After a quick look at the stone steward, Zhao Ting withdrew his gaze and followed the caravan to the carriage that had already been prepared for him.

Although the escort fee of this Fuyun caravan is very expensive, the service is really considerate. not only prepared a carriage for Zhao Ting, but also equipped him with a chauffeur to drive.

Looking at the coachman's stout physique and the abundant qi and blood that far exceed ordinary people, it is obvious that although this person is much worse than the stone steward of Fang Cai, he is also a practitioner.

Zhao Ting was looking at the driver who was driving, but Zhao Si on the side seemed to be a little aggrieved, and said in a low voice: "Master, this coachman has it, what is the villain doing?"

Zhao Ting was a little amused when he heard this, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "What's the matter, aren't you happy that you don't have to work?"

"I'm not happy," Zhao Si nodded with a drooping face, "It's always been the villain's job to drive for you, and now the villain's job has been lost, how can you be happy? ”

"Hahaha......" Zhao Ting didn't speak, but the Lian family coachman sitting on the wheel had already raised his head and laughed, for a moment, he stopped laughing, pointed at Zhao Si and said: "You dog slave is interesting, you are afraid that I will snatch your "coachman" job with a knife?"

"Are you worthy?"

“......”

After a pause, the self-proclaimed "Crazy Knife Li Crazy" coachman had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "If it were usual, seeing that you are so worried about your job, I will give you the position of this "driver", but not this time! Hehe...... Looking at your timid and powerless appearance, if you are allowed to drive and encounter an emergency, I am afraid that you will be the first to mess up and disrupt the deployment of our leader, and at that time, I am afraid that I will not escape the blame for all deaths......"

Li Yan seemed to be in a good mood and wanted to say something, but there was already a heavy coughing sound next to the carriage behind him.

Hearing this cough, Li Luo seemed to realize something, and lowered his head stupidly to say no more.

"Okay, Si'er, don't make trouble for others," Zhao Ting's tone was a little heavier, implying a reprimand, "You can sit in the carriage with me." ”

"Yes!"

Just as Zhao Si helped Zhao Ting into the carriage, and then wanted to sit in it, his sleeve was suddenly pulled.

"Hey, you, get in the car over there. ”

Zhao Si turned his head and looked, and his face suddenly darkened.

It's Wang Junwei.

Wang Junwei saw his very unhappy expression, and suddenly became angry, pointed at him and scolded: "What kind of expression do you have? Why, do you still want to beat me?"

"I ...... The villain doesn't dare!" Zhao Si said aggrievedly.

Wang Junwei snorted coldly and reprimanded: "Then you don't get out of here, get out of the way, go over there, I want to catch up with my cousin." ”

Saying that, he ignored Zhao Si and went straight into the carriage along the steps of the carriage.

"Hehe, cousin, I'm here," Wang Junwei sat opposite Zhao Ting with a bent over, "This trip to Jiangzhou is high and the mountains and rivers are far away, and the road is long, so let my brother spend every cold night with you." ”

“......”

Seeing him so cheeky, Zhao Ting closed his eyes helplessly, and said, "I want to meditate and practice, before I open my eyes, don't disturb me quietly, otherwise it will cause the breath in my body to be disordered and go crazy." ”

"Hey, cousin, don't be in a hurry to meditate yet," Wang Junwei hurriedly grabbed Zhao Ting's arm and dissuaded, "You answer your brother first, is your brother's "timing" coming now?"

Zhao Ting closed his eyes tightly, his body did not move at all, and he entered the mode of playing dead.

"Cousin. ”

"Cousin!"

After waving his arms twice in front of Zhao Ting's eyes, Wang Junwei also knew that he didn't want to pay attention to himself, so he sat back stupidly, picked up a book in the carriage and read it boringly.

""Strange Demons", eh, cousin, are you also reading this book?" Seeing the name on the book, Wang Junwei was immediately a little excited, "I thought that all the demons and monsters recorded in this book were all absurd and weird." ”

"Cousin, isn't it? Isn't it ......?"

Zhao Ting opened his eyes suddenly, a trace of extremely sharp and cold purple flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "Shut up!"

"I ......"

Looking at Zhao Ting's cold eyes that were not human, Wang Junwei was suddenly frightened and shivered, but he closed his mouth and honestly looked at the book in his hand, and didn't dare to speak anymore.

There was silence in the carriage.

It didn't take long for the carriage procession of the Fortune Caravan to blow the trumpet, and the whole long convoy was heading south along the official road in an orderly manner, unhurriedly.

......

......

Five days later.

Evening.

The boundary of Danshan County, Cangzhou.

A line of carriages lined up like a long snake formation is slowly driving between the Danshan Grand Canyon, tired birds return to their nests, the sunset dyes half of the sky, all the beauty is like a picture scroll, people can't bear to look away.

The name of the Fuyun caravan is still very loud, and in the past five days, except for being stationed in the mountains and forests at night, and occasionally being attacked by fierce beasts, snakes and insects that do not have long eyes, Zhao Ting and the others have not encountered any setbacks.

Even in the territory that he walked through yesterday, Qingshui County, which is known for its green forest bandits, no one dared to provoke and intercept the Fuyun caravan.

As for those beasts that don't have long eyes, such as a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes behind Fu Fengpo three days ago. Zhao Ting saw with his own eyes that the tiger wanted to run, but he didn't run past the "stone steward", he caught up from behind, and split his waist in half with a knife, and the one who died was miserable!

This also gave him a new understanding of the combat effectiveness of the stone steward, as well as the martial arts of mortals.

Just as Zhao Ting looked up at the sunset outside the car window, Wang Junwei opened his eyes in a daze from the soft collapse in the carriage.

"Cousin, where have you been?"

Zhao Ting turned his head to look at him: "Woke up, I just entered the boundary of Cangzhou, and now I have arrived in Danshan County." ”

"Oh......" Wang Junwei tilted his head and lay down again, "Then it will take a few days to get to Yanzhou." ”

"yes. ”

The two brothers chatted without saying a word, and the sky gradually darkened.

The high-pitched voice of the stone steward came from outside the car window: "Speed up and get out of the "first line of sky" in front of you." ”

With his command, the sound of the wheels rolling gradually became louder, and it was clear that the speed of the convoy had increased a lot compared to the original, well, a lot more bumpy than before.

"Oops, hey, I'm dead," Wang Junwei, who was originally lying lazily on the couch, frowned at this time, and sat up with his waist propped up, "The material of this leather cushion is too poor, it is not soft at all, even if there is no snow fox skin, tiger skin should be used to ......"

"Shut up!"

Wang Junwei was sighing and complaining, but Zhao Ting in the carriage had already interrupted him coldly by spitting out two words, and his tone was impatient.

Hearing Zhao Ting's indifferent tone, Wang Junwei suddenly didn't dare to say anything more and looked at him.

I saw that he had closed his eyes tightly at some point, and his face was tense, as if he was listening to something intently.

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