Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

The sightseeing boats on the swamp, the hawkers on the street, and the thunderous applause in the library.

Liang Qu leaned against the wall of an unpassed alley, closed his eyes, and let his hearing expand.

Countless voices sang a big drama in his mind, and information jumped out on the paper.

"The people traveling back and forth in Shangrao Port can no longer be seen."

"I heard that someone counted him and he swam back and forth a thousand times! He stayed in the water for several days!"

"A thousand times? Weird, from Shangrao Port to Pingyang Port, we have to travel seventeen or eight miles by water. One thousand times, isn't that seventeen or eight thousand miles? Isn't all the hard work gone?"

"He is a master martial artist, so he is different from us."

"What's the difference? If you offend Mr. Liang, you'll still have to follow behind and eat shit!"

Two "vibrant" young people walked through the alley, feeling a little "tired" in their bodies.

One has a weak left foot and is "lame", while the other has a dull landing and is "slightly hunched".

As he passed the alley, a faint fishy smell wafted over, and Liang Qu heard waves of "waves" again.

Two young fishermen who went out on the boat in the middle of the night and came back early in the morning?

"There is a curfew tomorrow night. Go back early to rest. From now on, you have to go fishing in the morning. I hope there will be a good harvest."

The sound of words faded away.

Liang Qu opened his eyes and poked his head out of the alley.

Two young men in linen shirts were carrying fish baskets. One had his left foot lowered and the other had a slightly bent back. They were exactly the same as what he had "heard".

"I heard that a prostitute is going to open on Qingshi Street. It will be opened next to the original Qingwa Lane. It is not far from my home. The immoral things will not bring bad luck to my children."

"It's not a brothel. I remember it was a brothel. It's a place where you can listen to music. It's different from a brothel."

Two more fishermen passed by and gave completely different information than the previous two fishermen.

There is no rough sound of scraping between straw sandals and stone slabs in the footsteps. They are more "rich" and a little less "angry" but just as much. They are not very old. One of them has a "weak spleen" and is often worried and angry?

Two middle-aged men doing business?

"What's the difference? A serious girl will come out to sing? Have you read too many stories? Are you a prostitute but not a prostitute?

This thing should not be opened in the town, it should be kept far away, it is an immoral thing.

I said, let’s go talk to the village elders and see if we can move the brothel to another location. It’s really too close and it’s not going to have a good impact..."

"The village elders may not be able to persuade you, so why not ask the village elders to ask for help from Mr. Liang? Mr. Liang has a lot of face. We, the Yixing people, cannot let rotten things ruin the atmosphere of our town!"

"Yes, yes, yes, go find the village elders and resist the unhealthy tendencies!"

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Liang Qu glanced outside and saw two middle-aged men wearing light blue brocade clothes walking slowly, which confirmed his suspicion.

I really didn't expect that the location of a prostitute in the town would be related to him.

But where could he persuade the prostitute to open?

To practice the ear recognition method, you cannot do it behind closed doors. Several passers-by passed by one after another, making Liang Qu more and more proficient in the use of the ear recognition method.

When you can achieve 100% success, your ear consciousness will have reached a small level of success.

If you go one step further and don't need to specifically use the training instinct, then you have reached the stage of great success.

Further up, there is a difference in how much information can be heard.

After staying in the alley for half an hour and listening to the "information" from hundreds of passers-by, Liang Qu gained some insights and walked out of the alley to go home.

Passing by a certain fish alley, a strange sound broke into the "hearing" range.

Liang Qu paused and turned his head.

"You silver carp has darkened gills, sunken eyes, and no water at all. Do you think I am a farmer and don't know how to pick fish? Three copper coins!"

In front of the fish stall, a middle-aged man was bargaining with the fisherman, pointing at the fish on the stall and pointing out its shortcomings.

The stall owner opened his five fingers and refused to give an inch.

"A big fish weighing three pounds and six ounces, at least three meals, five coppers!"

"Three meals? Can't you see how hot the sun is in the sky? It will stink in two hours. How much salt will it cost me to pickle it? Two meals at most!"

The middle-aged man said as he took out his robe and grabbed three blackened copper plates inside.

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"See, I only have three copper coins on me today! If there's more, I won't sell it, I'll look for it elsewhere.

The weather will be even hotter soon after Chen hour, and I’m afraid your fish won’t even be worth three copper coins! "

"Succeed, three copper plates are three copper plates."

The stall owner was defeated and passed the fish's gill cover with a straw rope and tied it with a knot.

The middle-aged man paid the money and happily carried the big fish. He was about to go home and eat dried fish for two days when a big hand pressed his shoulder.

"There's something wrong with your liver."

"How could your grandson curse your father... Oh my god, Master Liang!"

The middle-aged man turned around with a sullen face and saw the tall young man standing behind him. Half of the curse words in his mouth were swallowed together with his tongue. If he spoke again, his jaw would tremble.

Liang Qu was not annoyed, he just patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and repeated what he just said.

Is there something wrong with my liver?

The middle-aged man panicked now.

"What, what's the problem?"

Liang Qu shook his head. He had only studied in a medical clinic for half a year, mostly focusing on trauma, fractures, bleeding, and basic pharmacological identification. He knew very little about the internal symptoms and could not make any conclusions.

It's just that the problem with the man in front of me is... not a small one.

Ordinary people suffer from overwork and injuries, and have more or less unhealthy aspects on their bodies.

Just like the two fishermen before, even though they are young, one has a sloping foot and the other has a hunched back.

Only the man in front of me gave a very serious voice message, "weakened" to a terrifying degree.

"Have you been feeling unwell recently?"

"No, no." The man's hands touched everywhere involuntarily, and he said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Liang, you are a big shot, you won't make fun of the scoundrels in our corner, is there really...really a problem?"

Liang Qu nodded.

There were no symptoms in the early stage, and the liver problem was very serious...

He probably knew what was wrong with the middle-aged man, and it was almost certain that it was carbuncle.

"Go to Changchun Hall in the town, the doctor there is good."

Liang Qu gave the man five cents of silver and turned to leave the alley.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to tell the situation.

If he didn't tell the man, he might still be able to live a carefree life for a short period of time, but if he told the man...

Five cents of silver is just compensation.

In the alley, the man took half a tael of silver, his expression was unprecedentedly panicked, and he hurried to Changchun Hall with the silver carp.

Chen's house next to Liang's house

Chen Qingjiang and his family were mixing the soil, adding lime and slag to it, preparing to build a straw shed in the yard.

A donkey that had not fully grown was tied to a wooden stake and was turning around the stake, neighing with "uneasiness", "exhaustion" and "fear".

"Uncle Chen, why don't you ask others to help?"

"A Shui is here, there's not much work, it won't take much time to do it yourself, A Di, go and pour tea."

Chen Qingjiang stood up and asked his wife to go back to the house to pour water.

"No, I don't have tea because I have something to do. I came here to give you something."

Liang Qu magnified his hearing and listened to the people present one by one. After confirming that there was no problem, he took out two wooden lotus leaves from his arms.

"Sister Adi, sew these two little things up with a piece of cloth later, without leaking any holes, and put them in a small bag, and hang them around Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Kui's necks all the time, it will be useful."

Adi washed her hands in a bucket beside her and carefully took the two lotus leaves.

In the sun, the amber lotus leaves were shining with beautiful golden lines, which looked extraordinary.

Chen Qingjiang didn't know what kind of wood the lotus was made of, but he felt that it was extremely precious, otherwise it wouldn't need to be covered with two layers of cloth, and he was busy.

"That's it, I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Liang Qu was very familiar with this routine, waved his hand, turned around and left, not giving Chen Qingjiang any chance to refuse.