Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 148 Heavenly Blessed Kingdom

  At this moment, on the rooftop, there are also many people standing to see the giant beasts, and some even stand on the nearby rooftops, but most of them are outsiders.

  Jiang Wang noticed that the locals seem to be accustomed to doing their own things in an orderly manner.

"what!"

  At this moment, he heard a high voice of chanting.

  Jiang Wang turned his head and saw a man in Confucian clothes with an average stature and a very tall forehead, shaking his head and shaking his head at the giant beast outside the city.

  It is often heard that those elegant men must ascend every high, and they must be granted. Want to come to this Confucian monk, see this giant beast city, also came to Yaxing.

   Although Jiang Wang is not interested in poetry, but seeing this posture, he can't help but feel a little curious.

   He only listened to the man with high forehead Confucian clothes chanting in an extremely exaggerated tone: "Today I am here to protect the country and my eyes will be opened! This huge tortoise is huge and huge!"

  After chanting, he still turned around, probably to welcome the audience's applause and applause. But after looking around, everyone's eyes retreated and evaded, with all kinds of disgust on their faces.

  Only Jiang Wangjing's wind and frost will not be moved by this bad poem.

  He cleared his cough, and walked to Jiang Wang without embarrassment: "This uncle has a lot of experience at first glance, and he is different from the vulgar. Dare to ask if this is the first time you have come to Yuguo?"

  Uncle?

   Jiang Wang was stunned for a while before realizing that he was calling himself.

   couldn't help but gave a wry smile in his heart. I finally fell to the same level as Du Lao. Will my youth become "old"?

  He didn't show it on his face, nor did he excuse him, he just said lightly: "Yes."

  He trek this way, just to hurry, just to practice. I don't want to dispute, and I don't want to contact people.

  But the high-demand man seemed to be unaware of his indifference, but he said with great interest: "Uncle's voice is so young! Nothing but hair is old, you are so handsome!"

   Jiang Wang didn't want to answer this, so he deliberately ignored it, and only cast his eyes on the giant beast outside the city. Hope this person retreats in the cold.

  He noticed a team of officials in the city hurrying out of the city holding a scroll.

  And the city on the back of the giant beast slowly descended a huge ladder.

  Each step of the ladder can accommodate dozens of people.

  The officials in the lower city went up the ladder, and the ladder automatically shrank, pulling them all to the city on the back of the giant beast.

"There is only one'upper city' in the entire Youguo, that is, their capital city. Those princes and ministers live in the capital city. They are carried by this tortoise beast, patrolling the whole territory. This tortoise will never stop, every time it goes It takes about half a year to complete the whole territory at a time. Every time they go to a city, the officials in the lower city must go up and report their duties."

  The high-stakes man was very familiar and explained next to Jiang Wang: "Look, those tortoise sons are all wretched and cautious. If the evaluation ranks the worst in Zhucheng, they will be dismissed and eaten!"

  Youguo is the third country that has passed along the way. Its political ecology and operation mode are different from any country Jiang Wang has seen, and it really opened his eyes.

  Jiang Wang noticed that the eyes of some people next to him were not quite right, thinking that after all, this place was on the mainland of Yuguo, and it was indeed wrong to say that their officials were the sons of turtles. He gave the man with a high forehead a wink and motioned him to pay attention to his words.

Unexpectedly, the high-stakes man received his eyes, mistakenly used the warning as encouragement, and suddenly became excited: "Uncle, do you think so? Youguo ancestors somehow got involved with this turtle beast, and built a turtle shell. City. From now on claiming to be the Blessed Kingdom. Hahahaha, it's so funny."

  He laughed for a while, and found that Jiang Wang didn't laugh, so he stopped with a sense of boringness.

  At this time, he heard an angry voice from behind: "What tortoise? Our country guardian beast is Domineering! Dragon gives birth to nine sons, Domination is sixth! It can bring good luck to the people and make people live longer!"

"What do you do? The dragons are all extinct, and the nine sons of the dragon?" The high-demand man in Confucian clothing retorted loudly, his righteousness and strictness, and he turned around as he said, "There are no dragons! With whom? Birth..."

  His voice became smaller and smaller, until it became inaudible.

  Because he found that the top of the restaurant was full of people at some point, and most of those people were glaring at him. Let’s take a look at the shattered armor suits that are popular on these people...

   "Oh! Xiaosheng suddenly had a stomachache that was unbearable!" The high-profile man held his belly in one hand, his face was painful, and he pulled down the stairs with the other hand: "Borrow, say goodbye."

  The crowd rushed forward, as he screamed away.

  But a group of people stayed and surrounded Jiang Wang.

  One of the halberds pointed out: "They are in the same group!"

   Jiang Wang quickly explained: "I don't even know that high forehead!"

  The voice of a man in Confucian clothing came from afar: "You still dare to say that you don't know me, Xu Xianggan! Ah!"

   was interrupted by another scream.

   Jiang Wang gritted his teeth secretly. This is enough to hurt the tuberculosis kid.

  I didn't forget to pull a bit between being beaten, probably because of revenge for Jiang Wang's failure to remind him in time.

  Looking at the crowd getting closer, it will be exciting, and there is no room for explanation.

  Jiang Wang was standing on the edge of the rooftop at this time, and fell back down the long street. Jumping from left to right, he got into the crowd in a few strokes.

   "Grab this old white-haired guy!"

  Swish swish.

   Several monks in the crowd jumped down one after another, but Jiang Wang was already gone.

  ……

  Crossing several long streets, squeezing back and forth in the crowd, took a cloak from the stall and left a silver coin.

When    turned out again, her long hair had been rolled up and the cloak had been put on.

   concealed the conspicuous young white, Jiang Wang was like a drop of water, mixed into the crowd.

  The operation of Xiao Zhoutian is his yearning for the sun, the moon and the stars.

  And to build the Great Zhoutian requires him to further understand the world and understand his heart. Only in this way can there be a substantial improvement in the realm.

  He doesn't want to cause trouble, he just wants to quietly feel the breath of this city.

  As a result, not only was he being scolded as an old guy chasing him for nothing, but even the humble Xu Xiangqian, he didn't plan to go back and make trouble.

  A huge tortoise beast that is suspected to dominate the descendants, protects the stability of this small country, so there is no need to maintain too many troops, and the monks of Youguo don’t have to work hard. Other countries are born to enjoy the hard-won peace and tranquility. It is not wrong to say that it is a blessed country.

   Feeling the peaceful atmosphere in the city, Jiang Wang thought silently.

  Eating a kind of silk candy called "Huoshaoyun" walking through the streets, feeling the sweet sensation of the sugar burning between the lips and teeth. He began to understand why An An liked to eat sweets so much.

  He started to think about peace again.

  He suddenly heard a suppressed sob, behind a high wall.

  Jiang Wang didn't want to bother at all.

   But the voice gradually drifted, and it began to smell of evil——

   "Woo, cousin is about to die... I'm so uncomfortable... so uncomfortable... I curse you... curse all of you!"

   Jiang Wang pressed the long sword in his hand and jumped into the high wall.

  This kind of curse of witchcraft is quite like a cult.

  After confessing to the bones, Jiang Wang was very sensitive to the evil cult.

  He can’t see if he doesn’t see, hear if he doesn’t hear.

  He never wanted something like Fenglin City to happen again!

  　Thank you book friend Jin San and book friend 20191010034828493 for their rewards! For Du Yehu, Jiang An'an, Jiang Wang, thank you book friend Yue Lingli for your rewards!

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