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Chapter 917 The sky is full of flowers like scattered gold

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    A thin figure wearing linen quietly walked off the deer platform while the sky was getting darker. He walked along the inconspicuous corners of the tall attic of the deer platform, carefully avoiding the patrolling guards, and walked towards the outside of the palace.

    When he reached a place where the guards could not notice him, he picked up the corners of his hakama, barefooted, and staggered forward.

    In fact, it is luxurious for a slave to even run. There is no thick humus layer in the deciduous forest here, nor the flat and soft soil on the plains. The palace garden is full of shrubs, raised roots and stones, so he can run fast.  Some will prick their own feet.

    Not to mention, in order to prevent slaves and untouchables from sneaking into the garden, King Yiqu ordered people to sprinkle a lot of sharp gravel here. Anyway, the nobles and guards all wore felt shoes, which were warm and comfortable.  He can also run freely on gravel fields, catch up with slaves who can't run fast like the wind, and chop off their heads.

    But that figure seemed to no longer care about the gravel that might scratch his feet. He staggered along and trotted all the way until he found a hidden place, where there was already a dog soldier wearing a guard uniform waiting there.

    When the guard saw the figure, he rushed towards him and whispered, "Have you brought anything out?"

    The thin slave knelt down and said with a flattering look: "Bring it here! The king ordered people to guard it strictly. The slave bribed the guards on duty, and what little he got out was all freshly picked and dried.  , not those low-grade things that were dropped on the ground and withered to fool you."

    "Take it out and take a look!" the guard scolded. Seeing his hesitation, he became even more severe.

    The thin slave had no choice but to take out the little thing wrapped in white cloth in his arms. The dark golden, dried mandala flowers were shrunk into balls, like scattered gold particles.  Together, they exuded a fragrant fragrance. The guard greedily approached the mandala and took a deep sniff.

    The skinny slave looked on with distress, as if the weight of the millet had been sucked away by this mouthful, but he did not dare to stop it. However, the guard knew that this matter was important and quickly wrapped it up again.

    He weighed the dried datura flowers and said sternly: "Why is it so small this time? It's less than half a baht. This dried datura flower weighs about two bahts. Don't you think you have been doing it these days?"  Did you only collect one hundred and twenty mandala flowers? Tell medid you keep them secretly?"

    "You dare not!" The skinny slave's legs trembled when he heard this, and he said in horror: "This slave will never dare to disobey the great wizard's order, but the king was very strict and ordered the close guards to remove the mandala flowers.  Make a list by plant, and the golden flowers blooming on each mandala will be counted!"

    "The king just executed a slave for stealing flowers the day before yesterday. Now all the mandalas are under the control of the palace guards. I have to ask for bribes to hide some. I don't dare to steal too many of each plant, so I only pick up those.  It slipped through the fingers of the noble guard."

    "The false king actually has such a scheme?" the guard said in shock and anger. The matter of smuggling mandala from the palace is extremely important. It affects the importance of the great wizard to him. If this line is tightened again, what will happen in the world?  In front of the wizard, the future is not promising, how can he get ahead?

    The slave next to him said bitterly: "It was all the advice from the Chinese businessman. He asked the king for arbitrary power. He wanted to take over all the mandala flowers in Lutai and only allowed him to sell them. The king was quite shaken and refused.  considering!"

    Hearing this, the guard sneered and said: "These Middle-earth people will definitely not have an easy time after the great wizard seizes the throne!"

    After putting away the dried mandala flowers wrapped in white cloth, the guard lowered his head and turned around a few times, then walked out of the palace and went straight to a mansion in the city. After entering the mansion, he handed the things to a wizard  , and then resigned. The wizard carefully held the things and came to a place outside the main hall.

    The great wizard Juyan looked at a wizard apprentice with a gloomy face, pouring the dark golden dried mandala flowers in the white handkerchief into the gold bottle. The bottle was already half full, and the pile of mandala flowers inside was like loose gold.  Exuding a charming dark golden brilliance, Ju extended his hand and carried the gold bottle. He smiled angrily at the great wizards below who were staring at the gold bottle greedily: "Are you satisfied with just this little witch medicine?"

    He said sternly: "The false king has tens of millions of times more mandala witch medicine in his hands. Are we just going to be satisfied with picking up what he missed and fight over it like dogs?"

    Ju Yan, the great wizard, reached in and grabbed a handful of loose gold. With a little force in his hand, he crushed the dried mandala flowers into a ball the size of a soybean, crushed them into powder, brought them to his nose and took a deep breath.  The tiny golden dust was inhaled into the nasal cavity, and within a few breaths, the eyes of the great wizard Juyan??These souls transferred to world No. 76 to prepare for the Styx corruption experiment.  "Chen Ang smiled slightly, showing a smile that was comparable to the gentle smile that medical students show to rabbits and mice.

    "It's better to start now. There are too few experimental resources! Too few! When the Pure Land Sect flourishes and everyone chants the name of the Buddha and enters the Paradise, all my tens of thousands of experimental projects can be started!" Chen Ang sighed: "  The quality of the souls of these mandala suckers is too poor, so they can only be used for the Styx corruption experiment to study the soul ecology after the soul has been corrupted and use the waste."

    "When those practitioners with strong wills and strong souls come in, I can start the project of torture in hell and fission of souls and wills!" Chen Ang's voice had a touch of regret.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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