Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

The next day, the government of Liujiang Prefecture issued a decree stating that the government will cooperate with Black Mist to send a group of officials into Black Mist to guide and study, so as to ensure the friendly relationship between the two.

The high-level Black Mist agreed.

Among the first batch of officials, apart from Chen Xian'an and Mo Jinghong, there were also four people from Kang Jian. These excellent fighters who had accepted the fighting concept replaced Kang Jian and entered the black mist.

After the Kuroshio on Saturday, on the first day of a new week, all members of the Black Mist will receive the gift from the Goddess of Night.

That is, a ceremony.

Originally, this is the only gap that the government can seize. Gathering crowds is not allowed in any country.

However, since the black mist was established at the junction of the two countries, and the place where the ceremony was held also belonged to the junction of the two countries, it was not easy for Anxian to do it directly.

The same is true for Great Inflammation.

The six of Chen Xian'an got into the carriage and headed south. Since they were not trusted yet, the Black Mist side did not intend to let them know the location of the Black Mist headquarters.

Black curtains were installed around the carriage, making it difficult for light to penetrate.

"Brother Jinghong, let me tell you that in my hometown, there is a game called Secret Room Adventure, which is similar to this one. It's so dark that you can't see anything."

Mo Jinghong raised his head and glanced at Chen Xian'an in confusion.

Some did not understand what the other party was trying to express.

"You are so boring, you can't talk at all."

In the dark environment, Chen Xian'an pulled the person next to him to chat again.

Mo Jinghong noticed that his feet were shaking all the time, and his hands were also tightly clutching the corners of his clothes.

He smiled, a little funny.

That's right, Chen Xian'an is afraid of the darkness in such a small space, claustrophobia.

It was like this before, he would never take the elevator at night, he would rather climb the stairs.

Every time I am in such a small dark space, I feel that someone is watching me from behind, and I just wait for myself to turn my head to look at it.

That person didn't have a strong desire to chat, and he always echoed Chen Xian'an's words.

If the other party is not a prince, they may not even bother to reply.

"The people in your legion are not interesting either."

Chen Xian'an finally felt bored, these people were all like wood, and the expression on their faces was like someone owed him millions.

"I actually have an idea in my mind about the concept of the black mist."

Mo Jinghong said lightly.

Chen Xian'an turned to look at him, his eyes flickering in the darkness.

"There used to be an organization in the Demon Realm. They were good at a kind of ability called mind control. They used fragrance to stimulate the human body, and then controlled the brain."

"Most of the people in this organization are women. Using this scent control ability, they have almost controlled most of the small and medium forces in Zhongzhou and become a colossus."

"Right now, I don't know whether the method used by the black mist is this, but there is a great degree of similarity."

Mo Jinghong showed a slight smile: "I heard that An Xian's green gu disease recently, in a sense, is also this kind of mind control."

"stop laughing."

Chen Xian'an had black lines on his face, how could this person laugh when the situation was already not optimistic.

However, in some respects, there is indeed a high correlation.

Some of the things that Wei Changjun told him about Gu Jiang before, one of the most important points is Gu Jiang's mind control ability.

From the Green Gu to the appearance of the Black Mist Organization, no one knows if there is any connection.

But he felt as if there was a big hand controlling everything behind his back.

However, it is very strange that Anxian is just a small country, why everything can be related to it.

Is it because of your own reasons?

Chen Xian'an shook his head, when did he become so narcissistic.

The carriage bumped for about half a day before slowly coming to a stop.

Chen Xian'an originally wanted to rely on his own memory to roughly judge the direction, but thinking about it, he just forgot which direction he remembered before.

After another distance, I completely forgot where I was.

Get out of the car and step on the soft ground, the wet soil can even ooze a little water stains.

The six people got out of the car, and the coachman led them forward.

There are tall trees all around, and a little farther away, it is blurry like a painting formed by a large group of ink splashes.

What is this place?
Chen Xian'an thinks that there should be no such landforms in Anxian. The climate in Anxian is similar to that in the south of the Yangtze River, mostly evergreen broad-leaved forests, but the trees here are obviously tropical trees.

The location of the black mist should be at the junction of Dayan and Anxian. Both of these places belong to the subtropical zone, so there shouldn't be such a landform.

The driver didn't explain anything, and led the six people forward.

The ground is soft and soft, and it makes a squeaking sound when you step on it.

"This... is not a naturally formed landform."

Mo Jinghong said calmly, pointing to the trees above, "Look at the trees here, they are obviously taller than the trees under our natural conditions."

According to Mo Jinghong, Chen Xian'an also raised his head and looked at the trees above.

Most of the trees here are large trees, with tall crowns standing in the sky, and there are not many branches and leaves on the lower body, most of them are concentrated in the sky.

But in the end, there should be a lot of leaves at high altitude, but here they are very sparse.

Mo Jinghong looked at his feet again. The wet soil and high temperature made this place completely different from the outside. It was hard to imagine that it was winter now.

It didn't take long before they came to a city.

Here, Yin should be the headquarters of the black mist.

The dark city doesn't have too many fancy decorations, it just looks like a simple and ordinary city.

When passing through the city gate, the guard glanced at the six people curiously.

The emotion in his eyes was a little strange.

"Black Mist City is a city of faith, so there may be some places that cannot be understood, so if you encounter any strange things, please don't panic."

The coachman smiled. After entering the city, his expression also changed, and he became fond of laughing.

Strangely, Chen Xian'an also felt in a good mood.

But nothing happened.

Suddenly, a group of people walked by. They were all dressed in white and were incompatible with the environment here. Chen Xian'an could read different emotions from their faces.

Nervous and worried.

"they are?"

Chen Xian'an asked the coachman.

The coachman looked over there and said with a smile: "Those are Protestants who are ready to accept the belief of the goddess. If the prince is interested, you can also go and have a look."

"Spiritual belief?"

Chen Xian'an frowned, this thing didn't sound so simple.