As always, Dinken was the first to arrive at the military office every day, and then sat in his seat to sort out what he had to do. If he doesn't take the initiative to greet people, then no one will talk to him all day. No one in the military office liked his character, and he didn't have a single friend.

Dinken was accustomed to this kind of life, keeping his head down and doing what he had to do, not talking, not moving.

People came one after another, and then the yamen became lively. Because there was no war, the soldiers had actually been idle for many years. After these people get here, they just get together and talk nonsense. Like-minded people whispered about what had happened recently, but no one was going to let Dinken join in.

In the lively atmosphere, he was the only one who was so lonely.

After Ding Ken finished the matter at hand, he took out a blank piece of paper, studied the ink, and picked up the pen to write his resignation. Just when the tip of the brush fell on the white paper, the boss appeared in the yamen. The chubby boss glanced at everyone, and although it seemed that everyone was idle, only Ding Ken seemed to be doing something, but he also pointed at Ding Ken: "Ding Ken, you go out on an errand in a while." ”

Ding Ken habitually responded, and then as if he remembered something, he raised his head and said, "Your Excellency...... I have something else to do with you. ”

The fat boss threw a copy of the copy: "No matter what you have to say when you come back, send this thing to the place where the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies is being built, those mortal nobles are waiting for the construction plan given by the military office, you go and guide them." I'm here to take care of you and let you enjoy the treatment of the big guys. Those mortals who saw the cultivators were more respectful than their own fathers. ”

Ding Ken opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the fat boss had already turned around and left.

He sighed silently, picked up the copy, and then straightened his clothes and walked out of the room. When he reached the door, he heard a loud laugh in the room. The men laughed at him again, and Dinken seemed to have become accustomed to it over the years. He didn't say anything, and walked out of the army in silence.

The coachman was waiting at the door, and he got into the car.

Sitting in the carriage, Dinken looked at the man lying on the side.

The man was still unconscious, and seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Maybe this person is really tired and tired, and he hasn't slept comfortably for many years. Dinken pushed the man to the side so that the sleeping position was not so uncomfortable. This person who was sealed in the sea of qi was as weak as a lamb to the slaughter. Ding Ken could easily kill him if he wanted to.

But Ding Ken didn't, he just thought this man was pitiful.

"My lord, where are you going?"

"Southwest, fifteen avenues. ”

Dingken commanded, and then closed his eyes.

The coachman flicked his whip and the carriage started slowly. Perhaps because he was not in a hurry to return to the yamen, Ding Ken did not urge the coachman to hurry up. The carriage passed through the streets and through the flow of people, like a lonely boat swimming upstream. There were many, many people outside, and the sound kept getting into Dingken's ears, but he kept his eyes closed.

The people around him let out a slight snoring sound.

Dinken frowned slightly, as if he was a little annoyed that the snoring had disturbed his purity. But after a moment of silence, he instead found a garment of his own from the carriage and put it over the man. Ding Ken leaned against the carriage, and the expression on his face was so solemn for some reason.

When he entered the yamen, he heard what those people were talking about. The soldier who died last night, in fact, everyone knows that it is impossible for him to die by taking pills. No cultivator would joke with his life and eat the pill indiscriminately without understanding the nature of the pill.

The dead member Wai Lang's background is actually similar to Ding Ken, and he is also a member of a declining family. However, that person is better than Ding Ken, and he has only been in the yamen for two or three years, and he has already climbed in front of Ding Ken. Of course, if everyone in this yamen wants to be ranked, Ding Ken must be the last one.

Some people say that when that outsider died, the sea of qi exploded.

As far as Ding Ken knew, there were very few such strong elixirs. Generally speaking, the effect of the elixir is only to stabilize the cultivation, or to take it when the realm is about to be broken, to ensure the stability of the realm breaking. As a layman, it is impossible to get a particularly high-grade elixir. If that person's sea of qi really exploded, seven or eight out of ten would have been shattered by someone with the power of powerful cultivation.

The snoring of the person lying next to him seemed to be getting louder and louder, so there was some impatience on Ding Ken's expression.

"My lord, it's almost there. ”

It must have been snoring, and the driver thought that Ding Ken was asleep, so he couldn't help but remind him. Although Ding Ken was only a low-ranking outsider, as a military official, the carriage was distributed. The carriage has runes that reduce the weight of the body and make use of the vitality of heaven and earth, so even if the coachman is not in a hurry, the speed is still not slow.

Dingken lifted the curtain and looked outside.

To the southwest of Tianshu City, it is known as the place of the Dark Lands.

......

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When Dinken got out of the car, he found that it was already a mess. The house was demolished a lot, and the craftsmen were in full swing, and the dust was billowing up. The dismantled bricks and stones seem to be ready for use, so they are stacked neatly. Before he got out of the car, he strangled the man's mouth with a strip of cloth so that he could not snore sound.

Then he took the coachman away, and he didn't want the coachman to know that there was a man in the carriage that he had subdued.

There was a layer of dust on the originally spacious and clean street, and the shoes quickly turned yellow when walking on it. Ding Ken seemed to cherish his official uniform very much, and kept slapping it. None of the craftsmen had ever seen a big man, so they all stopped when they saw Ding Ken in his official robes, lest they provoke the anger of the big man.

Yes, in the eyes of the craftsmen, Dinken is the big man.

Dinken looked and there was a group of people standing in the distance, pointing. Those people are the so-called mortal nobles, who have been begging for the gifts of the Great Chu royal family. Although the world of mortals and the world of cultivators are the same world, there is almost no overlap in life.

There are wars among mortals, but very few cultivators above the Void Realm are involved. This is an order from the Great Chu Holy Court, which strictly forbids cultivators to participate in the change of power among mortals. Of course, there will also be some down-and-out cultivators who have become bodyguards for mortal nobles in order to make a living, or generals who charge into battle.

It's just that their cultivation is too low, and the Holy Court doesn't bother to care.

Those people were dressed in beautiful clothes, and it seemed that only on this could their nobility be revealed. And Ding Ken found that in order to ensure that their expensive shoes would not get dirty, a red carpet was laid out everywhere they were leaving. This kind of thing, even the people of the Great Chu royal family would not do it.

It should be that the leader of several craftsmen was being reprimanded, standing there with his head bowed and listening. The mortal nobles in brocade clothes and ermine furs had a stolen face on their faces, and their fingers kept poking in the faces of the leaders of the craftsmen as they spoke. Perhaps, in their opinion, these craftsmen are inferior to a noble cat.

Dinken was a little disgusted.

"Who are you? Stop!"

Two guards came over to stop Ding Ken, pretending to be very fierce. Maybe Ding Ken's expression was too ordinary, so the two guards didn't even notice that the other party was a cultivator. Ding Ken was not angry, he took out the name card from his arms and shook it: "The people of the Great Chu Holy Court." ”

After this sentence, the two guards immediately coaxed. They changed from vicious dogs to cats, nodding their heads and apologizing. One of them hurriedly ran back to report, and a few mortal nobles hurriedly came over. At this time, they didn't care about the thick dust under their feet, and their steps were big and their expressions were very humble.

"My lord, I'm waiting for you. ”

Judging from the way they were dressed, Dinken was sure that these men were not nobles among mortals at all, but just errands under the nobles. But even so, they can still reprimand the craftsmen from above. Sometimes the hierarchy between people is invisibly divided so clearly. It is not only those who consider themselves noble to participate in this hierarchy, but also those who tacitly consider themselves inferior.

Ding Ken didn't want to stay here for even a second, he glanced back at his carriage, and then handed over the copy: "This is the copy that the military government has formulated for you, just do it." ”

With that, Dinken prepared to leave. He still has to rush back to the yamen, and he wants to hand over the resignation letter that only has half a word written on it today.

"Wait a minute, sir. ”

An old man walked out from behind those few mortal nobles, and he should be dressed like a butler or something. Holding a box in his hand, he walked out from behind the crowd and walked towards Ding Ken: "This is my lord's filial piety to Lord Liu, please take it back." ”

Lord Liu is Ding Ken's chubby and sinister boss.

Ding Ken couldn't refuse, so he reached out and took it.

At this moment, he noticed that the old man suddenly smiled. There was a scorn in his smile, and then he saw the old man raise his hand and point to his heart.

"Die, you shouldn't have come here. If you want to blame me, you can't blame me, it was your immediate boss who arranged for you to come here. You are just a small fish in the tide, and you will not make a wave when you die. ”

The old man didn't seem to be in a hurry, because he knew very well how weak Ding Ken's cultivation was.

There was a cultivation power on the old man's fingertips that pierced out like a long sword, and the speed was extremely fast. In terms of Ding Ken's cultivation realm, the power of this cultivation is too fast. The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't seem to bother to look at anything more, so he turned around to leave. He was sure that Ding Ken couldn't dodge, and he was sure that he had succeeded.

Boom!

The old man was hit hard in the back by a punch, and then a violent cultivation force quickly poured into the old man's body. In this power of cultivation, there is also a little red glow visible to the naked eye. After a few moments, the old man's body became a little stiff. It seemed that some power was devouring the power of his cultivation.

The old man's face was frightened, and he turned back with difficulty.

Then he saw Dinken smile at him, revealing two rows of beautiful white teeth. This shouldn't be the smile that only a middle-aged man can have, so vibrant. Then the old man saw Dinken's eyes, which were no longer muddy, but particularly bright.

Ding Ken smiled at him and said, "Chen Tianji...... Long time no see. ”R1292