Mu Bo was wondering how to talk to these people who were going to the west. This is Xiao Er who came to add hot water and asked, "Does the guest officer want to take a ride to the west?" ”

Mu Silk nodded. "Do you want me to ask for you?" Xiao Er asked with a smile.

"I'm tired," Xiao Er said casually. After a while, a table of guests looked at her. Xiao Er bowed his head and talked to them. Then the guest at the table nodded.

Mu Bo looked at the table just now, a little hesitant in his heart, Xiao Er seemed to see a casual tone, "Guest officer, think for yourself, there are not many people going west now, and it would be good to meet one." Just go with more money. Mu Bo finally agreed.

Mu Bo found that this should be regarded as a caravan, and the consignment of goods was still a lot of 4 girls made in her carriage. All of them are delicate. It's just that their expressions are very weird. It stands to reason. Such a girl of about the same age should be able to talk about relieving boredom together.

But they all seem to be concerned only with their own business. The carriage traveled for half a day. The further west you go, the fewer people there are. The wooden silk lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out. There were two horsemen on horseback guarding their carriage. Mu Silk vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Looking closely, some of these girls seem to have bruises on their wrists. She suddenly understood. She's met a human trafficker. If she escapes here, it is estimated that she will not be able to reach the border of the Western Regions by the end of the year. It seems that it can only give it a go. I followed them to the Western Regions first, trying to find a way to escape. Now I can only play stupid.

It was getting dark, and the caravan camped on the spot. Mu Bo got out of the carriage with the other girls. Sit by the fire that the caravan has already lit. A man in his 40s wore a jacket and handed out some steamed buns to each of them. The girls ate in silence. The wooden silk also tries to pretend that it doesn't know anything.

"How many days will it take to get to the Western Regions?" Mu Silk asked a man with bunched hair in a purple and black regular robe and a fur and black cloak.

The man looked at the sky and said, "It will take about half a month, and there may be rain and snow in the future." The man looked at the wooden silk and said, "What is the important thing for this brother to disguise himself and go to the west?" Forgive me for talking too much. Where is there a lot of war~ We are just near the Western Regions! Don't go into the capital"

"Something important. Just do it nearby. "Mu Silk didn't dare to say more, for fear of saying too many bad things. After a while, the girls returned to the carriage. The 40-year-old man brought a second quilt. Several of them were covered together. After all, this weather. Even though there was a fire outside, it was still cold. But this group of people is still kind. The fire was not extinguished overnight.

Fortunately, Mu Bo took medicine and felt a lot better when he vomited. So many people huddled together. The wooden silk can only be applied to the plum hairpin in the arms with your hands in the quilt. I camped in the field for a few days. Today's weather is snowing lightly, and Mu Bo also knows that the person he asked that night is the leader.

Everyone called him the young master. Just listening to this title, I thought it was a big shot. But it is true that human trafficking is done. Mu Bo scolded this group hundreds of times in his heart. It's not dark yet. Han Yu stopped the convoy next time. Not far from there is a dilapidated and deserted house.

It is estimated that it was a family that was tragically destroyed during the war. It's not far from the Western Regions. Mu Bo looked around carefully. It seems that the caravan is here. It seems that there are only five girls with her. I think there were more than 20 Yapo in the area. Could it be her misunderstanding? Are these people really merchants?

But she had never spoken to these girls once, and occasionally she said a word. Some ignore it. Some had frightened expressions. Looking at the crowd around the fire, the men all look very kind

Mu Silk is a thinker with his head down. If it's the former, she'll have to be prepared to run away in the near future. If not, she would have gotten to the location and got off. Mu Silk pulled the clothes on his body tighter. You can't get sick.

At this moment, Han Di took off his cloak and draped it over the wooden silk. Mu Silk looked up. Although Han Yan does not have Zhang Chenyi's gentleness and elegance, he does not have Xiao Junmo's romantic ridicule. But it's magnificent.

Mu Bo whispered thank you. She didn't let her guard down because of that. Outside the house, the rain and snow were mixed in the hazy air. The snow fell deeply. It's like there's a love that is hard to vent. And this rain accompanied by snow was as turbulent as the sea. It seems to be trying to drown in a qiē.

Mu Bo felt a little panicked in his heart. It's unspeakably uncomfortable. The eyelids also beat extremely fast. Mu Silk was completely sleepy by the sudden fear. In the silence of the night. Rain and snow soon covered the wilderness.

The next day, the rain and snow stopped. Everyone packed up and prepared to go. Mu Silk wanted to return the cloak.

"Wear it, it's colder when the snow melts"

The wooden silk is also obediently put on, or the body is important. The carriage was moving more slowly. Fortunately, the snow on the road is not thick. As far as the eye can see, some houses can already be seen. It seems that the Western Regions are almost here.

Mu Bo really can't know the true identity of these people, but he is getting closer and closer to the Western Regions, I don't know if it's because of the weather, or because there is no grass here, and there are no creatures, driving along the west, I only see endless desolation.

When it was just getting dark, the caravan stopped in a small village, perhaps near the Western Regions, where the villagers were also implicated. Although the houses were not damaged too much, judging from the middle avenue, it should have been a busy street in the past.

At this time, it was deserted. Some of the badly wounded people lay on the side of the street and groaned. Missing arms and legs are even more common. A mother with a disheveled hair and tattered clothes stained with blood. The eyes full of pain looked directly at them. Holding a 10-year-old in his arms. He didn't look much better than his mother.

Chill commanded his men. Remove the goods from the car. One by one, large boxes were carried down. After opening, since it is some winter cotton clothes and some dry food. At this time, a tall man about 20~30 years old came down from another carriage. Wearing an ice blue fur and a black gold silk waistband.

The ice-blue headband fluttered in the wind. The smile was a bit of a prodigal son. He wore the same cloak as the Chill, and his hands were tucked into large wide-brimmed sleeves. I glanced at her when I passed by the wooden silk. Mu Silk was strange that it was the first time he had seen this person. Did he not notice, or did he not get off the carriage again and again?

"Chill, you brought me all the way away?" The man asked displeasedly

"Mu Xuan, don't make trouble, take a look at their injuries"

Mu Xuanxing raised his eyes and said, "If the wound is bleeding, give them some medicine in the first box and bandage it." If there is no bleeding, open the medicine bag in the second box, and boil three bowls into a bowl of water for them to take. Special treatment with special circumstances"

Mu Bo's eyes widened, this is how high the medical skills are, and he can prescribe medicine like this without taking the pulse to diagnose it. Han Yan commanded his hands to do it. One is the truth.

"Can you put away this ugly picture of yours?"

Mu Bo glared at Mu Xuan a few times and cut a sentence. Mu Xuan puffed out his mouth childishly. Pretending to be cute at such an age? The disdain in Mu Bo's heart has increased a little.

"I said, girl, I didn't provoke you either, what do you mean by this expression?"

It didn't matter if the wooden silk with a "toothache" was seen through, she was a little dissatisfied with her dress.

"Toothache?" Mu Xuan raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself, and suddenly grabbed Mu Silk's wrist. Mu Bo was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Give you your pulse"

"Take the pulse? If you don't give them a good pulse, give me a normal person. Mu Bo pointed to the injured crowd on the ground.

"Most of their external injuries were caused by knives and guns. Serious injuries are also broken hands and legs. What do you want me to put in the pulse? Just give them some symptomatic medicine. But you're not the same, special people are treated specially. Have you forgotten? Mu Silk was dumbfounded by him. I could only stare at him dryly.

"Don't stare at me, I'm good for you. You don't pay attention to yourself, so pay attention to the one in your stomach" Mu Xuan nodded at her stomach with his chin. Mu Bo nervously protected her stomach with her hands, this person only grabbed her hand just now and knew that she was pregnant?

"Look~ You're nervous, what can I do to you, hey, what does the girl have in her head now," he said as he walked in the direction of the cold and shouted the cold death.

Mu Xuan hugged Han Yan from behind and shouted that it was cold, and those who distributed the medicinal herbs didn't seem to see this scene. Mu Bo shook his head and sighed. Mu Bo stood on the street and looked left and right, and suddenly felt sick to his stomach. She covered her mouth and ran to the corner and retched for a while.

Then. Han Di came and took the girls to a relatively clean and tidy room. There was a charcoal fire burning inside, and it was warm. Mu Bo also took a few breaths. Mu Xuan also walked in. Look at the girls.

After giving them a pulse, he looked a little solemn and said to Han Yan, "Let's say goodbye here, I can only walk alone on the rest of the road." ”

"Can't I send you?"

"Driving a carriage? You want me to be scolded to death by that old man."

"But it's so cold. You're still so afraid of the cold. ”

"Okay, okay, it's not like you don't know, I'm just afraid of the cold, but I'm definitely not going to freeze to death. I'm a few days late, so I won't go back," Mu Xuan shook his shoulders as he spoke. Han Yan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, nodded and said, "Hou Wan, where the war has just subsided, be more careful when you pass by." I'll get you a good horse. ”

Houwan? Mu Bao's eyes lit up, and he said, "I'll go with you," Mu Xuan said.