Return [Quick Transmigration]

NO.11 first withdrew his gaze and looked at Yang Zhoulin, "You stay here, I'll go out and have a look."

Yang Zhoulin nodded quickly, and NO.11 walked out of the room. What he saw was bustling, people coming and going, and the corridor full of people standing at the end.He squeezed into the crowd, just in time to see the corpse that had been moved to the floor, the throat was cut with a knife, the wound was so thin that it was almost invisible, and there are not many people who can do this. No. 11 knows.

Yang Zhoulin disliked bad luck, and he knew that the dead man was a businessman. He was afraid that the murderer would take a fancy to their caravan, so after discussing with everyone, he planned to rush to the next town overnight.

No.11 and Qin Zhao rode behind the team. No.11 glanced at Qin Zhao after seeing that the people in front didn't pay attention to them, and said, "You did that, right?"

Qin Zhao kept his eyes on the front, and when he heard NO.11's words, he calmly turned his gaze to him, "So?"

Even though Qin Zhao was wearing a mask, NO.11 could imagine his expressionless and arrogant face, and NO.11's complexion was not much better when he thought of this.

NO.11 sneered and said, "I just want to remind you that guarding the caravan is the task. Just don't drag us down with the mess you caused."

Qin Zhao snorted, and turned his head back, so angry that NO.11 almost tore off the rein he was holding.

They drove the road for two days overnight, and finally saw the post in the evening, and the whole caravan could finally unload and rest for a while.Yang Zhoulin sat with NO.11 and Qin Zhao to eat dry food, and a person who was going to explore the road came back in a hurry.He motioned to Yang Zhoulin, and Yang Zhoulin led him to the side of the corner, avoiding the crowd and talking quietly.

Qin Zhao was drinking tea, and noticed that Yang Zhoulin's face became anxious and irritable after hearing some news, and Yang Zhoulin scolded the person who came to report the news.

Yang Zhoulin quickly returned to Qin Zhaohe NO.11, and then whispered to them, "My lords, can I take a step to talk? Something happened." Yang Zhoulin's complexion was very bad, it seems that what happened Very serious.

Qin Zhaohe and NO.11 followed Yang Zhoulin to the back of the station, where few people passed by.After Yang Zhoulin looked around to make sure there was no one there, he said, "There are some problems now, our caravan route may have to be changed!"

"What's the problem here?" NO.11 asked.

Yang Zhoulin wondered, "The route after the change... To be honest, it's very inappropriate. If I can, I'd rather go back the same way."

Qin Zhao signaled Yang Zhoulin to continue talking.Yang Zhoulin sighed and said, "The people who went to explore the road said that the bridge ahead is broken and the embankment can't be blocked. According to this situation, there should be many refugees running towards us tonight. And we are going to The next pass must pass through this bridge."

"Then what does it mean to change the way?"

Yang Zhoulin: "If the route is changed, the whole route will have to be re-planned, and you can still reach Mausoleum, but the cities you pass through will be different, and the point is...we may pass through the border line outside the customs. The lord must have heard some news, the battle is raging outside the pass, if we walk across the border, it may not be safe."

On the one hand, lives were harmed, and on the other hand, a considerable amount of money was lost.The people in their caravan were not considered rich, and if they were rich, they would not choose to do these thankless jobs. The money they lost was enough to make them unable to please for two years.

Qin Zhao folded his arms and looked at Yang Zhoulin, "Our task is to protect you to Lingcheng, so, how do you choose?" Qin Zhao actually meant that as long as the destination is Lingcheng, they will always protect Yang Zhoulin's caravan, not Will be affected by some war and change my mind.

Yang Zhoulin's eyes lit up when he heard Qin Zhao's words, and he said happily, "My lord, is it really possible?"

The reputation of Baixue Villa is well known throughout the world, and being protected by the people of Baixue Villa is a great guarantee.Yang Zhoulin calmed down when he was hesitant to go back. As long as they pay more attention, maybe they won't be affected?After all, money is not always earned.As long as the business is done, he will send it.

Qin Zhao glanced at him, but said nothing.

Yang Zhoulin rubbed his hands and said, "Well, how about it, let's rest at the post station for one night. I'll think about it and discuss it with other people by the way. Let's continue on our way tomorrow."

"Ah."

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Qin Zhao didn't know how Yang Zhoulin discussed with the rest of the caravan that night, but the important thing was that Yang Zhoulin came to Qin Zhaohe NO.11 early the next morning to confirm the change of route.

Qin Zhao looked at Yang Zhoulin, who was smiling wide-eyed, and couldn't help frowning when he saw the snickers of other members of the caravan from time to time.

What exactly did Yang Zhoulin promise to these people?They could actually put their lives on the scales just to get to Lingcheng.

NO.11 also frowned, but he didn't say anything, he didn't care about the dead, he only cared about the completion of the task.Anyway, he just needs to ensure that the goods are delivered to Lingcheng, and it doesn't matter if Yang Zhoulin is the only one left.

After the caravan was repaired, it changed its route and set off in another direction.They walked for about a month and finally arrived at the border town.The frontier town is full of yellow sand, and people who come and go in the town wear gauze hats or hooded cloaks.Qin Zhao and others walked into the town against the wind and sand, and they stood out from the crowd among the people who wrapped themselves up tightly, and they were extremely conspicuous.

Yang Zhoulin sent people to find an inn, and everyone finally got rid of the wind and sand for a while.

Yang Zhoulin looked at the misty scenery outside the window and shook his head, "This place has this kind of ghost weather all year round, my lord, if you go out, you'd better put on your gauze hat. As long as it's night, the wind and sand here will stop , when the time comes, all the merchants in the town will come out, and that will be the busiest time here."

Yang Zhoulin continued, "But there are a lot of barbarians here, and no one cares about killing people. There was a man in our caravan who didn't listen to persuasion and provoked people here, and almost caused us to lose his life. Your lord, you still need to pay for it." Be careful."

Qin Zhao raised his eyebrows, always thinking that Yang Zhoulin's words meant to tell them not to cause trouble, and to bring them disaster.

Yang Zhoulin greeted Qin Zhao NO.11 and went to the other caravan.Qin Zhao picked up the black gauze hat next to him, and said to NO.11, "You stay here, I'll go outside to check the situation."

This side is very close to the outside of the pass, and the caravan they brought when they entered the town just now was too obvious, which may have attracted the attention of some people.Qin Zhao doesn't like to sit still and wait for death, but he prefers to take the initiative to attack.

NO.11 stared, dissatisfied, "Why should I listen to you?"

Qin Zhao smiled, "How about we fight?"

NO.11 fell silent in an instant. When he was a child, he could beat Qin Zhao to the ground with one fist, but now Qin Zhao's martial arts are far superior to his own. A fight will only end up as NO.11 being beaten. NO.11 didn't want to talk for a moment, and could only watch Qin Zhao leave the room.

Qin Zhao pulled the gauze hat on his head, and walked around the town with his head slightly lowered.It was dusk now, and the wind and sand gradually became rarer. At the entrance of some alleys, some shirtless men were standing or squatting there, and their eyes fell on the passers-by walking in the town from time to time.

Not long after Qin Zhao walked out of the inn, a tail followed behind him.If Qin Zhao's guess is correct, the people following him should have stared at their group when they entered the town.And Qin Zhao's clothes haven't changed, he just wore a gauze cap, which is very recognizable.

Qin Zhao hooked his lips and played cat and mouse with them with great interest.He didn't get rid of them either, just took them along the street slowly.

Those people might be a little anxious. When Qin Zhao stepped into the alley, the people behind rushed over.From the breath coming from behind, it can be inferred that there are three people in total. Qin Zhao was not in a hurry, one turned sideways, raised his hand, and when the three people were about to approach him, he chopped on the back of their necks. The three people instantly He fell to the ground, clutching his neck, his face pale and groaning in pain.

Qin Zhao squatted down and searched them directly. Not to mention, there are many good things, not to mention that the money bag is full of silver, and someone even hid a gold chain or a piece of jadeite on the side of their waist. .

Qin Zhao took all their things for himself with a calm face. One of the gangsters who attacked Qin Zhao finally calmed down. He opened his mouth and cursed at Qin Zhao, as if he wanted to stand up and beat Qin Zhao.Qin Zhao narrowed his eyes, and the sword in his sleeve flew out and then turned back. The scolding gangster fell to the ground clutching his heart, and the bright red blood flowed all over the floor.

The other two were so scared that their faces turned pale, and their hearts were terribly regretful. Why did they provoke such a vicious person?Killing people without saying a word and raising your hand is even more ruthless than them!

"My lord, my lord doesn't remember the faults of villains, he encouraged us, we were forced!"

"grown ups……"

Qin Zhao nodded, only to feel that there was a lot of noise in his ears, and with a light wave of his hand, all the noisy voices stopped abruptly.Cutting the weeds and rooting out the roots is the first knowledge Qin Zhao has learned since he became an assassin. Since these little gangsters followed him, he had no intention of keeping them alive.

Qin Zhao walked out of the alley with his gauze cap. After he left, the people on the roof flew to the ground one after another.The man holding the bone fan clicked his tongue twice, and said with a smile, "It's scary that the children you teach are ruthless."

The man with a black hood next to him gave him a cold look, then walked out of the alley, and his eyes fell on the back of the young man who had gone away.