"Boss, this is not good, the origin of those two people is unknown!"
The thin man, holding a white paper fan in his hand, quietly glanced at the carriage behind him, and whispered in the ear of the leader of the convoy, "You don't need to climb to such a high place to avoid the wolves, in the woods. There is no fresh wolf dung, obviously lying!"
"Idiot, can you climb such a tall tree? Can you step on a few branches at will to get down easily?"
"Well, if there's a rope..."
"Did you see the rope?" The leader of Scar tapped the thin man with a horse whip. "If they really have evil intentions, even if we leave directly, they won't be able to keep up? I can't see through it for so many years!"
The thin man touched his forehead and said, "Look at those two people who are dressed in unusual clothes, wearing white clothes. The cloth head is probably woven by the county government in the south. Good guy, at least this number per horse!"
Someone next to him whispered softly: "Really, that clothes are more expensive than our truckload of goods?"
"What do you know, the line is the best Suzhou and Hangzhou goods, and the cutting skills are not too bad. Don't these all cost money? Do you really think you can buy a carload of goods?" The thin man shook the paper fan nondescriptly. Bunting with a dagger at the waist, but insisting on pretending to be a dog-headed military advisor, he pretended to say deeply, "Boss, I think they are in big trouble! Maybe they are being hunted down!"
The conversation they thought was secret was clearly heard by the brothers in the broken carriage behind which was leaking from all directions.
Every time they said a word, Chen He moved uneasily. In the end, he had shrunk to the farthest corner from Shi Feng, with his head down and listless. At first, Chen He felt that his excuse was a bit far-fetched, but he could always fool around. Those lies were so clumsy that others could see not only that they were not telling the truth, but that they were in trouble to be tracked down.
Shi Feng smiled silently.
Chen He was even more guilty, hesitating to say something, his head was stroked by his senior brother.
The carriage was so broken that it could only squeeze three people in. Even if Chen He shrank to the edge, Shi Feng could easily pull him back as soon as he stretched out his hand.
His slender fingers held Chen He's left hand and wrote leisurely in his palm.
"Don't underestimate ordinary people?" Chen He raised his head.
Shi Feng nodded.
All things between heaven and earth are Tao, and cultivators can comprehend Tao from swimming fish and birds, but how can they despise the wisdom of people in the mundane world.
Shi Feng didn't want Chen He to become the kind of arrogant and indifferent cultivator who regarded mortals as ants. Such a self-cultivator first forgets that he is a human being, and even wants to become an immortal without even being a human being
Chen He tilted his head and thought for a while, and continued to eavesdrop on the voices outside.
"Second master, you said they were being hunted down?"
"What is the second master, you want to call me a military division!"
The thin man shook his head and said, "They claim to be two brothers, and the young man is the one who decides what to do, but he always pays attention to the other one from time to time, as if he is asking for advice, so I can assure you that the two of them are really good at talking. Another one!"
Chen He snorted.
certainly not! His brother didn't speak at all! ! Where does "speaking well" come from
Seeing Chen He's resentment, Shi Feng slapped his junior brother's forehead in a funny way.
"...The most important thing is that, with a pair of tricks of Huang, I can't tell what material the clothes are on. These two people's kung fu may reach the realm of transformation, just like those eyes in Daxueshan grow to the top of their heads. The guy who is willing to talk to us and even get on our carriage, is this not intentional to hide his whereabouts?"
Chen He showed a thoughtful look.
In the end, even the leader of the team lowered his voice and said, "I didn't smell blood, but judging from the young man's cautious and always trying to help his brother, the other person was only afraid of being injured. There is trouble, but I think they are just lost, or waiting for someone, otherwise, even if they crouch on a tree, it is impossible for us to find the trail, unlike people who are afraid to avoid the pursuit."
"The leader is wise."
"Hmph, if it's really troublesome, how can I be nosy! I'll take you on this road, everyone's wealth and life are on me, wandering around in the world, if anyone is trapped, we can help if we can, many friends There are many ways. If we can't turn our heads and leave, don't have any guilt and scruples!"
"Yes!" The military advisor Huang Shouzi was convincing and nodded, holding his fan.
Chen He in the carriage was also a little dazed. He didn't expect that he was talking nonsense and took a ride on the road at will, but it turned out to be completely no secret in the eyes of others.
"Senior brother, what do they do?" Chen He approached Shi Feng and asked.
Shi Feng glanced at him and ignored him.
"I can't think of it. It was said that the dart guards didn't have a dart flag, and that the caravan was too fierce." Chen He thought hard.
As for the horse thief, it's even more different. In the wasteland outside the Chifeng Desert in the northwest, what exactly are such a group of people from the Central Plains with a strong atmosphere of rivers and lakes
"Brother!"
Shi Feng had no choice but to write a word on Chen He's palm.
"Salt?"
Chen He was stunned for a moment and then suddenly realized that it was a private salt dealer!
The Mobei is barren and the northwest is poor. Salt, iron and tea have to be transported out through the customs. Even if Beidi surrenders to the Central Plains, the number of border trade is still limited every year. The war broke out last year, and this gap was filled with human lives.
Selling illicit salt is indeed a good deal with great profits!
It is also a job that carries its head. Sandstorms on the wasteland, horse thieves, wolves, and even the reversal of trading tribes may cause them to be buried forever.
Chen He stretched his head out the window to look at the people who were riding horses and driving cars, holding skins and spirits, and joking and laughing in vulgar slang from time to time.
"leader…"
Huang Shouzi turned his head to see Chen He, and couldn't help but go over and mutter: "Boss, what do you think they look like, why are they covering their faces?"
- In the end, Shi Feng didn't put on the mask that his younger brother kindly cut for him, but just put a blindfold on himself, making them think that the two had hats on their heads.
"If they are really in trouble, it's for our sake that they don't let us know what they look like." The leader said indifferently, the ugly scar on his face shrugged, and he picked up the horsewhip and made a hollow sound.
"Brothers, pay attention to the goods and check the axles! It's an old rule, sleep directly in the car, and don't drink too much alcohol. You can already see other caravans in the distance. In three hours, we will arrive at Cangshi Town. Wake me up!"
As soon as he spoke, the leader started a series of assignments, who was watching the night, who was watching the kitchen to cook, who was watching the feed for the horses, and Ling Ling always couldn't say enough.
Chen He heard the sound and looked into the distance. Sure enough, there were faint traces of the horse team in the wind and sand.
- The leader of the salt dealer didn't order his subordinates after arriving in the town, probably to prevent others from hearing it.
Chen He thought silently, and sure enough, even with the secret method of empowerment from his senior brother, he still has a lot of things he doesn't understand.
When retracting the carriage, he saw that Shi Feng had closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. Chen He also sat cross-legged obediently.
He dared not sleep.
Chen He has no more jade balls. If he wants to remember today's events, he must not be able to sleep.
Heiyuangu is like a paradise. Chen He is used to using meditation instead of sleeping every day, which is relaxed and comfortable, but now that his brother is seriously injured by his inner demon, Chen He feels that he must learn to be on his own.
It shouldn't be a problem for a cultivator to stay awake for a few days, but Chen He just didn't try it.
- Wait until you leave this team of smugglers and find a safe place to rest.
The chariots and horses roamed, and as the twilight fell, the noise outside gradually increased.
There was the sound of the horses neighing in the convoy, and the voices of other caravans not far away. Someone was shouting anxiously: "What's going on? What are you doing in front of you? It's going to get dark, and the wolves are not Vegetarian!"
Chen He's brows moved, and he concentrated his energy.
He didn't disturb Shi Feng, who was still adjusting his breath, and silently probed out to take a look.
Sure enough, there were many convoys crowded together, the night was going to sink, and people all lit torches. Not only people, but even the horses were restless and restless.
"The leader seems to be the bull noses of the Daxue Mountain." The strategist Huang Shouzi came back in a hurry, looking nervous, "Blocking the road leading to Cangshi Town, it's like losing something, everyone is holding a compass Investigate there. What a hell, in Cangshi Town, aside from burning knives, there are only women who are so ugly that I don’t even want to see them, what are those stinking Taoist priests doing here?”
"Shut up!" The leader glared at him fiercely.
It is said that the people living on the Daxue Mountain are all immortals. Regardless of whether the rumors are true or false, there is no imperial garrison within a thousand miles of the snow mountain, and it is a fact that the people from the northwest dare not venture in.
"This Taoist priest, there are patients in our motorcade who were bitten by wolves. They are in urgent need of treatment. See if you can—"
"Yeah, people and horses have been tired for a day, and there is only such a place to rest after traveling a hundred miles."
A few Taoists in green robes, no matter how hard they begged, they were unmoved. Chen He glanced at the dust on their shoes.
Climbing into the void, cultivators in the Nascent Soul period!
Chen He's eyes narrowed and he quickly turned his head.
However, the peeping just now had caught the attention of a Taoist, who immediately looked here, seemingly motionless, and suddenly appeared beside the carriage.
"Ah!" The thin military division frightened the fan.
Taoist Tsing Yi held a whisk in hand and wore a three-purity crown on his head, his eyes were like ice: "Why do you send the juniors, you haven't registered your name yet!"
Chen He raised his palm quietly. Although he was two realms away from this person, he didn't feel scared at all. Chen He himself has secretly thought many times in his heart, how to seek revenge for those old and immortal apprentices in the valley, how could it be possible to scare him in the Nascent Soul stage
Suddenly, a hand pressed against him, and Shi Feng opened his eyes at an unknown time.
Brother? Chen He asked silently and worriedly.
"Junior, you haven't even heard of Daxueshan Qiankun Temple?" The Taoist fluttered the dust contemptuously, and the curtain in front of the carriage immediately flew up.
The Taoist was slightly startled, because with the strength he used, the carriage should have fallen apart and turned into fly ash.
Everyone was quietly watching this side, only to see the curtain raised, a man in a crimson robe with sleeves hanging down from his knees, clearly visible long five fingers, black hair scattered on the red clothes like lacquer.
Before he could see his face clearly, he was swept away by those pair of implicitly glaring eyes, and everyone suddenly felt like cold water, and their whole bodies were stiff and unable to move.
When the curtain fell back, they felt the neighing of the horses around them, the sizzling sound of the hot air and the burning of the torches.
Others didn't see Shi Feng's appearance, Taoist Tsing Yi was an exception, but he was not much better, and immediately shook his head deeply and bowed his head: "I don't know if senior is here, how rude, please forgive me."
Chen He:…
The author has something to say: Xiao Chen, you don't know, your brother doesn't need to talk, his face is very easy to use╮(╯_╰)╭