"A little brat who can't even eat his fill waved his hands around, and you believed him?" Qian Wuliang asked, looking up.
"Don't you know that those who heed advice eat their fill?" Wei Wu drew back his sedan pole, crossed his legs again, and said faintly.
"Hmph. I still don't know what you came here for. This is a place where birds don't even shit; there might even be paranormal things lurking around." Qian Wuliang said discontentedly.
"Didn't you come too?"
"That was because you tricked and swindled me. Being a mountain king had originally been a highly promising career. Sooner or later, I'll settle the score with you."
"..."
The two bickered as they drew closer and closer to the city.
Along the way, they saw more and more scattered "savages."
They were spread around the city, forming small clusters.
Their thatched huts were exceedingly crude, and the people looked like skeletons. The land was very fertile, yet the rice they planted was sparse, overgrown with weeds, and growing terribly.
Even more shocking, these "savages," just like before, had all removed their own tongues.
After night fell, the savages curled up inside their drafty thatched huts.
When torchlight swept over them, they looked like cages one after another.
Around the vast city, there was no crowing of roosters, no barking of dogs. The silence was so deep it made one's hair stand on end.
Even the insects in the wilderness seemed to have lost their "tongues."
"Pass down the order. Set up camp. No one is to leave, wander about at will, drink, or make noise. Sleep with weapons by your pillows and stand watch in shifts." Upon reaching a flat area outside the city, Divine Chariot Pillar stopped and gave the order to make camp.
It was