There was a knock on the door of the Ministry of Commerce where the Holtz family was built, and a person who claimed to be the young head of the family walked in, opened his mouth and asked them to prepare a carriage immediately, saying that he and his companions had urgent matters to rush to Huize City, and then walked around the courtyard of the Ministry of Commerce, pointing and pointing, saying that the rockery should not be placed here, it should be placed in the flower pond, it would look more pleasing to the eye, and the flowers in the flower pond should be pruned, and they were all messed up...... It looked like you were enjoying the flowers at home.

Everyone in the Ministry of Commerce knows that there is a noble son in the family, who is the future heir, but no one has ever seen it. But looking at the other party's appearance, it seems that he has no fear, and he can't tell if it's true. Some people said that the person in charge had been to the house for a meeting, and he must know the young master of the family, so he went to ask the person in charge to come over.

The person in charge was thin and tall, with a mustache on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Fengchen standing on the stone bridge not far away, and he couldn't make up his mind. When he went to his house for a meeting, the young master was in the confinement room to reflect because he had cut down the century-old sequoia tree that represented "wisdom" in his family, and he didn't see him until the meeting ended.

The person who came was beautifully dressed and the materials were excellently made, obviously not a cat or a dog. Although the other party is also a man from the Sith Empire with blonde hair, it remains to be seen whether he is the young master of the family or not, after all, it is really embarrassing to admit the wrong young master.

"What about the person in charge, why haven't you come out yet?" Fengchen was a little impatient, the eldest young master of the dignified family had to wait for a carriage in his own branch, there was such a reason? He didn't even have the most basic hospitality etiquette, and no one had brought him chairs and water for so long.

He was already wondering if it was necessary to change the person in charge.

"Hello, I'm the head of the branch where the Holtz family was established. The person in charge was polite, "May I ask if you have any credentials to prove that you are the young master from your own family?"

Fengchen understood the meaning of the other party's delay, and clearly did not believe that he was the young master of his family. But after thinking about it, I don't seem to know anyone except my own family. The most important thing about that family meeting was to ask him to show his face and let the branch heads sitting in the audience know him, so that he could better take over the family in the future, but he got into trouble and was locked up in the confinement room, he didn't see the people in the branch, and the people in the branch didn't see the future head of the family, so he sat in the audience and listened to the current head of the family crackling a lot.

In the end, the situation of not recognizing his family was caused by himself, Fengchen couldn't help but pout, and then took out the black card.

Of course, the person in charge recognized the family's token, and bowed slightly to show his respect, "I'm sorry to keep the young master waiting for a long time." The carriage will be ready immediately. ”

Everyone was in the middle of the road to see off the young master and his companions, and the person in charge stood at the door to watch, they chose the farewell etiquette of the Longhua Empire, saying that it was to follow the local customs, and there were a few people who played the trumpet next to the carriage.

"If this scene is a little more red and glamorous...... Mu Xi flicked the curtains of the car with his hand, looked at the people who blew the horns, and felt that the scene at the moment was really a little strange, "If you hang a few more red firecrackers and crackle, it will be almost like marrying a daughter." ”

"But don't you think those trumpets are festive?" Fengchen leaned lazily, seemingly looking forward to the success of this mission, "This indicates that our operation will have a good result." ”

"I didn't mean to upset you, but that one is not a horn, it's a suona, and although it's very similar, they're actually two instruments. Suona is usually used in our funeral procession, which is very appropriate for our current situation, if the carriage is replaced with a coffin. Shao Xuechen said.

Fengchen really wanted to cover his face at this moment, what did the people in the branch do to eat? The sound of the suona outside the carriage became harsh, he stretched out a hand from the window of the carriage and waved, and the suona team following the carriage immediately stopped playing and stopped, and then scattered as birds and beasts. The person in charge had already paid for it, but it was clear that the boss in the carriage did not need them very much. But it's strange to think about it, why did they let the suona team see them off, did they want to send them away?

"This should be called the death of the master before he is killed, right?" Mu Xi said with a smile.

"As an Oriental, you just didn't recognize it and were sent off for a while. Fengchen glanced at him, this guy had never had any good words in his mouth, "That's your oriental musical instrument, it should be useless to me, a Westerner." ”

The pair of dark golden pupils were staring at the stone wall in front of them, and the stone wall was carved with the legendary war, where gods and demons were entangled, hideous, **, solemn, and ancient...... That's bloodshed, that's violence! At the top of the throne of skeletons, the Lord of Demons sits as if this slaughter was nothing more than the death of a few ants.

It was in a dome building, silent, windowless, no wind, everything was static, as if entering the world was cut off, time was suspended. The only light here is the candlesticks on the candelabra that surround the stone walls, and the flames rise steadily. Only this small part of the stone wall is illuminated, and more parts are hidden out of the light.

In the darkness, on both sides of the rotunda, two huge sculptures made of bronze were rusty, but still hideous, fangs turned out of their lips, and countless hands stretched out on both sides of their bodies, holding swords and axes and guns that shot directly from the cold light, and dozens of corpses hung on them, their bodies twisted to an unimaginable angle, like twisted flowers, and the dark red viscous liquid evenly covered the ground. It is not difficult to imagine the mistreatment they suffered before they died, and it may be a relief to die now. It's a terrifying sight to look at, and it's a tingling of the scalp, and it's supposed to be hell!

Someone with a lamp came out of the darkness and came out of his mouth with strange words, which were by no means human sounds. He walked over to the stone wall and looked at it in awe.

"Haven't you got that thing yet?" he said.

"A new era is coming, and those who stand in its way will be swallowed up by the torrent of the times. The person who stood under the stone wall in the morning, his pupils seemed to glow, like Shura flowers blooming in the rain of blood, "The great leader is about to awaken, and he will lead us to create a new world." ”

"Blazing lava is spewing into the sky, endless dust is about to cover the earth, black mandalas are about to be placed in every corner of the world, and the darkness that awakens from the sea of ice is about to return......"

After the two of them finished the last sentence together, the round pupils turned into vertical pupils, like a civet cat preying in the dark, and the fierce and brutal aura swept the entire hall like a tide at this moment.

The full moon was shining on the surface of the sea, and the sea was calm and covered with a thick layer of ice. There was a light in the darkness in the distance above the ice, and the crowd was densely packed with torches, and they were clustered around each other, their faces hidden under deep hoods, revealing only strange dark golden pupils. The wind blowing from a distance made people shiver, and they didn't seem to feel it, looking at the half-** strange moon with a reverent face, just like the monks on the pilgrimage road were meticulous.

There seemed to be a faint but real sound of metal clashing under the ice. How is this possible? The ice beneath your feet is about 100 meters thick, so pure that it looks like a mirror, reflecting the stars in the sky. No sound can break through it, it's mostly an illusion. But the sound of metal clashing was getting louder and louder, and something was coming upstream, right under his feet, but at a glance it was pitch black under the ice, like ink.

He ran towards the group of torch-bearers, but could not catch up, and the two sides kept the same distance, which seemed to be only a few hundred meters, as if he had just run in place.

But the violent heaving of his chest told him that he had just done a strenuous exercise. After opening his mouth and exhaling a breath of white air, he bent down and took a big breath of the biting cold air from the ice field.

He was startled, and a pair of eyes were watching him under the ice, and the man was bound by five heavy chains, one for his legs, one for his hands, and one for his neck, each as thick as his arm. The people who locked him up seemed to want to imprison him under the ice forever, and I don't know what crime he had committed? Maybe he had offended someone, but being imprisoned in the sea of ice, with no air and extremely low temperatures, everyone would die, right?

"Want to change?" the man asked.

All this is beyond common sense, and it is not human at all. His brain couldn't function for a while, so he only instinctively answered the person's question like a machine, "Change...... What?"

"Myself and the ...... of the times," the man pointed at him, and his dark golden pupils seemed to flow with lava, a little red light.

Not far away, the group of people ran on the ice field with torches held high, and swarmed towards here. They all looked at him together, kneeling down in unison, countless dark golden pupils, countless burning torches, they were worshipping him. From the darkness in the distance, there seemed to be a shadow spreading, and the shadow swept beneath his feet and spread into the distance. It's flowers, black mandalas, and they're blooming on this ice field at the moment.

It's unbelievable that there are mandala flowers blooming on the barren ice field, and there is no soil here!

He sat up from the bed, and it was dark before him, and the lamp that should have been on at the head of the bed was extinguished because the candle had burned out. He lit a new candle again, and there was a dim light in the dark space.

It was the first time he had such a dream, he couldn't remember exactly, but it was probably a few months ago, and he had such dreams every few days, and the things he dreamed of were so crazy and magnificent that he wondered if he was suffering from paranoia. The dreams sometimes show huge stone pillars with rough patterns, demonic wings broken and tied to stone pillars, and flowing lava below, strangely dressed priests on altars holding a scepter of dry bones in their hands, facing a sword that sucks blood from the boy's chest, twisting their limbs, hidden in the depths of the jungle, carved by an entire cliff wall of a mountain, on which it seems to flow with dark red blood, and countless strange birds standing on vines with severed limbs in their beaks...... But without exception, the black mandala is always present, no matter which dream.

It seems to represent something, symbolize something.

He sat at the head of the bed, his eyes on the moon, and sat in silence. Time passed slowly, the moon was obscured by a thin layer of clouds, and the pupils slowly radiated and widened, and the black had become very dim, like a dying person. When the black color disappeared, it was replaced by a faint touch of dark gold, which he did not notice himself.

They have been staying here for three days, and the information given by the duplicate name only says that Mo Tian went to Daiyuan City, and after that, they can only rely on themselves, like people walking in the dark, groping their way forward. But they couldn't touch anything, shuttling through the city's large and small green houses, taverns, and casinos, and found no news, as if the person had suddenly evaporated, leaving no trace.

Fengchen patted his chest and swore that the news would not go wrong. How could the heir of the huge family not have a unique vision? But if they continue like this, their tasks will have to be nullified and end in failure, it doesn't matter whether they succeed or not, failure is not a rare thing anyway, Mu Xi is very open, but looking at Shao Xuechen's appearance, it seems that he is unwilling, right? In the past, his tasks were completed with a 100% completion rate, and he had never encountered such a setback.

According to Fengchen's temperament, he will definitely not give up like this, he will definitely say, if he can't even do this little thing, then how can he take over the family? After that, he will be dead, and if nothing else, he will run around the city for a while tomorrow, like a headless fly.

The sky is getting white, and a few lights are crawling all over the sky, and a new day is coming. They asked everywhere with a portrait of Mo Tian, and the three of them left their footprints in many parts of the city, and the streets were dotted with their footprints.

From the cool morning to the warm autumn breeze at noon, they had gained nothing for half a day, and were now sitting on a stone bench in the street.

"Look, we don't have anything to gain. Mu Xi hugged his head, "However, fortunately, there is a stone bench to sit on, so you can rest." ”

"Are you discouraged so early?" Fengchen turned to look at him.

"No, it's just that we've been here for so long, and we haven't found anything, have we?" Mu Xi counted with his hand.

"That's why we keep looking. ”

"Are you just going to stumble like this?" Mu Xi said with some annoyance.

"Otherwise?" Fengchen was also very distressed and supported his forehead with his hand, "But no one wants to give up like this, right?" After all, we have already paid so much, and it is not really the moment of failure yet, so don't give up." ”

"But the whole city was gone. Mu Xi cried with a sad face.

Fengchen wanted to say something that sounded enthusiastic to boost the low morale, but he opened his mouth and didn't say it after all. No matter how much this situation is said now, it is better to go to the restaurant to eat something, and you have to eat enough before doing things to have the strength to work, right?

There are not many opportunities to sit on a stone bench on the side of the street like this, usually he sits on a gem-set chair, which seems to be the first time in his memory, but he feels good, he doesn't feel that his identity is damaged at all, but he feels relaxed, and he doesn't have the depressing feeling of needing to straighten up anytime and anywhere. From the moment he was born naked, when the elders of the family saw that it was a boy, they unanimously agreed on the spot that the child born would inherit the family business.

The family took care of everything for him, and the elders regarded him as a rare treasure, leaving everything that needed to be done by the servants, almost meticulously. Fengchen once thought like this in his heart, if it weren't for affecting the family's face and causing others to gossip, I'm afraid you would even let the servants feed me when I ate, right?

In the eyes of others, the son of a wealthy family who should live an extremely happy life is actually quite boring in daily life, and he needs to learn all kinds of knowledge and learn how to manage the family business, and his own cultivation cannot be left behind. It is said that time flies, but in his opinion, time is not fast at all, but more like it is frozen

。 But Fengchen doesn't just know how to go against the grain, he has a rebellious spirit. When the family feasted guests, he added some condiments to the guests' plates, and because he couldn't tell which meal the guests would use, he added them to all the plates, and everyone who attended the banquet had stomach problems, and the banquet ended hastily. And the reason why he did this was because the other party had privately said that he was arrogant and unreasonable. Although what the other party said is indeed very right, it is still very unpleasant to be said so in private. There are too many such things to count, and the elders of the family are skeptical that the decision to make him the heir is correct. As for cutting down the hundred-year-old redwood tree, it was really not on his purpose, because his kite was entangled in the branches, and he couldn't climb it with short hands and short feet, so of course there was only one measure.

This redwood tree has a special meaning in the family, symbolizing the "wisdom" of the Holtz family that has stood for more than 100 years. He was punished for this act.

Fengchen's series of actions caused a headache for the elders, and his arrival was more like destroying the family than leading. Therefore, when Fengchen proposed to go to the Longhua Empire to study, the elders took his hand and tears flowed down one by one, but they didn't say a word to keep him, just told him to take good care of himself, and showed great sadness about Fengchen's departure, but in fact, Fengchen also knew in his heart that they must be happy in their hearts.

"There's still a chance. Shao Xuechen said that before leaving, Xiao Yan gave him the emblem and said that all the institutions of the empire would open the door for him, which was enough to see that there should be quite a lot of origin behind this emblem.

He handed the emblem to the man standing in front of him with a hunched waist, who saluted Shao Xuechen again and closed the door, leaving three people to wait at the door.

This seemingly small emblem was so remarkable that it could make the lord of the city trot out all the way to greet him, with a very enthusiastic attitude, and full of acceptance of their requests. While they sat in the extravagantly decorated banquet hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the entire garrison of the city had already searched the city.

After the meal, accompanied by the city lord, they climbed the towering city wall together, just like the superior leaders came to inspect, the city lord always accompanied him with a smile, and a kind commissioner Shao, commissioner Mu, and commissioner Feng.

In the streets of the city, there are countless lights, which are torches lit in the hands of the garrison. It was already dark, and the lights were striking in the night, and they were moving, not sparing a corner.

"I said, can you really find Mo Tian's whereabouts like this?" Mu Xi whispered in Shao Xuechen's ear.

Shao Xuechen shook his head, he didn't know if he could find Mo Tian, but it was much better than running around like a fly without a head. This is his only hole card.,The result is nothing more than two.,Go home and declare the mission failed.,The school palace will enable the record.,With his task completion rate has failed.,The level of this task will be upgraded to the highest level.,Executed by the coach.,Or embark on the journey to continue the mission.。