I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

As the wooden cart stopped, Yan Ping woke up from his light sleep and heard voices coming from outside. He didn't want to move, but he could sense the murderous intent emerging from Wen Ye.

Yan Ping raised his brows slightly.

"what happened?"

As he spoke, he slowly sat up and pushed aside the cloth blocking the wooden cart.

All along the riverbank, each caravan had built a fire, which looked very bright even at night.

The jumping flames fell on him, and the skin under the tattered clothes reflected white light. The blood-red scars looked more like decorations. His thick eyelashes moved slightly, casting a heavy eyelash shadow, with a breathtaking beauty.

A pair of dark, clear eyes looked at them, as if somewhat puzzled.

Wen Ye turned around and saw his appearance and fell silent.

The fat businessman, who had ulterior motives, was obviously dazed for a moment when he saw Yan Ping, and then his eyes were filled with amazement.

Between a young master who is so exquisite that he is not like an ordinary person, and a boy who has not yet grown up, everyone knows who to choose.

Merchants naturally want both.

His eyes were burning as he stared straight at Yan Ping.

"you are?"

Yan Ping looked at the businessman and sighed.

"He's pretty fat."

Fat businessman: “…”

The fat businessman's smile froze again.

Having been doing business for many years, he often boasted that he had met all kinds of people, but he had never seen the two people he met today.

Yan Ping didn't want to delay too much. Although he was a light sleeper, he kept up with what was happening around him, including what this man had said during the day. He smiled and spoke, intending to make a quick decision.

"Will you not invite us to ride in your carriage?"

The businessman was stunned, then narrowed his eyes. He did have this intention, but taking the initiative himself and taking the initiative from others are two completely different things.

The merchant looked at Yan Ping carefully. His appearance was indeed exquisite beyond that of an ordinary person, but many scars were hidden under his tattered clothes.

His eyes flashed. Could it be that this man just came from some rich man's hand? Otherwise, he would be a little uncomfortable with him being so tactful?

Thinking about the guards he had specially hired, he suddenly felt relieved.

People die for money and birds die for food. These two people are totally worth doing business with.

The businessman suddenly started laughing again, and spoke in an accent that he had learned from somewhere.

"Of course, we hit it off right away. It's cold outside, so please take a seat in my car so we can chat."

Wen Ye looked at Yan Ping with some doubt, and Yan Ping smiled at him.

Wen Ye: "..."

It is not clear what Yan Ping wants to do for the time being, but Yan Ping seems to have a bad temper, so these people should be in trouble.

The fat merchant's convoy was not far from them. One of the carriages was surrounded in the middle, and there were many other carriages next to it, also guarded by guards.

The looks of these people clearly showed ill intent. Yan Ping ignored their gazes and walked towards the luxurious carriage in the middle.

As soon as I got on the carriage and was halfway inside, someone grabbed my shoulders.

Yan Ping curled his lips and relaxed his body, then he was suddenly pulled in and slammed against the wall of the car, with a knife at his neck.

"Don't move."

Yan Ping didn't say anything, but just frowned slightly, suppressing the pain coming from his meridians.

My hands and feet are stiff when I just woke up. I relaxed too much and moved a lot, which pulled my meridians.

Wen Ye, who came in later, was restrained in the same way. He looked at Yan Ping's slightly closed eyes with some confusion.

The merchant followed in, candlelight rose in the carriage. After seeing the scene clearly, he closed the door and smiled with satisfaction.

"Is it as you wish?"

Yan Ping's meridians were throbbing with pain, and his mood suddenly became bad. His previous cat-and-mouse mentality faded away, and he said coldly.

"Get rid of them."

Wen Ye didn't expect that the opportunity to take action would come so soon. He took action the moment he heard it. Although his cultivation was only at the Qi Refining Stage and was inconspicuous among the cultivators, he was very strong in front of these mortal warriors.

In the blink of an eye, all the guards in the carriage fell down, wailing everywhere, leaving only the merchants who watched the situation suddenly reverse.

Wen Ye placed the knife he had picked up directly on the businessman's neck with a cold look in his eyes.

The businessman gasped, realizing that he had hit a wall.

The warriors he hired were already masters among mortals.

And this man who instantly dealt with the guards in the carriage must be the legendary monk.

The merchant's legs suddenly went limp, his fat body shrank into a ball, and he kowtowed frantically.

"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!"

Yan Ping sat upright on the carriage seat, lowering his brows and continuing to calm his meridians.

Wen Ye looked at the fat businessman at his feet, with a flash of disdain in his eyes.

"What's next?"

According to his idea, it would be better to just kill these scums in the crowd.

Yan Ping's good mood after a good night's sleep was completely destroyed. He suppressed the pain in his meridians before speaking.

"Let them handle it as usual, and don't tell anyone about what happened just now."

Wen Ye was a little confused, but he suppressed it, threw the knife in his hand directly at these people, and said coldly.

"get out."

After all the people in the carriage had crawled away, the carriage was completely silent.

Wen Ye discovered that Yan Ping's face, under the candlelight, seemed even more pale than it did during the day.

He was silent for a while before he spoke.

"Just let them go like this?"

Yan Ping looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "Are you still a little jealous of evil?"

Wen Ye remained silent, but his handsome face became even colder.

Yan Ping did not intend to ask more questions. This carriage should be the one that the fat man was riding in. The interior was decorated extremely luxuriously and was very soft. He was leaning in a corner, looking lazy and boneless.

“To combat human traffickers, we must strike at their dens, not their strongholds.”

This fat businessman was obviously hunting for all kinds of beautiful people. To put it in the words of his previous life, he was a human trafficker.

If you want to kill this kind of person, it is not enough to just kill this one person. You have to follow the clues, find the biggest hideout, and then destroy it in one fell swoop.

Yan Ping couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this.

His living environment in this life is not very good, but he did not expect that his professional habits from his previous life could be left over to the present, although only a little bit.

Wen Ye understood immediately, but he suddenly remembered something. He walked out of the car with a cold face and found the fat businessman.

"Where is your destination?"

The fat businessman looked at him with fear in his eyes and trembled his lips, "Qing, Qingyuan City."

Wen Ye felt relieved.

Not only Yan Ping is going to Qingyuan City, he is also going to Qingyuan City.

He has made an appointment with someone to meet in Qingyuan City, so it would be best not to miss the time.

Wen Ye did not return to the carriage, but sat outside the carriage and guarded it. He closed his eyes, paid attention to his surroundings, and began to practice.

The fat businessman, in panic, shrank into another empty carriage. As time passed, he gradually calmed down.

Recalling what had just happened, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

I often walk by the river, so how can I not wet my shoes?

Similar things have happened before, but he has never provoked a cultivator.

He has bad luck today, but these two people can't escape.

The fat businessman counted the contributions he had made over the years, and bloodshot eyes gradually appeared in his eyes.

As long as he is willing to take the risk and get in touch with the people above, the contributions that can be gained from these two monks will definitely be greater.