The bald was so agitated that he could not help but let out a long fart.
This time, the sound was even louder and longer than before. Moreover, it was smelly, forcing the crowd to retreat further back.
The bald man blushed and covered his butt, wishing he could find a hole to hide in.
He pointed at Qin Xi and cursed fiercely, "You little bit*h, how dare you fool me? I'll skin you alive!"
Before he could finish, another fart exploded.
Do you remember the firecrackers that were set off during the Spring Festival? The farts were about the same as those firecrackers in terms of volume and intensity.
Even Han Shi couldn't help but mutter, "It's so loud!"
At this moment, someone shouted, "Look, on his pants… Huh, it's too disgusting!"
Everyone looked at the bald man's pants and saw that his underwear was soaked in a large pool of brown liquid. Moreover, the liquid flowed down his thigh to his heel. In this hot summer, the stench instantly permeated the surrounding area.
The bald man's face turned completely red. He couldn't stand the mocking gazes anymore. He glared at Qin Xi and the other two before running back to the shop, closing the door and locking it.
Seeing that there was nothing to see, everyone dispersed.
Although Han Dazhu was delighted, he was still worried. "Xi, do you think he will take revenge on us?"
Just now, the bald man had also said that he had an acquaintance at the police station. How could they, country bumpkins, deal with the police?
"Grandpa, don't worry. He won't be cocky for long."
Qin Xi was not afraid, but she made up her mind to build her own force. Otherwise, if a small police station in the countryside could make them on tenterhooks, what was the use of inheriting this powerful ability?
Besides, she didn't want to live in fear anymore like in her previous life.
"What do you mean?" Han Dazhu asked in confusion.
"I just read his face. He's going to jail and won't be able to get out for at least three to five years. Besides, after looking at these bicycles carefully, I don't think they are brand new. They look more like second-hand goods, so I guess those bicycles must be stolen."
Qin Xi told him what she had observed. Then, she smiled and said, "Grandpa, actually, there's no need for us to buy a new one. Let's go to the market to see if there are any second-hand ones. Tricycles are not like cars. Besides, if we really buy a new one, the villagers will definitely gossip."
Han Dazhu nodded and felt that what Qin Xi said made sense. "Alright, I'll listen to you."
The three of them pushed the bicycle back to the market.
It was past nine in the morning, the time when it was most crowded. Qin Xi and Han Shi were holding hands tightly, and Han Dazhu was pushing the bicycle behind them.
Just as Qin Xi was standing on the cloth stall and looking through the fabric, she suddenly heard a woman scream from behind. "Catch the thief!"
Han Shi, who was grabbing the corner of Qin Xi's clothes, suddenly ran off. Qin Xi was stunned for a moment before turning pale with fright. She explained to Han Dazhu before turning around to run after Han Shi.
There were so many people in the market that it was almost packed.
The thief used this to cause trouble for Han Shi. As he ran, he pushed people, causing the crowd to complain.
Han Shi dodged nimbly and chased after him. Seeing that he was unwilling to give up, the thief turned right and hid in the corner. He panted heavily and took out a dagger from his pocket.
The thief hiding around the corner heard footsteps approaching. He gritted his teeth and held the dagger nervously, his heart pounding.
The moment Han Shi appeared, the thief brandished his dagger and stabbed it at him.
Han Shi sensed danger and subconsciously dodged.
The thief missed it. He turned around and charged at him again, brandishing the dagger.
Han Shi used his arm to block the attack. With a slash of the dagger, a stream of blood immediately sprayed out.
When Qin Xi saw this scene from afar, her heart tightened. She looked around anxiously and felt that there was no weapon she could use. She took off her shoes and injected true Qi into them. She shouted, "Stone, squat down."
At the same time, the shoes in her hand flew over.
When Han Shi heard Qin Xi's voice, he subconsciously squatted down. Qin Xi's shoes hit the back of the thief's head.
The thief felt as if a brick had hit the back of his head. His head buzzed and his vision blurred. His body went limp and he fainted.
"How is it? Does it hurt? Show me the wound."
Qin Xi checked the wound on Han Shi's arm worriedly. The wound was about 7 to 8 centimeters. It was not deep, but it was bleeding profusely.
Seeing this, Qin Xi quickly took out an acupuncture bag from her pocket. As she stopped the bleeding, she reprimanded, "You're not allowed to do this in the future. What if something happens? What are Grandpa and Mother supposed to do?"
Han Shi could hear the anger in her words. He pouted, not daring to say anything.
When Qin Xi stopped the bleeding, she looked up and saw the stubborn look on her husband's face. Her face darkened. "Why aren't you saying anything? Do you think I'm wrong in saying that?"
Han Shi still did not speak. He used his silence to protest.
Qin Xi asked with a straight face, "Do you not know what you did wrong?"
"I'm not wrong," Han Shi said dejectedly.
"Do you think you're especially brave for being a Samaritan?"
"Is that so?" Seeing that Han Shi was silent, Qin Xi questioned loudly.
Han Shi was shocked and felt a little aggrieved. "I-I just want to help…"
"You can help others if you want, but the premise is that you can only do what's safe. If anything happens to you, what will happen to Mom and Grandpa? What will happen to me? Do you want Grandpa to die in sorrow and grieving for your bravery?"
Qin Xi was furious and started to lecture Han Shi. As she lectured, she heard Han Shi's dejected voice.
"I-I just want to be a useful person. I don't want others to treat me like a fool."
Qin Xi could not continue. Her heart felt like it was being clenched tightly, making her unable to breathe.
"You're not a fool. You're just sick. When I cure you, you'll be like a normal person. Do you not believe me, Stone?"
Han Shi hastened to explain, "No, I believe you. My wife is the best!"
"That's right. Tomorrow, no, after we go back, I'll treat you, okay?" Qin Xi said.
Actually, Qin Xi also wanted to treat him in the next few days, but the treatment method needed some knowledge of mysticism.
Previously, Qin Xi had read his face. His original fate should be that of a rich and powerful person. However, because of the black fog, his fate was altered. In the end, he became an insignificant commoner.
And the person who could change his fate was her.