The group continued to set off, and on the way, Gu Xiao finally knew Mo Muyu's plan, he planned to transfer to a kind of vulture after arriving in Han Kingdom, take him, and himself, and the thing in the caravan to transfer to the vulture, fly to Yue Kingdom, and then pass through the space wormhole of the Yue Kingdom Imperial Beast Sect and enter Middle Earth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In this regard, Gu Xiao is naturally indispensable. They were unfazed along the way, and they kept going in the direction of Hanguo, and along the way, Mo Muyu was still very good to him. At least, Gu Xiao could see that this old guy really wanted to accept himself as an apprentice.

It's a pity that Gu Xiao has no interest in being his apprentice. As a rather macho person, Gu Xiao has never been interested in surrendering to any woman, even if it is everything that happened between him and Lian Nishang, in Gu Xiao's opinion, he is only devoted to love, and it cannot be said that he was conquered by Lian Nishang.

And once he entered the Xuanbing Palace, it would be tantamount to becoming a little man who let the women in the Xuannu Palace beat and scolded, which Gu Xiao couldn't accept no matter what. Therefore, although he was very grateful to Mo Muyu for his kindness, he did not have the slightest interest in worshipping under the Xuannu Palace.

After walking on the road for three days, the group finally arrived at the boundary of Hankoku on this day.

"What a small country!" As soon as he arrived at the land of Hanguo, Gu Xiao's heart couldn't help but rise with such a sigh.

Because the territory of this letter country is too small. Before he came to the country of Han, he always thought that this country of Han should be about the same size as the country of Yin, and at least he would be able to walk through it after a month or two on the best horse. But to his great disappointment, this country could not be called a country at all.

What appeared in front of him was just a small city, with the sign Hanguo hanging on the city, and then there was nothing.

"Can this also be called a country?" Gu Xiao carefully looked at the small country that appeared in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, it was just a small city with a radius of no more than fifty miles, and the height of the city wall was only about ten zhang, just such a small city could also be called a country, Rao is Gu Xiao is well-informed, and now he can't believe his eyes.

On the side, Mo Muyu looked helpless.

To be honest, when he first knew that there was such a small country in this world, he himself was a little incredible. It's a pity that such a country still really exists, and it is still in a very special position among the surrounding countries. This small country is located at the heart of the surrounding countries, so it has been preserved. It has become a buffer for the surrounding countries, and as a result, such a small country with only one city has long existed.

Mo Muyu looked at Gu Xiao's face with disbelief and said, "The old man knows that this small city is not worthy of being called a country at all. However, there is no way, the people inside think that they are still a country. So, it's a country! ”

"What a wonderful country!" After a while, Gu Xiao could only say with emotion.

"I see!" When the group of caravans approached the place where this was especially the country of Han, but rather the city of Han, Gu Xiao finally understood why this small place could still be called a country. Because there were no guards at the city gates, and when such a large group of them came, no one came forward to collect the city gate tax.

On the contrary, in the city, there are still some wandering literati, talented people who dance and write, and even as soon as you enter the city gate, you can see the existence of several green buildings. In the Qinglou, there are still many literati and artists who come and go and are flirting with these girls.

"Humph! Another bunch of lowly martial artists! When the group entered the city, an elderly middle-aged scribe saw that almost all of the people in their team had swords in their hands, and his expression immediately changed greatly, and he immediately scolded with disdain, and the literati around him waved their sleeves and left.

It's as if a bunch of them were a plague and couldn't avoid them.

In an instant, the literati who had been coming and going on the street immediately made way for them as soon as they appeared.

"Alas, the world only knows how to kill people with swords, but they don't know that talent is the real ability to govern the country, it's really sad, sad!" In the crowd, an old man with a pale beard, when he saw their group, immediately looked like a mourner, and cried.

The people around him, seeing this scene, no one showed a surprised expression, obviously this has long been a commonplace.

"What a bunch of idiots!" Gu Xiao gave a definition to the people of this country in his heart.

He now understands why there is only one city in Hanguo, and why he has been in the city for so long, and he hasn't even seen a single soldier. All of this is because of the merits of these nerds who only know how to read to death, and they don't have much ability, but they are pretentious.

In addition to studying all day long, these nerds only know how to maintain their high status, and anything that may affect their status will be suppressed by them frantically. advanced craftsmanship, in their mouths, turned into so-called tricks; Generals who can fight well are contemptuously called lowly warriors by them.

In a word, in the eyes of this kind of foolish idiots who only know how to read to death, only they are the noblest people in the world, and other than that, nothing else is a trivial matter. It was as if the world would immediately perish after leaving them.

If you are warlike, you will die, and if you forget to fight, you will be in danger.

These eight words, in their mouths, often only the first four words remain, and there is no place for these four words to forget the war and be in danger. They only know how to rigidly tout a certain person's words as wise sayings, but they don't know the true meaning of that person at all, but blindly distort and distort certain words according to their own needs.

Looking at these so-called romantic talents in front of him, Gu Xiao suddenly felt a sad feeling from the bottom of his heart. All this in front of him gave him a sense of time and space confusion. It seems that he is not on the Star Continent now, but has returned to his life as Geng Shaonan, and the guys in front of him are simply a copy of the idiot doctors in the late Ming Dynasty.

They are all the same stupidity, and they are the same pretentious, but they don't have even the slightest ability.

"What, not used to it?" Mo Muyu leaned over and asked with concern.

Gu Xiao shook his head and said, "Senior Mo, you said that these literati have lost all this country, why do you still think that you are pretentious all day long, thinking that you can do anything?" ”

Seeing this city full of literati, Gu Xiao already understood why this letter of capital fell to the point where there was only one city left. Whoever wants to let a group of literati who only know how to dance and write and make ink, and who don't know anything about soldiers and crafts, take power, it will be strange if it doesn't fall to such a point.

To be honest, it was enough to surprise him that Hanguo was still able to leave this last city.

Mo Muyu also lowered his voice and said, "The old man can't answer you this question." This is also the second time the old man has come here, but as far as the old man knows, since a hundred years ago, the Han country produced a Han Jun who only knew how to dance and write and admired the scribes, and this Han country has been declining, so that it has developed to this point. However, these literati have long occupied the power of the entire Han Kingdom, and it is said that the current Han Jun is so poor that there is no place on his clothes that is not patched, but he still can't even collect even a penny in taxes. ”

"So miserable?" Gu Xiao was stunned.

How did this make him feel that he seemed to have returned to the end of the Ming Dynasty and faced the illusion that Zhu Youzhen, the Chongzhen Emperor who was known for his stubbornness. However, compared to Zhu Youzhen, this Han Jun is obviously more miserable, because according to Mo Muyu's words, he is now so poor that there is only one brand left.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiao really couldn't help but sympathize with the Han Jun who had never met before, and it was impossible for him to have the opportunity to meet. Even if it's just a breath.

In a few words, the group had already arrived at their destination, that is, the branch of the Chamber of Commerce where this caravan was located, and surrounded by the people around them, the group finally got rid of the large group of madmen above this letter city and walked into a normal place.

Call! A heavy breath.

When they walked in, everyone couldn't help but gasp in unison, and they were all relieved. (To be continued.) )