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

The three of them made their way down the hallway to the innermost part.

Xiang Fangsu curled his knuckles and knocked on the door.

"Wait."

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

The pale blue sky light stretches like a pillar on the surface of the water, gradually turning into sparkling silver, and the morning breeze wrapped in rich water vapor blows away the heat of the scorching heat.

A fish jumped up with a splash, and the silver scales flashed, and fell back into the daze.

The scenery is unique.

Only the room claimed by Hebo can be on the top floor, and the rest of the martial artists, even if Yang Dongxiong and Sui Hongyan's rooms are on the next floor.

The position of Liang Qu and others should be further down.

As for ordinary martial artists, they can only go to the bunk below the sleeping deck, so many men, I don't know what the taste is underneath.

When will you be able to have a similar big ship at sea?

Liang Qu thought of the four beavers at home, presumably now that their huts had been built, and they were building boats according to the drawings he had given.

When he becomes a real water lord in the future, he will definitely let the beaver clan build a real water car for himself.

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

"Come in."

Xiang Fangsu pushed the door in, Ke Wenbin was second, and Liang Qu was last.

A faint scent of smoke wafted through.

In the room is a simple study, and the long table in the middle is filled with all kinds of albums, some spread out, some closed.

The spread out part was densely covered with small letters, and on the side was a box of solidified fire paint, several sealed envelopes, and an incense burner with a large amount of charcoal ash.

Xu Yuelong sat behind the desk wearing a plain single coat.

His face was visibly haggard, without the slightest hint of blood.

Fighting all night, not to mention the burden and consumption brought by the Martial Saint Xuanbing, he didn't have the time to make up for sleep during the day like Liang Qu and others, and 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 arranging a large number of scouts in the surrounding waters, to prevent the Ghost Mother Sect with other bloodlines from taking advantage of the chaos to sneak attack.

In between, you even have to remember to remind a few restless guys not to go too far and steal things on the island.

One by one, even if you don't need to do it yourself as a deputy collar, you also need to receive the information that comes up, make a decision, and only then hear a knock on the door, get up and get dressed.

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

"Anyway, what's the matter? If you have a fart, hurry up, and something hanging on your waist, a smell, I smell it when I come in, are you going to the island to fish for treasure or dig out dung? ”

"It's a good thing for the boss."

Ke Wenbin ignored Xu Yuelong's ridicule, and he stepped forward to stack the albums on the long case to make room for an empty seat.

Xiang Fangsu took the opportunity to untie the cloth bag around his waist and spread it out on the long case, revealing a hideous head covered in dust.

The messy hair was sticking to the face with black blood, and it was almost impossible to see the person's original appearance.

The fracture on the neck was even more glued to the clothes, and there was a faint smell of dust and blood, which could not even suppress the incense in the incense burner.

Xu Yuelong raised his eyebrows and eyes, unfazed: "You're going to show me this early in the morning?" ”

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

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

Click.

The tip of the knife is bitten by the head.

The heads of many animals will remain active after being chopped off, such as poisonous snakes, whose heads are chopped off and can still bite people for an hour.

But that's a brute, not a human!

Xu Yuelong's expression finally changed: "You found it on the island?" ”

"Yes!"

Xiang Fangsu told about what happened after he went to the island.

Including speculation about the identity and strength of the human head, and the fact that it will not have the slightest martial arts, only instinct and brute force.

Xu Yuelong picked up the brush on the pen stand on the side, used the pen to pull away the sticky hair on the head, and saw the conspicuous wound at the skull.

"It's a great martial artist, that's right, the scar on his 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 from the dead like the two grandmasters after their deaths, they thought they were dead, and the black qi spread rapidly, so they left it alone.

I never thought that the same would happen.

"yes." Xiang Fang has always hammered his knees with his hands, "That means that it is not only the grandmaster who will come back from the dead, but the great martial artist will do the same, but the time required for resurrection is different, and the strength is also very average."

Tiger Hunting Great Martial Master, Wen Bin and I can fight back and forth, and it is easy to be restrained by the evil method, Ah Shui only two arrows to restrain this ghost thing. ”

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

Xiang Fangsu rewrapped the human head and tied it with a knot.

Losing the source, the smell in the whole study has eased a lot, but there is still a fishy smell lingering.

"I know the matter, hurry up and send the head to Zhong Shi, don't put it here with me, open the window for me before leaving."

"Okay."

Xiang Fangsu smiled.

The three of them opened the window and slid out of the room.

The top floor was quiet again.

Xu Yuelong held his forehead with his hand.

A wave of unevenness has risen again and again.

Are the only ones who will be resurrected are the Great Martial Master and the Grandmaster?

Xu Yuelong took out a pen and paper, recorded 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, with no more than a day in between.

Does it mean that wolf smoke and galloping horse warriors are also likely to be "resurrected", just for a longer time?

When the black fog clears, the island will be full of living corpses?

The Martial Saint Xuanbing is easy to use, not afraid of evil spirits, and the Martial Saint sits thousands of miles away to control it personally, but he doesn't want to use it a second time in a short period of time, otherwise he will be drained of his whole body qi and blood again, and he is afraid of hurting the root and losing his lifespan.

The more Xu Yuelong thought about it, the more tricky it became, and threw the pen away.

"Sleep, sleep, let Wei Lin be busy, I'm just a second-in-command, he takes the pot."

As soon as the thought of rotting came, the sky and the earth were wide in an instant.

Do not embarrass yourself.

……

The matter of giving away the head was handed over to Xiang Fangsu.

Liang Qu returned to the room alone, and couldn't wait to take out the Qilin Pill and Kurong and Dilian.

Which one to eat first?

The annoyance of happiness.

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

Put it in the river berth, at least two or even three treasures worth the treasure pill that can be exchanged, Bao Dan, put it in the Tianbo Chamber of Commerce, and it will also have to be thirty pieces of lots.

After thinking about it for a while, Liang Qu decided to eat the Qilin Pill first, and then take Dilian.

He uncorked the tightly sealed jade bottle and poured out an eyeball-sized red pill.

The whole pill is not different from the ordinary pill, but it is like a lion's head walnut.

The surface is glowing with red skin and oil, and the lines are extremely prominent, looking like the beast head carefully carved by the master.

Kirin Dan!