I asked you to go hunting, and you ended up wearing a yellow robe?

"Is it all done?"

"Then why aren't you coming down right now?!"

A barrage of reprimands rang in his ears, and Qi Shan abruptly opened his eyes.

He found himself lying on top of a young and beautiful woman.

The woman was pretty and had a tall, voluptuous figure with long, snow-white legs.

"Where am I?"

"Haven't I already died in a foreign land?"

Qi Shan was stunned.

The memory remains of him charging into battle for his country.

"Aren't you going to come down yet?" The woman said impatiently when she saw Qi Shan staring blankly.

"Young lady, who are you?"

Upon hearing this, the woman stepped aside and slapped Qi Shan across the face.

The stinging sensation of the slap brought back countless memories!

He transmigrated to an era that had never existed in history before, a time of famine and war, where countless lives were lost. The woman's name was Zhou Xue, and she was the original owner's first wife.

"Qi Shan! You heartless bastard! You tormented me, and now you're turning your back on me? Is this how you treat me?"

Seeing Qi Shan turn his back on her, Zhou Xue finally lost her temper, grabbed the hairpin from the bedside, jumped off the bed, and ran towards Qi Shan.

However, Zhou Xue was a woman, and her strength was naturally no match for Qi Shan's.

Qi Shan moved extremely quickly, grabbing Zhou Xue's wrist and squeezing it hard, causing the hairpin to fall to the ground.

Zhou Xue's face was filled with despair, tears streaming down her face as she cried out in heart-wrenching sobs, "You bastard! What good will it do you even if you die? My two younger sisters still won't come back!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Shan was taken aback, his thoughts surging once more.

The original owner was a notorious good-for-nothing. Due to the war, the population was sparse, and the government distributed wives to poor men in the mountain villages and provided them with subsidies. However, the original owner not only gambled away all the subsidies, but also sold two wives and went to the casino.

As one might imagine, the original owner had no idea that the casino was setting him up, and unsurprisingly lost everything.

That's what provoked his first wife, Zhou Xue, to go so far as to kill herself with a string of needles.

Seeing that Qi Shan continued to stare blankly and showed no intention of replying, he shook his head with a wry smile: "I'm really boring. What's the point of talking to you about this? It's like telling you, you beast, will change you."

"Given the personalities of my two younger sisters, they would surely commit suicide if they were sold to a brothel. So why don't I go to the underworld first and take a trip with them?"

After saying that, Zhou Xue picked up the hairpin on the ground, looked at Qi Shan and sneered, "Your cotton-padded coat is in the closet. Second Sister has already mended it for you. Your ancestral hunting bow has also been almost repaired by Third Sister. The hot porridge in the bowl is still warm. You should drink it quickly."

After saying that, he turned and went into another room.

Qi Shan wanted to say something, but the words stuck in his throat.

He opened the cabinet, looked through the mended cotton-padded coat, and then glanced at the hunting bow hanging on the wall.

His wives treated him very well, often doing needlework to supplement the family income; otherwise, given the original owner's personality, he would have starved to death long ago.

The third wife often said that her husband, Feng Shen, was handsome and tall, and would definitely become a great hunter in the future. So she paid out of her own pocket to repair his hunting bow and tied a red ribbon close to her body to the bow so that the original owner would think of her when hunting.

Looking at the fluttering ribbons and the brand-new cotton-padded coat, Qi Shan felt a mix of emotions.

A strange sense of sadness welled up inside me; all three wives were good women.

The original owner was truly a beast!

No human being would do something so depraved!

Why not cherish his three virtuous and gentle wives instead of ruining his home like this?

Watching his first wife, Zhou Xue, leave, he knew it was too late to say anything now, and no matter how he tried to argue, she wouldn't listen.

Now that he's already transmigrated, he'll accept the three beautiful wives.

Fearing that Zhou Xue might do something rash, he hurried after her to another room, where he found her holding a fork with a blank stare, seemingly contemplating something.

He knew that if he didn't make a promise now, his first wife would definitely take her own life.

I got up and thought for a moment, then gently knocked on the door.

Zhou Xue was taken aback by his words, then glared at him coldly.

"Qi Shan, don't try to play dumb with me, I'm not buying it."

Seeing this, Qi Shan coughed lightly and said seriously, "Xue'er, trust me this once, I will bring back the second and third brothers intact."

Is this really true?

Zhou Xue unexpectedly stopped what she was doing and turned to look at Qi Shan.

"Since we three sisters married you, Qi Shan, have we ever done anything to wrong you?"

"Qi Shan! We've tolerated your philandering and seeing other women, but you absolutely shouldn't have gambled! You were completely fooled!"

"My sister and I came from a poor background. We thought that marrying you would bring us a stable life, but instead you sold us to a brothel. Qi Shan, I hate you!"

Zhou Xue became increasingly distressed as she spoke, and eventually choked up again.

"We so wish you could be a man and support our family in this chaotic world! Let us have a good home and someone to rely on."

"But what you've done has chilled us to the bone; you're acting like a beast!"

Zhou Xue vented all her resentment, tears streaming down her face.

Qi Shan thought to himself, it's good to vent my anger on what the original owner did, otherwise he would have tried to commit suicide again.

He stepped forward to wipe away his tears, but Zhou Xue pushed him away forcefully with both hands.

"Don't touch me! Stay away from me! The only mistake I, Zhou Xue, made in my life was marrying you!"

But as soon as Zhou Xue turned around, Qi Shan grabbed her and pulled her tightly into his arms.

"Xue'er, don't worry, I mean what I say," Qi Shan said firmly.

Before Zhou Xue could react, he walked to the stove, ladled out a bowl of hot rice, handed it to Zhou Xue, and turned to leave.

Zhou Xue stared blankly at the white porridge, then looked up at his back, momentarily lost in thought, unsure of what she was thinking.

Just as she was lost in thought, she heard a series of loud noises.

Zhou Xue turned her head in shock and looked through the crack in the door into another room.

In the room

Qi Shan stood tall with his chest out and his posture straight. He slowly opened his arms and drew his twenty-stone hunting bow to its full extent, his eyes blazing.

Let go!

The bowstring vibrated, producing a crisp sound!

He could easily draw a bow that most adult men couldn't pull to their full length.

What a strong and powerful body! Even in these chaotic and famine-stricken times, he remained robust, entirely thanks to his three wives who scrimped and saved to raise him to be strong.

In Zhou Xue's eyes, the bowstring that she couldn't even pull halfway was easily drawn by Qi Shan, and her eyes were full of shock.

After doing all this, he slung the bow and arrows behind his back, and then picked up the bow and arrows and the wood-chopping knife that his third wife had personally sharpened for him.

Since the start of the war, the imperial army has suffered heavy losses, and almost all adult men in the nearby villages have been forcibly conscripted into the battlefield.

Three or five lazy men, in order to avoid military service, seized a mountain and became outlaws.

This led to the gathering of many bandit dens.

With no other options, the government had no choice but to issue a reward notice.

In his previous life, he was a special forces king, proficient in countless killing techniques. Wiping out bandit dens was a piece of cake for him.

Suppressing bandits?

That's his specialty!

He only had one day left, so he had to act quickly!