The caravan consisted of men and women, old and young, with a total of fifteen people, three camels and three cars.
"Hey, there's someone in front of me."
A lively female voice came. The speaker was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a pure white dress in the scorching desert. She was very conspicuous. There was a silver bell hanging on her wrist. The sound of the silver bell Zhang Yuan heard just now came from here.
"Yeah, I saw it."
Next to the girl was an older man and woman, who looked to be in their early twenties, handsome and pretty, and well-dressed. They were out of place in the desert here.
"Not an ordinary person."
The older woman looked towards the three Zhang Yuan standing on the earth platform, her eyes stayed on Zhang Yuan for a second, and reminded her in a steady voice.
"Sister Yu Zhen, even if they are not ordinary people, who of us are ordinary people? Do we need to be afraid of them?" the girl in the white dress said with a faint smile.
Yu Zhen didn't nod, but he didn't refute either. It was regarded as acquiescence. The man next to him agreed with this and nodded.
This is true.
Although their caravan was temporarily formed in the desert, everyone in the caravan had an unusual origin and each had their own abilities. Especially the old man who organized the caravan, even in this Boiling Sand Hell, still retained part of his previous cultivation.
"Little Shu That makes sense." the man said.
After receiving recognition, Shu Mian smiled gently at the man. The faint smile on the corner of his mouth made the man stunned for a moment. He came back to his senses only after hearing Shu Mian's words.
"Sister Yu Zhen, listen, brother Xie Guan said so." Shu Mian said.
Yu Zhen frowned sternly, his eyes wandered over the two of them, but in the end he said nothing.
At this time.
The door of one of the three cars opened, and an old man with a cane and little hair got out.
The old man is not kind-faced. On the contrary, his facial features are crowded together, and his face is not big, which makes his face look more smelly, as if he has a dark face and is in a bad mood.
And the same as the old man's appearance, and his temper, he is not a good person either.
"You, go over and take a look."
The old man got out of the car and used his crutch to explore the sand under his feet to see if there was anything under his feet and whether he could stand firmly. After he stood completely, he pointed at Shu Mian with his crutch and said.
Shu Mian's expression froze slightly. He looked at the old man, then at Xie Guan, and had no choice but to leave the caravan range and walk towards the three Zhang Yuan who were directly in front.
"Hello... hello, I am Shu Mian from Pearl Gleam Caravan. Who are you? Where are you from?"
Shu Mian came in front of the three Zhang Yuan. He didn't speak as arrogantly as he did in the team, and spoke weakly.
Zhang Yuan has very good ears. To him, a distance of thirty meters is no different than being in front of him. Naturally, he heard the conversation between Shu Mian and the three of them. He thought for a moment and spoke before Liu Yihong.
"Zhang Yuan, a poor man, is born kind and never does evil. He is a well-known good person. You are not afraid of me, but you are also normal." Zhang Yuan said with a sinister smile.
With a threatening tone and eight big characters written in black energy above his head, Shu Mian couldn't believe what he said.
Shu Mian couldn't help but take a few steps back, carefully raised his head, and observed the eight characters above Zhang Yuan's head, "Heinous, Unforgivable, Great Demon".
After walking in Boiling Sand Hell for so long and meeting many people, this was the first time she saw someone with a title on his head. How many sins did this person commit during his life? Even after death, he was included in Thirty-Six Hells and was also specially marked by Ghost Deity?
In comparison, the two sisters next to them are more like good people.
Shu Mian did not dare to look at Zhang Yuan and turned his attention to Liu Yihong and Xie Jingxin. He felt that they looked much more like good people than Zhang Yuan. As for the fact that they did not have titles above their heads, at most they were just like her, they were ordinary criminals like Thirty-Six Hells.
"Caravan... Since it is a caravan, what are you transporting?" Zhang Yuan thought about it for a while and asked.
Different from the souls of Venomous Snake Hell and Hunger and Thirst Hell, the caravan in front of them is obviously sane and quite sane, no different from living people. It even temporarily formed a nominal caravan in this desert.
That's right, Zhang Yuan has already seen that this caravan was formed temporarily. Judging from the clothes of this group of people Wuhu Four Seas, it doesn't look like a serious caravan. The people who formed the caravan must not come from the same place.
"Shipping... uh, Daoist priest, why are you asking this?" Shu Mian answered hesitantly, and in the end he didn't come up with an answer. Instead, he had an idea and threw the question to Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "It's definitely not for killing people and setting fire to the gold belt."
Shu Mian held it in for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Daoist Zhang is such a good person..."
"Have eyesight."
Zhang Yuan really laughed this time.
After all, who doesn't want to hear good things?
"Well, I'll go back first..."
Shu Mian didn't want to communicate with Zhang Yuan anymore. He was afraid that Zhang Yuan was up to no good, so he found a reason to return to the caravan, meet up with the bald old man, Xie Guan, Yu Zhen and others, and bring back the situation of Zhang Yuan.
"Wait."
Shu Mian just turned around and before she even took a step, her body suddenly froze, her shoulders were pressed by someone's hand, and her whole body was pinned in place by this hand.
Unable to move.
Yu Zhen is right, they are really not ordinary people.
"Daoist Zhang, what... what happened?" Shu Mian said.
Zhang Yuan said with a faint smile, "The three poor Daoists are here for the first time and don't know how to get there. How about we follow you and join your caravan?"
When he was talking, Xie Jingxin had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword. It seemed that as long as Shu Mian said no, and Zhang Yuan gave the order, she would fly out with the sword and move Shu Mian's really beautiful head.
"Okay..."
Although Shu Mian didn't notice Xie Jingxin's movements, he felt murderous intent and could only agree.
Zhang Yuan nodded with satisfaction, let go of Shu Mian's shoulders, and motioned for her to lead the way.
Seeing Shu Mian bringing Zhang Yuan over, the bald old man was leaning on a cane, and his frown deepened.
"Uncle Peng, they want to join the caravan..." Shu Mian explained.
The bald old man looked at Zhang Yuan and did not give a direct answer. Yu Zhen and Xie Guan, who looked good, were also looking at Zhang Yuan.
Shu Mian stood in front of Zhang Yuan, not far away, with a stiff smile on his face facing Zhang Yuan.
Xie Guan frowned, a little unhappy about this scene, but he didn't want to get angry, so he thought for a moment, waved to a plainly dressed young man at the back of the caravan, whispered a few words, and patted him on the shoulder.
After receiving the order, the simple boy glanced at Yu Zhen secretly before speaking, and said loudly, "We can join the caravan only because we have passed the test. How can you join just because you say you want to join?"