Before setting off, Lu Shu bent down and took a look. Li Heitan was clinging to the bottom of the car, intending to follow him secretly, but Lu Shu forcefully grabbed him down.
Lu Shu said earnestly: "I'm going to explore the road, and when I'm sure there's no problem, I'll call a group of you over. You can practice at home at ease. If you're strong enough, you might be able to help."
Li Heitan nodded quickly, as long as the king promised to call them over!
When Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu went to join the caravan, the caravan didn't think much about it. There were many nobles riding in their team on weekdays, so they just charged the price. The caravan was responsible for their meals and daily accommodation.
When the caravan saw Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu, they didn't think much about it. Firstly, they had never seen them before, and secondly, they never thought that the lord of Nangeng City would go out at this time, and Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu didn't look like them.
City Lord...
The one who drives the car is the bishop. Nowadays, the first-level bishop has become the most powerful labor force of Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu. The bishop is used to drive the car and the bishop is used to stand guard. After all, when night comes, the caravan often sleeps in the wild. When sleeping,
Lu Shu was really uneasy when there was no sober person around him. He and Lu Xiaoyu had not yet been promoted to the first rank, so they did not have the ability to become alert when being stared at.
The people in the caravan did not deliberately talk to Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu. In each other's eyes, the two parties had a trading relationship. The caravan could just bring Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu to the royal city. As for Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu,
It doesn't matter what the identity is, it has nothing to do with them.
In the eyes of the caravan, how can the great masters use them as piggybackers? The people who need them are those who are afraid of bandits. How can the great masters be afraid of bandits?
In fact, the leader of the caravan probably never thought that the person he was transporting this time might be a bandit... or the famous bandit leader named Lu Zhoutian now...
Before Lu Shu joined the caravan, he knew that the highest level in the caravan was only second-level, so the threat from the caravan was almost negligible. After all, Jasanyi, Anthony, and the bishop were all first-level now.
Even if there are many wealthy families in Lu Zhou, there are only three wealthy children who can protect them when traveling...or none at all.
There were more than twenty people in the caravan who paid money to go with them, but none of them could go as far as Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu. However, the caravan would continue to absorb such "passengers" along the way, so there would be a steady stream of people.
Come in.
During the day, Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu would stay in the carriage while they were on the road. Lu Xiaoyu would sit next to the bishop, with his two calves dangling outside the carriage in boredom. Lu Shu, on the other hand, would sit in the carriage and practice swordplay.
I saw him sitting cross-legged in the carriage with his eyes closed and meditating, with a newly broken branch on his knees. It was still the same as before, with the branches and leaves still on it.
Nowadays, Lu Shu seems to no longer need to move when practicing his sword. The sword intention is hidden in his heart and is ready to come out. Occasionally, the branch placed on his lap will buzz and tremble, but the branch is always safe and sound.
At the same time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was always gathering towards his body, strengthening his muscles, bones, flesh and blood.
If anyone from the Sword House is around, they will be surprised. Even in the Sword House, no one can give up the practice of external swordsmanship and directly cultivate the sword intention in their mind before becoming a first-class swordsman.
Lu Xiaoyu dangled his calves outside and listened to the people in the caravan discussing that if the caravan marched smoothly, they would be able to witness the grand selection of the Royal City Sword House.
The leader of the caravan said with a smile that the selection of Jianlu every year is a grand event, which is more lively than the festivals. The disciples of Jianlu are all wonderful. They, who are small cultivators, finally have the opportunity to observe what the big monks are like.
What kind of style is it.
The disciples of Jianlu from other places will also rush back. There were fighting in many places, but as a result, the disciples of Jianlu, who are the commanders, will stop fighting at this time. Even the hostile sides on the battlefield will call themselves brothers in Jianlu at this moment.
War is for profit, but the magical thing is that a life-and-death war cannot break the friendship between the disciples of Jianlu.
Lu Xiaoyu curled his lips after hearing this: "How can there be such an ideal place?"
As a result, others heard this and said with a smile: "Little girl, you are also going to the Royal City. When you get there, you will understand that Jianlu is a magical place."
Lu Xiaoyu pouted again. According to what these people said, Jianlu never strives for any benefits. It can only be maintained by the disciples' spontaneous offerings. Moreover, it is forbidden to deify the owner of Jianlu. It seems that Jianlu
It was just a random thing, with no intention of doing anything else except helping the God King fight the war.
Only a psycho would do such things that benefit others and not benefit oneself, that's what Lu Xiaoyu thought.
But when these people were discussing Jianlu, Lu Xiaoyu thought that Lu Shu would soon become what they called a disciple of Jianlu, and then when he heard them talk about how powerful and glorious the disciples of Jianlu were, he suddenly became happy.
Logically speaking, Lu Xiaoyu doesn't care about Lu Shu's current status and whether he can become a disciple of Jianlu, but he is just happy.
Moreover, in her mind, if Lu Shu wanted to become a Jianlu disciple, he would definitely be able to do it.
Caravans like to call the guests they bring along as employers to show respect. At this time, an "employer" in the caravan suddenly asked curiously: "You caravans must have taken along many people when they traveled all over the country. Is there anything new that you have done?"
and people?"
"Haha," the leader of the caravan said, "of course. Three years ago, there was a noble boy from the east who proudly said that he had received a recommendation letter and was going to participate in the Jianlu selection. We supported him all the way, and it turned out that
What’s wrong? As soon as he arrived at the royal city, he was so frightened that he begged us to take him home quickly, haha, anyone can go to the Jianlu selection?”
"Then are all the goods you usually transport valuable?" the middle-aged employer smiled.
"It's not worth much," the team leader suddenly lowered his voice: "What we do is buying and selling, how much money can we make?"
The team leader knew very well that wealth should not be revealed. However, as the former chief steward of Nangeng City, Lu Xiaoyu certainly knew that this caravan was very powerful. The number of purchases ranked among the top five of all caravans, and the Song family did not buy them.
Much.
Lu Xiaoyu was angry when he thought about handing over the accounts with Zhang Weiyu and the others. Why are a group of big men so bad at math that they can't even figure out an account?!
At this moment, someone suddenly asked Xiaoyu: "Little girl, are you going to the royal city? Why, are you going to join the master's family?"
The team leader suddenly asked curiously: "You are not going to participate in the Jianlu selection, are you?"
Hey, the more the team leader says this, the more likely it is that the Wuwei Army sells its quota to noble children and is no longer a matter of a day or two. The current Wuwei Army is stationed in Nangeng City, and the two young and old people also came from