As time passed by, a faint smoke appeared over the caravan camp, and the aroma of food spread around. Zhao Lei's stomach rumbled when he smelled the smell.
Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel refreshed, and it wasn't because he smelled the aroma of food.
Instead, they realized that a good time was coming, and when they were eating, it was a good time to take action.
Their vigilance would definitely drop at that time, and the reality was exactly what Zhao Lei thought.
Because this Wang family caravan was powerful and well-guarded, it was not much disturbed by refugees along the way.
After encountering highway bandits, most of them solved the problem after they paid them the toll.
The bandits didn't want to provoke them. In this day and age, most of the bandits were those who couldn't survive and had no choice but to become bandits.
Most of them just want to make a living, so they don't want to fight with them and risk their own lives.
The Wang family caravan has also been traveling on this trade route for a long time, and is very familiar with the dangers in this area. The road is relatively calm, and the defense can't help but be a little relaxed.
Of course, relaxation does not mean that there is no such thing at all. They have formed their own rules when traveling abroad all year round. They all take turns eating and standing guard.
After a while, a group of guards had finished their meal and came over to change shifts in twos and threes, joking with each other. After Zhao Lei saw it, he felt that the time had come, so he quietly touched it.
Those on duty also greeted each other when they saw those who had finished their meal.
During the break between their shifts, Zhao Lei sneaked under a carriage and hid while no one was paying attention.
In fact, Zhao Lei has a better way, which is to wait until they are all asleep in the middle of the night and the guards are exhausted.
But this would waste too much time, and everyone had returned to their tents. Zhao Lei didn't want to waste this time, so he could only take risks.
Zhao Lei hid under the carriage, quietly stretched out his head and looked around, and found that no one was paying attention here. He quickly got out from under the carriage and ran straight into a tent.
Zhao Lei had already selected the target when he was observing outside, because the location of this tent was convenient for escaping, and the sight was very good, and it was also very ordinary.
The important thing is that the person inside, Zhao Lei, saw that he had just gone out.
After he entered the tent, he saw that the middle of the tent was empty. There were a few quilts on the left, which seemed to be used by some female relatives, and tables, chairs, benches and some boxes on the right.
After Zhao Lei came in, he looked around, went directly to the right, and opened the boxes placed there.
Zhao Lei opened the first few boxes, which contained some small jewelry. With his eyes, he could see that they were all worthless trinkets.
Seeing these, Zhao Lei couldn't help but feel his heart sink. It seemed that this was where the female relatives in the caravan lived, and there was nothing he wanted.
Looking at this tent before, Zhao Lei thought it contained some food, but now he saw that he had made a mistake.
Until Zhao Lei opened the last box and found that there was nothing left.
When he was about to leave, his right leg accidentally kicked the leg of the innermost small table, and then a square object rolled out from the table.
Hearing the sound, Zhao Lei hurriedly hid behind the table and chair on the right. He waited with a few clicks to make sure that no one noticed the movement, and then cautiously walked out.
Zhao Lei quietly came to the tent door, glanced around outside, and then picked up the box on the ground.
This box is only the size of a palm, with mysterious patterns on it, but the material is just an ordinary wooden box, but the strange thing is that this box has no opening.
When Zhao Lei saw this box for the first time, he couldn't take his eyes away.
That mysterious pattern attracted him deeply, and Zhao Lei felt that if he missed it, he would regret it very much.
This made Zhao Lei very curious, but he did not stop and waste time, but directly stuffed the box into his arms.
Zhao Lei saw that there was indeed nothing in the tent, so he cautiously got out of the tent.
After he walked out of the tent, he passed by a carriage and quietly took off the clothes that had dried on them.
Zhao Lei wore his clothes outside, dressed up and covered up a little, and then wandered around seemingly aimlessly.
Whenever he encounters a crowd, he will quietly stay away. If he can't hide, he will nod to them and pretend to be familiar with them.
Zhao Lei walked around the camp pretending to be like this. Whenever he passed a carriage or tent, he would quietly observe inside.
Until Zhao Lei passed by a tent and saw several plates of pastries and fruits on the table, and there was no one inside.
Zhao Lei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he swaggered into the tent. He stuffed fruits and pastries into his arms while eating, and after eating something to satisfy his hunger.
Zhao Lei wiped his mouth and was about to walk out of the tent when he suddenly saw an eight-foot-tall black-faced man standing at the door of the tent.
He has a full beard and is wearing a black outfit. He looks really fierce.
"What a boy! How dare you sneak into the lady's tent! I think you don't want to live anymore."
The black-faced man opened his big palm-like hands and grabbed Zhao Lei. It seemed that he wanted to capture Zhao Lei alive.
Zhao Lei did not bring the lancet in for the convenience of sneaking in. Faced with the black-faced man's arrest, he actually panicked a little.
But the black-faced man didn't give Zhao Lei a chance to calm down. A gust of claw wind blew in his face, blowing the hair on Zhao Lei's face.
Facing the black-faced man's palm-sized slap, Zhao Lei also reacted and quickly lowered his body, barely avoiding the black-faced man's attack.
The black-faced man kept his claws unchanged, followed the force downwards, and grabbed Zhao Lei's clothes.
Zhao Lei turned in a circle, untied the tie around his waist with both hands, took off his clothes, and then dropped the clothes and the pastries and fruits in his arms like raindrops, leaving the black-faced man behind, hoping to delay it for a while. time.
As soon as the black-faced man made a move, Zhao Lei knew that he was no match for him.
This black-faced man clearly wanted to capture Zhao Lei alive and figure out what was going on, so he didn't kill him, otherwise he could have been killed with just one stick.
Then Zhao Lei rushed out of the tent, as agile as a cheetah. He didn't hesitate at all, and he didn't care whether he would be surrounded by others.
As Zhao Lei ran, he knocked everything on the road to the ground to delay.
Zhao Lei saw a group of people coming to stop him in front of him. He had no choice but to run towards a place with few people and somehow ended up where they were cooking.
At this time, other people in the camp also discovered what was going on here. They held weapons and surrounded them with loud shouts.
These people who were eating next to the earthen stove had not noticed what was going on over there because the surroundings were quite noisy.
After Zhao Lei arrived here, he kicked one of the guards surrounding him to the ground.
Regardless of how hot the pot on the earthen stove was, he picked it up and threw it at the other people who were eating.
These people were splashed with hot multi-grain porridge and screamed as they were burned.
