Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

The members of Ran's caravan never imagined that Cheng Ling was actually the only one who came to the rescue.

nobody else!

Then how did the shouts of killing like thousands of troops come from above?

Cheng Ling only explained two words: "Venturi."

Ventriloquism, is it the kind of legendary skill that can imitate the sound of wind and rain, insects and birds, men, women, old and children, and even the sounds of all things with one person's voice?

Of course, such a superb ventriloquist did exist in the legend, but in fact Cheng Ling did not know it.

She had done dubbing in modern times, but at most she could achieve a normal false voice, so she would not be able to do such a superb ventriloquist.

It was the phone in Cheng Ling's backpack that actually made the sound of thousands of troops on it.

This mobile phone has electricity but no internet, and there are some songs stored in it, as well as some downloaded TV series, and some materials related to her original work and profession, etc.

The sound of killing was actually a clip from a certain TV series. Cheng Ling also had an idea, and only temporarily thought of using this to scare the chaos below.

Fortunately, there is a favorable wind, and fortunately, the sound from the high mountain can be transmitted farther. Coupled with the blessing and deterrence of kerosene rockets, this sound finally exerted an extraordinary effect.

At the top of the mountain, Cheng Ling quietly calmed down his excitement before going down the mountain.

In the valley, after the survivors of the Ran's caravan realized that they were really saved, some of them suddenly knelt down on the periphery.

The kneeling man cried silently, but he didn't know whether he was crying for his lucky life, or that his dead companion died after all.

Uncle Ming trembling lips wanted to bow down to Cheng Ling, Cheng Ling supported him and said, "You don't need to thank me, I'm just entrusted by someone, a deal."

"Yes, my lord invited you?" Uncle Ming raised his eyes and asked tremblingly.

Cheng Ling said: "It's Ran Wenji, Brother Ran."

Uncle Ming immediately raised his head, stopped the wet eyes, then turned around and said to everyone: "Brothers, children, our persistence is not wrong! The owner did not give up on us, he really invited the best rescuers Save us! We saved the supplies of the caravan, and there must be plenty of rewards when we go back!"

There were cheers from the crowd, and then someone said: "You should do your best for the owner!"

"Work hard for your boss!"

"Going back! Great!"

"..."

A burst of cheers covered up a few vague cries.

Xiao Wu stood aside, but pursed his lips, and his eyes seemed to show a look of rebellion and resentment.

After making a hasty bow to Cheng Ling, Uncle Ming hurriedly went to appease everyone in the caravan, count the number of casualties, and gather supplies again.

Cheng Ling spontaneously lowered his sense of presence, and walked aside to observe the caravan's operation silently.

Xiao Wu looked at the busy people over there, then at Cheng Ling who was standing silently on the side, suddenly walked up to Cheng Ling, and said in a low voice: "Actually, Ran Wenji is not that good at all, it's your credit that made him so good." Yes. But they only know Ran Wenji, and they don't have any thanks to you at all."

Cheng Ling glanced at Xiao Wu, smiled and said: "You are quite interesting, didn't you say that Brother Ran and I are the same as dogs?"

Xiao Wu suddenly became a little speechless, he opened his mouth several times, and finally said in shame: "I was wrong, I blamed you, I'm sorry." After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and hurried away to Cheng Linggong.

The caravan didn't pack up for too long in the valley. They wrapped up the dead and put the wounded on the carriage, and they were ready to set off again.

Uncle Ming walked over and said, "It's not advisable to stay here for too long. In order to prevent long nights and dreams, we decided to travel overnight. May I ask you, sir..."

Cheng Ling understood what he meant, and said, "Since I came to rescue, I will naturally go with you."

Uncle Ming immediately bowed to Cheng Ling and said, "Thank you, sir." Gratitude overflowed to Cheng Ling.

Then he said to Xiao Wu who was over there helping to straighten the carriage: "Xiao Wu, go and bring a horse over for your lord, so that you can serve him well and don't neglect your benefactor. Do you understand?"

Xiao Wu hurriedly raised his head, and replied: "Yes, Uncle Ming!"

Soon he brought a horse over, lowered his head to ask Cheng Ling to get on the horse, and half-kneeled in front of the horse to make a stool for Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling patted him on the shoulder, and lightly jumped onto the horse's back on the other side. That movement was really chic and neat, and there was no need for a horse stool at all.

Xiao Wu straightened up, walked up to Cheng Ling's horse spontaneously, held the rein for her, and said, "I will lead the horse for Mr. Cheng Lang."

This Cheng Ling didn't refuse, if you like it, just hold it!

The caravan soon had guards leading the way, and Uncle Ming arranged for Cheng Ling to walk in the middle of the caravan, together with the carriages carrying food and supplies.

Cheng Ling didn't refuse either. From now on, she should have a share of these materials. There is nothing wrong with protecting her own materials.

In the night, under the starlight, everyone in the caravan lined up like this, and soon left the valley.

Uncle Ming was commanding in front, making gestures and calling for formations.

For example, he shouted: "Two Snake Formation, follow the Double Snake Formation, keep up!"

The people in the caravan lined up in double rows, with a distance of one meter between the front and the back, and walked along the terrain.

From the perspective of order and prohibition, Cheng Ling actually felt that the people in the caravan were even better than Lin Haijun. They were all very loyal to Ran Wenji, especially this Uncle Ming.

This is also a manifestation of the power of the people. Ran Wenji is not simple.

Everyone walked in an orderly manner. Because there were not enough horses, most of the horses were used to pull carts and supplies. The only ones who could ride horses were Cheng Ling, Uncle Ming, and a man in front who looked like the leader of the guard.

In order to take care of the speed of the walkers, the horses also walked slowly. Xiao Wu led the horse for Cheng Ling, and when the caravan walked out of the valley and found its way down the hill outside, he suddenly said, "Mr. Cheng, do you have a very good relationship with Ran Wenji?"

His voice was so low that Cheng Ling could hear it.

Cheng Ling bowed his head sideways, looked at the young man who was leading the horse for him, and asked softly: "Why don't you call brother Ran the owner like you did before? Dudu just call him by his name, you are not afraid of being heard by other companions , causing punishment?"

Xiao Wu said, "Will you sue me?"

This "probably not" was used too sincerely, Xiao Wu pursed his lips and said, "I still feel uneasy. Uncle Ming saved me, so I worked as a guard and scout in the caravan. He told me How good Ran Wenji is, I thought so too..."

"But." Xiao Wu raised his eyes to Cheng Ling who was on the horse, and said, "He still only invited you. No matter how great you are, how can just inviting you be compared to inviting officers and soldiers? This is not only wrong. Seeing the life and death of Uncle Ming and everyone else, he is not afraid of anything happening to you."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Ling, who was on horseback, suddenly raised a hand, and shot an arrow at the bushes on the side of the road behind Xiao Wu.

This arrow flew like a streamer, scoff! There was a scream.