Even though Zhang Xinghuo was brave and careful, he felt a chill running down his spine at this moment and asked cautiously: "Don't they eat carrion?"
Lu Ze smiled and said nothing. Zhang Xinghuo reacted instantly when he saw this smile, his heart jumped suddenly, and he lowered his head to hide his shock in order not to lose his composure.
Skeleton mandrills don't eat living things. They look at the people below them as if they were looking at food. This can only mean that they have already determined that these people are...
Zhang Xinghuo shuddered and felt a little scared for no reason.
Of course, it's not because of the weak skeleton mandrills, but because what they see in their eyes is actually themselves who are already destined to die.
The girl's white palms clenched quietly. She lowered her head and was silent for a while, then raised her head again under Lu Ze's still calm eyes.
"It all depends on man!"
These four words are not loud, but they are said decisively.
Lu Ze smiled happily and nodded.
"That's right, it all depends on human effort."
Zhang Xinghuo's eyes were rather strange and he pursed his lips, "The look in your eyes just now was very similar to that of my elder brother."
"Does he think of you the same way?"
"Yes, when I defend myself against something I did wrong, he usually looks like this, with a little comfort and a little encouragement." Zhang Xinghuo felt a little aggrieved as he spoke.
This is obviously a look that coaxes a child!
Lu Ze shook his head, "It's still different."
Zhang Xinghuo:??
"I agree more."
"Cut~"
Zhang Xinghuo curled his lips to express his dissatisfaction, but after "cutting", he smiled because his originally worried and frightened mood was inexplicably better.
"This brother in front of you." Suddenly a low voice greeted from the side.
The two looked back and saw a middle-aged warrior wearing a gray cloak, with thick eyebrows and a square face, about two rows of seats away, looking at him with his fists clasped.
"What's the matter?" Lu Ze's tone was gentle. This demeanor was in great contrast with his age, which made people dare not underestimate him, thinking that he was not the young master of any family.
"I'm Yang Zhuang, the Chongma Town Renshi. I wonder if I can come over and talk to you?" The square-faced warrior was very polite and deliberately suppressed his voice when speaking so that only Lu Ze and others could hear.
Other warriors on the cart noticed this scene, but as they were about to enter the valley, they could only take a look, but no one really paid attention to it.
"Can."
Yang Zhuang's eyes showed a hint of joy, he stood up and walked forward to the front row to sit down.
"I wonder what I call you, young master?"
"My surname is Lu, and my given name is named Ze." Lu Ze said casually.
For some reason, Yang Zhuang felt his temples pounding when he heard this sentence. He thought that this might be hysteria due to fear, so he hurriedly suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said politely:
"How presumptuous, I hope you can forgive me! Just now I noticed that Mr. Lu didn't lower his voice intentionally. Did he really mean what he said to this girl?"
"Any insights?"
Seeing the look in Lu Ze's eyes, Yang Zhuang was frightened, but when he thought about what he wanted, his eyes instantly became firm.
He took out an object that looked like foamy white fungus from his arms and held it gently. A fine air flow spurted out and enveloped the front seat.
The original noise around him and the cries of strange animals in the mountains and forests all disappeared.
"The wind-killing stone is a small object that I got by chance when I was walking at the southern foot of Huangjia Mountain. It can block our voices in three minutes."
Lu Ze nodded, knowing that this was Wuyuan Land's version of the sound-isolating force field. It seemed simple, but its principle and mechanism were much more advanced. It would be best to use it in a high tower.
After Yang Zhuang made sure that the sound was completely isolated, he said in a low voice: "I think the young master is very human, and his eyesight is unique to this Huanglong carriage, so I have a gracious invitation!"
Zhang Xinghuo frowned after hearing this, and reminded Lu Ze with his eyes that it is better to do less while walking outside than to do more.
Lu Ze's eyes responded that the girl didn't need to worry, "Speak."
As a result, the next second, Yang Zhuang said something horrifying: "I am afraid that my life may be in danger during this trip. I only want to ask Mr. Lu for one thing. If I die, can Mr. Lu bring a baby to my mother at home?"
Letter? Just say that I have been traveling for three years."
"As a reward...the Yan family can take away the reward for this trip and Yang's belongings."
After finishing speaking, Yang Zhuang directly handed over a polished iron plate with "Chongma Town No. 56" engraved on it. He looked at Lu Ze with a pleading look on his face.
Lu Ze did not answer directly, nor did he accept the iron plate. Instead, he asked: "You are willing to die before the battle. Brother Yang's words and deeds are not like a warrior. Since you have concerns, why don't you return and fulfill your filial piety?"
Yang Zhuang shook his head, "The rules of the river and lake are that after accepting the recruitment and receiving the reward, you are not allowed to withdraw midway. What's more, this is the team of the Yan family. When you come here, you can't help yourself! As for fulfilling filial piety, there is a younger brother at home,
Mother has enough food and clothing."
"And." Lu Ze spit out two words.
Yang Zhuang smiled bitterly and clasped his fists, "Master Lu has a sharp eye. The eldest brother in the family has been missing for three years. Yang has traced it so far and found out that the place where the eldest brother last appeared was the Yan family's expedition team in the Glacier Ancient Land.
"
"Although there are no traces of that expedition team after they left the ancient glacier land, I have found some information through inquiries over the years. Many people in that team must have lost contact."
"So you came to the Yan family's team to find traces of your elder brother?"
"Exactly! The ancient lands are not isolated from each other. Yang knows that the Guangxi Ancient Land and the Glacier Ancient Land are connected to each other. In addition, the team is led by the Yan family, so there is a reason to come this time."
"The truth is more important than life?" Lu Ze asked calmly.
Yang Zhuang lowered his head in rare silence for a few seconds, then raised his head and said seriously: "It's more important."
"I've written down the address." Lu Ze pushed Yang Zhuang's small iron sign back, "It's a good habit to seek victory before defeat. I believe that Brother Yang has his own destiny."
Yang Zhuang was overjoyed, "Did Young Master agree?"
"I will do what I can." A smile appeared on Lu Ze's lips, like a spring breeze.
"Young Master is so righteous!" Yang Zhuang clasped his fists heavily, then held the wind-killing stone, and the surrounding sound insulation barriers disappeared, and then strode back to his seat.
We were talking about a transaction, but nothing was exchanged throughout the process.
Zhang Xinghuo's lack of interest was not because Yang Zhuang was too petty to pay the deposit, but because as a warrior, the other party didn't even have the determination not to die.
As sharp as an arrow, it is the spirit of a warrior!
For example, she has a reason not to die.
If she dies here, who among the eldest brothers in the family will save her?
After this small episode, this mighty team has completely entered Guangxi Ancient Land.
The long roar of the skeleton mandrill has been left behind. Only when you look up at the cliff can you see scattered green eyes, floating in the distance like fireflies.
The sound of the marching team lingered in my ears again. Although it was a bit noisy, it was not as annoying as the screams of the skeletal mandrills.
So a lot of people started chatting and laughing around again.
With so many warriors and the leader of the team led by Master Yan Wenchang, the sense of security brought by it is absolutely abundant.
At this time, a warrior from the Yan family on horseback rushed back from a distance and shouted: "You can camp at the foggy willow ahead."
After hearing this, many people even yawned and said with a smile, "You can sleep well."
Yan Wenchang's powerful voice also penetrated the air: "Seven hundred meters ahead is a stone beach, which is flat and open enough. If there is mist, there will be water. You can rest after setting up camp."
The rumble of the convoy of men and horses stopped, and the warriors gathered together to wait for the Yan family's entourage to set up camp.
"Why are the tents so far apart?"
Someone muttered.
Naturally, there were others who saw it, but after seeing that the camps were all in order, they no longer worried.
They are all paid to come here, and they are not familiar with each other, so it is better to stay away from each other.
Zhang Xinghuo took advantage of this moment to open the kettle, grabbed a few medicinal herbs from his medicine bag, chewed the water and took it, then stood there with his eyes closed and adjusted his breathing.
Lu Ze supported the front armrest of the Longma cart with both hands and looked into the dark night ahead.
His eyes are bright and his gaze is peaceful.
No one saw it, but the shadow of a phoenix flashed across his eyes.
Lu Ze closed his eyes, still leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, like a traveler closing his eyes and facing the evening breeze to appreciate nature.
No one knew that in his spiritual vision, another scene appeared in the huge valley in front of him.
black curtain...
Big and small whirlpools...one by one...
Flickering brightly and darkly.
Like holes leading to death.
It also looks like a ferocious mouth and greedy eyes.
In the gloomy "horizon" background, the shimmering star power gathered into large and small rainbow currents, like streams drawn into the sea, endlessly pouring into whirlpools.
This is the constant flow of stars.
This is a world that presents deathly silence and terror, overlapping yet isolated from reality.
"What a nostalgic scent."
Lu Ze opened his hands with a smile on his face, as if he was embracing spring.
