So, Du Chengfeng naturally took over Songzhou City.

But it's not so much about receiving as being put on the shelf. After that battle, the people of Songzhou City really worshipped him as a god - obviously, the original ceremony should have been prepared by Wu Zhao for himself, and after defeating a number of strong enemies, the people of Songzhou who witnessed all this would worship him as a ghost god, which may be the most accustomed way for Wu Zhao, or the most accustomed way for the Yin people to rule.

But Du Chengfeng is not very used to it, he only feels that these people are a little too frightened.

"I'm also human, I'm no different from everyone, what I can do, everyone can do."

Du Chengfeng tried to explain.

"You know what I mean?"

"I know what you mean, Lord Priest."

Facing Du Chengfeng's explanation, these onlookers from Songzhou nodded one after another.

Of course they understood, after all, the previous Lord Priest also said the same - as long as the ability is enough, then you can walk up this long step to ascend to the god throne, and if the ability is not enough, then just watch those who ascend the god position learn slowly. Following the path of the primeval times, they will get closer and closer to the ghosts and gods, just like their ancestors, the Yin people who lived in this land in ancient times.

And the person closest to the ghosts and gods can naturally become the new main priest.

As for now, who is closer to the ghosts and gods, do you still need to ask?

"I ...... Never mind. ”

Du Chengfeng patted his head, he was not good at this kind of rhetorical thing.

It would be nice if Liu Bolun was here, that drunkard is the one who can talk, and the lame man can be fooled by the drunkard so much that he throws his cane and stands up, this is the person who is suitable for dealing with this kind of scene, he is really not good at this.

But what Du Chengfeng didn't expect was that Liu Bolun was really in Songzhou City.

"How did you get here?"

When he saw Liu Bolun, Du Chengfeng's mind didn't even turn around.

He clearly remembered that the other party should be in Yizhou, why did he come to Songzhou?

"Arrested."

Liu Bolun probably talked about his situation, and he didn't expect to see Du Chengfeng here.

"But since you're here, that means ...... Killed? ”

"No, I ran away for him."

Taking out the bag of bronze fragments and putting them on the table, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh.

To be able to win this battle, it was already relatively difficult, that is, relying on mental calculations and unintentionality, coupled with the obvious support of the Yin man named Wu Zhao, this gave him an opportunity to take advantage of - of course, strategy and tactics are also part of strength, and this victory is still not watery. But the only thing Du Chengfeng didn't expect was that that Yin Wu Zhao had already prepared another set of ways to deal with him.

That is, the transfer of consciousness.

Before he came, that Yin Wu Zhao had already learned how to forge steel blades, and after learning to use new materials, that Yin Wu Zhao did not hesitate to transfer his consciousness to the new carrier - although it was just a short hairpin, it couldn't even be counted as a blade, but for Wu Zhao, it didn't need any weapons that could slash and kill.

As a weapon, it may be true that the bigger the better, but for the carrier of consciousness, the smaller the better, and the easier it is to hide, the more convenient.

Just like in the previous battle, even Du Chengfeng didn't find out that when the Li family's big man was scattered, it was the moment when Wu Zhao chose to escape and evacuate.

"Really...... Ay. ”

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng sighed, and was complacent because he was still complacent that he had won Wu Zhao with a blind trick, but he also ate such a hand when he turned around.

An enemy who can fight with him, and even has a stronger hard power than him, naturally cannot be a fool.

He is still saying that Wu Zhao is negligent because his strength is too strong, so why is he not like this now?

"Anyway, it's a lesson."

Rubbing his face, Du Chengfeng finally straightened his mind.

A short-term defeat is nothing, just like that Wu Zhao can't beat for a while, he knows how to retreat and leave to regroup, and he is naturally not a character who can't afford to lose - not to mention that strictly speaking, he won this battle, why should he be depressed if he wins?

Maybe winning or losing is not so important, whether you win or lose is experience, and these valuable lessons can be used next time.

"You...... It's changed. ”

Liu Bolun looked Du Chengfeng up and down, as if he knew him for the first time.

It's really changed, of course, it's not about height and body shape, it's about the feeling of being in contact with people.

Although the separation time is not long, Liu Bolun can clearly feel that Du Chengfeng in front of him has become more calm and more down-to-earth - if Du Chengfeng in the past was a burning fire, then the current Du Chengfeng feels more like flowing water.

Fire burns out and goes out, but water doesn't.

Even if it will freeze due to the cold of winter, as long as the warm spring sun shines again, the hard ice will still become a trickle again.

"So what have you been through lately?"

Liu Bolun couldn't help but be a little curious, he was already fond of metaphysics, and he was very interested in Du Chengfeng's enlightenment-like change.

For his own people, Du Chengfeng naturally didn't have any intention of hiding his selfishness, so he simply told him all about his experience during this time.

Hearing this, Liu Bolun frowned.

"You've had a really good day...... Ah, water. ”

After thinking about it, Liu Bolun still chose such an adjective. The main reason is that he doesn't know how to describe Du Chengfeng's general narrative - probably "I arrived at this place today, cut down someone, chased the enemy to another place, and then started farming" or something like that, can this kind of clear soup and little water make people have such a big change?

"I think it's okay, after all, as the old saying goes, running water doesn't rot, and the hub doesn't beetle."

Du Chengfeng didn't care much about this.

"Clear soup and little water is life, is life, water can flow, life can continue...... But you reminded me. ”

Saying this, Du Chengfeng, who suddenly came to inspiration, simply tried to start mobilizing his evil energy.

Yes, after Liu Bolun's reminder, he finally realized what this kind of thing is most like.

This kind of power flowing in the limbs is more like water than qi.

So, can water be converted into power?

Yes, surely.

Perhaps for people in this world, the power of water is relatively vague, and being able to understand the power of water to the extent of waves and whirlpools is already their limit.

But for Du Chengfeng, he still knows that water, or another use of liquid.

The second one is delivered, and I'll squint for a while.

Also: Thank you for your recommendation votes and monthly passes, and thank you for your encouragement and support.

I myself felt that writing in the past half month was a bit too watery, but fortunately, I finally got new inspiration from the water.

(End of chapter)