetched some water and cleaned Wei Dong. Wei Dong had many scratches from his cheeks to his chin when he fell off the horse.

But it was not serious, just slight bleeding. Xie Jiu used a cotton towel to clean it up bit by bit with great patience. Such a delicate face was ruined by these scratches.

What a pity!

He still liked this face looking at him with a gentle smile, or Wei Dong calling him "Xie Jiu" in his gentle voice.

It doesn't matter what, just don't look unconscious like this.

Weidong shouldn't be like this. He is always busy and seems to be living a fulfilling life.

Xie Jiu buried his head in Wei Dong's palm, hoping that he would wake up soon.

The sound of horse hooves was heard outside the tent. Xie Jiu came out to check and saw a guard pulling two horses towards him. It was the horse with a slight limp, Wu Yun, and the horse he had ridden before.

The guard tied them to the wooden stakes in front of Xie Jiu's tent and said to him:

"The horses have been found. They ran together, so we found them together. Wuyun's leg might be injured. Let's ask the doctor to take a look later."

Xie Jiu: The doctor is a veterinarian? No wonder he seems unreliable when treating patients.

Doctor: I am more wronged than Dou E!

I am a doctor. I just learned some methods of treating horses from Huba when I was free. After all, we have the same medical skills! How did I become a veterinarian?

Xie Jiu came to the front of the dark cloud and saw that its left front leg seemed to be afraid to touch the ground, so it just touched the ground.

No wonder Xie Jiu fell off his horse.

He stroked Wuyun's fur to comfort it. The horse he was riding next to him was dissatisfied and turned its head towards Xie Jiu. Xie Jiu reached out his hand and tentatively stroked its fur. Sure enough, the horse became much more obedient.

Xie Jiu: What kind of rotten horse is this? Why is he so picky?

He asked a doctor to check Wuyun's leg. The doctor squatted down, lifted up the horse's hoof to take a look, and then pinched the horse's leg. Wuyun neighed, obviously feeling uncomfortable.

The doctor nodded and confirmed: Wuyun's leg was injured.

Xie Jiu was speechless. He said that this doctor was unreliable. Anyone could tell that the horse's leg was injured. Why don't you tell me how it was injured? How to treat it?

The doctor opened the medicine box and muttered to Wuyun: "Don't you think this is a coincidence? Before our caravan left, Huba gave me a lot of plasters. Apply them on you and you will be almost healed in three days."

Xie Jiu: Why does this plaster look so similar to the one given to Weidong on his shoulder? The doctor must have used the wrong plaster on Weidong.

Doctor: Not really, really not. Even though all the plasters in the world are almost the same color, a doctor can still tell them apart. You are completely slandering me.

Fortunately, the doctor didn’t know what Xie Jiu was thinking, otherwise he would have been beaten to death.