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... rkers were employed on the road. One of them was carrying Jinpengqi. He was not a guide, but he always walked. At the forefront of the team, he is not a servant, and he does not do anything. He is always close to the employer, and the grooms are a little afraid of him.

The journey to the Western Region was boring, but there was one thing that Gu Shen remembered clearly. During the recent month of the trip, they had not encountered any robbery attacks, which seemed to confirm the judgment ...

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