She was tricked into marriage for three years, then remarried a childless, tough guy and became preg

Zhao Wenjing held the enamel basin in her hand and slowly moved backward.

"You, don't come any closer! I have no grudges against you, and I have no enemies with you now. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, tell me in a dream. Don't scare me like this."

The "ghost" let out a mournful laugh and cry, "Waaah... I died unjustly—"

She floated towards Zhao Wenjing, who swallowed hard.

"Let me tell you, my grandfather is a Taoist priest, and I have my own set of rules. You, you'd better not come any closer."

"Whoosh—" The white figure drifted over with a long, drawn-out cry.

"Wenjing, beat her up!" Shen Tang shouted.

The overhead light snapped on with a "pop".

The "ghost" suddenly stopped, looked around in a panic, and then turned to run away.

Upon closer inspection, Zhao Wenjing realized that the ghost was actually a person in disguise. She was covered with a white sheet, and there were two holes gouged out for her eyes.

"Oh, so you dare to mess with me!"

Zhao Wenjing slammed the enamel basin in her hand down hard.

With a loud thud, it hit the man's head.

The man groaned and staggered forward.

Shen Tang ran in from the doorway, holding a broom in her hand.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Shen Tang picked up a broom and smacked her.

Zhao Wenjing strode over, "I want to see which son of a bitch is playing tricks on me."

As she was about to pull off the bed sheet, Shen Tang quickly said:

"What kind of person is this? It's a ghost! Hit it hard, beat it until its soul is scattered!"

Shen Tang winked slyly at Zhao Wenjing, who immediately understood.

"Yes, it's a ghost, hit it!"

Zhao Wenjing started punching the "ghost" repeatedly.

Li Meihua, covered by the quilt, gritted her teeth and dared not make a sound; Zhao Wenjing's punches really hurt.

She gritted her teeth, pushed hard, and rushed out.

"Where do you think you're going?" Zhao Wenjing was about to chase after them.

Shen Tang quickly grabbed her, "Don't chase after her, she's not wearing any clothes."

Zhao Wenjing then shyly covered herself, saying, "I almost forgot."

"Hehehe... Go back and wash up, I'll be waiting for you."

Zhao Wenjing returned to the bathhouse and began to take a shower.

"That person must be Li Meihua. I can tell even if she's wearing a blanket," Zhao Wenjing said while washing her hair.

"It's her. I followed her all the way here," Shen Tang said.

"Shen Tang, you're so smart. You beat her up like that and made her suffer in silence. Damn, I almost peed my pants just now. This isn't over. I'm going to teach her a lesson someday."

"After this period of time, Commander Zhang is keeping an eye on you now!" Shen Tang said with a smile.

"That's true, it would be troublesome if they didn't let me participate in the performance."

After taking a shower, Zhao Wenjing walked back with Shen Tang. When they passed the restroom, Zhao Wenjing shushed Shen Tang and quietly peeked inside.

Li Meihua was sweeping the toilet with her head down, her hair a little messy.

Zhao Wenjing picked up a clod of dirt from the ground and threw it in with all her might.

"Ah—who?!"

Li Meihua's voice rang out from the toilet.

"Run!"

Zhao Wenjing pulled Shen Tang and hid in the pine forest behind them.

Li Meihua stormed out, but there was no one outside.

She stomped her foot angrily, realizing that all her cleaning had been for nothing.

"Hiss—ouch—"

Li Meihua raised her hand and touched her forehead, where a large bump had appeared.

It was Zhao Wenjing who smashed it with an enamel basin.

Li Meihua didn't slowly walk back until the dormitory lights were turned off.

Geng Yan was startled when she saw her and whispered, "Meihua, what's wrong?"

Li Meihua looked very unwell.

She looked in the mirror and saw two big bumps on her forehead, and bit her lip hard in anger.

"Hahaha..." Zhao Wenjing slapped her thigh and burst into laughter, "Li Meihua, why have you grown horns?"

Upon hearing Zhao Wenjing's words, Geng Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Li Meihua glared at her, and Geng Yan quickly stopped laughing.

Shen Tang smiled slightly, put the letter she had written into an envelope, and placed it under her pillow.

She tilted her head and looked out the window.

What is Huo Xiuyuan doing now?

Xinjiang must have been quite chaotic back then, and it's hard to say whether there was any danger.

He only mentioned the good things in his letter, without mentioning at all how difficult it was.

Thousands of miles away, on the Gobi Desert at the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains, Huo Xiuyuan was lying in a thicket of reeds that was half a person tall.

The night wind blew in from the mountain pass, carrying sand and gravel that stung my face.

He turned up his collar and pulled his hat brim low, revealing only his eyes, which were fixed on the slowly moving dark shape in front of him.

Recently, wolves have been rampant, killing and injuring lambs, and even biting people.

Huo Xiuyuan brought a few men from the reconnaissance platoon to drive away the wolf pack.

The alpha wolf at the front slowly approached, and Huo Xiuyuan recognized it.

He had dealt with this wolf before. Last time, Huo Xiuyuan injured its hind leg, and he thought it would lead the pack away from this grassland.

Who knew that instead of leaving, it retaliated by injuring many lambs, and even a lone herder almost lost his life.

Huo Xiuyuan stared intently at the alpha wolf, his right index finger resting on the trigger.

The alpha wolf lay prone on the ground, its green eyes flashing as if it had sensed danger, and stopped there.

Instead of retreating, it lowered its forelimbs, gathered strength in its hind legs, and emitted a low rolling sound from its throat.

Suddenly, the entire wolf pack shot towards them like arrows.

"Commander, they're charging!" The soldier beside me said, his voice trembling.

The tall reeds concealed the wolf's figure.

Huo Xiuyuan suddenly stood up, raising his gun and pulling the trigger. The bullet flew out, grazing the alpha wolf's ear tip and landing in the sand behind him.

The alpha wolf didn't dodge; instead, it took a step forward, pushed off with its hind legs, and pounced on Huo Xiuyuan.

Huo Xiuyuan dodged to the side, but didn't have time to aim his gun again.

He loosened his grip on the gun sling and simultaneously pulled out the dagger strapped to the outside of his calf.

He couldn't retreat; facing a wolf charging at him, retreating meant certain death.

The alpha wolf leaped high and pounced on Huo Xiuyuan's chest. Huo Xiuyuan bent back and slashed out with his dagger.

The blade sliced ​​into the wolf's belly, and he continued to push forward, his wrist flipping outward, pulling the blade horizontally.

The wolf's body crashed heavily beside him. It howled a few times, struggled to its feet, and then collapsed again.

Blood was everywhere, and it kicked its limbs twice on the sand, making rough panting sounds.

It seemed to have used all its strength to let out a "whoosh—" towards the sky.

The remaining wolves that were attacking stopped, turned around, and ran away.

Huo Xiuyuan stood there watching it until it stopped moving completely.

Huo Xiuyuan sighed softly, "Bury it."

"Yes," the soldier behind him replied.

Huo Xiuyuan gazed at the distant sky. He too hoped for peaceful coexistence between humanity and nature, but the army needed to start from scratch in the Gobi Desert, building new barracks and family quarters. The wolves had to be driven away.

Shen Tang suddenly woke up from her dream, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

She frowned and took a few deep breaths.

This dream felt so real; she dreamt that Huo Xiuyuan was almost pounced on by a wolf.

Is Huo Xiuyuan out of danger?

Shen Tang's mind was in turmoil, and she didn't sleep well all night.

When I woke up the next day, my head was still spinning.

She got out of bed, but before she could even stand up straight, everything went black, and she fainted.

"Shen Tang! What's wrong?"

Zhao Wenjing suddenly hugged her, her voice trembling with fright.