Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 54 Escort Team
The prefecture where Beishi City is located, if placed on the map of the Nine Provinces, belongs to the southwest corner.

To the north lies Youzhou, to the east Yueyang, and to the south Canglu.

Given the current situation in Ling Kingdom, apart from the Shuzhou region, only Canglu can be considered relatively stable.

Leyang Prefecture is a branch of the Longjiang River, a prosperous commercial area that has thrived since ancient times. Unfortunately, only the three counties of western Leyang are still under the actual control of the imperial court.

Nine years ago, the Admiral of the Longjiang Navy took advantage of the emergency at Tiequan Pass to seize power and declare himself king. Although he did not openly rebel against Da Ling, he had effectively become a separatist, and the military and political affairs of Dong Le Yang were no longer under the control of the imperial court.

In addition, the frequent floods in recent years make it an undesirable place to go.

But if we really go to Canglu, not to mention whether the Weishan Sect has already run away, even if we don't consider that, there is another problem.

wanted.

No matter what, these are the heinous criminals who "murdered the prime minister." Letting them escape from Beishi City is one thing, but an arrest warrant still needs to be issued.

Because the society is relatively stable and the government offices in various counties are still in effect, the pressure of arresting and apprehending the herons is relatively high.

Hiding one's head while revealing one's tail is indeed uncomfortable.

"Let's head north instead."

Pei Xia held a bone and tapped the firewood in the fire: "Although Luo Xian has a legitimate reason for his attack, it will take time to really mobilize for war. The three of us can travel light, and even if we don't go through Tiequan Pass, we can still cross mountains and valleys. Once we reach Youzhou, we won't have to worry about the Ling Kingdom's wanted notice."

Lu Li was still sucking on the tiny bird wing. She was clearly very hungry after getting rid of the exhaustion caused by the calamity pig. She nodded without even hearing what Pei Xia was saying.

“Youzhou…” Xu Shangxin murmured to himself.

Youzhou is too far away.

From the time she could remember, she had lived in Beishi City. Whether she lived in a dirty alley in the outer city as a child or later moved into the Prime Minister's Mansion, she had never left this capital of the Great Ling Kingdom for the past twenty years.

Unexpectedly, he ended up leaving as a wanted criminal; life is truly unpredictable.

Shaking her head, knowing that being sentimental was useless, she looked at Pei Xia: "Given our current situation, let alone crossing mountains and valleys, it's difficult to even leave the capital region."

"By the time we reach the border, we'll have almost fully recovered. We still can't linger in the capital region. For one thing, what if there are pursuers?"

Pei Xia stood up and gently patted Xu Shangxin's head. He knew that no matter how much he tried to remain calm, Xu Shangxin would need time to process everything that was happening.

All he could say was, "I'll go find you some herbal remedies for external application."

……

In the fourteenth year of the Northern Xing of Ling Kingdom, in May, the news of the murder of Pei Xi, the prime minister of the Great Ling Kingdom, was announced to the world.

As a wise and capable prime minister who governed the country effectively, he traveled from the west to the sea of ​​Shuzhou and from the east to the boats of Leyang. The people were all indignant and passionate, and their denunciation of the northern barbarians reached its climax since the fall of Youzhou fifteen years ago.

Princess Luo Xian wept uncontrollably and wore mourning clothes for seven days, determined to make the Northern Barbarians pay the price.

Upon hearing this, everyone could understand the implication behind Luo Xian's words, and the entire Ling Kingdom began to stand in solemn silence.

Especially in the capital region surrounding the northern capital, soldiers and armor, which were rarely seen before, began to frequently cross the official roads, and sometimes the sound of galloping horses could be heard all night long.

The escort team from Chang Le Escort Agency had only rested by the roadside for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn when they saw two groups of government troops hurrying past.

Young镖头 Feng Xi was bold; he didn't lower his head when he saw the government troops passing by, but instead stared wide-eyed at them.

Feng Changhai, the head of the household, slapped him on the head and glared at his son: "What are you looking at?" "Just looking," Feng Xi said, shrinking back, "These guys in armor, I used to have to treat one of them well, but I've never seen them all together like this."

"You still know what's what!"

Feng Changhai whispered, "I've traveled this route to Nest Nest Mountain for half my life and rarely seen anything like this. Something big must have happened. We mustn't get involved."

Those who escort goods are the most well-informed; not only are they friends with the local post stations, but they are also friends with many of the postmasters along the way.

However, the goods being delivered to Nestlé Hill were not meant to be seen in the open, and the caravan tried to avoid people along the way, which resulted in temporary isolation.

Feng Xi was young, in his early twenties. Although he had passed the "Four Gates" exam and was wearing the "Three-Colored Ribbon," he still lacked experience. Every time he went on a mission with his father, he was scolded, and he had long been dissatisfied.

He plucked a blade of grass and put it in his mouth, his gaze sweeping over the group of resting镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) around him, and looking at the three people in the corner of the group: "You still criticize me? When you're out escorting goods, you should avoid getting hurt if you can avoid it. You're the one who taught me that. Why did you bring those three with you?"

"You're really clueless."

At this point, a hint of pride appeared on Feng Changhai's face. He took a sip from his water bag and said, "Did you see the weapon that man was holding?"

"I saw it. It's three feet long, without a sheath, and wrapped in a rag."

“That’s a magical artifact.” Feng Changhai emphasized with his finger.

Feng Xi was startled: "The Zhen Gang Realm?"

In the land of Kyushu, cultivators are not uncommon. Like Wen Feng, if you try many times, you will eventually succeed.

However, due to limitations in qualifications, the hurdle of becoming a spirit is a barrier that blocks 90% of mortals.

Like in the Chang Le Escort Agency, there are many who have spent their entire lives transforming into a ghost.

Nicknames like "Iron-Armed Monkey" and "Iron Leg" mostly refer to characters who have transformed into only one arm or one leg.

There are many others like Feng Changhai, who were self-aware from the start. When they were in the Netherworld, they refined their entire bodies. Although they could not reach a higher realm, they were still better than ordinary people.

The head of the household looked at his son and patted him on the shoulder: "I don't have much hope for your father. You're still young. Those cultivators at the Zhen Gang level have magic weapons, so they must have powerful backgrounds. There are few times when we can help them. But if we help them out, you can ask them for advice later. Maybe you can even successfully transform into a demon."

Feng Xi was young and still had a bit of a temper. Although he longed to achieve something in his cultivation, the words that came out of his mouth were: "What kind of skill is it to rely on others for help?"

These words earned him another slap on the head from Feng Changhai. He glared at Feng Xi with exasperation, saying, "Just think about those servants from Quechao Mountain, they look at us like we're dogs. Aren't you angry?"

Feng Xi pursed his lips and remained silent.

The Snow Swallow Sect is located on Nest Nest Mountain. It is a famous cultivation sect in Sheng County. There are several smaller sects under the sect that support it. The Chang Le Escort Agency often does business with them and sends some offerings to Nest Nest Mountain.

This time, in addition to the tributes from the subordinate sects, it also coincided with the birthday of the old sect leader, Xu Chengfeng. The gifts that the escort agency brought to the old sect leader were extremely valuable.

Seeing that his son was silent, Feng Changhai nodded at him again as if he was trying hard: "Go, take them some dry food, and try to get on their good side."

Feng Xi said "Eh," picked up his dry rations, and stood up.

Feng Changhai added, "Don't stare at those girls too much."

Feng Xi blushed: "What are you talking about? When did I ever stare at that woman?"

(End of this chapter)