Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 161: Becoming a Temporary Escort in Desperation

"In fact, I've had a tough life too. I grew up without parents, relying solely on my grandfather. He passed away last year, leaving me all alone in this world. When I think about it carefully... I'm also without any support!" Xin Zhuo said as he sat under a weeping willow tree by the roadside in a small town called Fengliu, which was seven hundred miles away from Dukang Mansion.

Sitting next to him was a familiar face, Li Wumian, a great hero who had once experienced a love-hate relationship with Zhao Ligu in the Autumn Palace.

After burying Huang Jiugai and Lifuzi, Xin Zhuo headed straight for Dukang Mansion to meet up with Cui Ying'er and the others. However, halfway there, he realized a fatal problem - he had no money.

Without money, it was difficult to get anywhere in this world. Although he had once been a bandit and engaged in robbery, he felt that robbing with a sense of ceremony was acceptable, but stealing and pilfering alone felt strange.

Perhaps this kind of behavior was both beneficial and detrimental at the same time!

Just when he was starving and about to shamelessly commit a crime, he met Li Wumian.

This person seemed indifferent to the recent events happening in the martial world. Therefore, even though he encountered Xin Zhuo, he only chatted casually with a nonchalant expression.

Xin Zhuo noticed that this guy was full of negative energy, the type of person who believed that the whole world owed him something, that the sun was shining just to annoy him, and that everyone looked down on him.

For people filled with negative energy, only those who were equally filled with negative energy could empathize with them.

Moreover, Xin Zhuo was curious about these great heroes who didn't work but still had money. Where did it come from?

"Well, you can't compare to me!" Li Wumian, with a face full of stubble, sighed deeply. "I not only have no parents or family, but I also begged and suffered from a young age. Later, by chance, I joined the Lingjian Sect, and that senior sister took a liking to me.

But she was a bit ugly, with buck teeth, thick lips, and body odor. She claimed to have feelings for me, but I felt like she was just playing with me. And then there's my master's wife, who weighs over two hundred catties. Every day, she makes me massage her meridians. I don't want to, but my master punishes me, and the junior brothers and sisters mock me. The whole Lingjian Sect looks down on me."

So that's how it is! Xin Zhuo nodded and patted his shoulder. "Life is rarely perfect. Just endure it, and it will pass."

"Hmph!" Just then, a wealthy merchant walked by with his servant, casually spat out a thick phlegm, which happened to land three zhang away from the two of them.

Li Wumian's self-esteem instantly exploded, and he stood up abruptly. "Who the hell do you think you are? Why can't you spit anywhere else? Why did you have to spit in my direction? Do you want a slap from daddy?"

The wealthy merchant was startled and, seeing that they were martial artists, didn't dare to argue. He hurriedly walked away.

Li Wumian still refused to back down. "You, stop right there and explain yourself!"

"Forget it, forget it!" Xin Zhuo held him back, finally stabilizing his emotions, and got to the point. "We hit it off at first sight. Why don't we go to the tavern together, have a few drinks, and enjoy ten jin of beef? Wouldn't that be great? You can treat!"

Li Wumian looked at him in surprise. "I can't treat. I don't have any money."

Xin Zhuo fell silent for a moment. "How do you usually make a living?"

Li Wumian sighed deeply. "I take on odd jobs, find older sisters to serve, teach people martial arts, expose low-level government wanted orders, and so on. But in these difficult times, it's hard to find odd jobs, older sisters are hard to come by, and most of the wanted orders are related to the demonic sect. I dare not take them."

Xin Zhuo found it boring and casually asked, "Are there any odd jobs in the southwest direction that can earn some money?"

Li Wumian thought for a moment, his eyes lighting up. "Yes!"

...

The two of them were now standing in front of the "Changfeng Escort Agency."

They handed in their applications to become temporary escorts.

After a while, a manager came out and saw Li Wumian's eyes light up slightly. "You're hired!"

Pointing at Xin Zhuo again, he said, "You, don't!"

It seems that he has noticed that Xin Zhuo has no "Cultivation Base in the Martial Realm."

Li Wumian was taken aback and quickly explained, "My brother here is knowledgeable in literature and can recognize characters. As for martial cultivation..."

He also forgot whether Xin Zhuo could cultivate martial arts or not, and hesitated for a moment.

While Xin Zhuo was considering whether to show off his skills, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly came from inside, saying, "He can!"

Xin Zhuo looked inside and couldn't help but sigh at how small the world was, encountering another familiar face—

The Ascetic Sword Murong Yi.

...

"Creak..."

The convoy set off, escorting sixty-eight carts of silk, porcelain, and a few pieces of gold, silver, and jewelry purchased from Jingjiang Prefecture to Hongye Prefecture.

The client is the wealthy merchant Xing Tianbiao from Hongye Prefecture!

This convoy can be considered extremely valuable!

Therefore, the "Changfeng Escort Agency" dispatched the Chief Escort Shen Jianxin, three deputy escorts, twenty-one escorts, five guards, and twenty-two temporary hired practitioners from the martial world.

Among them were Xin Zhuo, Murong Yi, and Li Wumian.

"He Wu—"

The guards in front shouted loudly.

The phrase "He Wu" is to alert the possibility of thieves hiding in the grass ahead, meaning "friends who get along well with me." I have given them gifts, so they shouldn't blindly rush in and ruin the harmony.

At this moment, Murong Yi looked at the girl sitting in front, riding a white steed, wearing a wide-brimmed veil hat and a white dress, with a sword at her waist. She was Shen Jianxin, the Chief Catcher of the escort agency. He said, "I wander the world in hardship and don't need money. I can survive on the wind and dew. It's just that I owe Miss Shen a favor from the past, so I came to help!"

The words he spoke were somewhat awkward, as if he had been holding back for many days to say this sentence. Of course, he said it for Xin Zhuo to hear, showing some respect for someone stronger than himself.

Xin Zhuo pondered for a moment and asked, "I wonder if this escort mission is dangerous?"

Murong Yi said, "It's not too dangerous. We have already sent gifts to the bandit strongholds along the way! But..."

His eyebrows slightly furrowed, "The only worry is the rampant demonic cult in recent days. These people have extremely strange ways of doing things. We tried to make peace with them before the escort, but they didn't buy it."

Li Wumian also said, "That's right! The demonic cult has been too rampant these days. They even destroyed the God Spear Villa, the Du Family, and the Duan Yang Tower. It's truly terrifying!"

Xin Zhuo's expression was strange. The demonic cult? Did Di Huaijie and the old man create the demonic cult? Or did they take advantage of their reputation to cause chaos?

Subconsciously, he asked, "Do you know what happened recently with the three families of Duan Yang Tower? The bounty on the martial world?"

Xin Zhuo's name in the "Bounty on the Martial World" has caused quite a stir. These two people are also wandering the martial world. Haven't they heard anything about it?

Li Wumian said blankly, "I don't have the leisure to pay attention to that! When was the bounty issued?"

"I have heard something about it!"

Murong Yi said, "But I only heard it occasionally and didn't pay much attention to it. Does Brother Xin know?"

No wonder these two people had a faint expression when they saw him. Since they didn't know, Xin Zhuo naturally wouldn't splash dirty water on himself. Shaking his head, he said, "I don't know either. I don't know who the leader of the demonic cult is or who the followers are."

"The name of the leader of the demonic cult is a mystery, and no one knows who it is!"

At some point, the Chief Escort Shen Jianxin had already arrived by their side. She exuded a captivating fragrance of orchids, and her appearance under the veil hat couldn't be seen clearly, but her figure was graceful, presumably quite good-looking. "As for the two hall masters of the demonic cult, I do know them—White-clothed Sword God Chen Si and Scattered Flower Fairy Bai Mu!"

"Bai Mu! Chen Si?!"

Murong Yi and Li Wumian's expressions changed at the same time.

Xin Zhuo's expression also changed, becoming extremely strange.

(End of this chapter)