Zhuo Yihan's caravan was overwhelming, full of more than a dozen carriages, not counting the goods.

The main thing is that there is also a singing troupe, dancing musicians and servants, counting one or two hundred, just paying each person a lot of money, which shows how rich the Zhuo family's income is.

The caravan and the singer group are a very special existence between good and evil.

Whether it is a decent or a demonic religion, it needs food, clothing, housing, transportation, and goods circulation, as well as various scenes of singing and dancing performances to help the fun.

Since everyone is in need, then there are merchants who specialize in this matter, and those top caravans are often eaten on both sides.

It's the same with the singer troupe, after all, excellent kabuki are limited, and it's hard to find money, so traveling around the world is a common life for the song and dance troupe.

Fan Baili's turmoil had just passed, and he didn't know that his identity had been exposed, and he was still dressed as before.

As soon as the convoy moved, he put on his coat and hat, bowed his head and covered his mouth and nose with a hood, this handlebar style and the standard attire of a traveler, naturally no one doubted.

Baihua was very polite to the caravan, not only helping them unload the goods left in the ancient city of Mo, but also sending a team of 100 guards to escort them along the way.

Originally, the cabaret would have stayed here for a series of performances, but the caravan had to move on, so they went along with it, and waited until the last destination to drop off their goods, and then returned to perform at one location after another.

Speaking of which, this is also a helpless thing, after all, the caravan transports goods, and one more day will cost more, and as for the song and dance troupe, it is the same wherever it starts.

The group that Zhuo Yihan traveled with is very famous and well-known at home, which is also one of the tiger skins she is looking for, which is to attract the attention of all walks of life. Ordinary people are proud to be able to see their performances, so they are not afraid that they will not be effective when the time comes.

After leaving Mogu, the caravan crossed several streams and headed straight south, and when they reached a large river, several flat-bottomed boats were already waiting.

Only then did Fan Baili know why he had to set off non-stop, because it was almost dusk. In this way, it only takes five days to reach the junction of flowers and springs, the final destination of the goods.

At this time, Fan Baili wanted to abandon the ship, because it deviated from his established plan. At that time, if you want to turn back, you have to work hard.

But at this time, there was no other choice, he still had to do what he promised others, he didn't know Zhuo Yihan's strength, and he didn't worry about this girl with a beautiful voice wandering here, so he boarded the boat hard.

Of the six big ships, the Hundred Flowers accounted for one ship, the cargo accounted for two, the singers accounted for two, and Zhuo Yihan and them accounted for one.

Fan Baili didn't have to face Baihua and those who knew how to drink wine and eat meat on the boat, which was a sigh of relief, and he could find time to cultivate.

He took the boat where Zhuo Yihan lived. His status was the lowest class in the Maiko Troupe, and he was assigned to a room with only a small window in the base cabin, and he had to huddle with other servants of the Far Traveler, and six people shared a room.

The other travelers did not know if they joined forces to exclude him because he was being paid a lot of money, and they immediately started gambling as soon as they entered the room, but they did not invite him to join.

These far-travelers are no better than the handlebars, and they don't know the dangers of southern Xinjiang, so they are somewhat similar to that son, and they think that this Fan Baili is a charlatan, otherwise they would not be sent to this place.

In fact, according to Feng Jianshan's assignment, Fan Baili was on another ship and had an independent living room, but the people who spoke at the lower level deliberately did not inform him and did not inform him of the truth. After getting on the ship, the contact remains the same, so there is such a thing.

Fan Baili was so happy that after dinner, he got into the quilt on the mat in a corner, pretended to sleep with his head covered, but in fact quietly ran his own tricks and practiced silently in his spare time.

Those people also deliberately said some gossip, and some of them said that he came in through the back door of Feng Jianshan. Fan Baili was amused in his heart, the word "back door" had a special meaning, and he didn't like that tone.

After some practice, he simply took advantage of the environment to take care of his mind, and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, and suddenly there was a pain at the base of my thigh, almost killing his grandson, when did I ever relax my defense so much? It seems that I was still a little tired a while ago.

When he opened his eyes, it turned out to be one of the travelers, Yin Li, who kicked him hard.

Fan Baili sat up angrily and shouted, "Looking for death?"

Qian Bao, another traveler, hugged his knees, sat against the wall and said with a smile: "Fan Jin, you were born that year, whether it is the Year of the Pig, otherwise how could you sleep like a dead pig?"

The others echoed and laughed, and watched him choke, jubilant, full of contempt and ridicule, as if he had won a great victory.

Another named Hong Zhen, the only one who didn't laugh, shouted in a low voice: "Don't be weird. Fan Jin, come with me!"

Fan Jin is Fan Baili's pseudonym at this time, if he reports his real name, I'm afraid few people will believe it, and even think that he is lying, after all, Fan Baili is now famous all over the world, although it is not a very good reputation......

Fan Baili suppressed the anger in his heart and went out with him. When I came to the deck, I saw that the sky was clear, and the two sides of the strait were open, and I suddenly felt that my heart was clear, and I quickly left behind those bad things just now.

The servants were waiting in line for the meal, and a bunch of people were dressing up, which was lively and peaceful, and there was a unique atmosphere of market life.

A handmaid with a rather beautiful appearance and peach blossom eyes, accompanied by two healthy women, was talking to Xin Zhong, and when she saw Fan Baili's well-proportioned figure and clear and three-dimensional facial features, she looked at him carefully.

Fan Baili had a ghost in her heart, and she looked unnatural, and Hong Zhen's voice sounded in her ears: "That's Sister Xiaochun, the second master of the singer group, with a very unrestrained personality, pampered and arrogant, the most fond of foxes, fake tigers, and dogs, and it is best not to provoke her if there is nothing to provoke." “

Fan Baili smiled bitterly in his heart, in Lingyun before, everyone treated each other equally, how could there be a high or low here, even a mountain in the east and a faction in the west, it was even more exciting than the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes.

After washing his face with Hong Zhen, he got two bowls of food and squatted in a corner to eat and drink. In fact, with his current cultivation, he can eat very little.

However, the habit I have developed over the years still likes to eat more, at least in the end, I have no strength, and I can rely on the strength of a stick to know the bottom of my heart.

Hong Zhen said: "Are you still angry about those things? Actually, I don't blame them, it's all the idea of Xu Chong who made things difficult for you today, they have been receiving benefits, and they can't explain if they don't do something." Originally, this team leader was chosen by the young lady herself, Xu Chong always wanted to find a guide by himself, but in the end, Feng Jianshan found you, and he was unhappy when he came, so there was such a thing. “