Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

"Sorry, the gang still has rules."

Not surprisingly, the onlookers were dispersed by Fu's previous words, and then the gang members undoubtedly set out on their return journey.

It is obviously not necessary to mobilize so many people just to deal with such a small incident. Everyone has not forgotten the focus of this trip, which is to deal with the rebels.

The return journey was quite quiet. Fu Qian sat in the largest carriage, with people accompanying him on both sides, and no one was interested in chatting out loud.

In this atmosphere, not too long after, as the carriage stopped, the man with thick eyebrows sitting opposite spoke calmly and announced that the moment of judgment had come.

Even though he had just made outstanding contributions, he still couldn't pretend that the suspected betrayal had never happened. Fu Qian's attitude towards Brother Nongmei was not surprising.

When you enter the world, you have no choice but to do things of your own accord, so there is no need to be too harsh on many things.

The only regrettable thing is that there were really no accidents along the way.

Reverse tracing is not just talk. After a fatal accident occurred, Fu Qian had actually been waiting for new dangers.

However, the eyes behind the scenes seemed to have suddenly slowed down.

"No problem."

With emotion in his heart, Fu Qian just nodded in response to what Brother Nongmei said, and did not make things difficult for the other party.

Even when the other party gestured to his left and right and put a gorgeous but eye-covering mask on him, he didn't mind at all.

…

Pungent aroma.

This is what Fu Qian believes to be the most accurate description and is almost the only information he has obtained.

The mask's light-blocking effect was excellent, and the group was very quiet as they moved forward. There was no verbal communication throughout the entire process. Only a certain smell rushed into their nasal cavities and quickly became stronger.

Of course, theoretically speaking, the fragrance is still quite classy, ​​and has a refreshing quality that only comes from heaven.

But no matter how high-end the food is, it can’t withstand the concentration of rice porridge, and it will be forced directly into the lungs.

If it weren't for the footsteps of other people around him, one would almost suspect that he was blindfolded and smoking bacon in the stove.

"Can you still find your incense burner?"

What was even more comforting was that the next moment, a strange voice completely broke the darkness.

It has a rare sense of oldness in the City of Bliss, and sounds very majestic.

Even as he was speaking, his vision had returned and someone took off the eye mask from the side.

"You should never have had the chance to walk in here again."

The one who took off the mask was actually Brother Brow himself. He even took a step aside while emphasizing something coldly.

"But it looks like you did bring some surprises."

Before the payment was made, any opinions were expressed, and the initial old voice continued to comment.

The meaning is very clear when they sing in unison.

This place looks like an important place belonging to the Brotherhood, so important that it is even forbidden for traitors.

Unfortunately, his previous performance of pretending to be mysterious was so outstanding that he was allowed to enter again.

And at first glance, you can indeed see that it is extraordinary.

Specifically, the olfactory experience just now was completely correct. There was smoke everywhere in front of me, like a fairyland on earth.

In areas where the smoke is thick, visibility is less than a few meters.

As for the source of the smoke, as far as the eye can see, one can clearly see incense burners of various shapes and materials.

Wisps of green smoke emerged from it, gathering into a spectacular scene before our eyes.

The location where the sound came from was clearly beyond the visible range, so one could only rely on listening to the sound to roughly determine the direction.

“I can’t find it.”

Of course, Fu Qian had no guilt at all. He immediately faced the general direction and admitted that he really couldn't find it.

…

Your own incense burner... This name undoubtedly contains a lot of information.

Considering the astonishing number, it is easy to draw a conclusion that each incense burner in the hall corresponds to a member of the brotherhood.

From this perspective, we can intuitively understand the power of the Brotherhood in the City of Bliss.

In addition to the "strong incense", the most special thing is that the thick smoke not only gathers together, but also gathers in an orderly manner.

There is a reason why the lucky people in the City of Bliss believe they are in heaven, and the same is true for the Brotherhood being able to unite so many knowledgeable people.

The wisps of white smoke, in some mysterious pattern, interweaved to form a mirage-like image in the hall.

Suspended in the air, combined with the structures above and below, the whole thing looks like a handicraft woven with fine silk.

Such a scene undoubtedly instantly reminds people of the corporate culture of the Brotherhood - unity of ideas and almost oneness.

Then I can understand why the person deep in the smoke asked the question just now.

As long as you are alive, the incense is there. Your own incense burner undoubtedly has considerable symbolic meaning, and may even be more than just symbolic meaning.

“Haha…very good!”

One example is that the statement that Fu Qian could not be found obviously caused a certain shock to the questioner.

After a brief silence, the comments reappeared.

At the same time, there was smoke disturbance, and a figure emerged from it.

…

My ability to identify locations by sound is pretty good.

Seeing that the person was walking out from the direction he had just judged, Fu Qian's first reaction was to boast to himself with satisfaction.

Even the guess about his age was accurate; it was an old face which was relatively rare in the City of Bliss.

He has no beard, but his hair is half white, and even along the coronal suture of the skull, a very clear boundary is formed, which gives a unique look.

However, on his face covered with fine lines, he showed a majestic look without even getting angry, and he was much more imposing than his brother with thick eyebrows.

"It's okay, I found it for you."

Unfortunately, Fu Qian seems to be immune to momentum.

He looked back with an expression as if he didn't understand what was being said, but finally the other party couldn't stand his attitude anymore and spoke again with full momentum.

Even as he was walking across, he naturally picked up a delicate and small copper incense burner from his side and held it in his hand.

So it's just "mine"? Unfortunately, there's still no name on it.

He carefully looked at the incense burner that the other party had helped to choose, until it was lifted all the way in front of him. At that moment, Fu Qian sighed in his heart.

The item is very delicate and looks good, but after observing it for a while, I didn't find any identity-related information.

Of course, Fu Qian did not question whether the other party just picked one up at random to fool him.

"Thank you very much."

On the contrary, the next moment he even thanked her seriously and took it naturally.

"You're welcome--"

However, this action was in vain. The old man with the yin-yang head was too polite and not only did he not hand over the incense burner, he even turned his hand down and smashed it directly to the ground.

...Should this be called blowing out the lamp and removing the wax?

Faced with the incense ashes scattered all over the ground, although Fu Qian remained unmoved, strange associations arose in his mind.