Going through the Red Mansions quickly means going against the system.

Zhao Qing clicked on the remaining people and assigned different tasks.

Some directed people to dig holes for Xiaodie and the others; some went back to report the news; some went along the mountain to explore the path; and some worked with Qingwen to treat the wounded.

There were not many people alive in the huge caravan. In addition to the people who ran away before, there are very few people who come back to help now.

Qingwen, a child of only four or five years old, picked up two. She began to doubt Zhao Qing's intentions. Would it be better if they didn't follow this caravan?

Qingwen had already arrived at the fat merchant's side and started to treat him.

He is the son of the Cui merchant family in Xijing City. He just returned from a trip to the capital. The bodyguards he hired were afraid that his death would ruin the business, and the remaining people who were still alive watched eagerly as Qingwen treated him.

Qingwen was actually quite curious. It was clear that his carriage was ambushed in the middle, and the three women in the carriage were all blown to pieces. How could he be the only one who was fine?

"I, I know a little bit of martial arts, but, if you don't get treatment in time, you will still die."

Cui Gongzi vomited blood after breaking a sentence, so Qingwen didn't dare to ask him anything.

The head of the bodyguard he hired was quite capable and was calmly wiping away the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and neck.

"Girl, can it be cured?"

The head of the bodyguard seemed to be more majestic than Zhao Qing, which also attracted Zhao Qing's attention.

"I wonder what I call this brother?"

"The last name is Xiong."

"Oh, Brother Xiong, you look so impressive. I wonder where you come from?"

"You're not bad either." Xiong Biao raised his eyes to look at Zhao Qing, and sparks seemed to spark between the two of them.

"Ahem, am I not going to die soon? Why do you still have time to chat?" Mr. Cui didn't understand what these two people were thinking at all. "Hey! I spent money on Xiong, cough. Wow~”

Mr. Cui coughed up another mouthful of blood, and Mr. Xiong continued to wipe his blood calmly. The interaction between the two was also full of fun.

Qingwen wanted to laugh, but she still suggested: "There is still a good carriage, so we should send him back for treatment as soon as possible."

"No, no, ahem~ I, I have to go back to Chang'an Prefecture, I have to go back to Xijing, I have to stay outside, I, I will definitely die, ahem~"

Qingwen found it funny and unbearable to see him vomiting blood like this. Seeing that he had been clamoring to go back to Chang'an Prefecture and was not here, she couldn't help but curiously asked him why.

"Ahem, my grandpa told me my fortune. If I don't go back to my hometown to celebrate my twenty-fifth birthday, I will definitely die outside. Ahem, there are still five days left. How can I be in such a hurry? Wow~"

Mr. Cui started to cry, and then started to cry that he was the only one in the ninth generation and had not yet married a wife. The old Cui family was going to be extinct.

Qingwen couldn't help but be speechless. With the way he talked so much, he really didn't look like he was about to die. Mr. Cui began to desperately demand that Xiong BiaoTou must take him to continue walking towards Chang'an Prefecture.

This didn't care about Zhao Qing and the others, but Zhao Qing also had to rush to Wu Qi's side as soon as possible according to his mission.

So everyone agreed to take a detour and continue walking that way, heading as far as possible to Chang'an Prefecture.

"Here, drink water."

Zhao Qing felt that Qingwen's attitude had changed, so he hurried over and looked at her with concerned eyes, "Why didn't you say anything? But were you scared just now?"

Qingwen looked back at Zhao Qing with a very complicated mood.

Now she could confirm that Zhao Qing did use the caravan to give Caotou Si and the others wrong information, which caused the caravan to kill so many innocent people, but this did reduce the burden on their team and avoid caused more casualties.

This is indeed a smart approach, but it is not kind.

Kindness comes at a cost to them. But if she tells Zhao Qing in advance that she knows ghost arts, would it be better to use Xiaodie and the others to attack the explosives?

Unfortunately, she didn't dare to trust Zhao Qing.

What's more, for the ancients, matters of life and death were matters that needed to be treated seriously. Expelling ghost corpses doesn't look like the right path.

Qingwen cares more about the living than the dead. Even after many lives and many deaths, she still could not treat human life as nothing.

So at this moment, she had unspeakable feelings for Zhao Qing. This is a collision of three views. I can't blame Zhao Qing, but Qingwen can't get over it.

Zhao Qing seemed to understand Qingwen's thoughts. He wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort her, but in the end he just raised his hand and patted her head gently, saying nothing.

"I, I want that little lady to guard me."

Mr. Cui was still lying on the stretcher carried by the bodyguards. He asked for water at one moment, wiped off his sweat at another, and ordered the bodyguards around.

Now he clamored for Qingwen to come over and see him.

He himself did not dare to ask Qingwen from Zhao Qing, but he would keep winking at Xiong Biaotou. Seeing that Mr. Xiong ignored him, he kept making noises that made people upset.

Boss Xiong was fed up, so he came over and lifted Qingwen over, and then he continued to act cold with a straight face.

Qingwen was confused when she landed next to Mr. Cui. No, did you get my consent?

She looked up at the bear escort leader. This man was indeed very big, but he couldn't lift her like an object! Qingwen immediately gave Xiong Biao a hard blow on the head, which was so painful that he almost lost his balance.

"Interesting, have you always been so strong?"

Xiong's head was beaten, but he became interested in Qingwen. He gestured to the height of the two of them and said to Qingwen: "Eat well from now on!"

There was really nothing Qingwen could do against this kind of bear man. She had to pretend that she couldn't see him, and said angrily to Mr. Cui: "What are you doing with me?"

"come here."

After looking at Mr. Cui's fat face for a long time, you will feel that he is very amiable. In addition, although he is fat, he has good manners and does not feel greasy. Qingwen stepped forward obediently.

"Here! I bought this to give to my sister, but now I think it looks good on you."

Mr. Cui inserted a gold hairpin on Qingwen's head, then took Qingwen's hand and said, "Tell me to touch your little hand. It hurts so much now."

Qingwen was speechless. She had just praised him for not being greasy when he came to her.

"My little sister, have you agreed to your surname? My name is Cui Hu. I'm twenty-five years old and I'm not married yet. I think I'm just waiting for you. You, oh, oh, oh, it hurts!"

"It hurts, right? It hurts!" Qingwen silently retracted her right hand that had tightly grasped Cui Hu, and heard the bodyguards carrying the stretcher also chuckle secretly.

He looked up and saw that although there was no smile on Xiong Biaotou's face, his eyes showed interest. He seemed to want to give it a try and feel Qingwen's strength again.

Zhao Qing frowned. He could feel the feelings of his uncle Wu Qi now. He was about to come over and drag Qingwen away when he saw an arrow shot from a tree not far away. It seemed to be heading towards Qingwen shot it.

"careful!"