The land of Bashu is one of the earliest areas in the otherworldly continent to develop silkworm raising, silk control and brocade weaving technology, as early as a long time ago, the cloth produced by Bashu has enjoyed a prestigious reputation in the otherworldly continent.

Brocade silk can not only be made into all kinds of battle robes, but also an important raw material for the scroll back to the city.

Out of the need for war preparedness, but also to increase the income of the tribe and better manage the production and transfer of brocade, the Zhensoul tribe set up a special management agency for Shu Jin, and set up a separate post of "Jin Official" under Chengdu Jingzhaoyin.

Since then, Chengdu has also been known as Jinguan City.

The current Chengdu Jingzhao Yin is the ninth-level martial artist Supreme Treasure of the Zhensoul tribe, and the Jinguan is served by Xiao Maruko, the eighth-level martial artist of the Zhensoul tribe.

The northeast corner of the mainland is full of war, but Jinguancheng, which is in a corner of peace, is peaceful.

In the spring season, it rained well in Jinguan City, and the thin clouds floating in the sky spread out in wisps, and the air was filled with the smell of grass, mixed with the fragrance of unknown flowers, which made people feel happy.

A horse galloped to the gate, slowing down as it approached the Jinguan City Gate.

The knight on the horse was a handsome man with a tall posture, with a pair of slender Danfeng eyes, and a purple robe bordered by dark flowers and auspicious clouds, with a noble bearing.

Seeing the comers, the guards at the city gate all straightened their backs, but one of them secretly pressed down the helmet he was wearing.

The man with the red phoenix eyes was none other than Brother Durian, the deputy leader of the Soul Suppression Tribe, and he gently reined in the horse, slowed down through the city gate, and then accelerated away with a wave of his horsewhip.

The captain of the gatekeeper, who had lowered his helmet, let out a long breath and straightened his helmet, revealing a childish face.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again, and Brother Durian, who had already left, suddenly came back again, and the little guards were caught off guard, staring at the deputy leader, and there was nowhere to hide.

"The sea of stars, what are you doing here as a high-grade seventh-level martial artist, wearing the costume of a city gate guard?"

"I ......" The little guard was speechless, he turned out to be the sea of stars of the Soul Suppression Tribe, a high-grade seventh-level martial artist.

Brother Durian frowned slightly: "Skipping class again?"

"I ...... I ......" Xingchen Dahai lowered his head weakly, crying bitterly in his heart, in front of the deputy leader with a torch in his eyes, it was too difficult to hide from the sky and cross the sea.

"What class did you skip?"

The "Scroll Making Class ......" has been revealed, and the stars and the sea have no choice but to tell the truth.

"You dare to run away from the class of mercy?"

"It's because of his class that I escaped......" Xingchen Dahai muttered quietly.

"Why?"

"He is too strict, if he makes an unqualified scroll to return to the city, he will take a black iron ruler to beat people...... Xingchen Dahai raised his head and looked at Brother Durian pitifully, wanting to win a trace of sympathy from the other party.

Do you know how precious the raw materials for making the Scroll of Returning to the City are? Pity the strict requirements of the teaching and learning for your own good, if there is a war in the future and there is no Scroll of Returning to the City, what will you do?"

Xingchen Dahai smiled suddenly, revealing two cute little dimples. He is determined to pretend to be "cute" to the end, whether he can escape this catastrophe depends on his ability to pretend to be "cute".

"Okay, I like to be a guard, right, then let you be a guard for three months! I'll go to the ambush and ask him to put you on the list of guards at the city gate......" Brother Durian said expressionlessly, the ambush is the leader of the Chengdu guards, the general soldier of the Duwei, a level 8 martial artist.

Xingchen Dahai has a bitter face, it seems that pretending to be "cute" doesn't work, Brother Durian doesn't eat this set at all, hateful drinking and talking, spreading false gossip news, and killing me.

"Take the initiative to find a pity teacher to make up for the next class!"

"Ah......" Xingchen Dahai wants to cry without tears, and he has the heart to hit the wall, what is this called? But looking at the durian brother with a straight face, he didn't dare to argue anymore, in case he found some kind of moth again, then just find a piece of tofu and kill him.

"Yes!" he replied weakly.

"Huh!" Brother Durian turned his horse's head and rode towards Qingcheng Mountain, where the headquarters of the soul of the town was located, and the moment he turned his head, he couldn't help laughing, but the smile was fleeting: alas, these young people who don't know the sorrow of the soul of the town don't know that the clouds of war will soon be over Chengdu.