The Scourge of Rebirth

Chapter 228 Caravan
Looking at the corpse of the one-armed elder, Yang Lin let out a long breath. After spending so much effort, he finally solved this sudden trouble.

At this moment, Yang Lin's face was a little pale. Although he was not injured in the battle just now, after all, he had just recovered from his injury, and such a sudden and intense activity was not a small burden on him.

He raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings, and after seeing that there was nothing wrong, Yang Lin walked towards a remote path not far away, and disappeared without a trace after a short while.

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Yang Lin finally left the boundary of Yuanzhou after some quick work, and then found a caravan to go on the road with them, heading straight for the imperial capital of Jingzhou.

Yang Lin was dressed as a frail scholar at this time. He was holding a book in his hand and was reading it while sitting in a sundry cart.

This caravan consisted of about seven, no. 80 people, and the guards were an escort agency that Yang Lin had never heard of in Yuanzhou, called Sanying Escort Agency.

I heard that although this Sanying Escort is not well-known in the Jianghu, if it is only in Yuanzhou, then it can be regarded as one of the best Escorts, and this time the Escort is led by their three bureaus The master, Cao Kong known as 'Sai Guan Yu'.

At this time, not far from Yang Lin, there were two leisurely bodyguards chatting, and the topic they were talking about was the infighting that happened a few days ago in the Beggar Clan.

After hearing their conversation, Yang Lin's ears couldn't help moving, and his attention was immediately attracted. Speaking of which, since he left in a hurry that day, he still didn't know who would win and who would lose in the internal struggle of the Beggar Gang. Seeing someone talking about it, I naturally became curious.

A tall and strong middle-aged bodyguard said in a deep voice: I never thought that the most united beggar gang in the world would actually have internal fighting, and it would be a life-and-death battle sweeping the entire beggar gang. I heard that after this battle, the general altar of the Beggar Clan was really full of blood. Combined, the Dirty Clothes Sect and the Clean Clothes Sect had killed nearly a thousand people, and there were countless seriously injured. This civil war is really shocking. The beggars suffered heavy losses.

Another younger bodyguard looked curious, and he hurriedly asked: "Brother Chen, what happened afterwards, and which side won in the end."

The bodyguard surnamed Chen sighed hypocritically: "No one wins. In this battle, both the Stained Clothes faction and the Clean Clothes faction will suffer losses. The final result is that they each occupy half of the main arena and stare at each other. If one fails, it is very likely that there will be a Second World War."

The young bodyguard was very interested in these beatings and killings. He rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "This is really the best. In fact, I have long disliked those beggars. They have hands and feet, and most of them have good martial arts skills, but these bastards are lucky, they don't do production all day long, they just stretch out their hands to beg for food from ordinary people, and some disciples of the beggar gang can't get it in the end. It's unreasonable to blatantly grab something after it's gone."

The bodyguard surnamed Chen also had a face of agreement, and he said gloatingly: Actually, I think so too, it would be best for these bastards to die, if that is the case, the common people can live comfortably, right?

But Yang Lin, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation of the two bodyguards, had twinkling eyes. He didn't expect that the big civil war of the beggar gang would end in a loss for both sides. He thought it would be the victory of the Jingyi faction. The Yi faction not only outperformed the Dirty Clothes faction in terms of high-level combat power, but also had an advantage in terrain. No matter how they looked at it, they would win, but they never expected that the Clean clothes faction would be so useless. , still can't win, it's like mud can't support the wall, it's extremely speechless.

But just when Yang Lin was secretly complaining, he saw a fat middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper walking towards him with a smile on his face, and then cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Yang, I'm sorry to bother you."

Yang Lin glanced at the fat man in surprise, wondering why the steward of the caravan came to see him?

Some doubts in his heart, Yang Lin immediately said very politely: May I ask Guanshi Wang, I don't know why you came to see me?

Wang Gui, the steward, said with a smile: "Actually, it's not a big deal, but the accountant of our caravan suddenly fell ill. So suddenly, I couldn't find someone to replace him, so I came here to ask Mr. Yang for help. Working as an accountant for a while, I don't know what you want, Mr. Yang?"

Hearing this, Yang Lin secretly gave Wang Gui a middle finger. Yang Lin saw clearly yesterday that because Wang Gui honestly withheld the accountant's salary, he resigned in a fit of anger, so To be so despicable and shameless to hit his own head, I simply don't know how to write dead words.

But now Yang Lin has something to ask for, if he refuses the other party, with the virtue of this fat man, he will drive him away in minutes, and Yang Lin doesn't want to reveal the details of his martial arts, so after thinking about it, He nodded and agreed.

However, Yang Lin would not help in vain. Before agreeing, Yang Lin and Fatty Wang had agreed on the salary. After paying ten days' salary in advance, Yang Lin slowly went to take up the post.

When Yang Lin followed Wang Gui to a carriage, he saw more than a dozen ledgers piled up on the carriage. After Wang Gui explained the specific work steps of Yang Lin, he patted his ass and left, letting Yang Lin Lin secretly hated this villain for his success.

But there is still a little advantage. After all, this carriage is better than the sundry cart that Yang Lin took before. At least it can block some of the scorching sun outside, so it is no longer so uncomfortable.

And Yang Lin handled these ledgers with ease. After all, he was a college student.

It only took Yang Lin one day to deal with most of the accounts, which made the fat man Wang Gui very satisfied. He even rewarded Yang Lin with a chicken leg during dinner, hoping that he will continue to work hard.

For this, Yang Lin naturally thanked Fatty Wang with a grateful face, but secretly gave Fatty Wang a few middle fingers.

That night, because it was too late to go to the town, the caravan had to sleep in the wild, and the place to camp was in an open space seven or eight meters away from the official road.

Since Yang Lin became an accountant, he doesn't have to worry about where to sleep. He can just sleep in the carriage. Anyway, most of the carriages he belongs to are account books. Yang Lin chooses to sleep here. Wang Gui The fat man didn't say anything?
(End of this chapter)