Noon is supposed to be the busiest time in the city. However, now that the sun is blazing, pedestrians are hiding in the shade such as the corners of the eaves, so the street looks a little depressed.

"Grunt", the wheels run over the oily bluestone ground.

With this voice, from the end of the street, a team of slaughter came over.

In front and behind the team, there are heavily armed qi practitioners. Dressed in uniform leather armor and holding swords and guns in their hands, they gathered around a prisoner cart in the middle and walked towards the largest and most lively intersection in Plains City.

The prisoner cart is a large cage nailed out of thick wood, and the whole four white tigers are a little difficult to pull, which shows that this prisoner cart is full of materials!

But that alone doesn't seem to be enough insurance.

I saw that the bearded man who was flailed in the prison car, with only one head exposed, was still wrapped in one iron chain after another, and the whole person looked like a tree growing out of a pile of iron chains. If you look closely, you will also find that under the iron chain, attached to the body of the big man, and on the important points, there are silver needles engraved with talismans.

It seems that this prisoner is also a qi practitioner, and his cultivation is not low, otherwise under the custody of a large group of heavily armed qi practitioners, there is no need to add one insurance after another.

Those silver needles blocked the flow of the aura, making the bearded man in the prisoner car look like an ordinary person. But his tousled hair and insanely long beard still couldn't hide the sparkle in his eyes.

"Demon Lu Zhenbang, practicing evil methods, bewitching the people, the crime is unforgivable! Now after the trial of the White Tiger Hall, it is scheduled to be executed at the crossroads at three o'clock in the afternoon today, so as to raise the prestige of our Great White Empire, deter the small group, and punish the former and the latter!"

A monk riding a tall white tiger, dressed in a red robe, shouted loudly and expressionlessly on the road.

"Open the way ahead, pedestrians avoid!"

A few pedestrians on the street suddenly panicked and got out of the way, and the originally depressed street was now even more empty.

However, behind this team, there are many people who want to see the excitement. They were all dressed in blue or black coarse cloth gowns, and their expressions were numb with a little excitement, because in the monotonous life, it is rare to see such a lively scene.

Chen Hao sat under a crooked-necked locust tree, pinched a bowl of hot coarse tea in his hand, took a sip, and said to the old man watching the tea: "Who is in the prisoner car?"

"Didn't you hear? These demons don't have any good things, but fortunately, God bless me, and I can finally cut him with a thousand knives!" The old man had white hair, a wrinkled face, and was wearing the same black coarse cloth coat, but when it came to demons, he also had an uncontrollable anger.

"Then do you know what he has done?" Chen Hao asked with interest.

Chen Hao left 3,000 catties of salt to Cao Cheng, the second prince of Pingyuan City. Early the next morning, the second prince sent someone to send Chen Hao and Du Juan out of the city and leave.

After waiting for the escort to turn around, Chen Hao also swaggered back. Together with the villagers who entered the city, he successfully mixed into the plain city after paying the "city entry tax" of five millimeters of salt, and he didn't even use the stealth "Taiyi Concealment Technique".

After entering the city, Chen Hao imitated the manners of the villagers, disguising himself as a small landowner from a remote countryside and wandering around. He wondered if he could understand some of the details of Plains City from the street market style, so that he could make appropriate arrangements.

At noon, he sat down to rest at the tea stall at the entrance of the alley, and saw the plain dealing with the prisoners.

"Isn't this little brother bad at ears? Isn't it very clear that practicing evil methods and confusing the public with evil words are all heinous crimes!" The old man glanced at Chen Hao with disdain, and said in his heart that people from such remote places are really uninformed.

Chen Hao didn't care about this disdain, and continued to ask, "I mean what bad things did he do? ”

"This is a bad thing!" The old man saw Chen Hao's puzzled face, and looked down on him more and more.

As a member of Plains City, he is really well-informed. Even an old man like himself, who can't read big words, knows what is good and what is bad, and people like this kind of country don't understand anything.

The sense of superiority arose, and the old man couldn't help but instruct Chen Haolai when he saw the tea: "In our Great White Empire, the right way for all qi practitioners is to learn the art of taming beasts. Because by taming the beast, we defeated the powerful and evil Heavenly Dao Alliance. Those who don't practice the art of taming beasts are completely wasting the spiritual root that the White Tiger King has bestowed on him! If there are more such people, sooner or later we will be invaded again by the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and the country will be wiped out!"

Seeing Chen Hao's stunned expression, he didn't seem to understand, and the old man continued: "Don't think that my old man is bragging, this is the instruction of the White Tiger King! ”

The White Tiger King is the self-proclaimed head of the Cao family. This generation of White Tiger Kings is Cao Zheng, who is now sitting in the position of the head of the family.

Chen Hao looked at the old man carefully and found that his expression was pious and fanatical, as if he was indeed serious.

This White Tiger King is really not simple!

As he had seen all the way today, the lives of the people in the Plains City were extremely poor, even worse than those in the Valley of Watch.

Except for high-ranking officials and nobles, everyone else was dressed in gray and black coarse cloth, and few people laughed on the road, and the whole city gave Chen Hao a depressed and dull feeling.

But that's it, these bitter people still worship the Cao family so much!

It seems that on top of making up lies and manipulating people's hearts, this Cao family is indeed very set.

Chen Hao couldn't help but feel a little worried, if everyone in this Plains City was like this, it would really not be easy to defeat them.

He looked at the prisoner cart in the distance, and the prisoner cart followed to see the lively people, and his heart moved, and he threw a penny of salt wrapped in a small oiled paper on the table, and got up and followed.

"And this gossip confuses the public, naturally spreading rumors, saying that the Heavenly Dao Alliance is not bad, and the White Tiger King is deceiving everyone, and he just wants to rely on everyone to fight against the Heavenly Dao Alliance in order to maintain their status as the Emperor of the Earth...... Alas, what's the matter? I haven't finished talking yet!" the old man expressed his interest, but when he saw Chen Hao leave directly, he couldn't help but feel very unwilling.

He raised his voice and shouted at Chen Hao's back: "Why don't you say this kind of person deserves to die? He actually wants to deceive us with lies, are we so easy to deceive? If this Heavenly Dao Alliance is really a good person, can let us work hard here, and then take away all the things we produce? What is this not slavery, not plunder?"