Supreme pardon

Chapter 188

As soon as Wen Ren Jue entered the seventeenth district, he knew that Bai Tan was lost.

Because of the closure of the city, when the car entered, he asked casually, Yan Zhen, who came to greet him, looked a little embarrassed, but he still answered honestly, saying that he had been looking for several days and there was no news, and he disappeared when he was fine. up.

After speaking, Yan Zhen sat in the passenger seat and waited anxiously, but he didn't expect it, and there was no sound for a long time. When he got up the courage to turn his head and glanced, he found that the master had already closed his eyes and was asleep.

Breathing lightly, probably not falling asleep.

He moved his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he turned around and focused on looking ahead.

Wen Renjue didn't respond much, but Wei Duan in his mind was a little mocking, "Your precious key ran away with long legs."

"En." Responded in a low voice, Wen Renjue put his right hand on his forehead, and pressed twice by himself.

When the car stopped outside the Wangju, Lan An, who was waiting at the door with a large group of people, came forward, saluted with a smile, and then put a rather moderate hand on Wen Renjue's shoulder, Grinning: "My lord, I miss you so much."

Taking a step to the right, Wen Renjue dodged that hand calmly, glanced across the crowd, and opened his mouth to ask: "Heihu and Hongyu, have they gone back?"

"Well, everyone has returned to the king's district." Although he was slightly dissatisfied with the master avoiding his hand, Lan An still replied with a smile on his face.

Wen Renjue took the lead to walk in, and said to the back as he walked: "There is no need for so many people to waste here, let them go."

"Yes." A group of subordinates stopped, bowed and retreated in twos and twos.

Wen Renjue continued to walk to the hall with Lan An, Yan Zhen and others behind him, and after sitting down first, he told a guard next to him: "Go find a garbage man, and he will be in my room in half an hour. meet him."

"Yes." The guard straightened up and left quickly.

Wen Renjue lowered his gaze and asked, "Where's Shuyi?"

"The new city is under construction. Mister has been in charge of various affairs there for a while, and I don't have time to come back to see you." Yan Zhen replied, and then took a good look at Wen Renjue, "My lord, are you still waiting for me?" All right?"

Facing the concern of his subordinates, Wen Renjue suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Because unlike other people, Yan Zhen's eyes are pure.

It was because of his purity that he felt a little uncomfortable. Unlike Lan An, this man didn't hide it directly. As for Lan An, he might not even understand himself when he was alive.

Wen Ren Jue may not be willing to put in the effort to understand him, as long as the bottom line of loyalty is not broken, he seldom spends time in studying a person.

"Have the invitations been sent?" A servant serving him stepped forward to pour tea for him. Wen Renjue took it in one hand, took a sip, and asked in a deep voice.

"It has already been sent out, but... Wang, when is your birthday really?" Lan An asked cheerfully. As early as when Wang was about to come back, he ordered them to invite ten people in the name of the birthday of the co-owner of the three districts. The king of the three districts came to the party.

"Is it very important?" Wen Renjue replied indifferently with the corners of his eyes raised.

"It's not very important." Lan An spread his hands, shrugged and said, "Even if your birthday is on that day, they will think it's just because we won the three cities in one fell swoop, and deliberately let them come Congratulations."

Holding the teacup with his head down, Wen Ren Jue had a calm face.

But...Lan An looked at him, and asked meaningfully: "In your opinion, would the king of the thirteenth district dare to come?"

"Of course I don't dare." Wen Renjue replied, fiddled with the floating tea stalk, and said leisurely: "But in order not to lose my aura and express my solemnity to us, I will definitely send someone who can best represent him and has a certain degree of respect. People with identity come here."

"Is this your purpose?" Lan An lowered his eyes slightly, trying to figure out his intention.

It can be heard that Ren Jue has already stood up, put the teacup on the table, and left the last four words, full of sighs, "Who knows."

……

Wei Duan is actually guessing his intentions. After all, the master has never been a person who does meaningless things. It tries to think by itself instead of asking questions. The main reason is that no one from the [-]th district has come over, even if it asks Master, it is estimated that there is no meaningful answer.

Wen Renjue opened the bead curtain with his own hands, and sat on the wooden chair. A lot of exquisite food and snacks were already placed on the place where his elbows were resting. chewing.

Outside the bead curtain is the living room, unlike the meeting hall in the front yard, the reception room here is not big, only four chairs are placed.

Not long after he sat down, a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion was brought in by his personal guards.

Although the clothes on his body were not tattered, they could still be seen to be shabby, especially on his feet, a pair of wrinkled and peeling shoes made the man even more short of breath.

Just after entering the room, he saw a figure out of the corner of his eyes, and the man in his thirties knelt down with a "plop", knocked his head on the ground, and said hello: "Hello Wang, see you... I have seen the king."

Wen Renjue moved his right hand on the table, and saw that the man was completely stuck to the ground like a piece of dog skin plaster, even his forehead was invisible.

He had no choice but to cast his eyes on the face of the tall guard beside him, "Is it a stutter?"

The personal guard had been close to him for a long time, and he clearly sensed his displeasure, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's not a stammer." As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the man over, turning the man over. Falling on his back, like a gray turtle.

Seeing the panic-stricken appearance of the man, even the guards couldn't bear to look at him, and frowned, "This is a garbage man, and he also works in Wang's residence. He is usually responsible for pouring slop in the kitchen." What he meant by this It means explaining that Wang only ordered to find a garbage man before, but he didn't say what kind of garbage man he was looking for, so he found one nearby.

This man has been working in the Wang's residence for some years, and the people in the kitchen said that he is quite stable, but now that he sees the king, he looks like a fool.

Isn't this making yourself unhappy in front of the king?

The personal guard had already knelt down, lowered his head and didn't look at the king again. Anyway, it was his fault that he didn't do well.

Wen Renjue's personal guard was the No. 110 person who first followed him from the 110th district. Although he lost dozens of them on the banks of the Nigua River, he kept replenishing them and kept the number [-] unchanged.

The things these people use are the best, and the books on cultivation steps, fists and feet, and even the books on breathing are the best.

Compared with other people, they spend more time with him. Naturally, they will get used to and get closer to him. Of course, their arrogance is not what other elites of the war department or royal guards can have.

Seeing that things were not done well, the guard was also unhappy, and at the same time he was a little apprehensive.

After all, Wang, no one has ever been able to guess the temper of their master.

Wen Renjue looked at the man who fell on his back and didn't dare to move for a long time, his eyes flashed somewhat complicated. Most of the interstellar humans that Mr. An said, and those garbage people he had seen when he was a child, were all superior, although they would soon Fell into the mud, but the superiority from the flesh and blood made them always appear too arrogant when facing the original humans on the earth.

But the man in front of him has already been smoothed by reality, and has become more docile than the most humble servant on earth.

The middle finger of his right hand tapped the table rhythmically, Wen Ren Jue tried his best to be as gentle as possible, and said lightly: "Don't be afraid, I'll ask, you answer carefully, you understand?"

Although the man was terrified, he finally calmed down a little when he heard the voice. He squatted up timidly, his head still lowered, and he didn't dare to lift his head to look around.

He just stared at the small area in front of him.

Wen Renjue didn't care, tapped his middle finger on the table, and said kindly: "There are six families in your interstellar world? How much do you know about them?"

Although this mysterious king didn't want to do anything to him, the man was still terrified of panic. He had lived on the earth for several years, and his arbitrariness towards kingship was deeply rooted in his bone marrow. Make yourself worse than death.

This is not the Interstellar Alliance. Although there are distinct classes in the place where laws exist, it is because of this that the rules are unbreakable. As long as you don't break the iron laws without authorization, then you at least have basic life safety.

The place where he is staying now is the earth, which is dominated by various royal power organizations. At the top of these royal powers, there is a man who is in charge of life and death. His words are those iron laws, and no one can restrict and change them.

Knowing that his answer is very important, if he is not careful, his life will be lost. The man said tremblingly: "I know that there are not many nobles in the Star Alliance, and the six families at the top are the real leaders of the alliance behind the scenes. .”

"What about the bell boat tree?" Wen Renjue looked at people through the beaded curtain as he tapped on the table, his eyes were dark.

The man paused for a moment, and didn't even think about why the king of the earth suddenly became interested in the Star Alliance. He just replied honestly: "Humans in the Alliance have three sacred objects, one of which is the Bell Boat Tree. When human beings migrated from the earth to the star of hope, the oxygen on that planet was very scarce. Human beings have lived there for a hundred years, and cultivated many creatures on the earth based on genes and seeds, but the trees are just one tree. They couldn't grow up, and later, the star of hope became more and more unsuitable for human survival. In desperation, we searched for a new living planet. The only growing tree on the Star of Hope actually bloomed, and on the day when the big tree bloomed, the exploration team also brought back good news. They found a planet that is really suitable for human survival. Since then, people have I regard the Suzuki tree as hope and faith, and believe that with its existence, human beings can continue and be blessed in despair, and the Bai family who planted it and guarded it is one of the six major families..."

The man rambled and said everything he knew.

Wen Renjue listened quietly, and Wei Duan suddenly said to himself in his mind: "So you want to verify the function of the key. I said, you put this matter aside before."

"Where's the guardian of the Bell Boat Tree?" Wen Renjue's expression was calm. After listening to so many words, his expression remained unchanged, and his eyes became darker and darker.

"Then it must be a direct descendant of the Bai family. Before the age of five, the guardian of the next generation will be confirmed. Once the candidate is confirmed, it will be announced to all humans in the alliance. In order to maintain the sanctity of the Suzuki Tree, the guardian They will not be allowed to fall to the ground again, and they will be responsible for watering the trees, pruning the branches and leaves, going to pray under the trees on important days, and praying for the blessings of all mankind."

When the man was in the interstellar world, his status was not high, but because of his own greed, he was thrown to the earth because of serious consequences. What he can know is limited, but Wen Renren still listened patiently.

When the man stepped back tremblingly and left, he turned his head and gave an order to the guard beside him: "Search quickly, and bring him back as soon as possible!"

"Yes!" The two guards saluted together, then stepped back.

Wen Renjue was the only one sitting in the room, Wei Duan waited for a long time, and said directly in the air: "It seems that you have confirmed that the key is really useful, are you planning to bring him back?"

When he first heard about Bai Tan's disappearance, the master didn't show any concern.

Wen Renjue was silent, and after a while he replied in a rather cool tone: "No, he has seen the sky eye, even if it is useless, he has to bring it back and dispose of it."

The author has something to say: Wen Ren Jue is very busy, and domestic violence also requires strength~

Next, Xiaobai will perform eighteen deadly poses! ~hhh