Chapter 331 Everyone is evil
"Where is this young man going?"
The team must be trying to make extra money from more than just Zhao Yushu. In fact, Zhao already had five travel companions before he got on the bus.
The person who greeted him at this time was a middle-aged man who was riding in the same donkey cart with him. He had a pointed face and a big mole on his chin.
"Nanyang." Zhao Yushu answered with a smile. It would be nice to go to Nanyang, but not into the city.
"Nanyang, Nanyang is great. I'm going to Nanyang too. What kind of business do you do?"
"read."
"Study? Why not go to Dongdu?"
“I can’t pass the exam.”
The topic terminator, Old Zhao, easily suffocated this seemingly dishonest travel companion. Zhao Yushu did not use his eyes to see if the other party was a cultivator. The old man had specifically pointed out that one should not look at other people's cultivation level at every turn, as it was very dangerous.
And the other person didn't even look at him, maybe he was just an ordinary traveler.
As long as he stops looking for himself.
Zhao Yushu was lying on the cargo, which was a bit uneven and very uncomfortable.
Old Zhao once thought about asking Boss Gu to take him directly to Yuezhou, or at worst he could fly all the way and travel hundreds of miles a day, but he remembered what his teacher said in the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains: this universe seemed to prevent peeping from a high position, and if one wanted to see it, he had to walk towards it step by step.
Zhao Yushu turned his head and looked at the old donkey pulling the cart in front of him with a grunt. Well, this can be considered as one step at a time.
At night, the caravan began to look for a sheltered place to camp. The passengers could either eat their own dry food or spend some money to buy food from the escort team. In line with the principle of not showing off one's wealth, the six passengers took out their own food from the bags.
"Hey bro, I have some fried cakes here. How about exchanging them for some pickles?" The middle-aged man with a mole came over and handed over a large pancake that was steaming with oil.
the second time.
Zhao Yushu smiled and shook his head, taking out some of the pickles wrapped in the lotus leaf and pouring them on the oil cakes: "It's not worth the money, so why not exchange it?"
The pickles were taken from the academy cafeteria, and more braised and cooked food were placed in storage bags. The entire bill was paid for by the wealthy Meng Laosi.
"You are such a good person, young man. Haha, I won't be polite then." The middle-aged man wrapped the oil cake and started to eat it in big mouthfuls. Zhao Yushu glanced at him and silently ate his dry food.
This is not a grassland, so naturally no one would hold a bonfire party after dinner. The convoy simply formed a semicircle, lit a few fires, and everyone went to sleep in groups of three or two.
Zhao Yushu hid next to a truck, leaning against the wheel, squinting at the middle-aged man not far away. The ground was uneven and the wheels were hard and dirty, which was very uncomfortable.
"Good morning, little brother. It's getting cold. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold wearing so little?"
"You are young and energetic, nothing will happen, haha."
Zhao Yushu greeted him with a smile, sat on the bicycle frame, took off one of his boots, and knocked it a few times to get rid of the dirt on it.
Boots must not contain mud, otherwise they will become hard once they dry, and the ground will be bumpy and you will limp, which is very uncomfortable.
the third time.
Zhao Yushu's face gradually darkened.
I left Dongdu without disguising myself or hiding my whereabouts. If someone was keeping an eye on the academy, it wouldn't be difficult for them to find out my whereabouts.
It is even easier to blend into a caravan that happens to pass by in advance. It is easy for the monks to use silver or create accidents to delay time.
Of course, it may be that I am overthinking it. I have just seen too many times a group of cute little people in the academy being plotted against by others every day, and I am stressed out.
Zhao Yushu rubbed his brows. He believed that if he used his spiritual power to look at this moment, he would only see an ordinary middle-aged man.
The other person is just an ordinary person, there is nothing wrong with his behavior, he keeps a perfect distance, and is casual yet a little bit close, without any flaws.
This is simply the standard attitude of an old-timer who has been out there for many years towards a college student who has just graduated.
But why do I feel so weird?
Nothing happened for many days, and in fact, more passengers chatted with Zhao Yushu these days, and everyone was having a great time during the meal.
It’s just like the scene of riding a green train in the previous life.
As time passed, everyone became closer and closer. There were more conversations and jokes among them on a daily basis. Even the escorts began to talk and laugh with everyone.
Everyone seemed to be non-hostile to me and maintained a very good social distance.
How could it be such a coincidence that everyone has exactly the same attitude towards themselves.
Zhao Yushu almost couldn't help laughing.
It turns out that it’s not just one person.
Zhao Yushu suddenly no longer felt uncomfortable, but completely relaxed. He ate and drank as usual, and even took the initiative to talk and laugh with people around him every day. What's more, he didn't mind taking out a few coins and playing a few dice.
However, the attitudes of the people around him further confirmed Zhao Yushu's thoughts. The more friendly he acted, the more awkward these people became.
You still have to practice.
The convoy slowly entered the Jiufeng Mountain area. Zhao Yushu looked at the lush and endless mountains, closed his eyes silently, and quietly felt the closeness and joy that the entire mountain conveyed to him.
The mountain god died, but Jiufeng Mountain became more vibrant. Perhaps this is how nature is. It does not need a so-called god to manage it. All things have their freedom.
However, Jiufeng Mountain also sent him another message: there was hostility lurking among the mountains.
Zhao Yushu chuckled and said, “You guys really know how to find a place.”
"Hey!" A loud shout interrupted Zhao Yushu's thoughts. A burly man jumped out of the woods beside the road, holding a nine-ring broadsword and suddenly blocked the road.
Zhao Yushu was shocked. He had thought of many possibilities, but he never expected the other party to be so dedicated and to give him a complete set of dramas as a gift.
"My dear man, what do you mean?" The leader of the escort rode forward and asked loudly.
"I built this road, I planted this tree, if you want to pass by here, please leave some money for passage."
Everyone looked back in shock, even the big man stood there with his mouth open, because these words were not said by him.
"How about it? Doesn't it rhyme?" Zhao Yushu stood on the truck, put his hands on the pergola and looked at the woods on both sides.
"One, two, three, four, five... seventeen, eighteen, come out, aren't you afraid of being bitten by insects if you stay inside?"
The group of heroes in the woods were a little confused. Their script was forcibly interrupted, so they didn't know how to act afterwards.
"Little brother! Stop talking nonsense. We have our own escort agency to deal with these strong men. Come down quickly!" The middle-aged man with a mole pulled Zhao Yushu's trouser leg, a little panicked.
"Oh, yes, you guys keep going. I just held it in for too long and couldn't help but come out for some fresh air. Keep going."
Zhao Yushu sat down obediently in the truck, leaving the big man and the escort leader looking at each other in bewilderment. What should they do? Should they continue?
"Ahem, um, yes, leave some money for the passage!"
The atmosphere has been set to this point, I have no choice but to act. I can't just turn around and leave.
Zhao Yushu regretted not putting some melon seeds, fruits or something in the package, but judging from the situation, he wouldn't be able to keep going for long.
On a small hill not far away, several monks were looking down the hill with frowns on their faces. The development of events seemed to be different from what they had planned.