After several days.
Li Wuyou has already arrived at Shiwan Mountain in Southern Xinjiang.
Southern Xinjiang basically doesn't have much connection with the Central Plains.
Except that they belong to the territory of the Great Zhou together.
Southern Xinjiang is further south of Jiangnan, between the South China Sea Islands and Jiangnan.
Located in a low-lying basin.
Surrounded by mountains on all sides, it is like a paradise isolated from the world.
And the people in the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang are not Han people.
Their lifestyles are also very different from those of the Central Plains people.
So, basically still in a closed space.
And the only way for them to communicate with the outside world is through some caravans.
Li Wuyou didn't know the specific location of the Witch Gu faction.
Therefore, after entering the scope of southern border, it fell from the sky and began to actively look for someone who could lead the way.
Someone had to take him to the inside of the witchcraft faction before it could be done.
Crash!
Li Wuyou walked aimlessly in the jungle.
The weather in southern Xinjiang is very different from that in the Central Plains. The air is humid, and in this season, it is extremely stuffy.
Even the jungle is limp.
And in this mountain forest, it is extremely rugged, and occasionally snakes, insects, rats and ants pass by.
It is very difficult for ordinary people to travel here.
However, Li Wuyou was not affected in any way.
With the strength of his eighth-rank master, he is basically walking on flat ground, and the weather will not affect him at all.
"There seems to be a team ahead."
In southern Xinjiang, there are few people, and most of the people are basically distributed in their respective tribes.
Their range of activities will not be too far.
Li Wuyou walked for two full days before finally meeting a team.
Moreover, his luck is not bad.
There are also Han people in this team, and it seems that they are not young.
There are dozens of carriages in the whole team, and all the carriages are loaded with heavy goods.
There were even soldiers guarding them with swords, bows and crossbows.
Li Wuyou looked at those bows and crossbows, as well as the armor on the soldiers, and felt that they should be troops from the imperial court.
Only people from the imperial court would dare to openly hold such a scale of armor.
"You have to find a way to get close to them."
Li Wuyou's eyes flickered.
In this barren mountain, if he appeared rashly, the other party would definitely be suspicious.
A suitable method must be found.
His eyes flickered for a while, and Li Wuyou thought of a way.
He secretly followed the court team for a while, and then basically deduced their direction of travel.
They came ahead of time on the only road ahead of them.
After that, he took out the sword again, and randomly cut a few cuts on his body.
He deliberately controlled the wound to heal slowly.
Make yourself look badly hurt.
Then, he lay on the side of the road.
Pretend to be unconscious.
Crash!
Crash!
After waiting for about half a quarter of an hour, the imperial court team slowly drove over from a distance.
"There's someone up ahead."
"Be careful!"
Several soldiers who opened the way ahead circled around one after another, surrounding Li Wuyou in the middle.
Someone stepped forward carefully to check his breath.
With Li Wuyou's current strength, it is quite easy to deceive an ordinary soldier.
Soon, the soldiers reported to the team,
"Mr. Liu!"
"It looks like he's from the Central Plains. He was seriously injured and passed out here."
The black carriage at the front stopped, and the curtain was lifted.
An old man with long beard was revealed.
He was dressed in a green shirt, very simple.
But between the eyebrows and eyes, there is a kind of dignity and arrogance that ordinary people rarely have.
This must be an unusual character.
"Is there any help?"
The old man stroked his long beard and asked in a low voice.
"His injuries are all skin trauma. It should be due to overwork and a little blood loss before he passed out. He can wake up with some food and water."
Soldiers have been walking in southern Xinjiang all year round, and they also have some experience.
"Then save it."
The old man waved his hand and said,
"They are all Han Chinese, so we can't just watch him die in this barren mountain."
"Mr. Liu is righteous!"
The soldier bowed his hands respectfully, then turned around, waved his hands to the soldiers surrounding Li Wuyou, and ordered,
"Rescue."
"yes!"
Afterwards, someone lifted the unconscious Li Wuyou and sent him to the back.
The convoy continued to drive forward slowly.
…
in the evening.
The convoy slowly stopped.
It was going to be night, and the jungle in southern Xinjiang was not easy to walk, so everyone had to camp to rest.
The person called Mr. Liu was in the middle of the camp.
He was firmly surrounded by the army.
It was almost watertight.
Not even mosquitoes can get in.
"The teacher of Zhennan Wang is also worthy of this lineup."
Li Wuyou still pretended to be unconscious, but Shenhun could see everything, and whispered to himself.
Come this way.
He has already secretly learned about the situation of this team.
The old man who saved himself.
It's called Liu Tianming.
He is the think tank of Zhennan Wangfu and the mentor of the contemporary Zhennan Wang.
It is said that he is the descendant of Guiguzi's lineage.
And this team came to southern border with such great fanfare, in order to do a shameful business.
There are a lot of daily necessities in the vehicle.
Including food and winter clothing.
There are even seeds, and some books by Nong Sang, etc.
They are all to support the development of the tribes in southern Xinjiang.
And what they want to exchange is the weapons secretly manufactured by Nanjiang.
Including bows and crossbows, swords, and even poisonous weapons that have been attached to the poison by the witches.
They were all used for the rebellion of King Zhennan.
According to reason.
Such a secret team, in order not to cause trouble, should not save themselves a stranger.
But Liu Tianming ordered someone to save him.
Somewhat strange.
But Li Wuyou knew through understanding some things that this matter was not strange.
The reason why Liu Tianming saved himself was not to save his life at all.
But for his own blood.
This Liu Tianming, who practiced the Kung Fu of the Guigu lineage, was injured when he was fighting for the secret possession of Guigu when he was young.
This injury followed him all his life.
It is necessary to absorb some human blood every once in a while.
to sustain life.
On the way, from Zhennan Palace to Nanjiang, Liu Tianming had secretly killed four accompanying soldiers.
Killing any further is likely to arouse suspicion.
It is also more troublesome.
Coincidentally, there was such a guy, and he took advantage of it by the way.
"My blood is not so useful."
Li Wuyou sneered slightly in his heart, and then opened his eyes pretending to be a little dazed.
"Where is this place?"
He rubbed his temples, then sat up.
With a little confusion in his eyes, he looked at the soldiers guarding him.
"you're awake?"
The few burly soldiers around turned their heads.
Someone said,
"We are the caravan of Zhennan Prince's Mansion. We saw you injured and unconscious on the way. Mr. Liu felt sorry for you and rescued you."
"Thank you, thank you so much..."
Li Wuyou also said.