After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Qin He was completely unaware of the chaos in Lin'an City.

Half a day later, he was lying on a carriage, with his legs crossed, swaying towards the north.

This was a small caravan consisting of two or more carriages, with the cargo owner, coachmen and escorts.

In southern Danzhou, humans and demons live together, so every time a merchant caravan sets out on a journey, they have to hire a bodyguard to escort them.

I dare not walk on the road alone.

No matter how busy the business route is.

Monsters looking for blood to eat, thieves who kill and rob, and even "companions" passing by are all dangerous. If you are not careful, you may die in the wilderness.

The wise way is to find a group of familiar people to travel with, and then spend money to hire a few bodyguards to accompany you, which will greatly increase the safety factor.

Of course, this is what small vendors do.

Big trading companies don't need to stick together for warmth; once the caravan's flag is raised, it serves as a deterrent.

If you want to rob the escort, you can, but you must first defeat the escort's bodyguard.

After defeating the escort, you will have to face the endless revenge of the killers sent by the caravan.

These killers are all highly skilled practitioners, extremely formidable, and are even willing to pay ten or even a hundred times the price of the stolen goods for revenge.

The reason is simple: to serve as a warning to others.

The small caravan Qin He was in naturally did not have such strength.

A group of three or five merchants hired two escorts who were only at the early stage of Yongquan Realm.

He is just barely qualified to be a bodyguard. After all, he has no ability to walk under the influence of the spring.

As winter approaches, the mountains and fields become slightly colder.

Qin He lay in the carriage, basking in the sun, feeling so comfortable.

The people driving the carriage were a grandfather and his grandson.

The old man was over sixty years old, with a white beard like old bark and a face full of weather frost. People in the same industry called him Old Boss.

The younger one was called Xiaodouzi, about eight or nine years old, with many freckles on his face. He turned around and lay on the partition, chattering very excitedly:

"Sir, where are you from?"

"Why are you traveling alone? There are so many of us."

"Sir, you're wearing so little, aren't you cold?"

"Sir, your shoes are showing your toes."

"..."

Qin He was not impatient at all. He just responded to him casually with his eyes narrowed.

"Very far away."

"Because of one person, therefore one person."

"not cold."

"My big toe is afraid of being stuffy."

"..."

"Okay, Adou, don't disturb the guest's rest." The old boss scolded at the right time.

Xiaodouzi said "Oh", turned his head back and leaned against the partition, closing his mouth.

However, he only persisted for half an incense stick of time before he began to test the old boss's bottom line one sentence at a time. Seeing that the old boss didn't say anything, he chattered with Qin He again.

"Sir, you are so strange."

"Does the big toe get bored?"

"..."

Just as he was getting more and more excited, the old man finally spoke again: "Little Bean, be quiet, we're almost at Brown Bear Ridge."

This had a miraculous effect. This time, not only did Xiaodouzi not speak for a long time, he even held his breathing.

Not only him, the entire long convoy became much quieter.

A sense of uneasiness drifted in the slightly cold wind.

Qin He only felt the pores of his skin stand up slightly. He slowly opened his eyes and the sun disappeared.

On both sides are foggy mountains, with trees blocking out the sun. There is a valley between the two mountains, and the sunlight is blocked by the towering mountains and giant trees.

"Ahhhhhh~~"

In the sky, a crow screamed as it flew over the caravan, making the uneasy atmosphere even more solemn.

"What is this place?" Qin He sat up and asked Xiaodouzi in a low voice.

"Sir, this is Brown Bear Ridge, and there are demons lurking here." Little Bean said in a low voice, shrinking towards the old headman and hissing, "Sir, you can't talk here, or you'll wake them up."

"Oh."

Qin He nodded and thought to himself, could there be a bear monster in Brown Bear Ridge?

By the way, I haven’t eaten bear paws for a long time.

If it dares to come, today...

"Hahaha... Gentlemen passing by, this road was built by me, and these trees were planted by me. If you want to pass through here, please leave some money to buy your way through..."

As Qin He had just thought of this, a strong wind suddenly blew in the woods on both sides, and arrogant laughter echoed in the valley.