Transmigrator meets Reincarnator

Ch. 33 He Finally Did Something Right

On the day that He Changdi had abandoned his wife to join the army, Chu Lian had been sound asleep in her nice, warm bed, without any dreams to disturb her slumber.

On the other hand, He Sanlang was bringing Laiyue along his hasty journey down the roads at Zhangzhou, a city near the capital.

Although no one back in the estate knew of the path he was going to take to the northern border of Liangzhou, to avoid getting chased, he traveled at double the usual speed, day and night.

It was still in the middle of summer, so even though the skies turned dark during the night, there were no cooling breezes to lighten the heat. Not only that, it was so stuffy and hot that their tolerance wore thin.

The two horses flew down the highway with their riders both laden with cloth packs. Although the breeze created by their horses movement was a little cooling, after getting jolted around on horseback for an entire day, even the sturdy He Sanlang was nearing the ends of his endurance.

While bearing with the burning pain coming from their inner thighs, the two of them clocked another ten miles on their journey.

Under the faint moonlight, Laiyue spotted a grass shack up ahead at the fork in the road.

His joy showed on his face. "Third Young Master, there's a grass shack ahead. Why don't we rest here for tonight?"

There were still forty to fifty miles to go before the next city. If they traveled throughout the night, they would probably only reach it by the next day, so why not camp for a night by the roadside? Anyway, the horses needed some rest too.

He Sanlang nodded and got off his horse. Laiyue took the reins from He Changdi's hands and tied the horses to a tree nearby, letting out just enough of the rope so that the horses could graze on the sweet grass surrounding them.

This crude little shack had once been a simple tea house; it was now in ruins. The single set of table and chairs was already a little rotten, and there was a layer of dust covering everything. It was clear that it hadn't been in business for a long time.

The grass shack was open on all four sides and the foundation didn't seem too stable. It looked like it was on the verge of collapse, while the grass roofing was almost all gone. It could only serve as the most basic shelter from the elements.

Although the conditions were a little harsh, as travelers, they weren't too picky. Having some form of a roof over their heads and even some old furniture was much better than having to camp out by the side of the road.

Laiyue took out a thin blanket from his travel pack and placed it on the chair. He then took out some steamed buns and rolls, as well as a waterskin.

"Young Master, have some water!"

He Changdi had been sitting at the table, eyes closed as he rested for a bit. He took the waterskin that was passed over and drank a few mouthfuls.

Then, he picked up a steamed roll and stuffed it into his mouth.

He had some jerky in his pack, so he held a steamed roll in one hand and jerky in the other as he mechanically shoved each into his mouth.

In his past life, after he had been betrayed by Chu Lian, he had suffered a lot while wandering in the wilderness. He had even eaten grass, bark, and tree roots before. Having steamed rolls and jerky to eat wasn't too bad in comparison. There was nothing to complain about, and he wasn't someone unreasonable.

Although he used to think that meals were just a means to fill his stomach, for some reason, eating jerky and dry steamed rolls out in this desolate place made him feel upset. As he chewed on his rations like a robot, he shut his eyes and the memory of that delicious snow fungus and lotus seed porridge came to mind. Wontons with steam rising off them and those scallion pancakes attacking his senses with the aroma of spring onions.