Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 2: Only short trips

Zhou Ping thought about it for a long time. He wanted to change but also didn't want to.

Reasons for wanting to change: The world is in chaos, and you never know when you might run into a deadly escort mission. If you have skills and props with you, your chances of survival will increase. Zhou Ping also really wants to know what awesome things the panel will give him.

But Zhou Ping didn't dare to change.

First of all, I don’t know what these two are.

Secondly, I only have one year and one month to live. If I use up one year, I will only have one month left.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, so Zhou Ping did not dare to exchange his life for two things he did not know what they were.

"Forget it, go to bed early. We have to go on a mission before dawn tomorrow."

Zhou Ping stopped struggling and slowly fell asleep.

He is on the path of immortality, so he doesn't have that sense of urgency.

Zhou Ping remembered that there was a guy named Changsheng, also known as Emperor Shitian, who reached the pinnacle of this world by constantly changing his identities and practicing various martial arts.

There is still a lot of time, no rush.

Fifty miles east of Qinghe County is a medicinal mountain.

The mountain is very big.

There are also many medicinal herbs on the mountain.

As the saying goes, you can rely on mountains to eat mountains, and you can rely on water to eat water.

The pillar industry of Qinghe County is medicinal materials.

People in the mountains are responsible for collecting herbs. There are many pharmacies in Qinghe County that are responsible for making the medicine and then selling it to other places.

The main business of the Yan Family Escort Agency where Zhou Ping works is to escort medicinal materials to other places.

There are more than hundreds of warriors in the escort agency, many of whom are masters. Even the officials of Qinghe County are very fond of this force. They come to inspect and learn during every festival and send banners with words such as "Working hard for the people".

As for the various gangs in Qinghe County, they also treat the Escort Agency with great respect. On weekdays, they dare not ask the Escort Agency's bodyguards for protection fees.

This can be considered a hidden benefit for the bodyguards.

In the past few years, the escort agency's missions were long-distance, and once they were on a mission, it would take ten days or half a month for the nearest person to return.

In recent years, due to natural disasters and man-made tragedies, the number of refugees and bandits has increased.

When the mountain people were delivering goods from the mountains to the county, they were robbed many times.

Gradually, the mountain people began to hire people from the escort agency to escort the medicinal materials.

Firstly, spending a small amount of money will not harm the lives of the mountain people.

Secondly, even if the goods were stolen, the escort agency would still have to pay compensation.

Only then did the escort agency have short-distance missions.

Short-distance missions only take one day to go back and forth.

The escort agency actually looked down on this kind of short-distance mission because it didn't make money. However, based on the consideration of building a training base for rookies, the escort agency expanded this business.

Short quests only cost three copper coins per day.

A piece of bread costs one copper coin. If a person eats three meals a day, his day's work is wasted.

This kind of short-distance mission is usually done by novices and newbies, because due to the reputation of the escort agency, this route is very safe.

Since Zhou Ping traveled to this world, he has been on short-distance missions. His excuse to the outside world is that he was injured and needed to recover.

In fact, Zhou Ping was unwilling to take risks. Long-distance missions outside could earn money and offer more lifespan as rewards, but this short-distance mission was safer.

What Zhou Ping wants is safety, after all, he can live forever.

Zhou Ping is not in a hurry.

Noon, on the mountain road.

Ten carriages were moving slowly.

There were eight or nine bodyguards next to the carriage.

Zhou Ping was originally at the end of the team, but he quickened his pace and soon reached the center of the team.

The middle of the team is safer, and even if you encounter robbers, you can have some peace of mind for a while.

On the panel on the right side of Zhou Ping's eyes, a white dot was moving slowly.

This is another function of the panel: navigation positioning.

The escort agency has many tasks, and the panel on the right side of the split screen will allow Zhou Ping to select the task.

Once the mission is determined, the cargo and destination will appear on the panel.

The two white dots on the panel represent the cargo and the destination.

When Zhou Ping first saw this function, he couldn't help but sigh: God's chosen courier.

"Uncle Lame, it's rare for you to lead the team yourself. Can you tell us the story of your escort work?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that Uncle Cripple killed many people when he was young!"

"Who would kill people? I heard Uncle Lame has killed quite a few ghosts!"

The dull dart team suddenly found a topic and immediately became lively.

Even the mountain folks driving the horses looked at an old man in the front carriage. The old man had half white hair and beard, many wrinkles on his face, and he was holding a gilded cane in his hand. His right leg was curled up, and he was obviously lame.

Uncle Lame is the leader of this mission.

Uncle Lame is actually not a bodyguard, but the accountant of the escort agency.

He and the owner of the escort agency are fellow apprentices and have a deep relationship. They went out into the world together when they were young.

Later he had an accident and became crippled, so he stopped escorting and worked as an accountant in the escort agency.

Although he is lame, Uncle Lame's strength is unmatched by ordinary people.

This kind of short-distance mission is not worthy of Uncle Bo's efforts.

Uncle Bo came to the mountain to relax and see if there were any old medicinal herbs.

This time, he actually found a ginseng that was several decades old.

Uncle Lame is usually the accountant. He is very powerful and arrogant. He basically ignores the younger generations.

But this time, maybe because I bought a decades-old wild ginseng at a low price, I was in a particularly happy mood and actually started chatting with the rookie about the topic.

"Kill people? Kill ghosts?"

"Killing someone is nothing. As long as you are stronger than him, you can always kill him."

"Killing ghosts is nothing. They are not very intelligent and are afraid of things. As long as you prepare talisman paper or black dog blood and other items, you can easily kill them."

"The most difficult to kill are demons! Demons have illusion skills and can transform into human forms, making them indistinguishable from humans. Some can even transform into beautiful women to lure people into traps."

Uncle Lame touched his stump and recalled the past.

Ghost? Are there really ghosts in this world?

Monster? A monster that transforms into a beautiful woman? Are there really monsters in this world?

Zhou Ping pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

Zhou Ping knew that Uncle Bo was aloof and arrogant. If the escorts were strong, he would still give them a smile. But Uncle Bo never looked at Zhou Ping and his group of novices.

Since Uncle Lame said there are monsters in this world, then it is almost certain. A bunch of rookies are not worth him deceiving.

"Uncle Lame, what happens when the demon turns into a woman?"

"Yeah, yeah, what can I do?"

Whenever men want to chat, women always can't avoid this topic.

"hey-hey."

"You little brats are really ignorant and fearless."

"If you dare to touch the banshees, they will suck your yang energy and turn you into jerky!"

Uncle Lame looked at this group of rookies and sneered.

"So, Uncle Lame, can the banshee sleep?"

"Yeah, it's okay to die in the belly of a banshee."

The rookies all started to make a fuss. Compared to death, they cared more about whether the banshee could do them a small favor and then thank her later.

"Of course it is."

Uncle Lame stopped talking before he finished speaking, then frowned and looked at the path ahead.

There are slopes on both sides of the path, and on the slopes are dense forests.

Before the escorts and the mountain people noticed anything, the carriages stopped.

The horse sensed danger.

Not only did the horse stop, but it also cried out in annoyance.

Zhou Ping's eyes tightened and he quickly took out the long knife from his back.

The horse's reaction made Zhou Ping realize that something was wrong.

As Zhou Ping drew his sword, the other bodyguards also reacted.

The escorts drew their swords and protected the carriage.

The mountain people driving the horses were so frightened that they hid under the carriage.

There was a small commotion in the whole team.

"Don't panic, Uncle Lame is here, it's no big deal."

Zhou Ping shouted.

As Zhou Ping's voice fell, both the people and the horses became quieter.

Uncle Lame glanced at Zhou Ping, then looked away.

It’s not that Zhou Ping wants to be this conspicuous bag.

But the team is in chaos, which is not good for me.

Now, we all prosper together and suffer together.

The enemy hasn't appeared yet, but we've already lost our composure. It's easy for problems to arise at that time. If a rookie accidentally hits one of our own people, it would be a big loss.

(End of this chapter)