Standing at the entrance of the village, looking at the whole village of men, women, old and children behind you, raising their eyebrows to see you off, it feels so good, damn, it feels like you are an upright official redressing the grievances of the people.
"Brother, this is for you. Remember Bao'er!" Bao'er put a sign in Murong Xiaotian's hand.
Murong Xiaotian's eyes flickered involuntarily.
Unexpectedly, it was another similar sign, except that it had the word "conscience" written on it.
This time, Murong Xiaotian seemed to have touched something.
It seems that somehow, what he has done has been integrated into the trial unconsciously.
What did you rely on to kill the four brothers of the Luo family? It was definitely not strength, but wit, so he got the 'wit' brand; and someone like Rich Man Wang promised a lot of money, so he got the 'honesty' brand;
To save Bao'er is to have a compassionate conscience. Naturally, he got the 'conscience' card.
From this, Murong Xiaotian can infer that the so-called trial must require him to obtain a certain number of different brands, so that he can complete the final trial.
Only when you get them all can you have a chance to leave here alive and gain some huge benefits.
Reason, it seems to be this reason, but it also makes Murong Xiaotian feel the complexity of the matter. Every time he gets a brand, it is very unexpected.
In other words, there is no rule to follow in obtaining the Trial Card. Everything may hide this Trial Card. If you are not careful, you will miss it.
Besides, how many trial cards are there in total? Do I have to get them all without pulling them one by one?
Murong Xiaotian had no idea about all this.
So it's not easy at all.
However, knowing is better than knowing nothing. No matter what, it is still the same sentence. Anyway, he, Murong Xiaotian, has already made money.
"Don't worry, I will definitely remember you!" Murong Xiaotian nodded and put the sign away.
"Brother, will you come back?" Baoer asked again.
"Bao'er, be good, listen to your parents!" Murong Xiaotian gently, a little out of habit, stretched out his hand to rub Bao'er's head.
But in his heart, Murong Xiaotian couldn't help but feel sad.
Will he come back? He asked himself this in his mind, but he couldn't find the answer at all.
Without waiting for Bao'er's answer, Murong Xiaotian faced the villagers and said loudly: "Folks, there's no need to send them off, just go back!"
After saying that, he released ‘Chasing the Wind’, jumped up, and ran away without looking back.
Since you know you will never look back, why bother with nostalgia.
Since you know there is no result, why bother looking for an answer?
Let yourself become a flash in the pan in this mysterious village, and they will also become your completely dusty memory.
Murong Xiaotian thought that as time went by, he would soon be completely forgotten by Xuanji Village. As he said, it was just a flash in the pan.
However, what he never expected was that this was definitely not a flash in the pan. I was a thief and would become an eternal legend in Xuanji Village.
At Bao'er's house, in addition to Bao'er's father, the village chief, there were also some senior elders from Xuanji Village gathered together. They were discussing something related to Murong Xiaotian, but Murong Xiaotian didn't know anything about it.
matter.
"Your proposal is very good. Our benefactor is a great benefactor to our Xuanji Village. We have nothing to repay, so we build a temple for our benefactor and carve a statue of our benefactor into it. The whole village, men, women, old and young, can worship and pray.
This repays our benefactor for his kindness to us; and it will be passed down from generation to generation and will never be forgotten."
Murong Xiaotian also didn't know that with Bao'er's father's final decision, he became a statue. A few days later, the notification sound of obtaining the 'power of prayer' would appear in his ears from time to time.
Damn it, even if you are lucky, they can't come one after another, right? Murong Xiaotian himself was a little confused, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.
Could it be that there is something wrong with the system?
That is naturally impossible. In the end, Murong Xiaotian can only say that it was God’s arrangement.
This question became a mystery in his heart that could never be solved.
Let’s not talk about how the villagers of Xuanji Village discussed building a temple for Murong Xiaotian. At this time, Murong Xiaotian had already gone to a place not far from Xuanji City.
After collecting the 'Zhui Feng', Murong Xiaotian collected everything that could show his identity as a martial artist, and even put on the clothes he got from the villagers of Xuanji Village.
No matter how you look at him now, he looks like a villager in Xuanji Village.
No matter what, the news I got from the people of Xuanji Village is that this Xuanji City is not comparable to Xuanji Village at all. There are not only martial arts cultivators here, but also troops.
Therefore, Murong Xiaotian had to keep a low profile and be careful in order to make the Wannian Ship.
Before he reached the city gate, Murong Xiaotian had already seen a group of soldiers guarding the city gate, conducting strict checks on pedestrians entering and exiting.
"Brother, what happened? Why is the interrogation so strict?" Murong Xiaotian stopped a pedestrian and asked.
Although the land within Xuanji Village belongs to the private owner Wang, from a regulatory perspective, it still belongs to Xuanji City. Therefore, the villagers of Xuanji Village are relatively clear about the situation in Xuanji City. According to them, Murong Xiaotian is not
I heard that you have to be interrogated when you enter the city gate!
In fact, this cannot be blamed on the villagers of Xuanji Village at all. Although Xuanji Village is classified as part of Xuanji City in terms of control, because it is at the edge of the influence of Lord Xuanji, and the land there does not actually belong to Lord Xuanji, naturally, Xuanji Village
The village has become a very unique place.
Nominally, it belongs to Xuanji City, but in reality, it is a very independent village.
Coupled with the remote location, the village is not big, and the villagers of Xuanji Village almost never go out. Gradually, this place has almost become an isolated and forgotten corner.
The information Murong Xiaotian obtained was naturally an overview of Xuanji City a long time ago. But what is it like now, or what happened here? Naturally, it is impossible to know.
"Don't you know this? Lord Xuanji and Lord Moro are at war, and the purpose of the investigation is to prevent spies from sneaking in!" the pedestrian replied.
"Fuck, I'm so idle. Isn't it good to live a peaceful life?" Murong Xiaotian shook his head and followed the pedestrians forward.
At this point, he knew that this domain space world was different from the outside world. There was no empire here, it was all local forces. In other words, a city lord, that is, a lord, was the overlord of one party.
