Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

Liang Qu cleaned his ears, pretending not to hear the sergeant's words, and went up to the top floor with Xiang Fangsu and Ke Wenbin.

The three of them walked along the corridor to the innermost part.

Xiang Fangsu bent his knuckles and knocked on the door.

"Wait a minute."

Hearing Xu Yuelong's voice, Liang Qu leaned on the railing to enjoy the morning breeze and looked down from the top floor.

The light blue skylight extended like a pillar on the water surface, gradually turning into sparkling silver fragments, and the morning breeze wrapped in rich water vapor blew away the heat of the hot summer.

A fish jumped up with a splash of water, its silver scales flashed, and it fell back into the lake with a plop.

The scenery is unique.

Only the room that He Bo brought up can be on the top floor, and the other martial artists, even Yang Dongxiong and Sui Hongyan's rooms are on the next floor.

Liang Qu and others are located further down.

As for ordinary martial artists, they can only sleep in the bunk beds under the deck. There are so many men, and I don't know what it feels like down there.

When can I have a similar large ship on the sea?

Liang Qu thought of the four beavers at home. They must have built their huts now, and they are building boats according to the drawings he gave.

When he becomes a real water king in the future, he will definitely ask the beavers to build him a real water vehicle.

It must be bigger, more spacious, and more luxurious than the current building ship, so that he can ride a red mountain on the deck!

"Come in."

Xiang Fangsu pushed the door open, followed by Ke Wenbin and Liang Qu.

A faint scent of incense wafted.

The room was a simple study, with various pages on the long table in the middle, some open and some closed.

The open part was densely written with small characters, and there was a box of solidified wax, several sealed envelopes, and an incense burner filled with a lot of charcoal ash on the side.

Xu Yuelong sat behind the table in a plain single-piece dress.

His face was visibly haggard, without a trace of blood.

After a night of fighting, not to mention the burden and consumption brought by the Martial Saint Xuanbing, he didn't have time to catch up on sleep during the day like Liang Qu and others. There were a lot of things waiting for him to arrange and deal with after the war.

The placement of the wounded, compensation for sacrifices, information integration, intelligence transmission, including the arrangement of a large number of scouts in the surrounding waters to prevent the Ghost Mother Cult from other veins from taking advantage of the chaos to attack.

In the middle, he even had to remember to remind a few restless guys not to go too far when stealing things on the island.

One by one, even if he didn't need to do it himself as a deputy leader, he still needed to receive the information summarized and make a decision. He heard a knock on the door just now, and got up and dressed.

Xu Yuelong opened the lid of the incense burner, holding a piece of incense charcoal in his hand, rubbing it to light it, and inserted the red charcoal into the incense ash with his bare hands. He was too lazy to bury it, so he half-covered the lid and yawned.

"Come on, what's the matter? If you have to fart, do it now. And what's that thing hanging on your waist? It smells bad. I smelled it when I came in. Are you three going to the island to fish for treasure or to dig out manure?"

"It's good stuff for the boss."

Ke Wenbin ignored Xu Yuelong's ridicule. He stepped forward and stacked the pages on the long table to make a space.

Xiang Fangsu took off the cloth bag from his waist and spread it on the long table, revealing a hideous head covered with dust.

The messy hair stuck to the face with black blood, and it was almost impossible to tell what this person looked like.

The broken neck was even more stuck to the clothes, and it was filled with a faint smell of dust and blood, which even the incense in the incense burner could not suppress.

Xu Yuelong raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "You show me this so early in the morning?"

"Boss, can't you see that this thing is still alive."

Ke Wenbin pulled out the dagger and handed it between the teeth of the head.

Click.

The tip of the knife was bitten by the head.

Many animals will retain some activity after their heads are chopped off, such as poisonous snakes. After their heads are chopped off, they can still bite people and inject poison within an hour.

But they are animals, not humans!

Xu Yuelong's expression finally changed: "Did you find it on the island?"

"Yes!"

Xiang Fangsu told about his experience after arriving on the island.

Including speculation about the identity and strength of the head, and the fact that it does not know any martial arts, only instinct and brute force.

Xu Yuelong picked up the brush on the pen holder beside him, used the pen to push away the hair stuck on the head, and saw the conspicuous wound on the skull.

"It's a great martial artist, and the scar on the head was cut by Uncle Yang."

Xu Yuelong recalled the situation that night.

At that time, the two great martial artists did not come back to life like the two masters after their death. They thought they were dead, and the black air spread rapidly, so they left it alone.

Unexpectedly, the same abnormality occurred.

"Is that right?" Xiang Fangsu hammered his knees with his hands. "That means that it's not just the Grandmasters who can come back from the dead. Great Martial Masters can also come back from the dead. It's just that the time required for resurrection is different, and their strength is also average.

The Great Martial Master of Tiger Hunting, Wenbin and I can fight back and forth, and it's easy to be restrained by the evil-repelling method. Ah Shui only shot two arrows to control this ghost thing."

Xu Yuelong nodded, he thought for a while, and waved at the head.

Xiang Fangsu wrapped the head again and tied a knot.

Without the source, the smell in the whole study was much relieved, but there was still a faint fishy smell lingering.

"I know what happened, hurry up and send the head to Zhongshi, don't leave it with me, and open the window for me before you leave."

"Okay."

Xiang Fangsu chuckled.

The three opened the window and walked out of the room quickly.

The top floor was quiet again.

Xu Yuelong held his forehead with his hand.

One wave has not yet subsided, another wave has risen.

Are it true that only great martial artists and grandmasters can be resurrected?

Xu Yuelong took out a pen and paper, wrote down all the key information of the conversation on the paper, and fell into deep thought.

It takes time for a great martial artist to be resurrected. From death to resurrection, it takes no more than one day.

Does it mean that the wolf smoke and the galloping martial artist are also likely to be "resurrected", but it will take longer?

When the black fog dissipates, will the island be full of zombies?

The martial saint's black soldiers are easy to use and are not afraid of evil spirits. The martial saint sits thousands of miles away and controls them personally, but he doesn't want to use them again in a short period of time, otherwise his whole body's qi and blood will be drained again, which may hurt his roots and shorten his lifespan.

Xu Yuelong thought more and more difficult, and threw the pen.

"Sleep, sleep, let Wei Lin do it, I'm just the second in command, he takes the blame."

The thought of letting go comes up, and the world is wide in an instant.

People should not embarrass themselves.

...

Leave the matter of sending heads to Xiang Fangsu.

Liang Qu returned to the room alone, and couldn't wait to take out the Qilin Pill and the withered and flourishing lotus.

Which one to eat first?

Happy troubles

Each of them is a valuable treasure, and it is difficult to choose.

If it is placed in the Hebo Office, it is worth at least two or even three great merits to exchange for precious medicines and pills. If it is placed in the Tianbo Chamber of Commerce, it must be auctioned at least thirty pieces.

After thinking for a while, Liang Qu decided to take the Qilin Pill first, and then take the Twin Lotus.

He pulled open the tightly closed jade bottle stopper and poured out a red pill the size of an eyeball.

The whole pill is not like ordinary pills, but like a lion head walnut.

The surface is shiny with red skin and the lines are very prominent. It looks like a beast head carefully carved by a master.

Qilin Pill!