Kuzhu County Decree immediately named it as Hongchuan Water Spirit on behalf of the Kite King Court, took the document and waved it, let it stamp it with a big thick fish lip, and then took out the kite money and the official seal and stamped it.

Poked the cover, and the blue light on the big black fish flashed, marking the end of the process and the birth of a new water spirit.

The soldier then pushed the last of the fat pigs into the water.

The black fish bit it and sank into the pool.

Kuzhu County Ling was also a little tired, and came over to thank He Chunhua. If it weren't for the blessing of the Ying Army, his battle would not have been so beautiful.

The new water spirit returned to its place, and Hongchuan was much more peaceful. So the Fengling Ferry could be reopened, and the merchants waiting on the side boarded the ship happily.

Taking advantage of a little free time, He Lingchuan went to Fengling Ferry and walked around, and found that there was a particularly conspicuous old locust tree growing on the sandbar more than 300 zhang away from the ferry.

There are many locust trees here, but He Lingchuan's eyes can be attracted by it at the first time, just because this tree is really special:

It is lightning strike wood.

This old locust tree was originally very stout, surrounded by four people, and I don't know how many years it has grown, but it was cracked a few times by the thunder, and the branches at the top fell off, and the whole tree almost became charred.

But life is so tenacious, the old acacia scorched and lifeless trunk actually sprouted new shoots and grew into new branches......

The new stem is much smaller than the mother tree, but it is thriving and energetic from start to finish.

He Lingchuan finally knew what the old turtle demon meant by the "resurrection of the old locust tree", and it was indeed clear at a glance.

And it grows on a sandbar, away from idlers.

He went to the tree and walked around a few times, but he didn't find a hole in the tree, so he was not discouraged.

If the tree hole is so easy to be discovered by him, it will also be explored by other birds and beasts.

He Lingchuan touched the trunk of the scorched tree a few times, found the depression of the root, took the broken knife and began to dig sand.

The sand is soft and moderate, and the Heling River is digging deeper and deeper.

Soon, he discovered that there was indeed a large hole under the tree roots, but it was usually buried by sand, and only a few crabs were napping here.

He threw the crab out and threw it away, took out the turtle egg and put it in, thought about it, got some aquatic plants to cover the turtle egg, and then put a small bottle of elixir next to it.

Good people do it to the end.

He then backfilled the sand and completely covered the hollow of the tree. The current will take over the work below, smoothing the place completely, and there is no trace of the tree hole as before.

By doing this, he has completed the trust of the turtle demon.

"Don't leave it at that." He dusted off the sand on his hands, and understood why the turtle eggs had to hatch here:

This old locust tree can be dead wood in spring, and its vitality must be very strong, which is also the power that the turtle demon needs to use to come out of the shell for the second time.

Perhaps, the turtle demon originally grew up here. After all, the locust tree is much older than it.

At this time, He Yue beckoned his brother in the distance: "Brother, let's sail!" ”

"If you meet again, I hope you have found the broad road of cultivation by then." He Lingchuan patted Jiao Mu, got up and left.

The Response Army also boarded the boat at Fenglingdu, rode the boiling river, and headed for Shihuan City.

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He Lingchuan stretched and sat up from the bed.

He was still in the lake, and someone outside shouted: "Street-mouth-preaching-preaching-"

It's a familiar tune.

The outstretched hand almost forgot to take it back, and he looked out the window, and it was getting dark, and the tank was full.

Crock?

He remembers falling asleep on the boat, and the last thing he heard was the sound of the waves crashing against the side of the boat, not the noisy streets.

In other words, he entered Panlong City again, and—

He Lingchuan jumped to the door in three steps and two steps, and stood in the center of the street, and sure enough, what he heard was that the emperor was coming, and Panlong City had a curfew for three days tonight.

That is, he received a follow-up to his previous dream?

It's incredible, four days have passed in reality, and less than an hour has passed in Panlong City in my dream!

The difference in the speed of time flow on these two sides is really casual.

The sun had already set, and he couldn't go anywhere, but there was a liquor store nearby, and he rushed in to buy a few jars of wine, and when he got home, he poured it out and washed it, ready to serve it as the emperor's slurry.

He emptied the water tank and took out all the pots and pans, and laid them out in the courtyard.

He still remembered Hu Min's confession to cut off two large branches of the tree in the yard so that his long arms would not reach into the neighbor's territory.

As soon as these things were done, there was a noise outside, as if countless people were cheering.

He Lingchuan walked out of the house and saw that it was raining, green rain.

Once raw and twice ripe, he knew that this was the emperor's slurry.

Panlong City's forecast is so accurate that even such a strange celestial phenomenon can stabilize the pulse.

What surprised He Lingchuan even more was that the fragrance of the emperor's slurry that came down this time was still the same, but it was far more viscous and darker than in reality, so it could afford the word "pulp".

In reality, the emperor is a drizzle, and whoever floats on it is counted as the jackpot; But here, the emperor flow pulp actually reached the level of light to moderate rainfall, He Lingchuan stretched out his palm, and after a while, he received several points of cyan rain and dew.

He couldn't help but taste it, it was so fragrant!

The greed buried deep in my heart exploded all at once. But He Lingchuan had both experience and preparation, forcibly suppressed the impulse and jumped on the roof.

The tiles on the roof were turned over by him, and they were temporarily connected into several grooves. The emperor's slurry accumulated more and more, and slowly flowed down the groove, and was caught by him with a wine jar.

Although it is only a trickle, it is worth saving a lot!

The neighbor also moved two jars, climbed on the roof of his house to collect the imperial slurry, and was greatly inspired by his operation, so he hurriedly copied the homework and went to fiddle with the tiles.

He Lingchuan found that he covered his mouth and nose with a face towel, and smelled a little less of the strange aroma of the emperor's slurry, which was very helpful for suppressing the hidden beast heart, and he quickly imitated it.

Everyone was swollen and red-necked, but they resisted the urge to be greedy and possessive. Emperor Liquid Pulp has come several times in the past three years, and most people have the experience of coping with it, knowing that as long as they endure it for a while, there will be rich rewards later. He Lingchuan also heard the child crying, and condescended to see that two families had already tied their children to the table, and they were not allowed to run around and disturb the overall situation.

At this time, heavy footsteps passed by the gate of He Lingchuan, accompanied by a low roar.

He looked down and saw that it was a trap beast moving unhurriedly along the street. This thing looks and size like a tiger and leopard, and its eyes glow green, and at first glance it looks a little creepy.

It seems to be walking with its head down, but whenever anyone is suspected of fighting or arguing, the Trap Beast will lean over its forelimbs and scratch the door, letting out two roars to scare the residents.

After this trap beast left, it took about a stick of incense, and another trap beast patrolled here.

If it is alternate.

If it weren't for the fact that he was trying to fight against his greed, He Lingchuan really wanted to give a thumbs up and praise "thoughtful".

This trap beast must be the security guard released by the official patrol of Panlong City. For them, the least trustworthy thing is human nature, and the most reliable thing is force.

At this time, the living creatures could not resist the temptation of the emperor's slurry, and only dead creatures like the trap beast remained unmoved and continued to carry out the original task.

A trap beast that can patrol, locate, and intimidate itself, I don't know which powerful hand it is.

Sure enough, He Lingchuan soon heard the sound of smashing altars and cans not far away, some people shouted, and some people cried. I don't know who couldn't bear the extreme desire for the emperor's slurry and fought with others.

Human nature really can't be let go.

The trap beast roared, and He Lingchuan quickly walked away from it as he heard its heavy footsteps.

A few screams were soon heard in that direction, but then there was no movement, and it was assumed that the person who did it had been punished.

This scene is also a good warning to the surrounding residents.

In the repeated torment of the whole city, time passed slowly.

This time, the Heavenly Emperor was flowing pulp, which lasted longer than He Lingchuan's last experience, and it didn't stop completely until Dongfang was white.

He Lingchuan scraped all the emperor slurry from the tree, and then gathered all the bottles and cans that stored the rain in one place, poured them into each other, and finally collected a bottle of emperor slurry.

Plug the lid tightly, the aroma disappears, and so does the attraction to people. Only then did He Lingchuan let out a long breath and wiped the thin sweat off his forehead.

The difficult night has passed, and everyone is beginning to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Looking at the wine bottle in his hand, He Lingchuan was a little embarrassed.

The Emperor Flowing Pulp obtained from the dream should not have an elevating effect on his ontology in reality, after all, all this is illusory.

Then the most rational thing to do is to hand over the income of this night and go to the Ministry of Merit in exchange for credit. Hu Min said that credit is not easy to get, but it can be exchanged for the most precious thing.

This scene of Emperor Pulp Falling from Heaven was his accidental gain.

Of course, this needs to be confirmed. He Lingchuan thought about it and went out with the wine bottle.

Curfew ends after dawn, but few residents come out and go, and most of them stay at home counting the spoils. He found a diligent donkey cart and drove him to Hu Min's residence.

Along the way, he saw several charred and smashed houses, as well as city defenders carrying people out or cleaning up the scene.

It seems that even if there are trap beasts patrolling, even if Panlong City has repeated orders, even if there are strict punishment laws here, even if the residents of Panlong City have been able to enforce orders and prohibitions in the long-term war, human greed will still find a breakthrough.

Hu Min lives in a tin house, although it is also a private house, but it is four levels higher than He Lingchuan. The roads here are spacious, the streets and alleys are clean and tidy, green trees and red flowers can be seen everywhere, every household has a small courtyard, the area is at least four times that of He Lingchuan's wooden house, the environment can throw him a few streets, but the specifications are very uniform, all black doors, black tiles, red walls, even the size is almost the same, like carved out of a mold.

It seems that illegal erection is not allowed here.

Every street grew into a look, and it took He Lingchuan a long time to find Hu Min's house.

This person had just finished refining the Emperor Diaspora, and when he opened the door and saw He Lingchuan, he said strangely: "So early, don't you refine medicine?" ”

"How about I exchange the Emperor Liquid Pulp for a little refined medicine with you? Just take a small bite. ”