249 The body is like a floating cloud (Thanks to the leader of pingchuwu)
In the morning, the sky is dim.
On the official road at the edge of Heiwu Mountain, there were teams of horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts, carrying cartloads of goods and more than fifty people accompanying them, slowly heading towards Yunzhou.
On the carriage convoy at the head, there is a large flag representing the caravan. There are square characters written on it.
This is a caravan heading to Yunzhou.
Joining the caravan was also a disguise method devised by Wei He and his team. When he came from Yunzhou before, he had to be cautious because of his low cultivation level, only at the third level of blood.
But now that Wei He has perfected his own bone training, he has begun to train his internal organs.
Wan Qingqing is also a bone forger, and she is accompanied by two female disciples who specialize in taking care of her.
Both of them have strong muscles, thick waists and round arms, and their strength is at the level of martial arts masters. They are also young talents selected from martial arts masters with good attainments in poison. So there is no need to be as troublesome as before.
It has been nearly two years since Wan Du Sect has added Poison Dao courses, and some good ideas have emerged.
Wei He felt that he had someone to succeed him, and this time he could use the right candidate.
Apart from anything else, as long as these two people can skillfully use some of his original medicines and some of Jiuying's original healing medicines, they will be pretty good.
At this time, Wei He and Wan Qingqing were in the motorcade, sitting in the carriage of the penultimate carriage. Two female martial arts disciples were watching on horseback.
To other people in the caravan, the four of them were strangers who suddenly joined in after paying money midway.
It seems that Wei He's size and the size of the two female disciples are both somewhat extraordinary.
But when they were out, the leader of the caravan who led the caravan was not someone who had never seen the world. He was sure that Wei He and the others just wanted to go to Yunzhou together, so he didn't think too much about it.
On the contrary, a person of Wei He's size seems to have some strength at first glance, and he may be able to help out if he encounters any danger along the way.
The leader of the Fang family is a middle-aged man named Fang Zheng.
The prime age for a caravan leader is between thirty and forty-five.
During this period, people have passed middle age, their strength and financial resources have been guaranteed to a certain extent, and they have accumulated some experience in running business routes, so they are also the most suitable candidates.
Fang Zheng is like this. He has also practiced some martial arts. He can shoot a wolf dart within thirty meters with one hand. He can hit wherever he points.
Although his strength was only second-blood, he was well aware of the shortcomings of his lack of talent, so he hired three additional third-blood warriors named Fang, relatives of his own family.
Fang Hong, Fang Sha, Fang Zhi.
The three of them are two men and one woman, one is mainly practicing leg skills, and the two are training weapons, which is rare.
In addition, there are about twelve first-blood guards in the team.
These guards are all people with poor qualifications and little financial resources who train hard.
However, under Fang Zheng's training, the twelve people cooperated with each other tacitly, and it was of great use at critical moments.
The rest are ordinary guards, which can be regarded as saving money.
The carriage rolled its wheels slowly.
Wei He stayed with Wan Qingqing in the car for a while. After getting out of the carriage, he chased a few steps forward and came to a small carriage in the middle.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, revealing a small window. The window was filled with some food and drink, as well as daily necessities, such as scissors, needlework, and deworming medicine.
This is an ingenious temporary store built by a small caravan, and it is also a mobile type.
"Let's have some yellow gin wine." Wei He handed over a few dimes, which are large coins made from some kind of animal horn. Ten of them are equivalent to one golden bean, and they are also the most commonly used base currency in circulation.
"Okay, how many do you want?" The seller was a bright-eyed little girl who looked very smart.
The little guy had a simple ponytail. Although his skin was a little rough due to exposure to the sun and wind, his small chest was bulging, his waist was soft and slender, and his facial features were pretty and regular. He attracted the attention of the men in the caravan.
"Let's get six, it will be more auspicious." Wei He said with a smile.
Now he doesn't have to deal with a bunch of chores in the sect, he only needs to accompany his wife. Even his wife Wan Qingqing doesn't need him to accompany her. After all, she also needs to practice martial arts and hone her strength.
Although you are still pregnant, this kind of exercise can have a positive stimulating effect on the development of the fetus.
So Wei He had some free time. When he had nothing to do, he would use silk energy to penetrate his own internal organs to speed up the process of training the internal organs.
Today is the second day of joining this caravan. On the first day, he bought the yellow gin wine in this mobile store to taste it.
If not for anything else, it’s because the yellow gin wine tastes so fragrant.
After drinking one, Wei He decisively fell in love with the taste, which was similar to the fresh oranges in his previous life.
In fact, he doesn't like sour food very much, but this taste makes him miss it very much.
"It's not good to drink too much, Mr. Wei," the little girl advised kindly.
"It's okay, this little wine is nothing." Wei He said with a smile, it's really nothing. The alcohol content is not even comparable to that of beer. He estimated that with his own physique, he would not be able to get drunk after drinking dozens of bottles.
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Mainly just to taste it.
"Okay, this is your wine." The little girl handed the yellow gin wine to Wei He one by one.
This kind of wine is packed in an earthy yellow bamboo tube. One end of the bamboo tube is plugged with a wooden stopper. You can drink it by unplugging it. It is naturally green and pollution-free.
After getting the drink, Wei He followed the car and drank it, planning to go back to Wan Qingqing's place after finishing the drink to prevent the smell of the alcohol from affecting the fetus.
"Uncle Wei, are you going to Yunzhou this time to visit relatives or what are you doing?" the little girl asked curiously.
"Yes, I'm going back to visit relatives. I'm not visiting relatives. How can I bring my family with me and only bring such a few things?" Wei He nodded.
"Now is not a good time to visit the bride. There has been a famine in Yunzhou recently, which is very difficult." The little girl lowered her voice.
"I know, otherwise you wouldn't be able to make any money from the food and other things sent by your caravan, right?" Wei He said with a smile.
Outside, he is not the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, but just an ordinary traveler returning home.
"What's your name, little guy? Where are you from?" he asked casually.
"You can call me Fang Yongchun, or Xiao Chunzi. I was picked up and raised by the team leader.
As for where my family is from, who knows. But most of our team members are from Yunzhou."
"Oh? Where are you in Yunzhou?"
"From Sioux City."
"Su City...it's very close to my hometown. My hometown is from Feiye City." Wei He said with a smile.
"Feiye City... It is said that there was a fierce battle with the rebels of the Xiangtori Sect. The Hong family army suffered a lot of losses, and now there is still some chaos in the city." Fang Yongchun shook his head.
"Really? Then where will your convoy stop? Will it pass through Feiye City?" Wei He asked as the smile on his face faded.
"It should take a full circle. The final destination is Yunzhou Prefecture. Exchange the grain for products from various places and then transport it back together." Fang Yongchun nodded.
"Speaking of which, the last time we went there, there was a drought in Fucheng, and there was a shortage of water everywhere. It took a long time to wipe the body, which was very difficult."
Xiaochun was talking nonstop, and from time to time, he quickly greeted the guests in the caravan who came to buy things.
Listening to her narration, Wei He gradually fell into memories of the past while drinking fruit wine.
That was his memory when he was in Feiye City.
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Yunzhou Feiye City.
In a dark room.
Wei Chun suddenly woke up from the convulsion and stood up from the bed covered in sweat.
She lowered her head in silence, feeling sweat dripping down the side of her face and onto the back of her hands.
"The third time...this dream..."
Since returning to Feiye City, she took her parents with her at first and was able to earn some food by doing hard work, so the three of them could barely eat enough.
But later, as the Xiangtori Sect was in turmoil again, the Hong family failed to suppress it in time. Half of the granaries in the city were burned down, and most of the inner city was destroyed.
As a result, the food that was originally enough to be barely full became only half-full.
Every day, the family goes out to work hungry, and then goes home to rest after dark.
I feel weak and unable to move. After work, I can't go anywhere at all.
Days like this have been going on for a long time.
When Wei Chun is free, he can't help but think of his second sister and younger brother, wondering how they are doing now.
It's just that the Blackwater Gang has long since disappeared, and none of the former acquaintances are left, almost all of them dead.
Most of the acquaintances I have now are friends I met while working in the mine. We all support and care for each other, and we have made it all the way to where we are now.
"Alas..." Wei Chun sighed, walked to the water tank, picked up his special water ladle, scooped out some water and drank it in one gulp.
Fortunately, since last year, the severe drought has somewhat recovered, and rainfall has begun to increase again.
Because of this, everyone can support it.
Wei Chun straightened his clothes, opened the curtain and walked out.
The sky was slightly bright outside, it was still dawn.
She lives in a newly rebuilt part of the city. There are two mud-brick houses, one for her and one for her parents next door.
Many other workers also live here.
Wei Chun tightened his belt and walked out along the alley in front of the house.
There is a similar terrain structure here as well.
A large area is full of mud-brick houses inhabited by civilians, and beside them are alleys formed by high walls of wealthy families.
Across the alley, there is one of the three newly built large squares in Feiye City.
"Dachun, why did you get up so early today?" A man carrying a bucket passed by the alley and greeted Wei Chun.
"I woke up from a dream and got up. Did your construction site start so early?" Wei Chun also asked when he saw an acquaintance.
"Yes, we have been working continuously for the past few days, and we have to work before dawn. Fortunately, we are paid in full, so there is no complaint. Are you not happy to have work?" The man showed a satisfied smile, although
It was hard work, but he smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"That's right."
Wei Chun also smiled.
After passing the water-carrying man, she continued to turn east and west along the alley, and soon came to an abandoned house filled with broken bricks and wood.
There are also holes in the walls surrounding the house, the yard is overgrown with weeds, and there are many large holes in the roof that appear to have been left by warriors after fighting.
Even the pillars that serve as pillars have many round holes on them, which seem to be fingerprints.
Every time Wei Chun passes by, he likes to touch those fingerprints and then insert his fingers into them to try.
In this way, she felt like she was also a martial arts master for a long time, which was very satisfying.
After entering the house, she touched the openings again, and then walked to the back room.
The inner room is generally the area where the main hall, study, and bedrooms of the owner's house are located, while the outer room is the living room, reception room, outer courtyard, and other places.
The back room of this house is still in a mess, but compared to the outside, it is much neater.
At this time, in the only open space, an old man with gray hair was lying on a hand-woven wicker chair and sunbathing, looking drowsy.