C3 (2/2)

”This, this, this, what does this have to do with me?” You can't just say I did it because of a landslide? Isn't it common to see such landslides in the mountains? ”

”Bullsh * t, it's October now. It's been two months since the last rain, and if you say it's going to collapse, then it's going to collapse?” A landslide that you f * cking blew out with your mouth? ”Look at the stubble on the tree stump, it was clearly chopped out by the axe. Other than bandits blocking the way, what else could it be?”

The Qing San Ye was truly anxious, he was not one of those foppish young masters from the Beijing's Slippery Bird Tea House. He knew that being in the mountains and ditches was the most dangerous time, any mishap could cost everyone's lives.

”It's not fair. Why are you blaming me for having a pile of rocks on the road? Because I'm a stranger? Priest Louis is also a stranger, why aren't you guys nice to him? ” Xiao Letian was really shameless, directly pulling her out to be a shield.

Qing San Ye's nose was crooked from anger. ”Looks like if I didn't hit you, you wouldn't know that Prince Ma has three eyes …” After saying that, he raised his fist and was about to attack. Xiao Letian had his hands tied behind his back, and was completely unable to resist. Even if the little white-collar worker he teleported to was not a match for the peerless Qing San Ye, he would still subconsciously close his eyes.

But the fist he expected to punch did not fall. When he squinted his eyes to take a closer look, he realized that Louis had actually grabbed onto Qing San Ye's wrist with one hand.

Qing San Ye really did not expect this foreigner's hand strength to be so great. He grabbed onto his wrist like a poker, and was unable to break free even after using his strength several times. Louis had also used all his strength, he did not expect that the Eight Flags Soldier s who were smoking in the Qing Dynasty would have such a good physique, to actually be able to cause Louis's forehead to break out in sweat.

”My lords, please don't be angry, please don't be angry …” ”Let's all take a step back. If there's anything we want to say, we can talk about it after we get out of the mountain. Right now, our priority is to clear a path. We must hurry to the wolf-slaying cove before nightfall …” Manager Fan quickly tried to smooth things over. Xiao Letian had passed the second trial.

The caravan's staff and soldiers no longer cared about their status. In order to preserve their lives, they started to clear the pile of rocks. It took them a full two hours to finally clear out a narrow path that the caravan could pass through. When the caravan set off once again, the expected bandits did not appear.

”Oh, Qing San Ye, I feel that the smell is wrong. After cleaning up for such a long time, nothing happened. I suspect that this group of bandits are planning a night raid? ” Manager Fan said with a gloomy face.

”It's possible. The purpose of calculating these stones is to delay us, so that we won't be able to reach the wolf-slaying pit before nightfall and then attack us at night …” ”Damn it, they're determined to kill us all. They want to use the least amount of casualties to kill us all …” Qing San Ye's hands were holding onto the handle of his blade and was about to squeeze out water.

”old shopkeeper's, you're old, can you give me some advice?” Qing San Ye asked. Manager Fan was also not courteous, ”This time we brought a total of 110,000 silver, do you see those thirty tea baskets with mule backs? ”The silver is hidden there. If I really meet bandits, I won't take all of it …”

”No? This is the official silver that was given to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Qing San Ye wanted to continue persuading him, but Manager Fan waved his hand and arrogantly said, ”Isn't it just a hundred thousand? Our Fan family does not care, we can compensate … However, I have a request. My little girl is my flesh and blood, if there is any trouble, I ask that Lord Third protect her. Our Fan family will remember this favor … ” With that, he bowed deeply.

Someone had said that they didn't talk about ghosts during the day and would do whatever they were afraid of at night. While the two of them were whispering to each other, a staggering figure suddenly ran over from the front of the caravan.

It was already dusk, and the sun was setting over the ridge, casting a last ray of sunlight onto the trading road. In this ray of sunlight, people could clearly see that the shop assistant was running slower and slower, and his steps were becoming more and more unsteady.

”Manager...” ”There are bandits up ahead, there are bandits …” As soon as he said that he had hit the road, an arrow pierced into the ground from behind him, causing the shop assistant to stare blankly at him.

The crowd fell silent for a full three seconds, as if time had stopped for another three seconds. Soon after, the caravan exploded, everyone screaming as they tried to find a place to hide. The braver ones even knew how to cover with their weapons, while the timid ones peed their pants in fright.

”Ma Xiaosu is dead!” ”Ma Xiaosu is actually dead, Bodhisattva help …”

”I already said that I would ask the men of the escort company to protect me. You guys didn't want to listen, yet you still said it was safe. Have you gone silly now …?”

”It's Er Mao, the bandit that Er Mao lured over. Kill him and take revenge for the big guy …”

”Bullsh * t. If you didn't kill earlier, kill now. Just you wait for the bandits to take revenge …” Great Master Xiao, Grandpa Xiao, say something. Don't kill anyone, we'll pay you the fare … ”

It's useless begging him, I say it's just bad luck brought by a real foreign devil. He dares to set fire to the demons of Beijing, and he has a ghost soldier on him, this kind of person angers the bandits the most, it's just bad luck brought by him, I spit …

The scene was in a complete mess. Xiao Letian looked at the few shop assistants who were kowtowing to him, and an extremely unrealistic feeling suddenly emerged in his heart. It was as if he was playing a 3D game that was extremely realistic.