Surviving in a chaotic world and becoming a saint by adding points

Beside Gu Lingyun was a woman.

The woman was dressed in a plain white dress, with a graceful figure and a pair of long, beautiful legs straddling the saddle, which aroused the imagination.

The only regret is probably that face.

That face was pretty.

But the expression on his face that always looked down on everyone made him hard to like.

Chen Ran was naturally not interested in her; what made him frown was the woman's identity.

Sun Jia, Sun Miao.

The first in line to inherit the Sun family's title, a second-blood martial artist.

With numerous accolades to her name, she can be said to be the woman who stands at the pinnacle of Qinghe County.

"Boss Chen, boss, we're here to protect you."

"Didn't you tell me about the goods? What's going on?"

Chen Ran grabbed Liu Yue's head and pointed at the two convoys, asking a question.

"Boss, these, these, in the trade, they really are all goods."

"The outer city has been unsettled lately, and for safety reasons, they hired Elder Gu from our canal gang."

Liu Yue's face stiffened.

His not-so-bright mind raced, afraid he might miss some detail.

"Okay, I understand."

Chen Ran sighed, put Liu Yue down, walked to the side, took his own fast horse, and waited for the team to set off.

Since we're already here, what else can we say?

After a while, once the route was determined, the group slowly headed towards the city gate.

The cold wind howled.

As soon as we stepped out of the city gate, the temperature plummeted.

Sun Miao, who was originally sitting outside riding horses with the members of the canal gang, climbed directly into the carriage.

"Boss, what kind of kung fu do you practice? How did you get so big?"

Beside him, Liu Yue, who was in his talkative mode, looked at Chen Ran's muscles with envy.

He had always wanted to have such strong muscles.

Chen Ran glanced at Liu Yue, then stared blankly ahead.

He doesn't have time for nonsense.

Seeing that Chen Ran didn't want to talk, Liu Yue sighed and stopped talking.

Time passed slowly, and half a day flew by.

The sun was obscured by clouds, making the sky appear hazy and gray. The temperature was slowly dropping, and snowflakes were falling intermittently.

Along the roadside, one can occasionally see corpses that have been frozen stiff.

Packs of wild dogs dragged the carcasses toward a certain spot.

Corpses littered the fields; nothing could be more devastating.

The procession moved very quickly.

Before nightfall, a village was just a stone's throw away.

Behind it is Matou Mountain.

Matou Mountain gets its name from its peaks, which resemble a horse's head.

"We'll rest here in Xijia Village tonight and head to Zhengde Temple tomorrow."

Gu Lingyun spoke softly to the carriage.

"I will follow Elder Gu's arrangements."

Sun Miao's voice came from inside the carriage.

Having received a positive reply, Gu Lingyun then decided to wait and go into the village to investigate the situation.

In the wild, especially near Matou Mountain, be careful of the bandit gang.

These people are all desperate criminals.

Some time ago, in order to find the person who killed their men, they robbed several caravans.

All the men were killed, and the women were taken to the mountains and raped.

This group of people is the root of the problem in the vicinity of Qinghe County; they are a bunch of beasts.

Unfortunately, the leader and second leader of the Flowing Wind Thieves are both triple-blood warriors.

No major power in Qinghe County could completely eradicate it.

If it weren't for the unusual situation in the surrounding villages this time, the Qinghe County Commandant would have personally led his troops and three blood warriors to sweep through the area.

It seems likely that this group of bandits will continue to act arrogantly for a long time to come.

Soon, the canal gang disciples who had gone out as scouts returned.

"Elder, it's safe ahead."

The disciples of the Canal Gang lowered their heads and mumbled.

"Okay, go in."

With Gu Lingyun's order given, the convoy slowly headed towards Xijia Village.

Occasionally, wisps of mist drifted through the sky.

Feeling the increasingly cold weather, Chen Ran, who was walking at the back, frowned.

Upon entering Xijia Village, the entire village was eerily quiet.

At the village entrance, the village head, wearing a patched cotton coat, eagerly awaited the arrival of the villagers.

"Sir, this way please."

Upon seeing Gu Lingyun and his group, the village head quickly led the way, bringing them to a house with blue bricks and black tiles.

Compared to the surrounding mud-walled and thatched houses, this courtyard is definitely a gem.

"Sir, I'm sorry, this is already the best house in the village."

The village head was an elderly man with a face full of the vicissitudes of time, and he wore gloves made of bear hair.

"Go downstairs. I'll call you if anything happens."

After a while, Gu Lingyun, having confirmed that there were no problems in the surroundings, spoke to the village head.

Then, he threw a bag of silver in front of the other party.

The village head, with a broad smile, put the money bag into his pocket, then took his leave.

"Start a fire to cook, and have two people on duty at night to increase vigilance."

"Yes."

Soon, wisps of smoke rose from the courtyard.

There are three rooms in the courtyard.

Chen Ran shared a room with the other three first-blood warriors.

Gu Lingyun has a room to herself.

The client, Sun Miao, shared a room with the person inside the carriage.

As for the other ordinary people who had not broken through the limits, they lived in tents in the courtyard.

………….

In a courtyard in Xijia Village.

"Click~"

The door was slowly pushed open.

The village head's weathered face appeared among them.

"Hey, how's it going?"

A figure dressed in white emerged from the shadows, his face deathly pale, and asked.

"The protector beside that girl should be Sun Jun, the Heavenly Cloud Hand of the Sun family."

Although this person's qi and blood are declining, he was once a martial artist with perfected three blood levels.

"In a one-on-one fight, we are no match for them."

"That's enough. You hold him off, and I'll unleash my secret technique to kill Sun Miao in one strike."

"Yes, but be careful during the period of weakness."

"Heh, a second-tier martial artist from some backwater village, I kill him like a dog."

After finalizing the plan, the two figures slowly disappeared.

………….

midnight.

Chen Ran lay in bed, feeling restless.

It was so quiet, so incredibly quiet.

Even in chaotic times, villages where people still live will emit strange noises.

But with Chen Ran's perception having exceeded its limits twice, there was absolutely no sound in the village except for a few sentries snoring outside.

"It's foggy, it's foggy! Quick, add firewood!"

The courtyard was shrouded in mist, and the entire village was enveloped in a thick fog.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ran frowned and quietly took out the prepared lime powder, snake heart poison, and five-step powder from his pocket.

"Aaaaaah!!"

Fifteen minutes later, a piercing scream echoed in the courtyard.

"Bang!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the door being smashed open was heard.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Aaaaaaah!!!!"

The screams of the canal gang members came to an abrupt halt.

"They actually sent three top-tier experts to kill my Sun family members. They have some serious audacity."

An aged voice came from inside the courtyard, tinged with anger.

"Ding ding ding~"

The other side didn't say a word and went straight for the old man.

The sound of clashing swords echoed in the courtyard.

Upon hearing the sound, Chen Ran quickly got up, went to the window, and looked outside.