"The gods fight, and the people suffer!" This sentence is not false at all, there was a big war in the ancient style faction, and the people within thousands of miles around were so frightened that they couldn't sleep at night and couldn't sleep at night, and they fled with their families for fear of being implicated.

However, for those city lords, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they all secretly dispatch their troops, and when the Ancient Wind Sect is defeated, they will immediately send troops to attack Ancient Wind City and occupy this important place of commerce.

Wang Sanyi was dressed as a hunter, and soon encountered a large number of fleeing people, and integrated into it, but it was an excellent way to hide his identity.

"Thousand Temples City, ten taels of gold per person, is there anything you want to go to? Mercenary escort throughout the process, and there are three more positions. ”

"Eh, Qingfeng City, are you going? Five taels of gold per person. ”

"Recruit mercenaries, recruit mercenaries!"

"Team up to North Snow City, is there?"

“……”

The rumbling in my ears was just a little smaller, and at a three-way intersection not far ahead, there were all kinds of shouts, just like the train station during the Spring Festival, which was so noisy.

Tens of thousands of people gathered here, except for Wang San, all of them were mortals who were supporting the old and the young, each carrying a package, ready to flee.

At this time, the groom suddenly became the boss, not only saw the price of people, but also hired a lot of mercenaries to protect the safety of passengers along the way.

As for these so-called mercenaries, they are not real mercenaries, but some refugees who have no money to ride in a car, but have good martial arts.

There are very few people in the Earthquake Continent who don't know martial arts, and there are many benefits to choosing to be a mercenary, not only can you get a mount, but also save the travel fee, and you can get a reward, which is very attractive.

However, if you want to be a mercenary, it is not so easy, in addition to testing your martial arts, you also have to go into the mountains to hunt a fierce beast in order to obtain Tongguò.

Wang San definitely can't be a mercenary if he wants to, first of all, he doesn't know kung fu. Second, he didn't know how to ride a horse, so he had to hire a carriage.

But the cost of the carriage was too high, and the gold and silver of several storage bags were not enough for a single piece of gold. What's more, if you can't reveal the identity of the monk, it's really a bit difficult for a while.

The Yulan country that Mei Changyun mentioned is actually not a country, because there is no country at all in the Sumeru realm, and it has no king. There is only the lord of the city, but it is just a very large city.

This place is very far away from the country of Yulan, and it will take a month to take a carriage to Qingfeng City, and then you need to pass through several cities, and then take a two-month boat to arrive.

Just when Wang San was in a dilemma, a familiar voice suddenly came: "Is there still a Thousand Temple City, it's the last position, you have to go quickly, fifteen taels of gold, thirty mercenaries to guard." ”

"Why is the price going up again. Someone else just paid ten taels of gold a person, your heart is too dark, right? ”

"Humph! Lao Tzu just sat on the ground and started the price, what's the place? If you want to leave, you can pay for it, and if you don't have the money, you can get out of it as soon as possible. ”

The coachman's voice was very loud, and his arrogant and domineering tone attracted countless hateful eyes, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, because behind the coachman, there was a large group of guards.

Wang San walked over with a smile on his face and asked, "I don't have any money, can I take a ride?" ”

"There's no money to take your mother......" the coachman scolded halfway. Suddenly turned around suddenly, with a look of ecstasy in his eyes, and shouted: "Brother Wang, you are not ......"

"Haha. Brother Yang, let's meet again. Wang San didn't wait for Yang Daoyuan to finish speaking, he suddenly hugged him and secretly said: "Don't let people know that I am a monk, call me Wang Hu." ”

Yang Daoyuan frowned after hearing this, and asked, "Why?" ”

"Don't ask so much. Get me on your way first. ”

"Good! Brother Wang, wait a minute. ”

After Yang Daoyuan finished speaking, he turned around and walked to his carriage, drove all the passengers down, and returned the deposit one by one, which immediately caused a curse.

Wang San did not stop this, because he really wanted to have a carriage alone, so that it would not only be convenient on the way, but also take the opportunity to practice.

At such a time, monopolizing a car, and not having to pay for it, immediately aroused all kinds of suspicions, and many mercenaries were even willing to escort them for free.

One of them seemed to be very familiar with Yang Daoyuan, and quietly asked, "Brother Yang, what is the identity of this person, how can you ......?"

"Don't ask so much, just follow if you want, talk less and do more things on the road, understand?" Between Wang San's orders, Yang Daoyuan was reluctant to talk more.

But just as Yang Daoyuan was handling the trivial matters and was about to ask Wang San to get on the car, a young man in his early twenties suddenly walked out of the crowd and said loudly to Yang Daoyuan: "Mafu, I have covered this carriage." ”

The young man was dressed in a yellow short coat, his appearance was ordinary, and he didn't look like a rich kid, but the storage bag on his waist was very eye-catching, and he was actually a monk.

In the eyes of others, Yang Daoyuan is afraid that he will not agree at this time, after all, in the eyes of mortals, monks are equivalent to immortals, no matter whether they are high or low in cultivation, no one generally dares to provoke them.

As for Wang San, although everyone was suspicious, it was obviously still a big step behind the identity of the monk directly revealed by the young man.

But what is surprising is that Yang Daoyuan did not agree, but was very indifferent to the young man: "I'm sorry, this car has already been packed." ”

"Who?" The young man's eyes were murderous, he glanced around the crowd, and when he saw that there were no other monks, his face was suddenly frosty, and he walked towards Yang Daoyuan step by step.

Wang San originally didn't want to expose the identity of the monk, but in this situation, it seemed that he couldn't keep a low profile, so he had to stand up: "I'm the one who chartered this carriage, can't you grab it if you want to?" ”

The young man was stunned, turned his head to look at Wang San, swept the qi technique, and after finding that Wang San's cultivation was actually two levels higher than him, he immediately smiled and said: "Hehe, don't misunderstand, Daoist friends, I just want to teach this groom a lesson, and there is no malice towards Daoyou." ”

Wang San said coldly: "He is my friend!" ”

The young man's face changed slightly when he heard this, but he quickly returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Oh, I see, that's really sorry, and I hope that fellow Daoists don't blame it." ”

"Humph!"

Wang San snorted coldly, and walked directly to the carriage, not paying too much attention to the young man, because this place is not far from the ancient style sect, and it is not close to it, if there is really a conflict with the other party, it is not a good thing.

Although the two monks did not move each other, the people around them were still frightened enough, and until Wang San got in the car and left, no one dared to speak loudly.

The young man looked at the carriage and went away, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he scolded in his heart: Damn, isn't it two stories taller than Lao Tzu? What's there to drag, what kind of shelf, fuck it. (To be continued.) )