The Ugours stepped out of the crowd.

This is a weird-looking thin old man, yes, even if he stands in the midst of the demons, the appearance of the Ulgudu is still weird.

But no one would look down on him because of his looks, and no one would dare.

As the Si Jing of the Qin Heavenly Prison, the de facto royal soothsayer, no one dared to laugh at him, no matter how ridiculous his appearance and his name were, because his power was terrifying.

Shen Zheng was almost never afraid of anyone.

But when he looked at this old man with a funny walking posture, Shen Xingzhong, who had a righteous heart, still had a chilling feeling.

"Nine dragons are a bad omen, the ten dragons must enter the game, please Your Majesty issued an edict to let people find that dragon, I want to see him and lead it into the game to resolve the chaos. ”

There is no doubt that the way the Ugud Du speaks belongs to the demons, but strangely, he speaks the language of the people of the dragons, and it sounds like a strange accent, and his tone is like an old peasant in the village, and his words are even more vulgar.

The silence did not leave.

The voice of the Ugours quickly faded away, and silence reclaimed the space.

Everyone wanted to say something, but no one spoke.

Shen Zheng knew that no one would say anything.

His mind was in turmoil, and it could almost be said that this chaos had never had such a chance to be changed, but how to make it work in the favor of Confucianism required a difficult period of preparation.

Shen Xingzhong is different from Yu Wen after all.

"There are those who know the traces of the dragon," the emperor seems to have been unconsciously influenced by the ancient capital, "a thousand gold." ”

This seemed to be the final result, no one objected, and with the shrill voice of the eunuch, the hundred officials left the main hall.

......

Magellan walks on the official road.

He's far from the coast, and he's had a lot of trouble along the way, but the sailors have left him with an official guide, and it seems that the plant hunter who named himself Marco Polo II is doing well in the Land of Dragons.

In order not to get into trouble, Magellan wore a black cloak and hid his face in the shadow of the hood, which caused him a lot of trouble, but Magellan liked it.

Otherwise he would have fallen into distant memories, which would hardly be pleasant.

The southern countryside of the Land of Dragons has a certain eerie atmosphere surrounding it, but it has nothing to do with Magellan, his destination is in the north, and the maelstrom is still far away, so there is not much time to waste.

Then Magellan saw a team of officers.

They were in a hurry, and they were aggressive.

Despite noticing Magellan's suspicious dress, the leading demon clan still didn't let his subordinates trouble him, and they did have something very urgent.

Magellan continued to walk quietly, although the walk was a little tiring, but the means of transportation here were not convenient, and if you did the math, walking was the fastest way.

Bypassing the hills that blocked the road, Magellan saw a village where smoke rose from the cooking.

Then he smelled blood.

Magellan looked up at the peaceful village surrounded by verdant hills, and the otherwise delightful sight began to grow strange.

He walked into the village by the roadside.

There is no living mouth, everyone is there, and they are all dead.

Magellan quietly walked out of the village, and then saw the group of officials on the official road.

"You killed people?"

"Get out of here!"

The demon on horseback swung his long knife directly at Magellan, and he had no patience to answer boring questions from suspicious characters.

Magellan has already received the answer, this team has blood on their bodies.

He quietly handed the pot to his left hand and raised his sword.

It was all over in a split second.

Except for Magellan, the only one who is still alive is the leading demon.

"Who told you to do that?"

"Phew!"

Despite seeing everything Magellan had done, including splitting the galloping horse in half with a single sword, the demon did not lose his courage, and a mist of blood began to rise on his body, and the wound between his chest and abdomen healed at an alarming rate.

But the demons didn't get a chance to fight.

He was not able to get up from Magellan's feet until the blood had dissipated, and he remained in this position lying on his back until it was over.

He's dead.

Magellan stood in the middle of the corpse, found a clean place to wipe the blood from the soles of his shoes, and continued along the pipe.

He hadn't been walking long before he saw a city.

That's where those officials came from.

Magellan quietly took out the official guide to the soldiers defending the city, quietly paid the entrance fee, and quietly walked into the small city.

He knew what he was looking for.

Along the avenue behind the city gates, Magellan walked all the way, and eventually, he saw the official office.

Then he turned and left.

In the city's only inn, Magellan sat alone at a table and drank tea slowly.

It's a very lonely place, but there are still people talking to who don't seem to like it and just have nowhere to go.

"There is no land to plant this year. ”

"Not next year, we will plant grass for one year, and we will have to delay it for a year before we can grow crops. ”

"Well, but after all, the nobleman has to raise grass and horses. ”

"Waste farming for pasture......

The two middle-aged men slowly ate salt-boiled peanuts, and their tones were as flat as tea in a cup.

Magellan put down the money for the meal on the table, got up and left the small building.

It's not a world he's familiar with, so everything isn't worth cherishing.

Behind the official office, Magellan found an ordinary courtyard where a family lived.

"You let people kill farmers who don't want to abandon their farming for grazing?"

A middle-aged man stood straight in the middle of the courtyard, looking up at Magellan on the roof.

"Yes. ”

"You feel like you're doing something right. ”

"Isn't it natural for officials to follow government decrees?"

Magellan forced himself not to laugh: "I've only heard that officials should do things for the people." ”

"Waste farming for grazing is for the sake of all the people in the world, as for those who are distracted, they are just greedy. ”

"And then you're going to kill them?"

"The law is unforgiving. ”

Magellan nodded and jumped off the roof.

Until his death, the middle-aged official did not show any fear, which disappointed Magellan even more.

The corpse, the blood, Magellan stepped back, avoiding the bright red that spread on the stone slabs, so as not to stain the soles of his shoes.

He turned and walked towards the gate.

Then a child rushed out of the room on the side of the courtyard.

"My father was right!"

His face was a face of resolute courage, but his voice was calm.

Magellan looked at the shivering child and didn't know what to say.

"Pursuing what you don't deserve is the biggest cause of chaos, and those people deserve to die. ”

The boy seemed to be fighting, and if he was, he was very talented.

Magellan nodded and raised his sword.

Blood splattered, and a servant who had just rushed up screamed to death.