After forty days of travel, the caravan finally arrived at the Ghost Farm, but was brutally treated by its owner. Moreover, the injured Shen Liang was subsequently diagnosed with a severe concussion and is likely to lose his job.

However, what is even worse is that because of how to deal with the seriously injured Shen Liang, Bu Ye and several dart masters led by Kong Jian had another dispute.

"Shen Liang, it's not like you haven't seen this situation, how can he persist in the forty-day return journey to Zuoqiu City for medical treatment? Is making money more important to you than a human life? Kong Jian yelled at Bu Ye very unceremoniously.

Kong Jian's temper has also come up recently, and he has repeatedly quarreled with Bu Ye. He had even made it clear in private that after this mission, he would go to Teng Boli and ask for another caravan, and he didn't want to stay in Team Six. His statement also drove several other dart masters who were dissatisfied with Bu Ye, and they were ready to move.

But Bu Ye's reason this time seems to be sufficient: "The doctor also said just now that the conditions in the village are limited, and Shen Liang's injury is not too good for him, so he can only let him recuperate by himself." The sooner we return to Zuoqiu City, the sooner Shen Liang can be better healed!" It's really not good, we can send him back to the hospital in the sun to be hospitalized for surgery! ”

"You can also go up to the sun from the ghost farm!" Kong Jian still didn't give up.

"The exit from the ghost farm to the yang world is just a small village in the middle of nowhere, how can we explain the sudden appearance of our big gang of people?" Bu Ye continued to argue reasonably, "Also, it's still a big question whether the Ghost Farm will let us borrow their Yang Realm exit!" ”

Bu Ye's words are indeed very reasonable. Because of the incident of running a ghost slave, the owner of the ghost farm has a very bad attitude towards us, and it is good to be able to get the full amount of the honorarium, and I am afraid it will be very difficult to borrow his yang outlet!

But Kong Jian and others were concerned about it, and they still wanted to force Bu Ye to find the owner of the village to be accommodating. In the end, Bu Ye had no choice but to come up with a solution that was not a solution: voting!

"Usually you always think I'm overbearing and unreasonable! This time, I'll give you democracy! Bu Ye looked around solemnly and said word by word: "In addition to Shen Liang, there are eleven people here. One person, one vote, return to Zuoqiu City immediately or continue to stay here to discuss with the owner, everyone has to make a choice, and the minority obeys the majority! ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was a little surprised. This is not Bu Ye's consistent style, and it seems that he was indeed forced by Kong Jian and others to have no choice but to make this decision. But since Bu Ye said so, Kong Jian and the others also thought that most people would be on his side, so they agreed.

The voting was also conducted by secret ballot, with people writing the words "return" or "staying" on slips of paper and throwing them into a large bowl. In the end, everyone elected me to count the votes, because I have not expressed my position, and everyone should believe in me as a person.

Actually, I wrote the word "hui" myself, although I think there may be more "stay" at the end.

It's not that I don't care about Shen Liang's injury, but out of rational considerations. The attitude of the ghost farm towards us is too bad, and if we continue to stay here, we will definitely be blinded, and it is absolutely impossible to beg them to borrow the passage of the yang world. Instead of staying here and wasting time, it is better to go back early.

The result of the vote count is: six against five!

But this result was completely unexpected by me, and it also made Kong Jian and others speechless!

Kong Jianhe's total number of people who have expressed support for him is five. The six words "Hui" show that everyone else disagrees with their opinions, and all support Bu Ye's judgment. It seems that most people can still keep their senses.

Now that the voting results have come out, there is nothing to say. Bu Ye immediately decided to return to Zuoqiu City early the next morning, and went to find another master in charge of selling livestock in the village overnight and bought twenty ticks, which was also the return plan decided by Teng Boli before, so as to avoid returning empty-handed and without profit.

In addition to bringing bird meat to the livestock pen this time, Bu Ye also specially called me.

Bird Meat, who had worked in the cattle market for three years, had a good idea of how good or bad the animals were, so he went to pick twenty ticks that could be ridden by one person. Bu Ye leaned against the fence, but began to talk to me.

"You've done well this time." Bu Ye praised me as soon as he opened his mouth, which caught me off guard. I haven't seen anyone he praise!

"Although you have only been in the sixth team for less than half a year, you have made rapid progress." He continued to praise me, "I thought you wouldn't last three months with me and you'd cry and shout back to work as your cook." ”

I smiled wryly. It turns out that he praised me because he had low expectations for me!

I explained, "Although I used to be a chef, I have been able to endure hardships since I was a child, and I have also caught many ghosts with my master. So I can still adapt to the work of running a caravan. ”

"Hmm" Bu Ye nodded and continued: "This time, you were able to catch the nine ghost slaves back in time and avoid us from suffering a large fine, in fact, the whole team should thank you." ”

"It's nothing......." I scratched my head, and he was getting more and more embarrassed to praise him.

"You are very clever and popular, although you can't beat women with your bare hands, but you can play a good game with a short knife and a long and short stick. In addition, what you lack the most is probably experience. ”

"I ......"

Forget about praising me, why did he get involved in the mess of me being flattened by Liu Han again?

But what Bu Ye said is also true, so I have nothing to defend. He turned his head to me again and looked at me seriously, and said, "If you have the chance, I will let you exercise more." ”

"Listen to your arrangement, Buye." I replied sincerely.

"Alright, that's it, you get the idea." After Bu Ye said this, he stepped over the fence and walked towards the bird.

The bird meat has already picked twenty ticks as long as it is brought back, and it is waiting for Bu Ye to come and make a decision.

I got the praise of Bu Ye, and I always felt a little fluttering in my heart. Perhaps, Bu Ye is very strict on the surface and has a bad temper, but he is still quite objective in looking at people and doing things. He should belong to the kind of person who is particularly serious and serious in doing things, and as long as he thinks it is right, he will stick to his principles, even if he will be criticized by others for it.

Thinking about this, I can't help but feel relieved that I just cast the vote. As Bird Meat told me at the beginning: it's always right to follow Buye!

Early the next morning, the caravan set off again to return to Zuoqiu City, and it was an accelerated return. This time, the only "cargo" we need to transport is Shen Liang, and everyone has mounts.

Bu Ye tied the three big snails in a row, let them meet head and tail, and led them by himself. The other ten men each rode a tick and held one in their hands, taking turns riding them.

Lice are characterized by being fast and can jump very high, making them ideal for walking on rough terrain. But their disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the endurance is relatively poor, and they are not suitable for long-distance riding. Riding two ticks in rotation can solve this problem very well.

In this way, the speed of the entire caravan depends entirely on the speed of the three large snails in front of it. But this time, they had very little cargo on their backs, and it was much easier than usual to walk. In addition, we have deliberately reduced the time and frequency of rest on the road, according to Buye's estimate, the trip that originally took 40 days may now only take 27 or 8 days to complete.

Such a fast return speed also gave Kong Jian and others no reason to complain again. The goal of the big guys became the same, which was to return to Zuoqiu City as soon as possible, so that Shen Liang could be better healed.

Fourteen days later, halfway through the journey back, the caravan crossed a narrow stone bridge again. Under the bridge is a canyon that is hundreds of feet deep.

The stone bridge was not formed naturally, but was built on both sides of the canyon by man-cut a huge stalagmite for ease of travel. However, the stone bridge was very unstable, often breaking, and occasionally ghost bandits would take advantage of the dangerous terrain to ambush nearby and raid caravans.

We had passed through here when we came, and the experienced Buye, out of caution, divided the caravan into three parts to cross the bridge, and this time was no exception. He himself rode the first old snail and brought the other two big snails over to see if the other side was safe before signaling us. Then the large army in the middle of the group of nine people led eighteen ticks and followed them again, leaving Kong Jian alone to observe after he broke off. After all the people and animals in the middle had passed, Kong Jian rode two ticks through by himself.

This way of crossing the bridge protects the safety of the large army in the middle to the greatest extent and avoids being attacked when they are on the bridge. The most dangerous is Bu Ye himself, who passed through the head, and Kong Jian after the break. However, the caravan has always been carried by the two of them, and no one will say anything about it.

Bu Ye rode on the back of the old snail in the lead, and slowly and leisurely crossed the bridge with the two snails behind. The other side of the bridge is thirty meters away from us, so we can't see the situation over there. But soon, a large ghost fire ignited at the opposite bridgehead, which was a signal of safety: the large army could pass.

The bridge deck is relatively narrow, and the ticks are light, and they like to jump on the ground when they walk, which is not easy to restrict. It is not safe for the big guy to ride the tick past, so he can only walk down from the tick's back, one in each hand. Although the middle line was long, it also passed without a hitch.

Except for Kong Jian after the break, I was the last one in the army to pass. As I walked to the middle of the bridge, I felt the soles of my feet soften. I looked down, but the light was too dim to see why, there was nothing foreign there.

"Maybe I've been sitting on the back of a tick for too long, and my feet are numb and limp?" I thought to myself.