Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

   Chapter 103 I should thank you clearly

   The people from the Ran's caravan never thought that Cheng Ling was the only one who came to the rescue.

nobody else!

   Then how did the shouts of killing like thousands of troops come from above?

  Cheng Ling explained only two words: "Vita."

   ventriloquist, is that the kind of legendary skill that can imitate the sound of wind, rain, insects and birds, men, women and children, and even the voice of all things with the voice of one person?

   Of course, there is indeed such a brilliant ventriloquist in the legend, but in fact Cheng Ling does not.

   She has done dubbing in modern times, but at most she can achieve the level of general pseudo-voice. She will not be able to do such clever ventriloquism.

   It was actually the mobile phone in Cheng Ling's backpack that really made the sound of thousands of troops.

   This phone has electricity, but no internet. There are some songs stored in it, and some TV dramas that have been downloaded before. In addition, there are some materials related to her original work and profession, etc.

   The killing cry was actually a clip from a TV series. Cheng Ling also had an idea, and only temporarily thought of using this to scare the chaotic army below.

  Fortunately, the wind is favorable, and fortunately, the sound from the heights of the mountain can be transmitted farther. Coupled with the blessing and deterrence of kerosene rockets, this sound finally played an extraordinary effect.

  Cheng Ling was at the top of the mountain. In fact, he quietly calmed down his excitement before going down the mountain.

  In the valley, after the people in the Ran's caravan who had survived the catastrophe realized that they were really saved, some of them suddenly knelt down on the periphery.

   The kneeling man cried silently, but he didn't know whether he was crying for a life he was lucky enough to get back, or whether he was crying that his dead companion died after all.

  Uncle Ming trembled and wanted to bow down to Cheng Ling, Cheng Ling supported him and said, "I don't need to thank me, the old man doesn't need to thank me, coming down here is just an entrustment, a transaction."

   "Yes, my master invited you?" Uncle Ming raised his eyes and asked in a trembling voice.

  Cheng Ling said: "It's Ran Wenji, Brother Ran."

Uncle Ming raised his head and stopped the wetness of his eyes, then turned around and said to everyone: "Brothers, children, our persistence is not wrong! The proprietor did not give up on us, he really invited the best rescue soldiers to come. Save us! We have kept the caravan's supplies, and there must be plenty of rewards when we go back!"

   There were cheers from the crowd, and then someone said: "Be the boss!"

   "Be the boss!"

   "Go back! Great!"

  “…”

   cheers, covering up a few vague cries.

  Xiaowu stood aside, but pursed his lips, and his eyes seemed to release a look of unrestrained and resentful.

  Uncle Ming hurriedly gave Cheng Ling a nod, and then went to calm down the emotions of the caravan, count the casualties, and gather supplies again. In short, he was busy.

  Cheng Ling spontaneously lowered his sense of presence and walked aside to silently observe the operation of the caravan.

Xiao Wu looked at the busy people over there, and at Cheng Ling, who was standing silently on the side, suddenly walked to Cheng Ling's side, and said in a low voice, "Actually, Ran Wenji is not that good at all, it's your credit. Yes. They only know Ran Wenji, and they have no thanks to you at all."

  Cheng Ling glanced at Xiao Wu and said with a smile: "You're quite interesting, didn't you say that Brother Ran and I are the same raccoon?"

  Xiao Wu was suddenly at a loss for words. He opened his mouth several times, and finally said shamefully: "It's me who is wrong, I blame you, I'm sorry." After that, he bowed his hands to Cheng Ling and hurriedly left.

The    caravan did not pack up for too long in the valley. They wrapped the dead and put the wounded on the carriage, and they were ready to set off again.

  Uncle Ming walked over and said, "It's not advisable to stay here for too long. In order to prevent the night from having too many dreams, we decided to drive overnight. May I ask your gentleman..."

  Cheng Ling understood what he meant, and said, "Since I came to rescue, I will naturally walk with you."

  Uncle Ming immediately bowed to Cheng Ling and said, "Thank you sir." The gratitude overflowed to Cheng Ling.

   said to Xiao Wu, who was there to help tidy up the carriage: "Xiao Wu, you go and bring a horse for Langjun, and serve well, and don't neglect your benefactor. Do you know?"

  Xiaowu raised his head hurriedly and responded, "Yes, Uncle Ming!"

   Soon he brought a horse over, bowed his head and asked Cheng Ling to mount, and half-knelt in front of the horse to make a horse stool for Cheng Ling.

  Cheng Ling patted him on the shoulder, and jumped on the horse's back lightly on the other side. That movement was so dashing and neat that he didn't need a horse stool at all.

  Xiaowu straightened his waist, walked to Cheng Ling's horse spontaneously, held the reins for her, and said, "I lead the horse for Cheng Langjun."

   This Cheng Ling will not refuse, you can hold it if you like it!

   The caravan soon had an **** leading the way, and Uncle Ming arranged for Cheng Ling to walk in the middle of the group and join the carriages loaded with food and supplies.

  Cheng Ling did not refuse either. From now on, she should have her share of these supplies. There is nothing wrong with protecting her own supplies.

  In the night, under the starlight, the caravan people lined up like this, and soon left the valley.

  Uncle Ming was commanding in front, gesturing and shouting the formation.

   For example, he shouted: "Double snake formation, follow the double snake formation, keep up!"

  The people in the caravan lined up in double rows, with a distance of one meter from the front to the back, and walked along the terrain.

   From the point of view of prohibition, Cheng Ling actually felt that the people in these caravans were even better than the Lin navy. They are also very loyal to Ran Wenji, especially this uncle Ming.

   This is also a manifestation of the prosperity of civil power. Ran Wenji is not a simple person.

  Everyone walked in an orderly manner. Because the number of horses was not enough, most of the horses were used to pull carts and supplies. Only Cheng Ling and Uncle Ming could ride horses, and there was a person in front who looked like the leader of the **** team.

   In order to take care of the speed of the walkers, the horses are also walking slowly. Xiao Wu led the horse for Cheng Ling, and when the caravan went out of the valley, looking for a way to descend from the hillside outside, he suddenly said, "Cheng Langjun, is your relationship with Ran Wenji particularly good?"

   His voice was so low that Cheng Ling could hear it.

Cheng Ling bowed his head, looked at the young man who was leading the horse for him, and asked softly, "Why don't you call Brother Ran the proprietor as you did before? Calling him by his first name alone, you are not afraid of being heard by other companions. , provoke punishment?"

  Xiaowu said, "Will you sue me?"

  Cheng Ling smiled and said, "Probably not."

This "should not" is too sincere, and Xiao Wu pursed his mouth and said, "I still feel uneasy in my heart. Uncle Ming rescued me, so I was a guard and a scout in the caravan, he told me. How good is Ran Wenji, I thought so too..."

"But." Xiao Wu raised his eyes to look at Cheng Ling, who was on the horse, and said, "He still only invited you, no matter how amazing you are, how can only inviting you be compared to inviting officers and soldiers to go out? This is not only not Looking at the life and death of Uncle Ming and everyone, he is not at all afraid of your accident."

   As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Ling on horseback suddenly raised his hand and shot an arrow at the bushes on the side of the road behind Xiao Wu.

   This arrow is flying like a streamer, scoff! It elicited a scream.

   (end of this chapter)