Chapter 262 Giving away heads
Chapter 262: Thousands of miles away
Liang Qu scratched his ears, pretending not to hear the soldiers' 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 end.
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 extends like a pillar over the water, gradually turning into sparkling silver. The morning breeze wrapped in rich water vapor blows away the dryness of the scorching summer heat.
A fish jumped up with a splash of water, its silver scales flashed, and fell back into the lake with a splash.
The scenery is unique.
Only the room assigned to He Bo can be on the top floor. The rooms of the other martial artists, even Yang Dongxiong and Sui Hongyan, are on the lower 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. With so many men, I don’t know what it feels like down there.
When will I have a similar large sea ship?
Liang Qu thought of the four beavers at home. He believed that their houses must have been built by now, and they were building boats according to the drawings he gave.
When I become a real Suicune in the future, I will definitely ask the beaver clan to build me a real water vehicle.
It must be bigger, more spacious, and more luxurious than the current ship, and you can ride a Chishan horse on the deck!
"Come in."
Xiang Fangsu pushed the door open and walked in, Ke Wenbin was second, and Liang Qu was last.
A faint scent of incense wafted in the air.
The room was a simple study, with the long desk in the middle filled with various albums, some open and some closed.
The unfolded part was densely written with small characters. Next to it was a box of solidified sealing wax, several sealed envelopes, and an incense burner filled with a large amount of charcoal ash.
Xu Yuelong was sitting behind the desk wearing a plain-colored garment.
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's Black Soldiers, he didn't have time to make up for his sleep during the day like Liang Qu and the others. There were a lot of things waiting for him to arrange and deal with after the war.
Placement of the wounded, compensation for sacrifices, information integration, intelligence transmission, including deploying a large number of scouts in the surrounding waters to prevent other lineages of the Ghost Mother Cult from taking advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack.
In the meantime, you even have to remember to remind a few restless guys not to go too far when stealing things on the island.
One thing after another, even though as the deputy supervisor I don't need to do it myself, I still need to receive the summarized information and make a decision. I just heard a knock on the door and got up and got dressed.
Xu Yuelong opened the lid of the incense burner, held a piece of charcoal in his hand, rubbed it to light it, and inserted the red charcoal into the ashes with his bare hands. He was too lazy to bury it, so he half-closed 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 stinks. I smelled it as soon as I came in. Did you three go to the island to fish for treasure or to dig out manure?"
"It's a good thing for the boss."
Ke Wenbin ignored Xu Yuelong's teasing. He walked forward and stacked up the albums on the long table to make room.
Xiang Fangsu took off the cloth bag from his waist and spread it out on the long table, revealing a hideous human head covered in dust.
The messy hair was stuck to his face with black blood, and it was almost impossible to tell what he originally looked like.
The broken neck was stuck to the clothes, and there was a faint smell of dust and blood in the air, 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 put it between the teeth of the human head.
Click.
The tip of the knife was bitten by the human head.
The heads of many animals will remain active to a certain extent after being chopped off. For example, poisonous snakes can still bite people and inject venom within an hour after their heads are chopped off.
But that is an animal, not a human!
Xu Yuelong's expression finally changed: "Did you find it on the island?"
"Yes!" Xiang Fangsu recounted what happened after arriving on the island.
Including speculation about the identity and strength of the head, and the fact that it has no martial arts skills and only has instinct and brute force.
Xu Yuelong picked up the brush from the pen holder beside him, used the brush to push away the hair stuck on the person's head, and saw the conspicuous wound on the skull.
"He is a great martial artist, for sure. The scar on his head was caused by Uncle Yang."
Xu Yuelong recalled what happened that night.
At that time, the two great martial artists did not come back to life like the two grandmasters. They thought they were dead, and the black gas spread rapidly, so they left it alone.
Unexpectedly, the same strange thing happened.
"Is that so?" Xiang Fangsu hammered his knee with his hand, "That means it's not just Grandmasters who can come back from the dead, Great Martial Masters can do it too, it's just that the time required for resurrection is different, and their strength is also average.
"Tiger Hunter, Wenbin and I can fight back and forth, and it is easy to be restrained by the evil-repelling method. Ah Shui only needs two arrows to subdue this ghost thing."
Xu Yuelong nodded, thought for a while, and waved his hand at his head.
Xiang Fangsu wrapped the head again and tied a knot.
Without the source, the smell in the entire study became much lighter, but there was still a faint fishy smell lingering around.
"I know what happened. Send the head to Zhong Shi immediately. Don't leave it with me. Open the window for me before you leave."
"okay."
Xiang Fangsu chuckled.
The three of them opened the window and walked out of the room quickly.
The attic became quiet again.
Xu Yuelong held his forehead with his hand.
A wave of waves has risen again.
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.
The resurrection of a great martial artist takes time. From death to resurrection, it takes no more than a day.
Does it mean that Wolf Smoke and the Galloping Horse Warrior may also be "resurrected", but it will take longer?
When the black fog dissipates, the island will be full of zombies?
The Martial Saint's Mysterious Weapon is useful and not afraid of evil spirits. The Martial Saint is in charge of it personally while sitting thousands of miles away. However, he does not want to use it a second time in a short period of time, otherwise his blood and energy will be drained away again, which may damage his foundation and shorten his lifespan.
The more Xu Yuelong thought about it, the more difficult it became, so he threw his pen away.
"Go to sleep, let Wei Lin do the work. I'm just the second in command, and he has to take the blame."
As soon as the thought of giving up arises, the world becomes wide in an instant.
People should not make things difficult for themselves.
……
Leave the task of delivering the head to Xiang Fangsu.
Liang Qu returned to the room alone and couldn't wait to take out the Qilin Pill and the Withered and Blooming Lotus.
Which one to eat first?
Happy troubles.
Each one is a priceless treasure, making it difficult to choose.
If placed in the Hebo Office, the precious medicines and pills would be worth at least two or even three great merits to be exchanged; if placed in the Tianbo Chamber of Commerce, they would also have to be items worth more than thirty pieces.
After thinking for a while, Liang Qu decided to take the Qilin Pill first and then the Twin Lotus.
He pulled open the tightly closed stopper of the jade bottle and poured out a large red pill the size of an eyeball.
The whole pill is not as round and smooth as ordinary pills, but rather like a lion-head walnut.
The surface is shiny red and has very prominent lines, looking like an animal head carefully carved by a master.
Kirin Pill!
(End of this chapter)