At this moment, there were many people standing on the rooftop who came to see the huge beast. Some of them even stood on the nearby rooftops, but most of them were foreigners.
Jiang Wang noticed that the locals seemed to be accustomed to this. Some made tea, some ate rice, and most of them did their own things in an orderly manner.
"Ah!"
At this moment, he heard a high-pitched chant.
Jiang Wang turned his head and saw an ordinary-looking man in scholarly robes with an extremely high forehead. He was shaking his head while facing the huge beast outside the city.
It was often said that those elegant people would climb high and write poems when they reached the top. Presumably, this Confucian cultivator was also in a good mood when he saw the huge beast in the city.
Although Jiang Wang wasn't interested in poetry, he couldn't help but be somewhat curious when he saw this scene.
Then, he heard the tall man in scholarly robes recite in an extremely exaggerated tone, "Today, I've come to Youguo to broaden my horizons! This huge tortoise is huge, huge, huge! "
After he finished reciting, he even turned left and right, probably wanting to welcome the applause and praise of the audience. However, after looking around, everyone's gazes retreated in defeat, their faces full of disdain.
Only Jiang Wang, who had experienced many hardships, wasn't moved by this lousy poem.
He cleared his throat and walked to Jiang Wang's side without any embarrassment. "Uncle, you look very experienced and different from the common people. May I ask if this is your first time coming to Youguo? "
Uncle?
Jiang Wang was stunned for a while before he realized that the man was talking to him.
He couldn't help but laugh bitterly in his heart. Have I finally fallen to the same state as Tiger Du? Have I become "old" when I'm young?
He didn't show it on his face, nor did he try to defend himself. He only said indifferently, "Yes."
He trekked all the way just to hasten on his journey and cultivate. He didn't want to fight, and he didn't want to come into contact with people.
However, the tall man didn't seem to notice his indifference. Instead, he said excitedly, "I didn't expect Uncle's voice to be so young! Apart from your hair, you haven't aged at all. You're really good at retaining your youthful appearance! "
Jiang Wang didn't want to answer this question, so he intentionally ignored it and only cast his gaze on the huge beast outside the city. He hoped this man would retreat when he was ignored.
He noticed a group of officials in the city hurriedly walking out of the city with scrolls in their hands.
A huge staircase slowly lowered down from the city on the huge beast's back.
Each flight of stairs could accommodate dozens of people.
The officials from the lower city went up the stairs, and the stairs automatically shrank, pulling them all into the city on the back of the giant beast.
"There is only one 'Upper City' in the entire Blessed Nation, which is their capital city. All the nobles and ministers live in the capital city. He was carried by the tortoise beast and patrolled the entire territory. This turtle beast would never stop. Every time it traveled through the entire territory, it would take about half a year. Every time we arrive at a city, the officials in the lower city have to go up and report on their work. "
The tall man stood beside Jiang Wang and explained, "Look, those sons of b * tches are all wretched and cautious. If you are ranked the worst in the evaluation, you will be removed from your position and eaten up! "
You Country was the third country that Jiang Wang had passed by on his way here. Its political ecology and operation style were different from any other country that he had seen. It was indeed an eye-opener for him.
Jiang Wang noticed that some people's eyes were not right. Considering that they were in the You Country, it was indeed inappropriate to say that their officials were cowards. Therefore, he gave the tall man a look, indicating that he should pay attention to his words.
Unexpectedly, the tall man received the look and mistook the warning for encouragement. He suddenly became excited and said, "Uncle, you think so too, right? I don't know how the ancestor of You Country got together with this turtle beast and built a city on its shell. Since then, it has been called the Blessed Nation. Hahahaha, it's so funny. "
He laughed for a while, but found that Jiang Wang did not laugh with him, so he felt rather bored and stopped.
At this time, he heard an angry voice behind him. "What turtle beast? Our divine guardian beast is Baxia! The dragon has nine sons, and Baxia is the sixth! It can bring prosperity to the people and make them live long! "
"What? Baxia? The dragon race has already gone extinct, and the dragon has nine sons? " The tall man in scholarly robes refuted loudly and sternly. He turned around and said, "The dragon is gone! Who gave birth to … them? "
His voice became fainter and fainter until it disappeared.
This was because he found that the roof of the restaurant was already full of people, and most of them were glaring at him. Then, he looked at the armor that was popular in You Country …
"Aiya! I suddenly have an unbearable abdominal pain! " The tall man held his stomach with one hand and walked downstairs with the other hand. "Excuse me, excuse me. Goodbye."
The crowd rushed forward, and his screams gradually faded away.
However, there was still a group of people who stayed and surrounded Jiang Wang.
One of them pointed and said, "They're in cahoots!"
Jiang Wang hurriedly explained, "I don't know that tall man at all!"
The voice of the man in scholarly robes came from afar. "How dare you say you don't know me, Xu Xiangqian! Ah! "
It was interrupted by another scream.
Jiang Wang secretly clenched his teeth. This troublemaker was really sarcastic.
He did not forget to say something while he was being beaten, probably to take revenge on Jiang Wang for not reminding him in time.
Seeing that the crowd was getting closer and closer, the crowd became agitated and there was no room for explanation.
Jiang Wang was standing on the edge of the roof at this time. He took the opportunity to fall back and landed on the long street. Darting left and right, he got into the crowd in a few moves.
"Catch this white-haired old man!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
A few cultivators in the crowd jumped down one after another, but Jiang Wang had already disappeared.
…
He crossed a few streets and squeezed through the crowd a few times. While he was at it, he picked up a cloak from a stall and left a silver ingot.
When he came out again, his long hair was tied up and the cloak was put on.
With his conspicuous white hair covered, Jiang Wang blended into the crowd like a drop of water.
The Minor Circulatory Cycle was his yearning for the sun, moon, and stars.
Building the Major Circulatory Cycle required him to further understand the world and understand his heart. Only then could he improve his realm.
He did not want to cause trouble. He only wanted to quietly feel the atmosphere of this city.
Therefore, not only did he not care about being called an old man and being chased and beaten, he did not even plan to look for trouble with that despicable Xu Xiangqian.
A huge turtle beast suspected to be the descendant of Baxia protected the stability of this small country. Therefore, there was no need to maintain too many troops, and the cultivators who protected the country did not have to work too hard. They were born to enjoy the hard-won peace and tranquility of other countries. It was not wrong to say that this was a country protected by the heavens.
Jiang Wang silently thought as he felt the peaceful atmosphere in the city.
He walked through the streets and alleys while eating a type of sugar called "Burning Cloud", feeling the sweetness of the sugar burning between his lips and teeth. He began to understand why An 'an liked to eat sweets so much.
He began to think about An 'an again.
Suddenly, he heard suppressed sobs coming from behind a high wall.
Jiang Wang did not want to pay attention to it.
But the voice gradually became fainter and fainter, and it began to carry a hint of evil.
"Wuwuwu, cousin is going to die … I feel so bad … so bad … I curse you … I curse all of you!"
Jiang Wang pressed his hand on his sword and jumped behind the high wall.
This kind of cursing shamans was quite similar to that of a cult.
Ever since the White Bone Path, Jiang Wang had become very sensitive to cults and evil gods.
He could not ignore them or ignore them.
He did not want anything like what happened in Maplewood City to happen again!
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