What happened on the mountain was just as it should be. By the next day, Lin Qiaoyue finally had less to worry about.
With the Tianbao caravan's carriage, this helpless scholar was finally not as embarrassed as before when he was on his way.
In the past, when Lin Qiaoyue took him on the road alone, she would often stop and rest for about an hour after traveling ten miles.
This time, the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce's carriage finally eliminated the resting process in the middle, and four legs did last longer than two legs.
Lin Qiaoyue predicted that it would only take seven days to reach the Golden Cloud Realm.
When going down the mountain, in order to save more trouble, Zhao Yue'er hid in the Feifeng bracelet again.
It was at this time that the scholar Xu Jiaping learned Zhao Yue'er's true identity. Who would have thought that that pitiful girl was actually a female ghost.
However, this incident will make Xu Jiaping more determined to return to Montenegro within ten years and marry the banshee.
He silently thought in his heart that Lin Qiao, a mystic, could be with the souls of the dead, so it was obviously not a strange thing for him to be with the banshee.
In his heart, he silently regarded Lin Qiaoyue as his target, but he didn't know it.
Lin Qiaoyue is a flower demon, and she is also a girl.
The caravan traveled all the way west. On the fourth day of setting off together, Lin Qiaoyue thought that she would be able to reach the realm of Jinxia smoothly, but unexpectedly, a new moth appeared along the way.
It's really strange to say.
On the night of the fourth day, when the caravan group was camping in the wild, a funeral procession suddenly appeared next to them.
There was a huge funeral procession dressed in white linen mourning clothes. It looked like there were hundreds of people at least. In such a huge formation, it was unknown where the dignitaries were.
At the beginning, Lin Qiaoyue just sat in front of the campfire and did not have any doubts about the team.
However, after the funeral team left, the number of Tianbao caravans was reduced by half in an instant.
Lin Qiaoyue roughly counted and found that there were still ten members of the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce's escort team. Those ten were closest to Lin Qiaoyue. Perhaps it was because of this that they survived.
What surprised Lin Qiaoyue the most was that even Hu Biao, the leader of the escort team, mysteriously disappeared.
Hu Manguan and scholar Xu Jiaping, who were still in the carriage, also disappeared mysteriously.
"Where have everyone gone?"
At this time, a martial artist later felt that he had discovered a problem.
"Yes, where is Commander Hu? Where has he gone?"
After everyone searched, they discovered the problem. Lin Qiaoyue looked at the direction in which the funeral procession disappeared and frowned secretly.
It seems that this funeral procession is not as simple as it seems.
"You guys wait here, I'll go find them right away."
"Master Lin, let's go with you."
"Yes, if something happens, everyone can take care of you."
Lin Qiaoyue shook her head, looking at the carriages pulling goods, feeling worried.
She said calmly: "Let me do the work of finding people. Don't forget, if you all leave, what will happen to the goods here?"
One of the big men raised his hand towards Lin Qiaoyue.
"Then I'll just wait for Mr. Lin's good news."
"I hope the young master can bring the big shopkeeper and Commander Hu back safely. We are very grateful."
Lin Qiaoyue nodded, waved her sleeves, and chased in the direction where the funeral procession disappeared.
It's strange to say.
The time it took for these people to disappear was calculated, and it only took sixty breaths at most.
Only sixty breaths of time. In such a short period of time, where could such a huge team go?
Lin Qiaoyue kept chasing eastward for a full mile, but there was no trace of the mysterious funeral procession.
The official road they were resting on was a straight road from west to east!
Both sides of the official road are covered with dense bamboo forests.
Lin Qiaoyue found no trace of the funeral procession on the official road. The most strange thing was that there was no trace of the large group of people walking on the official road, not even leaving any footprints.
On this day, the official road was also very deserted. Lin Qiaoyue only noticed their group along the way.
Therefore, only their footprints from east to west are left on this official road.
The funeral procession went from west to east, but it happened to be on the official road. Lin Qiaoyue's eyes were almost blurred, and she couldn't find any trace.
He even thought that this funeral procession had never appeared at all, so how could it disappear?
If there were no footprints left on the official road, it would be impossible to hide in the dense bamboo forest.
However, Lin Qiaoyue concluded that there was no way this group of funeral processions would disappear without any reason.
It is not easy to hide so many people in a short period of time.
Just as she was standing in the middle of the official road thinking, the sound of blowing and beating sounded in her ears again.
Lin Qiaoyue frowned and looked at the source of the sound, but she never thought that the strange funeral procession would appear in front of her again.
The vast crowd of people, all dressed in coarse linen mourning clothes, changed their direction of travel and walked towards her position.
In the white team, there is a large vermilion coffin, exuding a strong Yin energy.
The people at the front of the funeral procession had cold expressions on their faces and looked indifferent, like a group of expressionless puppets.
Lin Qiaoyue's eyes swept across the funeral procession, and she suddenly found herself in the middle of the funeral procession.
Commander Hu Hu Biao, Tianbao Chamber of Commerce chief executive Hu Manguan, scholar Xu Jiaping, and a dozen martial arts masters who had disappeared suddenly appeared in the funeral procession.
But what puzzled Lin Qiaoyue the most was that the people who mysteriously disappeared at this time were actually wearing white burlap mourning clothes. Their faces were expressionless and as stiff as puppets.
What's happening here? Have they been assimilated?
When did they join each other?
Lin Qiaoyue frowned secretly. When Hu Biao came in front of her, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Hu Biao's shoulders, and then shook him hard a few times.
"Commander Hu? Wake up quickly!"
There was no reaction on Hu Biao's face. Even though Lin Qiaoyue grabbed his arm, he still moved forward mechanically.
"Lost soul?"
Lin Qiaoyue suddenly remembered a disease that her elder sister Ning Ci once talked about: wandering spirit!
The so-called wandering disorder, strictly speaking, is the disorder of losing one's soul.
No matter people or animals, there are three souls and seven souls hidden in their bodies.
The three souls belong to Yang, and the seven souls belong to Yin.
At the moment, these people are obviously the main soul among the seven souls: Fushiya, who was taken away alive from the body.
