"Bei Gui, are you going to study in Liangcheng Mansion?" A girl with a well-to-do complexion looked at Ji Chen curiously and asked.

The girl was sixteen or seventeen years old, and she exuded the boldness of a frontier person.

Ji Chen was dressed in brocade and green shirt, with a long object wrapped in cloth stuck to his waist.

This is the normal dress of a scholar.

The object on the waist is naturally regarded as a sword by girls, but few girls stick a sword on their waist like Ji Chen.

Although Ji Chen also has the Gao Kuang of a Bianhuang person, his attire and temperament are incompatible with this Bianhuang and this caravan.

The black flag official uniform of the Demon Suppressing Department was worn by Ji Chen. Firstly, the official uniform of the Demon Suppressing Department had defensive properties and was difficult to be damaged by ordinary swords. Secondly, he did not want to be too conspicuous.

After all, the Demon Suppression Division is definitely a taboo existence in the eyes of ordinary people.

Facing the girl's curious question, Ji Chen casually replied: "Studying, that's right!"

It was already the sixth day after leaving Fenglin Town. Ji Chen met this caravan, which happened to be the caravan of Chenjia Chamber of Commerce in Liangcheng Prefecture.

The Chenjia Chamber of Commerce is also the largest chamber of commerce in Liangcheng Prefecture. The chamber of commerce often has teams traveling through the wasteland to do some trade with the Snow Clan in the wasteland.

This kind of caravan is usually accompanied by experts to protect it. Many people in the traveling gang can pay some fees to the caravan and apply to travel with the caravan. They are protected and will not be alone.

Especially when staying overnight, the large number of people can also prevent the invasion of monsters.

For caravans, the integration of the gang can also increase additional income.

This caravan was relatively large, with forty or fifty people in total. Ji Chen paid two taels of silver to the caravan and got the opportunity to accompany it.

Well, the main reason is that he doesn't know the way.

The people in the caravan only regarded Ji Chen as a student going to Liangcheng to study. After all, the New Year had passed and the school year was about to begin for students.

The caravan was resting at the moment, and the guards were making fire and cooking.

Ji Chen also sat next to a bonfire to rest, eating the broth given by the guards.

"It would be great if I could also study!" The girl looked envious.

Her name is Lu Xiaoyu. She has been living in the wilderness with her father and brother since she was a child, traveling between the wilderness and Liangcheng, so she is very envious of reading.

"Hmph! It's useless, but it's useless to be a scholar!" An unharmonious voice sounded next to him.

The speaker was Lu Xiaoyu's brother, named Lu Meng. He was very unhappy when he saw his sister being seduced by a pretty boy.

Ever since this pretty boy came to the team, his sister has been hanging around him every day. He felt that her elbows were starting to turn outward.

"Vulgar martial artist!" Lu Xiaoyu replied directly to his brother.

In her opinion, her brother and father were vulgar warriors who knew how to fight all day long. If she continued to hang out with them, she would become a tomboy.

Lu Xiaoyu pointed at the Pojun Hengdao on Ji Chen's waist and asked curiously, "Is this a sword?"

Ji Chen nodded and didn't bother to explain. Basically, most people would think of the Pojun Hengdao as a sword when they saw it for the first time.

"You know how to use a sword?" Lu Xiaoyu was even more curious. She only knew how to use a sword, but she still learned the Five Tigers' sword-breaking technique from her father.

Ji Chen said: "Sword fighting is a compulsory course for scholars."

"Wow!...!" Lu Xiaoyu's face was full of envy.

"It's just a fancy sword dance!" Lu Meng said coldly.

Dancing a sword and using a sword are two completely different things. In his opinion, Ji Chen held a sword just for decoration. Aren't all scholars like this?

"Xiao Yu, come with me. I have something to tell you."

Lu Meng pulled Xiao Yu up and walked aside.

"What?"

Xiaoyu struggled for a while, but couldn't break free, so he followed his brother and pulled him away.

After walking a hundred meters away, Lu Meng put down Xiao Yu's hand and said in a deep voice: "That scholar named Ji Beigui, don't get too close to him. Are you not suitable?"

"Why, you don't have to worry about my affairs!"

Children who grew up in the border areas are wild-tempered and have their own personalities. Lu Xiaoyu has been running a business with her father and brother since she was a child. She has a very outgoing personality. She has also told her father and brother very early on that her life events are, She must make her own choice, and her father and brother must not interfere.

Her father and brother also promised her to make up for her guilt.

Lu Meng continued to persuade: "Look at his clothes. One set of clothes can cover our living expenses for two months. He is a child of a wealthy family. There is no good thing among children of a wealthy family. You and he are not from the same world. You Have you forgotten how my mother disappeared?"

This time Lu Xiaoyu did not refute Lu Meng, she glanced towards where Ji Chen was.

"Don't you think he's pretty?"

Lu Meng:? ? ?

I talked about co-writing for a long time, but it was in vain!

Ji Chen heard the conversation between the two people word for word. There was no difference to Ji Chen whether they were one meter apart or a hundred meters apart.

After resting, the convoy continued to set off. Two hours later, it suddenly stopped when passing a fork in the road.

There were several fierce-looking men in front of them, driving a group of ragged people toward the mountains.

The team stopped, ready to let this group of people pass first.

"Why did you stop?" Ji Chen asked.

"When you encounter divine disciples and immortal envoys rushing up the mountain, let them pass first, otherwise you may be in trouble." A guard next to him explained.

Are the gods and envoys rushing to the mountains?

This was the first time Ji Chen heard about it.

Finally, with Lu Xiaoyu's explanation, he understood what it meant to drive up the mountain.

The so-called driving to the mountains means treating ordinary people as livestock and driving them to the mountains to feed monsters.

Divine disciples and immortal envoys are people who believe in these monsters and regularly bring food to the monsters. In return, the monsters will give them some of their abilities.

For these divine disciples and messengers, this is a gift from the immortal gods, and it is also their way of practice.

This method is even worse than the Shenhuo Cult.

There was a faint killing intent emanating from Ji Chen's body. Lu Meng glanced at Ji Chen and warned: "You'd better not act recklessly. This will harm our caravan."

This group of ragged people, old and young, male and female, moved forward dully under the urging of those fierce men, with the light in their eyes gone.

There was a little girl in the crowd, who kept tilting her head and staring at the caravan. There was fear, fear, confusion about the unknown fate, and hope for life in her eyes.

Perhaps under the indoctrination of adults, she already knew what fate she was about to face, which was to be eaten by monsters. She did not cry, but there was strong desire and expectation in her eyes.

She didn't want to die and hoped that the people in the caravan would come to rescue her.

At such a young age, she has endured things that her age should not have to endure.

However, everyone in the caravan lowered their eyes with cold expressions. No one dared to interfere in the affairs of the immortals in the mountains.

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