Chapter 4: The Land of God

At this moment, on the rooftop, there were also many people standing to see the giant beast, and even some of them stood on the nearby rooftops, but most of them were outsiders.

Jiang Wang noticed that the locals seemed to be accustomed to it, making tea and cooking rice, and most of them were doing their own things in an orderly manner.

"Ahh

Then he heard an aria raised in the air.

Jiang Wang turned his head and saw a man in Confucian clothes with an ordinary body and an extremely high forehead, shaking his head at the giant beast outside the city.

It is often said that those elegant people must climb when they are high, and they must be endowed when they climb high. I wanted to come to this Confucian monk, and when I saw this giant beast city, I also came to Yaxing.

Although Jiang Wang was not interested in poetry, he couldn't help but be a little curious when he saw this posture.

I only listened to the high-forehead Confucian man chanting in an extremely exaggerated tone: "Now I have come to Youguoxi to open my eyes! This huge turtle beast is huge!"

After the chant, he also turned left and right, probably to greet the applause and approval of the audience. But after looking around, everyone's eyes were defeated and avoided, and there were all kinds of disgust on their faces.

Only Jiang Wangjing has experienced frost and frost, but he will not be moved by this bad poem.

He coughed and walked to Jiang Wang's side without embarrassment: "This uncle is very experienced at first glance, and he is different from ordinary people. Dare to ask if it's your first time in Youguo?"

Uncle?

Jiang Wang was stunned for a while before he realized that he was shouting to himself.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart. Am I finally reduced to the same as Du Laohu, a young man and an "old"?

He didn't show it on his face, nor did he defend himself, he only said lightly: "Yes." ”

He traveled all the way, just to hurry, just to practice. I don't think about disputes, and I don't want to make contact with people.

But the high-paid man didn't seem to notice his coldness, but said with great interest: "I didn't expect the uncle's voice to be so young!

Jiang Wang didn't want to take it, so he deliberately ignored it, and only set his eyes on the giant beast outside the city. Hopefully, this person will retreat in the cold.

He noticed a group of officials hurrying out of the city with scrolls in hand.

And the city on the back of the giant beast slowly hung down a huge staircase.

Each staircase can accommodate dozens of people.

The lower city officials went up the stairs, and the stairs retracted automatically, pulling them all to the city on the back of the beast.

"There is only one 'upper city' in the whole of Youguo, that is, their capital, and those princes and ministers live in the capital. Carried by this turtle beast, he patrolled the whole territory. This turtle beast will never stop, and it will take about half a year to walk through the whole territory every time. Whenever they arrived in a city, the officials who went down to the city had to go up and report on their work. ”

The high-paid man explained next to Jiang Wang: "You see, those turtle sons are obscene and cautious. If you rank the worst in the city, you will be dismissed and eaten!"

Youguo is the third country he has passed through along the way, and its political ecology and operation mode are different from any country Jiang Wang has seen, which is indeed an eye-opener for him.

Jiang Wang noticed that the eyes of some people next to him were not quite right, and remembered that this was in Youguo after all, and it was indeed inappropriate to say that their official was the son of a turtle. He gave the man with the high forehead a look and signaled him to pay attention to what he said.

Unexpectedly, the high-valued man received the look, mistook the warning for encouragement, and suddenly became excited: "Uncle, you think so too, right? You Guozu somehow got involved with this turtle beast and built a city on the turtle shell." Since then, it has called itself the land of God. Hahahaha, it's so funny. ”

He laughed for a while, and found that Jiang Wang didn't laugh along, so he also stopped rather bored.

At this time, he heard an angry voice behind him: "What turtle beast? Our national protector beast is a tyrant! The dragon gives birth to nine sons, and the tyrant is the sixth! It can bring good fortune to the people and make people live a long life!"

"What's the hegemony? The dragon clan is extinct in the world, and the nine sons of the dragon will be returned?" The high-value man in Confucian clothes refuted loudly, speaking solemnly, and turned around as he spoke: "The dragon is gone......! Ahh ”

His voice grew quieter and quieter until it was unheard.

Because he found that the roof of the restaurant was already full of people at some point, and most of them were glaring at him. Let's take a look at the broken thyroid armor that is popular on these people......

"Oops! Xiaosheng suddenly had unbearable abdominal pain!" The high-priced man held his stomach in one hand, his face was painful, and he walked downstairs with the other: "I have borrowed it, I have borrowed it, and I said goodbye." ”

The crowd swarmed up, drifting away with his screams.

But there was still a group of people who stayed behind and surrounded Jiang Wang.

One of them pointed out with a halberd: "They're in a gang!"

Jiang Wang hurriedly explained: "I don't know that high forehead at all!"

The voice of a Confucian man came from afar: "Dare to say that you don't know me Xu Xiangqian!!"

He was interrupted by another scream.

Jiang Wang gritted his teeth secretly. This is enough damage for the tuberculosis boy.

He didn't forget to climb between beatings, probably to retaliate for Jiang Wang not reminding him in time.

Watching the crowd get closer and closer, it will be exciting, and there is little room for explanation.

Jiang Wang was standing on the edge of the rooftop at this time, and fell backwards and fell down the long street. Rushing left and right, he slipped into the crowd in a few clicks.

"Catch this old guy with white hair!"

Whoosh.

Several monks in the crowd jumped down one after another, but Jiang Wang had already disappeared.

......

After crossing a few long streets, squeezing a few times back and forth in the crowd, he took a cloak from the stall and left a silver ingot.

When he turned out again, his long hair was pulled up and his cloak was on.

Covering the conspicuous young man Bai, Jiang Wang was like a drop of water, blending into the sea of people.

Xiao Zhoutian's operation is his yearning for the sun, moon and stars.

And the construction of the Great Zhou Tian requires him to further understand the world and understand his true heart. Only in this way can there be an essential realm ascension.

He didn't want to cause trouble, he just wanted to feel the atmosphere of the city quietly.

Therefore, not only did he not care about being scolded as an old guy chasing him, but even that cheap Xu Xiangqian, he didn't plan to turn back to find trouble.

A huge turtle beast that is suspected of being the descendant of the domination protects the stability of this small country, so there is no need to maintain too many troops, and the monks of Youguo do not have to work too hard. The hard-won peace and tranquility of other countries are inherently enjoyed. It is not wrong to say that it is a blessed country.

Feeling the peaceful atmosphere in the city, Jiang Wang thought silently.

Eating a kind of silk candy called "fire clouds" through the streets and alleys, I felt the sweetness of the sugar burning between my lips and teeth. He began to understand why An An liked sweets so much.

He began to think about An An again.

Suddenly, he heard muffled sobs, behind a high wall.

Jiang Wangben didn't want to pay attention.

But the voice gradually drifted away, and began to smell something evil—

"Woooooooooo......oo I'm so uncomfortable...... It's so uncomfortable...... I curse you...... Curse you all!"

Jiang Wang pressed the long sword in his hand, and he had already pulled out and jumped behind the high wall.

This kind of cursing witch blessing is quite like a cult.

Since the White Bone Dao, Jiang Wang has been very sensitive to cults and evil gods.

He can't see or hear.

He didn't want anything like Maple Grove to happen again!