The only way

Chapter 821 Caravan
Donglu, Jiu Mingzhou.

On the spacious official road, a caravan full of goods was slowly heading towards the town not far away, escorted by a bodyguard with tall horses.

Caravan traders will not only bring their own thugs to protect them, but they will also hire bodyguards from the bodyguard bureau.

Your own bodyguard protects your own safety, and the bodyguards of the escort agency protect the goods and the owner's home.

The two can restrain each other to further ensure the safety of merchants.

And the entire caravan contains more than just one merchant's goods.

Often when walking on the road, there will be traveling businessmen who cannot afford escorts, or families who are away from home, or scholars who are traveling. They will give some money to visit the owner's family, or they can go with the caravan.

There are more people and the escorts from the escort agency are here. Ordinary bandits don't dare to attack, so it is naturally much safer.

This was the case for this caravan. It was originally led by a big merchant from the Qu Kingdom and headed to the neighboring Kingdom of Jin for business. Crossing the two countries was no small matter and it required many escorts.

There were also many people following behind.

There were two small caravans traveling to other countries for business, a family going to the Kingdom of Jin to visit relatives, officials going to the border to take up posts, and scholar masters and servants traveling around.

At a glance, this caravan actually had no fewer than twenty carriages.

The vast number of people is no less than a hundred.

The leader of the caravan, whose surname is Qu, is a middle-aged man over forty years old. Although he wears gold and silver, his face is stained by the weather from traveling all year round.

The carriage in which I sit alone is ordinary on the outside, but huge on the inside. It is covered with layers of soft cushions to minimize the bumps of the carriage. The teacup on the table is made of gold and jade, and the incense is a treasure.

The two accompanying maids were both kneeling obediently on the carpet. They were dressed in light gauze, their delicate snow-white skin looming, their heads slightly lowered. One of them squeezed her shoulders, and the other beat her legs.

There is no hardship in traveling at all.

"Tuk Tuk."

There was a knock on the carriage carriage, and the guard on a large horse approached the carriage curtain, which was opened by a pair of bare hands.

"Master, there is a caravan following our convoy."

This is another new caravan that wants to join their big caravan.

The owner of the car was not surprised and just asked, "What are you doing? Can you find out clearly?"

The caravan doesn't just accept other people casually, so as not to cause any trouble.

"...Looks like he's a slave trader."

The muscular man riding on the tall horse held a long knife in his hand and frowned in displeasure.

As long as human teeth are bought and sold legally, they are legal among all countries, but they have a bad reputation.

Humans are everywhere, and there is rarely any slave trade between the two countries unless necessary.

However... Qu State is very elegant, while Jin State advocates martial arts, so the maids of Qu State and the slaves of Jin State are the subjects of comparison between the two countries' dignitaries.

This has resulted in a lot more people between the two countries.

"It doesn't look like they are selling maidservants. Most of the people on the prison car are in their prime, both men and women, and there are also many children."

The caravan travels north and south, and has a keen eye, and can see the clues at a glance.

"And none of those slaves are normal."

The slaves that Ren Yazi takes over must be trained. It is normal to be taciturn or timid.

But this group of slaves seemed to have been greatly stimulated mentally.

It's the same fear, but it seems a little different.

The guard couldn't tell, so he could only tell his master what he saw in detail.

The ones you can take with you are naturally your confidants.Mr. Qu, the master of the house, who was lying leisurely in the carriage, sat up straight. The two maids consciously stopped, lowered their heads and became quiet.

"Have you met the caravan master?"

In the Jianghu world, Mr. Qu knows best what he can and cannot control.

"I only saw the person in charge. It looked like he looked down on people." The guard pulled the horse that was a little uneasy, straightened the reins, and added, "...it's stained with blood, I'm afraid there are more than one or two."

What this means is that the steward has more than one or two lives on his hands.

Master Qu's face darkened. He was a steward, not a guard, and he had lives on his hands.

Thinking about it, I feel uneasy.

Master Qu subconsciously looked back and saw only the carriage carriage, "How many people are there?"

The question was how many guards the slave traders had.

"This is also the strangest thing," the guard clenched the long knife in his hand with a solemn expression, "They have no guards!"

"The deal we want to do cannot allow for mistakes..." Master Qu lowered his face and did not want to accept this deal. "Drive them away!"

The guard received the order and was about to turn the horse's head when he heard Master Qu change his words again, "Wait a minute!"

"It's almost time to cook. Stop where you are to repair and clear the official road."

It was still very early before it was time to cook. Master Qu gave this order and apparently parted ways with the group of slave traders without leaving any trace.

This is because you don’t want to offend the other party.

The guard understood Master Qu's caution. After all, the owner of the caravan was unknown, but everything seemed strange.

When going out, it’s always a good idea to be cautious.

The guard just nodded in agreement, and was about to ride away when he saw that the horse suddenly stopped obeying the command, and trembled and froze in place, refusing to move even half a step.

He subconsciously wanted to draw the knife, but he froze in place. A cold and heart-piercing pressure firmly locked him. The intuition he had honed on the edge of life and death for many years frightened him.

Quietly, a figure appeared in Master Qu's carriage.

The two maids fainted before they could scream.

Master Qu opened his mouth, but before the sound came out, he was forced to swallow it back by the dagger hanging on his forehead.

There was a stinging pain between his eyebrows, and the dagger hanging in front of him was really hanging in the air.

The well-informed Master Qu swallowed, with a flattering smile on his face, and looked at the white-faced man in black robes in front of him.

"You...you are an immortal, right?"

Mr. Qu knew about the existence of immortal cultivators. He traveled to various countries and had heard news on the road. He also had the chance to see immortals fighting.

All of them made him know the information about sporadic monks.

He also spent a lot of money to deal with some casual cultivators. Although he was unable to seek the immortal method, he also knew that these so-called monks, except for their inhuman abilities, could not transcend the worldly thoughts of mortals.

For example, some precious medicinal materials, as well as gold and silver.

The cold, white-faced man did not answer, but stared at Mr. Qu with his dark, narrow eyes.

"I...I have money, which I can offer to the immortals. There are also some precious medicinal materials in the caravan, such as century-old Tianshan snow lotus, ginseng, and deer antlers! I can also offer them to the immortals!"

Seeing that the white-faced man was indifferent, Master Qu gritted his teeth and said, "I have another treasure here! I bought it from other immortals. I can also give it to immortals!"

Seeing that the white-faced man finally moved his eyes, Mr. Qu quickly smiled, and in the sight of the white-faced man, he slowly reached out and took out something from his arms.

This thing was firmly held in Master Qu's hand. The moment the white-faced man lowered his gaze, Master Qu immediately threw the thing in his hand and at the same time threw his body desperately to the side.

(End of this chapter)