I'm really just a juggler.

After the change of household registration, from now on, I am a night watchman.

Hide in the dark, fight the most brutal enemies, and put your life at risk.

Then he received a set of special uniforms for the Night Watch, which was dark red in color, with a silver-patterned cloud-swallowing beast embroidered on the chest, as well as a Prajna mask and a ring.

I don’t know what the mask is, but the ring is the legendary storage ring.

There is about one cubic meter of space inside, which can be used to store some daily necessities.

However, this is dispensable to Bu Chen now. It is dispensable because he really needs it now, but it is dispensable because he has a skill that can control the world in his hands.

For Bu Chen in the past, this skill was to hide things in places that were not easily seen by ordinary people, and then take them out in an instant.

But for Bu Chen now, there is a space at his fingertips that cannot be detected by outsiders.

But the space is still very small now, just like the few throwing knives shot out during the battle just now took up all the space. Fortunately, this space can grow.

However, just by holding the clothes in your hands, you can feel that the material is different from ordinary clothes, and it is not silk or brocade.

The man seemed to know what Bu Chen was thinking, so he explained: "This was made using a special method and has a certain defensive effect, but it is not a magic weapon."

After the explanation, Bu Chen understood.

I have only heard before that there is a special profession called Silk Master. This profession has no attack power, but their upper limit is not high, but it is much better than mass production.

Therefore, the spiritual silk they produce is a strategic material.

Moreover, using robes made of spiritual silk to refine defensive magic weapons can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

I didn’t expect that now that I joined the Night’s Watch I could own a piece of clothing like this, I must be really wealthy.

"From now on, you are mine. My name is Jiang Wencong. You can call me Lord Jiang or Boss."

That person, Jiang Wencong continued.

Bu Chen was a little surprised after hearing this. According to what he had just learned, there were nine Thousand Night Marquises in the Great Zhou Dynasty, corresponding to the nine prefectures, with one person guarding each prefecture.

And Qianye Hou only obeys the Night King.

He had never imagined that the Night's Watch was so powerful, and the only ones who could be called the boss were the Nine Thousand Night Marquises.

The person in front of him was one of the nine Marquises of Qianye, the one guarding the capital.

"Boss."

Jiang Wencong nodded. When Bu Chen entered the underground palace, he received a message from the Night King, asking him to test this person.

Otherwise, how could the people fighting in the combat assessment be in the middle stage of the abyss of internal strength? The late stage of internal strength is already the top.

However, he never expected that the little guy in front of him got A in all three tests.

Especially the intelligence test, most people would be confused if they were not paying attention, but he got the answer in just three or five breaths.

If Bu Chen knew what Jiang Wencong was thinking, he would just laugh at him for not having gone through nine years of compulsory education.

"You should go back first. The clothes and mask can only be worn when on a mission. You can't feel the mask, but it has the function of blocking others from detecting it."

Bu Chen nodded and said, “I thought it was used to intimidate the enemy, but it turns out it has another practical function.”

Bu Chen walked out of the Night Watch Palace with a relieved smile on his face.

Although I am sure that I can pass the test, no matter how confident I am, I will feel uneasy as long as I haven't passed it.

"Now that I have nothing to do, I'll report to my uncle first."

When they arrived at Prince Qi's mansion, they were told that neither Prince Qi nor the princess were there.

Helpless, I had to go back home.

……

On the observation deck on the rooftop above the underground palace, two middle-aged men were playing chess, and next to them were two beautiful figures, and a man with a sword was watching the scenery.

If Bu Chen were here, he would recognize one of them as his uncle, Prince Qi Wei Yuncheng, and next to him were Princess Wei Yiqing and the maid Xiaohuan.

Wei Yuncheng frowned as he looked at the chessboard. Finally, he could only smile calmly: "The Night King's chess skills are still so superb. His layout is impeccable. Only Mr. Xingyun from the Stargazing Tower can talk to you about chess."

The man opposite Wei Yuncheng was wearing a black robe with cloud patterns. He had a calm expression and looked like a weak scholar.

It is hard to imagine that this person is His Majesty the Night King, known as 'Wei Butcher' by the world.

"Your Majesty, you're joking. I've only devoted my life to studying Go. I'm not as good as Your Majesty, and even less so than Mr. Xingyun."

At this time, Qianye Hou Jiang Wencong walked up from below.

"Your Highness, Prince Qi, these are Bu Chen's assessment results."

A document was handed over, and the Night King opened it and a light laugh came out of his mouth.

"Yang Luo, come and take a look. Don't keep calling yourself a genius. Now someone who is better than you in the test has appeared."

The sword-wielding young man called Yang Luo took it and took a look. His pupils contracted, but he quickly spoke calmly.

"Humph, the assessment can't represent everything. When I first came in, I was also a Ten Night Guardian. Am I proud?"

Princess Changyun curled her lips after hearing this. This guy's head is almost raised to the sky. Isn't this called pride?

However, he also agreed in his heart that he was stronger than himself. Wow, his internal strength reached the middle stage of the abyss and he could hold his own. How could he be any better?

But he also cheered himself up in his heart, hoping that when he became stronger, he would help him beat Yang Luo in front of him.

The two elders just smiled at Yang Luo's stubbornness.

"I just didn't expect that this boy could actually fight against opponents of higher levels without losing." Yewang said with some hint of meaning.

The King of Qi knew what the Night King was afraid of, that this recognition was not legitimate.

"That's not surprising. My nephew has an old servant named Ya."

"Oh?" After hearing this, the Night King's eyes flickered.

Bu Chen had already returned home. As soon as he entered the house, he grabbed a servant and asked, "Where's the little carp?"

"Master, I'm in the back hall."

He walked all the way to the back hall and saw the little carp and asked, "Carp, is Old Tooth back?"

The little carp replied, "Master, no, I don't know where Uncle Ya has gone."

"This old man will never die. I'll treat him well when he comes back."

Little Carp covered her mouth and chuckled. She knew that as long as her young master was with Old Ya, he would always have less chance of winning and more chances of losing.

Bu Chen felt a little uncomfortable with the little carp's laughter, and he complained in his heart that it was the past, and now it was a different person, and he couldn't beat him.

You can't kill him.

So he went back to the room and spat out the tea before he could even take a sip.

The reason was that there was an area on the floor of his room that kept rolling and soon formed several large words.

"Master, I am now in Huacheng Mansion. Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye."

Bu Chen's face looked a little ugly. Old man, is there anything that can't be told to you?

If you do this, you will scare yourself.