Among the tents stretching as far as the eye can see, there is a golden royal tent comparable to a human city. It is suspended under the white clouds and above the blue wave grassland. Against the background of the white tents all over the mountains and fields, it is particularly majestic and majestic.
"When you enter the royal tent, all of you must be careful and bow your head when you see adults!"
The head of the barbarian aristocracy glanced at everyone sternly, and with only his own direct lineage and bodyguards with barbarian blood, with the most humble smile on his face, he cautiously walked through the large tents that had sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain, without knowing where he was going.
There are more than a dozen pure-blood human guards, including three grandmasters, and the rest are all innate warriors. These warriors are placed in human villages and towns. The warriors who can make a place tremble by stamping their feet are all crowded in a room at this time.
You can't even leave the door.
"Finally back!"
Looking through the window at the endless group of tents, Wu Ming's eyes were calm, but his heart was slightly disturbed.
Five years ago, my predecessor, at a young age and with a proton body, accompanied dozens of descendants of the Song Dynasty to the king's tent in Beijin. Just like now, he could not reach the king's tent and could only stay in these eight directions.
Within the Acropolis, they were kept as pigs and dogs for viewing.
Not only were they deprived of food and clothing, but they were even insecure. One day, a powerful barbarian might have a whim and want to show off his status. In front of his companions, he would use unspeakable means to kill everyone!
The previous body is dead, and even the residual thoughts have been completely eliminated. The only thing left in the world is this physical body and the unbearable memories, which have been perfectly integrated by Wu Ming, without any flaws.
But the memory of empathy, although Wu Ming suppressed it in the deepest part of his heart with great perseverance, would pop up from time to time, bringing with it a weak impact.
It is said that it is influence, but in fact it is Wu Ming's self-esteem. He has been a man of two generations and is as arrogant as he is. How can he allow others to ride on his head and dominate him?
Even if it’s all what my predecessor experienced!
After five years, Wu Ming came back for revenge!
No one would know that he was not scheming for Li Li back then, but was really doing it for himself. He was just doing it casually to take revenge on Li Li. He spread the news about his three-year appointment with Xiongmanba and was just a fool.
"Old Liu, go have a drink!"
A grandmaster guard with a big body and a round waist greeted him carelessly.
As a Grandmaster Guard, your only privilege is that you can freely enter and exit the Acropolis when the master of the house is away, as long as you don't leave. Others do not receive such good treatment.
There is also an iron rule in King Dutian's tent: any human race that enters without an order can be killed on the spot, regardless of the reason.
All slaves or guards brought by barbaric or satisfied people can only stay in the eight guard cities around the king's tent. If they move around casually, they will be killed on the spot, which shows the low status of the human race.
"No today, I have an appointment with Liniang!"
Wu Ming declined politely.
"Humph, it turns out it's that slutty bitch again. She has drained all your training resources away!"
Neither of the two grandmaster guards saw any clues, so they winked and smiled, and walked away arm in arm.
Under the envious gazes of all the innate guards, Wu Ming walked out of the courtyard and walked straight to a place in the city. Wherever he looked, in addition to many human beings who were walking in a hurry, with low eyebrows, and almost numbness, there were also arrogant and casual people.
The barbarian soldiers who smashed the human race were somewhat familiar, but the others were somewhat unfamiliar.
After thinking about it carefully, Wu Mingcai found in the depths of his memory that he was frightened and frightened like a quail. It was also on the first day he entered the city that he saw Xiong Manba Gulu and was so frightened that he urinated.
Later, his younger brother Tie Heng was jealous of his elder brother's prestige and deliberately targeted Wu Ming. He tortured and killed several of his fellow protons in front of him, frightening the clever prince of the royal family out of his wits!
Wu Ming did not go to see the so-called Liniang, but went to a place in the city that even the human race was willing to set foot in. It was also the residence of some of the only people who could enter the Dutian King's tent.
These people, called ditch rats, work to clean up the filth in the royal tent and transport it underground.
The barbarian soldiers guarding the ditch rats are extremely lazy, and their cultivation level is not very high. The strongest ones are just barbarian generals. After all, the ditch rats are useless people. They can only train their bodies. They have been trained to be submissive and do not need to be watched at all times. As long as
Just use a few whips while working to prevent laziness.
If you feel dissatisfied, you can also capture a few of the unpleasant ones and kill them as a warning to others, so that the remaining people can work hard.
Even before it was night, Wu Ming silently entered the Gouhu Camp. This was the most inconspicuous corner of the Acropolis. No one thought about how many people would die here every day, let alone their lives.
What kind of life.
Passing through layers of broken fences, ignoring the disgusting stench that hit his face, Wu Ming couldn't help but frown as he went deeper. Finally, he stopped being so self-inflicted and slightly used his true energy to seal his nose.
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Even during the day, ditch rats in ragged clothes and even chains were still being whipped by barbarian soldiers, constantly shuttling back and forth in the dark underground caves, transporting buckets of filth.
No one noticed that a ghostly figure walked silently out of the darkness, took away the tattered clothes and chains from a wooden cart transporting corpses, and put them on himself.
Years of peace have long since made the barbarian soldiers lose their vigilance. Perhaps there is still a gap in their abilities that prevents them from noticing that there is one more person or one person missing in the team.
Because of the years and months of overloaded heavy work, the vitality of the ditch rats has long been squeezed out. What is left is just the body. They just numbly and mechanically complete the work according to the instructions every day. I don’t know how many people die silently in the darkness every day.
in the tunnel.
If you weren't worried about the accumulation of too many corpses and causing a plague after decay, you wouldn't even need to bury them, just throw them in a corner.
Even the barbarian saints would not have thought that someone would disregard their status and in this way, in just half a month, enter and exit all the underground corners of the Tianwang tent in the capital, where filth and garbage are piled up.
Not to mention powerful warriors, even slaves avoid them. Normally, if the master shows the slightest intention, he will be frightened and work hard to sell him.
Wu Ming just did this, and he did it with great enjoyment. It could even be said that he never tired of it. He ran tirelessly in the dark corners every day, as if he had really become a member of the ditch rats.
It's just that the ditch rat, who has been numb for a long time, will never bury buckets of medicine with no spiritual energy fluctuations, mixed with excellent sealed wooden boxes, and bury it in an unknown corner of the ground like he did.
"Finally it's almost done!"
Looking at the dark tunnel, Wu Ming murmured like a ghost, slapping his hands gently, as if he wanted to sweep away the filth of the past few days, and seemed to be admiring the unique masterpiece alone.
"I said, is this the end of it?"
Ku Ye's quiet road.
"Where is this?"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"You don't really want to do this in Hanyue Lake, do you? You know, that's the Holy Land of Fox Barbarians. If you really do this, I guess even if the Fox Saint doesn't show up in person, there is a 100% chance that he will be a half-saint.
Human takes action, then..."
"By then I will have already run back to the Song Dynasty. Will I still be waiting for those naughty foxes to come and catch me?"
Wu Minghun said indifferently.
"How can we not do this? When your cultivation becomes higher in the future, you can bring some naughty foxes home to work as foot-washing maids!"
Kuye almost cried.
For God's sake, if I had known Wu Ming's plan earlier, I would never have agreed to this trip to Beijin. It would be really disgusting!
The old man finally had hope, but he actually didn’t want to be implicated!
"I will probably never be able to take this path of seeking death in my life!"
Wu Ming roughly knew what Ku Ye was thinking and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"You still know?"
Ku Ye almost jumped to his feet and cursed angrily. He suppressed his anger and said, "Look what you are doing. It is almost like digging up people's ancestral graves. This is a hundred times more vicious than poisoning the children of the royal family of the Middle Tang Dynasty. If you do it in the cold moon
Once the lake is reshaped like this, how will people associate it with the legendary bathing scene of the Moon God in China?"
"Hey!"
Wu Ming rolled his eyes, really thought about it, and felt happy.
Ku Ye was completely speechless. He could laugh at this. He was obviously determined and understood what Wu Ming said before about teaching Li Li a lesson he would never forget.
"Now, just wait for Yelu Chongguang to arrange for the Song Dynasty proton to return to the court, and then I can leave with peace of mind!"
Wu Ming patted the dust on his hands and said.
"You still have time to care about their life and death?"
Dry airway.
"If I really don't care, who will make a name for me?"
Wu Ming said shamelessly.
"As long as this thing is done, there is no need to become famous, you will definitely become infamous!"
"Haha, money can't buy it. I'm willing, as long as I'm in a good mood, no matter what the name is!"
Wu Ming smiled heartily.
"You are cruel!"
Ku Ye scolded in annoyance and changed the subject, "Even if the master is too afraid to report it, the Bafang Acropolis strictly prohibits human beings from entering and exiting at will. You must have a badge or order to do so. How do you plan to get to Hanyue Lake?"
"Corpse truck!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"Now I finally understand why you are where you are today!"
Ku Ye was silent for a long time, and said with emotion, "For the sake of quick pleasure, you can dig out excrement and pretend to be dead, but what else can't you tolerate?"
"Hmph!"
Wu Ming did not have a seizure. He used the Spiritual Illusion Bone Changing Technique. After a while, he turned into a ditch rat that was as skinny as a mummy. He wandered in the darkness like a ghost. He soon found a car that was resting secretly.
The corpse truck got in silently.
From the beginning to the end, not to mention the few barbarian soldiers at the corner, and even the ditch rat close to the corpse truck, were completely unaware of it.
After leaving the Degou Rat Camp, the corpses accumulated in the day were loaded into a large cart to be transported away. They passed the rough inspection of the barbarians without any danger. With a crunching sound and the wheels rolling,
The cart drove out of the city.
Wu Ming had restrained all his aura, but his senses were not closed, and he could still clearly capture the movements from all directions.
After staying underground for half a month, I was isolated from the rest of the world. I urgently needed all kinds of information to fill the gaps in order to prevent major changes from happening and catching me off guard.
As the saying goes, plans cannot keep up with changes, Wu Ming acted out of habit and actually heard a piece of information that made his heart sink. (To be continued)