On the first day of the trip, Li Zhao vomited in the carriage and died.

Halfway through, Ruan Susu had delivered medicine once, which was said to be antiemetic, but Li Zhao drank it for a few hours and began to vomit again by climbing the car window. Chen Chengcheng on the side had never seen this kind of posture, and he wiped his tears vigorously, not knowing what to do.

By the third day, everyone had already thought of a way to think of it, and Li Zhao had almost reached a limit here. Xue Huai on the roof of the car really couldn't see it, so he took Ji Kang to the mountains to pick some wild fruits to chew on for her to try.

Ji Kang's legs and feet were fast, and he deviated from the trail and went to the mountains at a few o'clock, and when he came back, he held a bag of green fruits in his arms.

It's also strange to say, this wild fruit tastes obviously not sour, but Li Zhao has never vomited again, but his head is still dizzy, and his expression is crooked on the carriage, undulating with the bumps of the carriage.

By the fifth day, the dry food brought from Yangzhou City was almost finished, and Li Zhao was really embarrassed to be paralyzed again, so he planned to cheer up and cook.

When it was time to camp and rest at noon, Li Zhao went to find Aunt Mei and planned to set up a stove and start work.

Ruan Susu saw that she was going to cook, so she hurriedly came over to stop her and persuaded: "Zhaoniang, you better rest first, we will be able to go to Nanjing tomorrow, and we can replenish our supplies when we get there, and we don't need you to cook." ”

Chen Weiren also said the same thing, but he said that this time he would not enter Nanjing City, and would take the paths outside the city to intersperse, as for the supplies, Uncle An and Aunt Mei would just go into the city to replenish the supplies.

"Boss, why don't you enter Nanjing City?" Chiji walked over with Chen Chengcheng in his arms and asked curiously.

"I heard from the brothers of the other dart teams that Nanjing City has been holding a Jiangnan martial arts conference recently, and it is not very peaceful. Chen Weiren glanced at Li Zhao as he spoke, and smiled kindly at her, with a sense of appeasement in it.

Li Zhao was indeed listening with her ears open, she was still a little worried about the wanted notice, in case she caused any trouble to the dart team, there was no need for people to keep her.

"What's wrong? Is the dry food a little sloppy, do you want to drink saliva?" Ruan Susu on the side held a water bag and handed it to Li Zhao who was in a daze, and asked with some concern.

"It's fine. Li Zhao came back to his senses and smiled at her, and wiped out the dry food in his hand with three strikes and five divisions by two.

Because they were worried that the dry food would not last in Nanjing, the dart team did not stop in the countryside that night, but was arranged by Chen Weiren, rotating the manpower and rushing overnight.

When they arrived about ten miles outside Nanjing, Aunt Mei and Uncle An left the dart team, and the two pretended to be husband and wife to enter the city, while the others, under the command of Chen Weiren, chose to take a small road south of the moat to bypass the city of Nanjing.

However, it was just like this, and some trouble went wrong.

After the convoy had traveled for about a few miles, the horses that had started to neigh stopped and refused to take another half step.

When everyone saw that the convoy had stopped, they all poked their heads out.

I saw that in the bamboo forest in front of me, one red and one white, the two swordsmen held swords against each other, and the bamboo leaves around them fell flutteringly, obviously they had just tried a competition.

Chen Weiren's face turned cold, and Le Ma wanted to turn his head, but he heard the one in red robe among the two swordsmen say loudly: "Since you are here, let's be a witness for the two of us." Whoever loses will not be able to go to Nanjing City to participate in tomorrow's Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference, how about it?"

"Two heroes, we are all vulgar people, and we can't witness for the two of you. Chen Weiren dismounted and arched his hand, looked at the two of them from afar, and said.

"Let you come, you will come, where is such nonsense?" The other swordsman in the white scholar's uniform scolded coldly, and his attitude was very tough.