Chapter Eighty-Three: Skinning
"We've been following them for an hour, and they haven't even rested once. ”
The two of them, who were hanging behind the caravan, were hiding in a shaded place to rest, and Tongtuo, who was carrying a gourd and pouring a mouthful of water, wiped his mouth with his big hand and said.
"This time, the He family is looking for veterans of running merchants, and it is normal to have such physical strength. Calculating the time, the reply from the adults is almost coming. Hmph" Tiezhu stood up and covered his eyes to look at the caravan, and suddenly looked back as if he had a feeling, "It's coming!
I saw a black dot flying towards them from far to near, and the speed of the black dot was very fast, and it had come to them in the blink of an eye.
The phonograph mosquito lightly fell on the palm of Tiezhu's hand that had already been stretched out, Tongtuo Tiezhu looked at the phonograph mosquito in his hand with bated breath, and after a while, the phonograph mosquito began to vibrate the transparent elytra, and the voice of the man in black sounded slowly, "The adult has a life, the plan continues to be implemented, and the other He family's Heavenly Destiny Master is likely to be a double cultivator of the pill formation......"
The voice of the man in black concisely told the general situation of Long Yuan to Tongtuo and Tiezhu, and at the end of the sentence, he instructed many times, for fear that these two would underestimate the enemy and end up with the same fate as Mei Niang.
At the end of the voice, the phonograph mosquito seemed to have been drained of its strength, collapsed in the palm of Tiezhu's hand, drooped its elytra, and died quietly in less than three breaths.
"I didn't expect this kid to be a formation Heavenly Destiny Master, it's a pity that he has such talent and wants to be the enemy of the organization. ”
Tongtuo touched his big bald head and said very regretfully, although his tone was full of regret, his expression was still happy.
"Geniuses without shelter are destined to die. Hmph"
The body of the phonograph mosquito was carefully put away, and Tie Zhu said in a deep voice with an expressionless face.
Tong Tuo, who took out the map from his arms, smiled and said to Tie Zhu: "Come, let's determine where to start." ”
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"Lao Zhang, what do you think is the most dangerous on the way from Beisha City to Liting City?"
Long Yuan hadn't sat in the carriage all morning, and he marched on foot like the other guards.
Except for Lao Zhang's little knowledge of Long Yuan's details, the other guards all had a different opinion of Long Yuan, you must know that they have walked for two hours under the scorching sun without a break in the middle, plus their footsteps, not to mention a half-sized child like Long Yuan, even a strong adult may not be able to bear it.
"There are two kinds of dangers of running merchants, I don't know which one the dragon butler is referring to?" Lao Zhang is worthy of being an old smoker, and this morning, his cigarette stick has never left his hand.
"Haha, Steward Dragon, I'll tell you about the internal danger!" one of the guards smiled heartily, then pointed to the goods and himself, "It's him and us." ”
"Just you talk a lot!" Lao Zhang glared back at the guard, then turned to Long Yuan and said, "The internal danger is roughly as he said." ”
"What about external dangers?"
Seeing Lao Zhang's scolding, Long Yuan understood that many of them were not being studied deeply, so he continued to ask.
"External dangers are nothing more than natural and man-made disasters. Lao Zhang shook his head with a smile and said, "I don't need to say more about natural disasters, what I am most afraid of in Beisha Province is sandstorms, especially the trade routes to the south, because of the proximity to the sandbar of the dead sea, so the probability of encountering sandstorms is very high." ”
"As for man-made disasters, then it's more~" Lao Zhang's old face that has been exposed to the wind and sun for many years has seven points of helplessness and three points of hatred, "In addition to the bandits who did the cutting of paths along the way, there are also killers sent by some enemies of the client, especially the latter who basically does not leave a living mouth when he encounters it." ”
Seeing Lao Zhang's appearance, Long Yuan knew that there must be a lot of stories in it, but now he didn't want to ask too much.
"You say bandits, but we've been out for more than a day, and we haven't met the bandits you mentioned, Lao Zhang!"
In Long Yuan's opinion, since Lao Zhang emphasized that killers prefer to take people's lives, the number of bandits who cut the path is likely to be too numerous, which is annoying, but he has not met a wave of bandits so far, which makes Long Yuan puzzled.
Steward Long said cautiously. Lao Zhang's expression became serious, and the cigarette stick in his mouth was also put down, "Those of us who run business guards are all making a living by putting our heads on our belts, and the happiest thing is to run a business route safely, where will we look forward to meeting bandits." ”
"You don't blame us people for being superstitious, this Beisha Province is a well-known evil spirit, sometimes it is really what is said and what, I really can't believe it. Lao Zhang took out the map as he spoke, pointed to the upper left corner of it, and said, "You see, although we have been walking for more than a day, in fact, we are not really under the jurisdiction of Beisha City. ”
Lao Zhang used his smoke to draw twice at the position pointed by his finger, with a strong smell of smoke: "This is where we are, and this is the boundary line under the jurisdiction of Beisha Province." ”
"I see. ”
Long Yuan secretly thought in his heart.
"Beisha City belongs to the capital city of Beisha Province, so the official encirclement and suppression of bandits have always been frequent out of shame, and there are many chivalrous warriors like Ding Daxia who are also sparing no effort to sweep up bandits, so bandits are not rampant in Beisha City. Lao Zhang continued to explain.
"Then according to Lao Zhang's words, are we about to encounter bandits?" Long Yuan said.
"Hmm. ”
"Then you think it's more likely that they are ambushing somewhere?" Long Yuan continued to ask.
"Here. ”
Lao Zhang did not hesitate to point it out on the map, and after Long Yuan looked at it, he found that this location was only about two miles away from their location, and with their footsteps, it would take about ten minutes to reach it.
"What's the difference here?"
Hearing Long Yuan's question, Lao Zhang pondered for a moment before he said: "Mainly because of the special geographical location here, the mountain roads here are rugged, the walls along the way are towering, easy to hide, and at the same time, there is only one trade route to the road, there is no way to detour, so this has become the only way for business travelers, and the bandits entrenched here also rely on this to rob the past business travelers." ”
The guards behind him also fell silent, apparently the place that Lao Zhang said had some bad memories for them.
Lao Zhang seemed to open the conversation, paused for a puff of cigarette and continued: "People like us who have been here all year round have been robbed more than ten or twenty times, so we jokingly call this place Peeling Gorge, which means that passing here is like peeling a layer of skin. But the only thing to be thankful for is that these bandits are different from killers, as long as they don't hurt people with money, as long as they obediently pay some tolls, these bandits will not be embarrassed by business travel. ”
Long Yuan looked at Lao Zhang silently, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that Lao Zhang had a trace of gratitude in it when he said this.