The guard smiled bitterly.

People with internal strength are extremely unlikely to be infected with plague, and those with great blood exchange will no longer be infected.

He naturally didn't want to change his path, but he was not afraid of internal strength, but there were also many ordinary people in the caravan.

He can only rush to the road.

"I'll ask you, which road do you want to go to Liangzhou?"

An Qisheng bowed slightly.

During the conversation, he had already swept through everyone. Except for the people in the carriage that could not be seen, most of the people present were blackened, and it was obvious that the death was not far away.

"this......."

The caravan guard hesitated slightly.

But he secretly scolded the little Taoist priest for being ungrateful, and how could the business route be easily leaked?

"Meeting is fate. I would like to advise you, it is best to change the route, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster..."

An Qisheng smiled slightly, and didn't care about his hesitation. He swept over everyone and said calmly:

"I will say goodbye to you!"

After saying that, he urged him to sit down the red horse and he was about to leave.

"What?"

Many people in the caravan were in a state of eerie, and many of them had their swords unsheathed. If it weren't for An Qisheng's internal strength before, I would have been rushing forward at this time.

"Master, wait!"

After only a few steps, a crisp call came from the caravan.

In a carriage, a fat maid ran down, waving her handkerchief, jumping and shouting.

"Is there anything else?"

An Qisheng stopped his horse and looked back in surprise.

With his perception, he naturally knew who the person in the carriage was long ago.

This little fat maid gave him several steamed buns.

He also remembered this matter in his heart.

"My lady, please come in and talk."

As An Qisheng's eyes were cheap, the fat maid turned red and she was a little shy.

"No!"

"This man has unknown origin and is talking nonsense. How can he let him see the lady?"

"No, you can't let him get close to the lady!"

The guards near the carriage all changed their expressions and made a sound to stop them.

However, some of the guards on the periphery, although hesitated, did not say much.

"Old Zhou, please come here."

After a few words of guards shouted, a crisp female voice came from the carriage.

The old Zhou hesitated for a moment, walked to the carriage and said a few words before stopping the subordinates with a serious face.

He smiled and bowed:

"Do not blame me, brothers are also cautious, not intentional offense."

“In the past, there was no need.”

An Qisheng glanced at everyone, looked at the carriage, and said:

"I have already said that I can say it, so let it go."

After saying that, without waiting for everyone to respond, An Qisheng had a reincarnation.

With the long neighing of the red horse, it was gone, leaving the fat maid's repeated shouts without stopping.

Only dust rises everywhere, and the sound of the wind whistles, and the endless lingering sound floats:
Chapter completed!