Nearly a hundred beast oil torches suddenly lit up, illuminating a large space in front of Wu Tie.

The five escorts surrounded each other in a fan shape, and they were also secretly wary of each other, looking tense.

Shi Fei jumped down from the limestone lizard, and without armor, he shook his fat body, and walked towards the stout man who looked like the leaders of the five escorts with a smile on his face.

Perhaps it was the fat man's natural affinity, Shi Fei's white and tender round face with a bright smile, and several guard leaders muttered in a low voice I don't know what, a big man with a bearded face waved his hand vigorously, and scolded and led people to withdraw to the station.

The other four teams also retreated, leaving only a few shrewd-looking wizened old men to communicate with Shi Fei.

After a long while, Shi Fei ran back with the fat all over his body, and took Wu Tie and a few people to the station of a team.

It was a clearing with a diameter of five or six hundred meters, surrounded by seven or eight thick stone pillars. Several nezumi scouts climbed on the stone pillars, and were curiously poking out half of their heads, looking down at Wu Tie and the others who had walked into the camp.

Inside the camp, hundreds of four-wheeled vans formed a circle and were strung together with strong ropes. A bonfire was lit in the circular array, and many old people, women and children gathered around the bonfire, whispering in a low voice.

Obviously, Wu Tie's reckless intrusion just now made these old people, women and children very frightened. There was still a hint of fear on the faces of many people, and many people didn't dare to look at Wu Tie and the others who walked into the car formation.

It's just that when they saw the beautiful and lovely witch sitting on Wu Tie's shoulder, and the hot and cold dew that was not very beautiful, but had a clean temperament and was as pleasing to the eye as a clear spring, the faces of these old people, women and children quickly calmed down, and some even smiled and nodded to Wu Tie and the others from afar.

A little girl who is completely harmless, a quiet girl who also looks like no threat, a thin and weak teenager who is about the same as a dwarf, a dead fat man who runs up and shakes the mountains, and a rat man with white hair who looks old......

How can such a combination be dangerous?

Wu Tie is tall and thin, nearly two meters tall, he is quite intimidating in height, but in terms of thickness, his body is like a steel gun, to put it bluntly, he is thin and tall, and his deterrent power is not as good as the two dwarven warriors in the team.

In the distant shadows, an old man's hoarse voice came: "This doll, what has to be hungry since childhood, how can you lose weight like this!"

The corners of Wu Tie's mouth twitched, as if he hadn't heard some whispers.

"Wu Tie, this wandering troupe, they are also going to the Great Dragon Domain. The Great Dragon Domain, in this vicinity, is a very peaceful prison, much more stable than the territory of the Immortal Sect. Shi Fei habitually patted his big belly and said with a smile: "By the way, we are just on the way." ”

He proudly said to Wu Tie: "The people of this 'Floating Zero Troupe' are quite good, and they don't want my money, as long as we take on part of the guards, guards and manual labor, they can let us go with the troupe." ”

Wu Tie nodded and agreed with Shi Fei's decision.

There is still a long distance from here to the Great Dragon Domain, and according to Wu Tie's normal speed, it will take at least two or three months to walk. Such a long journey, if it was just a few of them, it would be too lonely.

More contact with people and more things are good for Wu Tie.

Although I was anxious to see Wu Jin, since I knew that Wu Jin was in Wa Valley, what else was there to be anxious about?

"Shrine maiden, come, let's barbecue and eat. Wu Tie smiled and patted the witch, untied a leather bag from the giant tarantula's back, and walked to the nearest bonfire with the animal skin bag.

The troupe members sitting by the campfire smiled and nodded to Wu Tie, and they gave up a piece of land around the campfire for Wu Tie and Lao Bai to sit down.

Wu Tie held the witch in his arms, and Lao Bai took out a few pieces of fresh snake meat with blood from the animal skin bag, skewered them with rattan, and set them up to smoke around the bonfire.

A rat-man who looked much older than Lao Bai, with half of his red hair lost and spots everywhere, turned his head sideways and greeted Lao Bai: "Brother, what are you doing here?"

Lao Bai replied to the red-haired rat man very warmly: "Old brother, we are going out to seek refuge with relatives." Hey, we're a little branch of a family, and now it's messing around and we're bleeding everywhere, we're ...... It's easy to escape. ”

The red-haired rat-man sighed and began to babble: "Yes, there are fights and killings everywhere. A few days ago, the Immortal Sect in the Aoki Domain went crazy, arresting people everywhere, killing people everywhere, and several good boys in our troupe disappeared. ”

Shaking his head, the red-haired ratman muttered, "I can only go to the Great Dragon Domain, I hope the Great Dragon Domain is a little more peaceful...... In this world, it's getting harder and harder. ”

Wu Tie didn't say a word, quietly listening to the communication between Lao Bai and the red-haired rat man.

After a while, Yan Hanlu and a few people settled their mounts, and also walked over and sat next to Wu Tie.

Shi Fei was very skillful, and easily made friends with the troupe next to the campfire, and a bad wine with animal skin made an old dwarf treat Shi Fei as his own brother. The two hooked shoulders and grunted nonsense, and Wu Tie gradually learned about the past of this troupe.

The Drifting Theater Troupe has been inherited for more than 200 years.

They have no fixed place to live, and they do not have a fixed territory of their own, and they have traveled from south to north under the leadership of successive troupe masters, relying on music, juggling, small dramas, and other means to make a living.

The Wandering Theatre Troupe, which is a very complex organization, cannot accurately delineate their state of existence.

There are some wandering troupes, they work part-time roles such as Qinglou, thieves, intelligence dealers, smuggling syndicates, mercenary killers, and so on.

And the successive directors of the Drifting Theater Troupe are still very disciplined, they only do some 'reasonable and legal' things, and they generally don't get involved in those dark and violent things.

This troupe is also very humane, they will try their best to support the elderly of the troupe, and try their best to raise the children of the troupe, so their survival is very difficult.

In this ghost world, it is remarkable that such a troupe of more than 2,000 people can be inherited for more than 200 years.

Wu Tie listened quietly, listening to every word and every word of these troupe members.

He listened to their past, their lives, and their current lives, such as the food that was getting more and more nervous, the medicine that was getting more and more nervous, and the supplies that were getting more and more intense.

The only thing I didn't hear was the vision of the future of these troupe members.

They never seem to have any hope for the future, the future is so far away for them that they don't even feel as to what will happen tomorrow.

The atmosphere of the whole troupe is like a 'living' person.

He's just alive.

Dying, lifeless.

Eating with his mouth open, drinking with his mouth open, eating and drinking Lazar, maintaining basic survival, nothing more.

In comparison, when they were in Wujia Stone Castle, those dwarf slaves in Wujia Stone Castle, they sometimes discussed their future life excitedly. Maybe one day you can eat a small piece of meat, maybe one day you can have two more dolls at home, maybe one day, Wu Zhan is merciful and can let everyone rest......

In the Floating Zero Troupe, Wu Tie did not feel this kind of hope, even if it was as thin as a mirror.

Wu Tie put his arms around the witch maiden and fed her the roasted snake meat little by little.

The snake's flesh was covered with fat, and the witch's little face and hands were still unstained, clean, snow-white and pink.

Beside another bonfire, a brisk voice suddenly sounded: "Hahaha, the night is long, it's rare for everyone to be so happy, let's perform a little trick for everyone." ”

Wu Tie looked back, and a young man who was thin and tall, with a yellow complexion, and was obviously a little malnourished, but his clothes were very gorgeous, and his style was incompatible with the clothes of Cangyan Domain, stood up.

He waved his hands deftly, and a group of children from the troupe stared blankly at him.

Between the waving hands, a little spark suddenly erupted, followed by a large spark spewing out continuously. Mars chase and frolic between the fingers of youth like living creatures.

Suddenly, countless sparks flashed, and a small mouse condensed by sparks appeared in the young man's hand.

The young man chuckled softly, and the little mouse ran merrily down his arm, running from his hand down his shoulder to the other, tumbling from that hand, and crawling briskly to the top of his head, igniting two strands of his pale yellow hair.

"Ahh

The little mouse was gone, and the young man's scalp was burned out of a bald piece the size of a teacup, and in the green smoke, the young man smiled sadly at a group of children between the ages of five or six and eleven or twelve.

The children laughed heartlessly, leaning forward and backward one by one, and it was evident that the young man's hair had been burned off, which was a very joyful thing for them.

"Hey, I missed it for a while. The young man shook his head and sighed: "Whether you believe it or not, my nickname is the Demon Chapter King, and I am a very powerful ancient mage......

"A mage who can't even get a fireball. Brother Mozhang, you are a mage who can't rub out fireballs. A thin, skinny little girl, a little skinny better than her skin, pointed at the young man and laughed.

The young man smiled awkwardly, and sat back on the ground with a 'hehe' smile.

Although embarrassed, he still held his head high very 'proudly' and defended loudly: "Who said that the ancient mage must rub the fireball......?

A group of children and young people laughed together.

The smell of barbecue on Wu Tie's side wafted over, and several children couldn't help but glance over here.

But they quickly turned their heads away, trying to control themselves from looking at Wu Tie and them.

Wu Tie looked at these children and was silent for a while, he suddenly remembered the little dwarf guys who were hungry and licking moss in the Wujia Stone Castle.

He hugged the witch and carried the huge animal skin bag containing at least two hundred catties of rock python meat, slowly walked to the young man's side, and gently placed the animal skin bag beside him.

"The trick is wonderful, Mr. Ancient Mage. Watching a trick show is a matter of course. Wu Tie said softly, "This is the fee I should pay." ”

The young man was stunned, a flash of disbelief in his pale blue eyes.

He looked at Wu Tie, and then at the huge animal skin bag, his lips moved, and an extremely bright smile quietly bloomed: "Thank you." ”

He looked at the shrine maiden and said softly, "This is your ......"

"Daddy!" the witch wrapped her arms around Wu Tie's neck.

The young man looked at Wu Tie's immature face in amazement, and he laughed dryly, "Your daughter, she also needs plenty of food. ”

"Hunting for food is not difficult for us. Wu Tie patted the young man on the shoulder and quietly retreated to the campfire.

The youth was silent for a moment, then smiled.

He stood up, straightened his right hand, and threw his graceful right hand to the left side of his body, bowed deeply, and saluted Wu Tie.

Wu Tie's pupils condensed slightly, well, in the knowledge inherited by Lao Tie, this was the court etiquette of some nobles in ancient times.

I really didn't expect that there would be such an ancient tradition preserved.

This young man, his origin is very interesting.

Wu Tie raised his right hand and gently touched his left chest.

The smell of barbecue wafted through the camp, and the children around the Demon King each took a small skewer of barbecue and carefully gnawed it with their teeth, reluctant to eat it just like that.

More barbecue meat was distributed to the old people and children in the troupe by the Demon Chapter King.

More than 200 catties of snake meat, everyone can only get a small piece, but everyone has a share.

Wu Tie quietly looked at the scene in front of him, and the feeling that this floating zero troupe gave him was not bad.

There is no void sun in the corridor, but a strict biological clock has been formed in everyone's body, and when the time for the void sun to be lit up, everyone walks from their sleep and begins to pack up.

A woman in a loose robe and a gray veil, surrounded by several guards, slowly walked in front of Wu Tie.

"Dear Mr. Wu Tie, you are a worthy guest. We hope you enjoy your trip with us. The woman's voice was soft and delicate, and she whispered, "You and your companions can walk in the middle of the line, which is the safest and most comfortable position. ”

Wu Tie bowed to the woman.

As the convoy moved forward, a few nezumi scouts had nibbled on a few pieces of roasted mushrooms, then spread their legs and ran to the front of the team to perform their duties.

The team slowly got on the road, and of the five teams that rested in this grotto last night, only one went to the Aoki Domain, and the other four teams were all rushing to the Great Dragon Domain.

The four teams set out half a quarter of an hour apart, several miles apart, and hurried forward without interfering with each other.

Wu Tie sat on the back of the giant tarantula, silently took out a few lava grasses and crumpled them into a ball, opened his mouth and swallowed them.