Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

Keep your word.

The higher the position of the leader, the more he should give his subordinates a firm sense of security.

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From the water bandits to the Shahe Gang to the mermaids, Liang Qu has practiced this.

As a fifth-rank official of the court, a representative of the Dashun Youth, the leader of Yixing Town, and an outstanding disciple of the Yang family martial arts school,

the devil has a large group of subordinates, and the dragon people and mermaids are attached to him. It is too cheap to play word games.

How many followers can a person who is full of lies and word games unite and how many people can support him?

Yang Dongxiong accepted him as his personal disciple, relying not only on one to many.

The time bug is worth twelve great merits, which is indeed reluctant to let go, but the value of what it creates has exceeded the cost of holding.

Long Eying unconditionally supports Liang Qu's decision to disperse the frozen frost.

Crack, crack.

The ice crystals shattered.

The time insect shook off the ice debris that was close to its body, trembling from its tail to its head, and spit out a puff of dark white mist. The revived time insect poked its head out and faced the surging lake with infinite yearning.

On the other side of the window.

It was freedom!

A golden light flashed, and the time insect fell on the windowsill, looking back carefully at Liang Qu, fearing that he would change his mind,

and let the cold woman next to him slap him, and then freeze into an ice sculpture.

Repeated confirmation.

Doubtful.

The time insect tentatively stretched out its limbs and felt the refreshing river breeze above.

"Wait a minute!"

Liang Qu called and raised his hand.

The time insect was as if facing a great enemy, and it was threatening.

However, Liang Qu did not change his mind. He opened the drawer and searched through the pages for a while.

"Eying, where are the maps I put in the drawer? Are there only the ones for Huangzhou and Xihefu?"

Long Eying recalled: "Hmm---"-You studied the trend of the Huaijiang River a few days ago and took all the maps away. They should be in the study at home?"

"Ha!"

Liang Qu slapped his head suddenly.

Yes.

He studied both small and big Feng Shui.

He marked the small map and gave it to Cha Qing and Fan Zixuan. He also left the big map at home.

"Eying, let me draw a picture. ”

We have been together for several years, so there is no need to say more.

Long Eying brought out the inkstone, gathered her sleeves, and dripped water to grind the ink.

Liang Qu rolled up his sleeves and waved to Shi Chong. After that, regardless of whether the big insect could hear or understand, or see clearly or not, he cut a piece of kraft paper and spread it out, took the wolf-hair brush, and drew a rough map of the Huai River according to his memory, marking several key nodes.

"Although there are contradictions and misunderstandings between you and me, we have known each other for a long time. Time is rare in the world. Once you leave, I am afraid there will be no chance again. Before leaving, I will send you another message. Whether to go or not is entirely up to you."

Shi Chong half guessed and half guessed, understood the meaning, leaned on the windowsill and looked around for a while, couldn't help his curiosity, fell on the table, looked at the half-yellow and half-black kraft paper that exuded the scent of ink, and lifted his limbs to scratch the tip.

Simply draw a map of the Huai River, Liang Qu knocked hard on the Jianghuai Lake and pointed out the window.

"This is where we are! "

Shi Chong seemed to be thinking about something.

Seeing that Shi Chong understood, Liang Qu moved his finger along the big black dot to the left of the map.

"Follow the big black line along the Huai River and go all the way west. Do you know where the west is? It's opposite to where the sun rises every day. The sun! It rises every day, and it's very bright! It's called the sun. Go to the second black dot! Pengze, there is a big turtle! "

Shichong is very powerful and intelligent, but he has never systematically learned the Dashun language, and he is illiterate and has difficulty understanding.

So Liang Qu was like facing a deaf-mute. While painting, he shouted unconsciously, making Shichong's head buzz.

Long Eying couldn't stand it anymore, so she replaced Liang Qu and patiently explained to Shichong.

After a while.

Shichong scratched his head and tapped Pengze on the map with his limbs.

Liang Qu stretched out his hand and held out [Tianlu].

Shichong's eyes lit up, and he pointed at Tianlu and then Pengze.

Liang Qu nodded.

He must use up his long qi, but General Yuan's has been retained, although he has turned into a spirit fish, should he be able to use it?

Anyway, the long qi makes a cocoon and drills into the belly of a fish, right?

Shichong himself has a certain understanding of long qi 's perception function, especially the natal time sequence, if you go to Pengze, you can basically find General Yuan, and you don't have to worry about the danger on the road. He can't do it, and ordinary tiger hunters can't take it at all. Grandmasters and above, if they meet the time insect face to face, they won't know what it is for.

Time insect, time sequence.

Liang Qu has the support of Daze and Dashun, which are equivalent to two major forces, so he can combine their two miracles to hatch the current time insect,

which can be called the only one in the world.

Knowing that there is another long breath of time sequence waiting for him in the world, the time insect opened his mouth and bit the brown paper, put it on his body, and flew out of the window excitedly, and Liang Qu stretched out his hand to stop it.

Sharp roar.

Liang Qu has a headache because he doesn't know good people.

"Eying, tell it that the old turtle in Pengze is not easy to deal with, let it think it over before going. "

Long Eying thought for a moment, pointed to Pengze on the map, then to Liangqu, and turned the palms and backs of her hands.

Shichong was shocked.

The same kind of people?

The originally restless heart calmed down in an instant.

Shichong sighed deeply and collapsed on the table.

Liangqu was in a gloom.

The sky was purple.

A big pot was set up on the deck.

The cook stewed the green leaves, fried salted fish and white rice together with water, without adding salt. Bubbling white bubbles came out, and bursts of salty fragrance diffused.

After two days and two nights of sailing, many merchants who were sailing for the first time finally got used to it. In addition, they had vomited everything in their stomachs.

A simple meal could make people hungry.

Looking at the sun that had turned back above their heads, the soldiers took advantage of the morning breeze and felt the rare coolness.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a golden light leaped.

The time insect held the cowhide map and quickly passed over the water.

Some soldiers with good eyesight looked up and saw nothing in the shimmering water. They immediately suspected that they were dazzled.

"What are you staring at?" The cook held a wooden spoon and knocked on the big vat. "It's time to eat!"

"Here it comes, Lao Li, give me two more pieces of fried salted fish!"

"Do you have fish skin? I love fish skin."

"You're asking for too much. I'll give you two fish bones to taste."

The river breeze was strong.

The golden time insect reflected the light of the waves. Holding the cowhide map, it headed west to find its own opportunity.

A few days passed in a flash.

Xihefu Wharf.

The gangplank built along the deck went up and down, bags of grain were transported from the ship, and the dock workers were sweating.

"The assassin dressed as a man to attack you?" Xu Yuelong looked up and down, "Is the assassin okay?"

"You ask the assassin, not me?"

"Aren't you standing here full of energy?" Xu Yuelong took it for granted, "Don't be hypocritical if you are okay. You are busy. Have you found out anything on the ship for so many days?"

Liang Qu shook his head and recounted the interrogation.

"I think it should be the hand of Beiting or Nanjiang." Zai Zhongshi rubbed his chin, "I haven't heard of the method of deleting memory before."

Loyal men are common.

The dead warriors who are not afraid of flesh and blood are mostly fabricated in rural novels. Children raised from childhood may not listen to their parents. A true warrior dies for his confidant. It takes many factors to make it precious.

What is reliable is always "technology"

The Blood Curse of the Ghost Mother Cult is one of them, which is used to prevent the lower-level followers from leaking secrets. Unfortunately, it has been away from the environment for decades, and it has not been updated for too long, so the version is outdated.

The memory erasure technique of the female assassin is a brand new version that has never been touched before.

Without a certain level of power, it cannot be done at all.

"Why did Nanjiang Beiting do this?"

"To hit morale, disrupt internal affairs, or simply assassinate the genius of the hostile forces, anyway, it is not new."

Everyone analyzed seriously, and Liang Qu was indescribably weird.

"No, why are you not surprised at all? I was assassinated!"

"What's there to be surprised about? What's your identity? The first genius of Dashun, the guaranteed master, the probability martial saint, it would be strange if you were not assassinated." Ke Wenbin patted Liang Qu on the shoulder, "I wonder why you have been fine all the time."

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