At noon, the sun shines on the sea, and the light and shadow of the people on the ship are intertwined.

Lu Weijie and others came to the deck.

The city of Bald is already in sight.

A port that is enough for six or seven giant ships to dock side by side.

At every entrance to the harbor stood straight with sword-wielding soldiers, their bodies straight, their muscular curves unmistakable under the packaging of their shiny metal uniforms, and their piercing gaze always scanning possible dangers in all directions.

"Is it possible for us to get rid of so many soldiers?" Lu Weijie asked, but his eyes naturally fell on the soldiers.

Nie Zhonglong also looked over and didn't care: "They should be soldiers of a service nature, they won't care about us, and we didn't buy tickets." Do you have any problems traveling?"

"Well, the status of a tourist seems to be good. As he spoke, Lu Weijie remembered that one of the two books on the bookshelf of the Satu Hotel that he could understand the name of was called "The Tourist".

"Our next task will be easy," Nie Zhonglong saw that there were more and more people on the deck, so he said their topic in a more normal-sounding way, "After entering Balde, take the main road out of the city, and then go directly along the official road to the next stop, Xiqimeng." ”

"Are you traveling and going to Xiqimeng?" Nie Zhonglong's words were heard by an uncle next to him who looked to be in his sixties, this uncle was very short, only half the height of Lu Weijie, but he was very energetic when he spoke with his waist straight.

Lu Weijie's gaze turned around on the top of the uncle's bald head before he answered, "Yes." A few of us wanted to come out and see more while we were still young. ”

The uncle nodded, and thought deeply: "Indeed, otherwise it would be tiring to come out again at my age." But if you want to go to Chichmon, you will have to wait until tomorrow morning...... Two days ago. The newly produced ghost soldiers of Hodr City went berserk, destroying all the roads leading from Bald City to Chichmon City and Hoder City. Now Balde only has access to a few small cities. You'd better rent your hostel before you enter the city, and tomorrow is the day to notify potential pedestrians. ”

"I see, thank you so much for the reminder!" Lu Weijie arched his hand to the old man.

The old man laughed "hehehe": "When I saw you, I remembered that when I was young, I also went out with a few friends like this, didn't bring anything, and traveled without worry." ”

Lu Weijie smiled with him. But there is some bitterness in my heart. The old man traveled when he was young, and if he is young now...... Coming out is for the task. Risking one's life is not an easy and pleasant thing.

"Jingle jingle jingle bell. The bell rang on the ship.

This is a hint for the boat to dock.

The crowd on the boat consciously lined up in front of the splints that disembarked.

Lu Weijie then understood. Those soldiers may really be as Nie Zhonglong said, and they may have come to supervise the queue.

If that's really the case. Isn't it a knife used to kill chickens? Or is this arsenal really such a place to produce talents, and the quality can only be ranked among the inferior soldiers?

But after thinking about it, I have fought against the soldiers of the Demon Domain many times, and it seems that I haven't found too many talents. After all, most of them are mediocre. It's like the twenty-eight nakshatras. How many are soldiers in the true sense of the word?

Sloppy as Kuisu, uninhibited as Angsu, arrogant as arrogant...... Except for Kang Su, who was originally the city lord of the Sifang City, no one could be called a general, but only they could be in a high position, second only to the four protectors of the evil direct subordinate to the law, why?

"Once a son of heaven and a courtier. Nie Zhonglong saw that Lu Weijie was still staring at those soldiers intently even on the way to leave the giant ship in line, so he guessed what he was thinking in his heart, and gave an answer at this time.

Lu Weijie is not a clumsy person, and he got a hint from Nie Zhonglong. I kind of got it.

Look out at the ancient buildings of Bardna. Some of the buildings are only three stories high, but because the first floor will be built to be spacious. The second floor is second, and the third floor is transformed into a towering form by a sharp attic. This may also indicate the high degree of rigor in the context of the imperial power of the time when the house was built.

Yes, architecture is a reflection of a place.

Like the Inner City of the Heavenly Realm, everyone does not have a uniform style. However, it is customary to have a structure similar to the palace where the emperor lived, and it is a wraparound courtyard building. Some of them were also screened, and the emperor hoped that everyone would unite their minds.

For example, the previous buildings of Satu are even more casual, and this casualness also flows in the blood of the residents, and everyone has an orderly day unless they are trying to escape the rain on a rainy day. They are willing to indulge in the leisurely cycle of prophecy and understanding prophecy, and they are willing to listen to the arrangement of fate.

In this way, there are too many things that can be said about Balde.

"It seems that Mr. Demon Lord is a very organized person. By the time Lu Weijie came to his conclusion, everyone had already checked into a hostel.

After standing at the window and analyzing the meaning of the architectural features, Lu Weijie looked at the street.

There is a means of transportation corresponding to the sedan chair in the human world, a two-wheeled cart pulled by a person in front and a person sitting behind.

The inhabitants of the street are no different from the outside world, except for the clothes they wear and the turbidity they carry.

There are families, there are happiness, there are diseases, there are poverty......

Lu Weijie saw a little boy wearing a suspender shirt with two holes in his shoes on the opposite side, and he was holding a roast chicken with both hands and turning from the corner to the street where the hostel was located. Then across the street, a big man with a kitchen knife yelled and ran in other directions. Seeing that the big man had run away, the little boy sat on the wall of the street and devoured the "spoils" fiercely.

Lu Weijie sighed slightly, it doesn't seem that the Bright Shengding is bright...... He closed the window and sat down on a stool in the room.

This was the third time they had stayed in a hostel, and although it was a hostel in three different cities, the rooms were the same each time. There was no intention of the inns in their world. Again, there is no hierarchy. The hostel has a house number, which only distinguishes the floor and size, but does not feel like one over the other in the equipment. But this kind of equality is probably just a relic of the Demon Lord's era.

After the Demon Lord's family was sealed into the magma cave, there should be a period of time when the Demon Domain was in a stage where no one was taking care of it. And now that the evil is back, it doesn't seem to be a good manager.

Lu Weijie didn't know what he was worried about, so he finally raised his head and let out a sullen breath.

Everyone quietly calmed down the tiredness of the bumps on the boat in the new environment, and did not want to worry about the matter of going on the road to Xiqimeng tomorrow too early, so they each found a place to rest silently.

"Knock knock. There was a knock on the door.

"Did you call the front desk service?" Nie Zhonglong, who was sorting out his codex, raised his eyes and looked at everyone.

Everyone shook their heads.

Lu Weijie opened the door with a little vigilance.

After squeaking, I looked straight and saw the white wall on the other side - no one? (To be continued......