I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 508 Second Master
The mounted escort shouted on horseback, and his voice spread far away and echoed in Zhang Chen's ears.

"You are not allowed to light a fire?" Zhang Chen frowned. How can you cook if you are not allowed to light a fire? Boil water?
Although he could understand the escort agency's behavior, he did not agree with it.

Zhang Chen turned his head to look at the refugees nearby, and saw that they seemed to have gotten used to it, and they lined up spontaneously in silence.

"Uncle, what are you guys queuing for?" Zhang Chen looked at the people in the queue and pulled one of them to ask.

"Although the Longhu Escort Agency does not allow us to make fires or boil water, they will take the initiative to dig wells and boil water. We pick up firewood and queue up to exchange for boiled water, or we can get well water. If you want to make a fire and cook food, you can use your own corn to exchange for rations cooked by the escort agency." The man whispered.

Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "In this case, the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency is kind and has thought of everything that can be thought of."

They have already drawn well water. If you want cold water, they will just fill it up for you. If you want hot water, you can pick up firewood and they will make it for you. If you can't cook corn, they will cook it and give you an equal amount of it. This not only enhances secrecy, but also greatly reduces the risk of exposure. The Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency is really good at it.

Zhang Chen had no food on him. He had thought that he would not be short of food along the way. After all, with his beast-controlling skills, what kind of beast could he not catch? How could he not have enough meat along the way? He did prepare some corn, but not much. The North was hit by a disaster and there was not much corn to begin with. These corns were the leftover rice from that year.

Zhang Chen glanced at the long line of people and horses, but did not go forward to join in the fun. Instead, he led the whole family to a big tree and told Cheng Yu, "You take good care of everyone. I'll go find some food."

After saying this, Zhang Chen found a secret place and escaped using the earth escape technique. He arrived at a valley dozens of miles away and lit a bonfire. The falconer had already prepared three pheasants. Zhang Chen cooked the pheasants into beggar's chickens and roasted them. He then filled a large pot with hot water before using the earth escape technique to return.

"I kind of miss the fox fairy Nannan now. If there was a fox fairy Nannan, why would I have to do this kind of small work." Zhang Chen missed the fox spirit very much in his heart: "I have to find a chance to find some suitable mysteries to serve as servants in the future."

When Zhang Chen returned with the roasted chicken, it was already dark. When Zhang and the others saw the roasted chicken, their eyes lit up and they all came forward, staring at it and drooling.

Over there, Zhang had already piled up the luggage to form a shelter that could block the view from the outside world, so the family eating roasted chicken inside the enclosure would not be noticed by the refugees.

Zhang Chen divided the roasted chicken, then took out some corn and said, "Eating only meat without rice is not good for digestion. I'll go exchange some corn."

Zhang Chen walked through the crowd carrying corn. At this time, the refugees were gathered in twos and threes, each eating their own food. Zhang Chen inadvertently walked past the eight men who had ill intentions towards his group during the day. He saw that the eight men were not only eating barbecue, but also drinking wine. Zhang Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, and as his mind moved, the wine instantly blocked the eight men's trachea. The eight men suddenly covered their throats and opened their mouths to shout, but their throats seemed to be blocked by a ball of glue, and all sounds could not come out.

Even though the eight men continued to struggle and roll on the ground with red faces, no sound came out of their mouths.

The eight men desperately dug at the throat, trying to clear the trachea, but it was no use. In the end, the eight men's eyes turned bloodshot, their faces turned red, and they were suffocated to death.

The eight people's struggle before death alarmed the nearby refugees, causing them to look sideways, but no one came forward to check, everyone just looked on coldly. These eight people were not good people, they had bullied the refugees along the way, and everyone hated them to the core, so why would they come forward to help?
Moreover, the deaths of those eight people were strange, and seemed to reveal some shocking and bizarre phenomena. How could people dare to rush forward and invite disaster?
At this time, the storyteller Wang Yan looked at the strange deaths of the eight people and said bravely, "The deaths of these eight people are not normal. Hurry up and report to the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency to prevent any dirty tricks from sneaking in."

Someone went to report to the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency, and soon a dozen men from the agency pushed through the crowd and came over. Leading them was a warrior with ignited blood. He stood at a distance and watched the deaths of the eight people with caution, then walked forward, squatted down carefully, and began to check.

"How strange!" After checking for a while, the man's face became serious. "The eight people died of drowning, but there is no water here... Could it be an illusion? Are there any cultivators who practice the Soul Dao here, and are there any accomplished cultivators stationed nearby?"

The man was a powerful man who ignited the blood of the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency. He was the backbone of the agency and a top-notch expert in the martial arts world. He was knowledgeable and had killed many people. He saw the cause of death of eight people at a glance, but when he opened the other person's mouth and carefully examined his throat, he saw that there was no sign of water in his throat. He immediately deduced that it was an illusion.

For cultivators who practice the Way of the Soul, before they can drive away things, the most powerful means is illusion. When people reach the stage of driving away things, it is a completely different world!

The cultivators of the Divine Soul Dao are extremely rare, and their inheritance is unique to a small number of secret groups. Even the princes and noble families do not have them. The appearance of a cultivator of the Divine Soul Dao in the team of his own escort agency is no small matter. What does it mean?
Did the other party follow the large group south to seek protection and hide, or did he covet the escort agency? In either case, he had to be on guard.

"Tell me what happened." The passionate warrior said to Wang Yan.

"Hello, Second Master!" Wang Yan quickly bowed respectfully, and then recounted the death of the eight people. After hearing Wang Yan's narration, the warrior named Second Master frowned, and his eyes swept across the dark mass of refugees in the distance, revealing a gleam in his eyes, and then he said to Wang Yan:
"Could these eight people have conflicts with others?" Er Ye asked again.

"These eight guys have secretly bullied quite a few people." Wang Yan said.

The Second Master glanced at the crowd, too lazy to meddle in other people's business, and just gave an order:

"Go get two pounds of mutton and one pound of corn."

"Thank you, Second Master." Wang Yan was overjoyed when he heard that. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed, then left happily.

The second master looked at everyone and turned to walk towards the escort agency camp. As for the corpse, he didn't care. The corpse would be food for some people and some wild animals, so it was better than wasting it directly. Wild animals would be full of corpses and would not be able to eat living people, so living people would have a better chance.

Farther away, Zhang Chen's family finished their meal of rice and roasted chicken, and then went to sleep. At night, someone moved restlessly and wanted to run over and steal something, but was scratched on the face by a falcon and scared away.

After all, there are quite a lot of people here, and only a few dare to rob openly. Everyone acts stealthily and in the dark.

Nothing happened that night. At dawn the next day, the escort agency began to prepare meals. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they continued on their journey.

The days seemed to have calmed down, and there was nothing else to do every day except traveling. During this time, there were a few people who were not smart enough to plot against Zhang Chen and his companions, but they were all "drown" by Zhang Chen in advance. This matter did not cause any waves. Only the second master of the escort agency, after investigating the matter, suppressed the matter calmly and ordered people to throw the bodies on the roadside to feed the wild animals.

The two little ones made great progress in their martial arts training. The fat boy Zhang Taowei lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he looked much thinner.

Zhang Chen had also learned some useful information through the miscellaneous conversations of the refugees in the past few days. The second master's surname was Chen, and he was called Chen Erye. He was the leader of the escort agency and was responsible for all matters of the escort agency. As for more things, he didn't know, and it was not something that ordinary people could find out.

There was dead silence on the road, and everyone's face was numb and despair. Zhang Chen walked among the crowd, quietly absorbing the essence of the sun between heaven and earth. When he took a rest after walking for half a day, Zhang Chen went to a remote place to urinate. Suddenly, his ears moved, and his eyes looked towards the direction of the grass. He couldn't help but be stunned. There was actually a big bad wolf lurking in the grass.

The big bad wolf and Zhang Chen looked at each other, but instead of rushing out, they quickly disappeared into the grass and lost no trace.

Zhang Chen glanced at the big bad wolf, shook his head disapprovingly, then summoned water to wash his hands, turned around and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

But after walking peacefully for another eight or nine days, Zhang Chen gradually realized that something was amiss. Since he had shaken the bird that day, he had noticed that ferocious beasts often appeared nearby, and the frequency of their appearances was not small.

"Something's not right!" Zhang Chen narrowed his eyes, alert in his heart: "Logically speaking, with tens of thousands of people gathered in one place, ordinary beasts would have fled long ago. How come there are wild beasts that actively come forward to spy on us?"

That’s right, after seven or eight days of gathering, the team behind the escort agency has gathered tens of thousands of troops.

Zhang Chen directly activated the beast taming technique to sense. Now his beast taming skills can sense all the ferocious beasts within a range of two kilometers. In his perception, the number of wild beasts in the mountains began to increase, and not just ordinary beasts, but all of them were ferocious beasts, like jackals.

In just this short two-kilometer sensing distance, there were actually more than a dozen hungry wolves, three tigers, bears, and dozens of weasels scurrying around underground, peering at the large group of people.

"Sure enough, the demon tribe is targeting us." Zhang Chen had already sensed something was wrong, and he was secretly alert: "I have to go investigate tonight to see what's going on."

Although ultrasound is easy to use, it has too many obstacles at low altitudes and cannot be transmitted over long distances.

(End of this chapter)