Climbing over mountains and ridges, Ding Sheng, dressed as a woodcutter, arrived at Saiweng City, the southernmost border town in Muzhou of Xia Yu Kingdom, without any wind or waves.
Saiweng City, the border trade towns of Xia Yu Kingdom and Jin Nan Kingdom were bustling with caravans and adventurers coming and going.
When Ding Sheng came here, he relaxed a little. This place had a sense of intimacy to him. Just like Chicheng, they were both towns with extremely developed commerce. However, compared to Chicheng, Saiweng City was larger.
A lot, and a lot more prosperous.
The falcons of the Liu family and the Zhuge family can no longer be seen here, and their reward orders gradually lose their effectiveness here. Saiweng City is full of adventurers traveling from north to south, and there are many wanted murderers among them.
, one reward order is issued every day, one after another, and Ding Sheng’s reward order three months ago has long been drowned.
Along the way, Ding Sheng did not find any information about Yuan Huo, so Ding Sheng planned to leave Xia Yu Kingdom quickly and go to southern Shanxi to search for news about Yuan Huo. Although it is relatively safe here, in order to prevent accidents, Ding Sheng still wears wood
husband dressed up,
After replenishing some dry food, Ding Sheng walked all the way to the south gate of Saiweng City.
As soon as he arrived at the South City Gate, Ding Sheng saw how lively it was under the city gate. A large group of people were bustling about, as if they were signing up to join some caravan. Ding Sheng's heart moved and he walked up.
It turned out that the first merchant group in southern Shanxi, that is, the caravan of the Qianyuan Merchant Alliance under Tianji Sect, was recruiting people.
Since it was the caravan of Tianjimen, Ding Sheng had an idea. In addition, after entering the caravan, he became much better informed. Maybe he could get some news about Yuanhuo.
Thinking of this, Ding Sheng squeezed forward and applied for registration.
"Name, rank..." The person in charge of registration was a middle-aged man, who was busy filling in the form with his head down at the moment, so Ding Sheng just asked casually before and after he came up.
"Well, Murong...Murong Sheng! Three-star great martial artist!" Ding Sheng thought for a while and gave him an alias. In order to ensure safety and reach southern Shanxi smoothly, Ding Sheng thought it was better to be careful at all times.
"Murong Sheng?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but raise his head and looked at Ding Sheng with a strange expression. The compound surname Murong was rare in Xia Yu, and some of them were the family's surname, so he couldn't help but be curious.
"What? Is there a problem?" Ding Sheng saw that the other party's eyes were a little confused, and he felt a little weak in his heart.
Seeing that Ding Sheng had a beard on his face and was wearing a raincoat, which was indeed a common attire in this area, the middle-aged man was just slightly stunned, then shook his head and said: "Oh, it's nothing. Three-star great martial artist... Well,
You meet the conditions and are capable of guarding the caravan. You are welcome!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man showed a forced smile and nodded to Ding Sheng.
"Haha, thank you very much, sir. I wonder which team I belong to?" Ding Sheng also smiled slightly and cupped his fists.
"Well..." The middle-aged man saw that although Ding Sheng was not very conspicuous in his coir raincoat, he was quite elegant, so he pondered for a moment, and then said, "Just follow Wu Jian, the captain of the Wu Da Guard. He is just right there.
We’re missing a deputy.”
After hearing this, Ding Sheng understood that the other party had arranged a good position for him, so he took out a small bag of money from his arms and handed it to the middle-aged man. He said with a smile: "Thank you sir for the arrangement. I wonder what I call you sir?"
Seeing Ding Sheng handing over the money, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then put it away with a clear look on his face: "Haha, I'm Yang Guangyu, just call me Lao Yang. If you need anything in the future, feel free to come to me..."
The world is the same everywhere. In Chicheng, Ding Sheng had already understood this. His father was also a businessman. How could he not know this worldly sophistication?
Therefore, Ding Sheng clasped his fists slightly and nodded to leave.
Seeing Ding Sheng leave, Lao Yang also nodded with appreciation. The three-star martial arts master is not an elite in the caravan, but there are not many people like Ding Sheng. Moreover, Lao Yang's old eyes are very poisonous.
, it can be seen at a glance that Ding Sheng is actually very young. He has reached the strength of a three-star martial artist at such a young age, which is very promising.
Therefore, he didn't mind doing Ding Sheng a favor and placing him under Lao Wu.
When Ding Sheng came to the team that Lao Yang mentioned, he realized that it was the main caravan team. He also secretly admired Lao Yang's character. Most people would not be able to judge anything when they first met, so they could see through it with just one glance.
, and then make arrangements early. Ding Sheng must repay this favor.
When he arrived at the headquarters, Ding Sheng met the captain of the guard, Wu Jian.
Wu Jian was about fifty years old, but he was tall and energetic. When he saw Ding Sheng coming to report, he greeted him warmly and told him some matters about the caravan.
"Murong Sheng, I will call you Xiao Sheng from now on. You are not yet twenty, right?" Like Lao Yang, although Ding Sheng had a stubble on his face, Wu Jian could tell it right away.
"Well, I just turned nineteen." Ding Sheng nodded.
"Oh? Nineteen years old? Not bad. He's much better than my grandson who didn't live up to expectations!" Wu Jian smiled heartily, patted Ding Sheng on the shoulder, then pulled him over and said, "We are
Although the corps usually has nothing to do, it has the greatest responsibility. I say this, do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand." Ding Sheng knew that although a caravan is usually managed by a main team with four detachments, and usually the detachments come forward to dispatch the guards, but when you really meet a master, you have to rely on the guards of the main team.
.So, the general team is the core strength of the caravan.
"Haha, that's good. Come on, since we're not on the road today, let's have a drink!" Wu Jian laughed, raised his glass, and then turned to the rest of the team, "Children, come here and have a drink.
, after today, I will have to wait at least more than half a month before I can drink again, hahaha..."
Wu Jian's words made the other guards laugh and raise their glasses and start drinking. As a caravan guard, they live a life of blood on the knife edge, so almost all of them here are rough and bold men, so drinking is naturally theirs.
hobby.
After drinking some wine, Wu Jian introduced the other members of the team to Ding Sheng. Ding Sheng also knew the general strength of the team. Wu Jian was at the peak of his seven-star martial arts master, and the other six guards were all from four to six stars.
The strength of the Xingda martial arts master is really good for guarding a branch alliance caravan.
It seems that Ding Sheng's self-reported strength as a three-star martial arts master is the worst here. However, Wu Jian and others did not look down on Ding Sheng. On the contrary, they admired Ding Sheng for being able to reach the three-star martial arts master at the age of nineteen.
Therefore, Ding Sheng also liked these men very much. Their generous feelings also made Ding Sheng unrestrained, and it didn't take long for him to get along well with them.