Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 570 Becoming a Cow or a Horse
Liang Qu raised his eyebrows, grabbed the leather bag by the tie and lifted it up high.

"Nothing?"

The martial artist shook his head even more vigorously.

"Okay, you don't want it... I want it!"

Ignoring the surprise of the other martial artists, Fu Bo turned over, drew a semicircle horizontally, and pointed his blade at the only Wolf Smoke martial artist standing in the field.

"Hey, that guy over there!"

Xu Zishuai looked around.

"Don't look at others, look at you. Go and bring their prey to me!"

Liang Qu sat upright on his horse, looking as if he was sparing your life just to keep you here.

"..."

"Be quiet, what are you moving for? Put your hands over your head and squat down! Where's the prey you hunted last night? Hand it all over!"

Xu Zishuai gave a small kick.

The martial artist who took small steps backwards did not dare to move again.

It turns out.

Not everyone can join in the fun, so a group of martial artists squatted in a row, cooperating quite well.

The Great Hunting Society cannot kill people, but breaking an arm or a leg is normal.

"And yours?"

"I didn't bring it with me because I was afraid it would be robbed."

"Where is it hidden?"

"There's a little wood over there."

Xu Zishuai took the martial artist to the bushes nearby and came back carrying two spirit birds.

one after another.

The bound spiritual birds and spiritual deer are pushed together.

Seeing that the situation around him had stabilized, the martial artist in the sentry post climbed down from the wooden house and checked one by one to see if the Langyan martial artist who had fallen to the ground was dead.

There were a total of eighteen Wolf Smoke Warriors. The arrows shot at them almost completely exploded except for the arrowheads, turning into scattered wood chips. The injuries were limited, and most of the people were knocked unconscious and fell into a peaceful sleep.

The two looked at each other, both with shock in their eyes.

If the arrows were armor-piercing, these people would not be able to fly out at all and would be pierced through the skull on the spot!
Amazing fighting power!
"Drag the people together and don't let the wild beasts eat them. I'll report it."

"it is good!"

One of the sentry martial artists was sent to a certain place in Chishanling to report the details of the battle.

sensation.

Just fermented.

A few moments.

Liang Qu counted the number and frowned slightly.

Less than expected.

The Wolf Smoke Master who took action managed to catch two or three of them, but when it came to the turn of the Galloping Horse Masters who were watching, the number dropped sharply.

A small number of people had one, very few had two, and most people had none. Moreover, more than half of the prey they caught were dead!

Liang Qu turned over the dead birds and asked, "Are you sure no one is hiding anything?"

"They are all horse warriors and half-baked hunters. It's good enough that they can catch so many!" Xu Zishuai saw Liang Qu's dissatisfaction and said, "Do you think everyone is the same as you?"

Liang Qu reacted.

He is not a professional hunter, but with the help of the "Ear Perception Method", he can more easily detect the traces left by prey.

Don't worry about the quantity.

"I didn't ask you, what's your situation?"

"Someone called me, so I came." Xu Zishuai spread his hands, "I heard that someone caught eighty precious fish, so I thought it was you, and I even helped get rid of two of them!"

"How to say?"

"Originally, the leader of my group felt that six people were not safe enough and wanted to call two more to make it eight. I persuaded him to stop. Doesn't that mean I can help you solve the problem of two people?"

"That makes sense..."

"Hey, we are all brothers, no need to be grateful."

Xu Zishuai wanted to pat Liang Qu on the shoulder, but suddenly realized that someone was watching. He turned his outstretched hand in a circle and scratched his neck.

After asking the sentry for two bags and packing the harvest into different categories, Liang Qu ignored the remaining martial artists and rode away.

Go halfway.

Stop at Chishan.

The martial artists' hearts were once again hanging in the balance.

Riding a horse backwards.

Liang Qu grabbed two dead deer from the leather bag and threw them to Xu Zishuai.

"Good job!"

Say it.

Disappeared in the forest. Countless eyes fell on Xu Zishuai.

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Magnolia Peak.

The discussions turned into noise.

"Sister Eying, come quickly!"

"Don't look at it anymore!"

Long Yao and Long Li each took Long Eying's hand and led them out of the crowd.

Long Eying did not resist and let the two men pull her.

"Why are you two running so fast? Be careful not to bump into people."

"So many people have ordered it. If you're late, you won't be able to buy it!"

"What do you want to buy?"

"You'll know after you see it."

The dragon girl walked around several tents.

There were crowds of people under the sunshade, and all kinds of paints were spread out.

The painters hold wolf hair brushes in their hands and copy the paintings, with a bucket of colorful "clear water" at their feet.

In the huge painting in the middle of the shed, Liang Qu is riding a horse and drawing his bow, with the sharp arrow pointing outside the painting, revealing a bit of sharpness.

"There are three types: small, medium, and large. They cost 6 taels, 16 taels, and 50 taels! Don't miss it!"

The servant shouted.

The excitement of hunting naturally needs to be recorded, which is created by first-class painters and copied and sold by the remaining second-class painters.

Based on past experience, the more handsome and powerful a young man is, the more popular his paintings are.

Liang Qu has a handsome appearance and is undoubtedly on the list. As the first wonderful painting of this year's hunting meeting, he is very concerned about it.

Long Eying moved around and browsed.

The painting is extremely small, a square canvas half a foot long and wide, and contains only a half-length ink-wash portrait of Liang Qu shooting an arrow with a bow. The charm is captured with just a few strokes, and no color is applied.

The content of the middle painting is richer. It is two feet long and one foot wide. The overall picture is still Liang Qu drawing his bow and shooting arrows. There are maple forests and attacking figures in the four corners of the picture, and a sense of solemnity is pervasive.

The large painting is completely different. It is four feet two inches long and two feet three inches wide. It is rich in content, with characters and backgrounds, and a few extra touches of rich colors.

Orange woods, red horses, flowing shadows, and golden sun.

The heroic spirit is evident on the paper.

"Which one do you want?"

"Big paintings! One set for each person."

"Correct!"

"So you called me here just to pay the bill?"

"Sister E-young~"

Long Eying was amused.

The dragon people mostly practice barter, and the tribe does not have much silver accumulated.

Long Yao and Long Li were not poor, but they had no money. They had to rely on the few dozen dollars they received every month. They had previously been the first to take the title of elder, so how could they have any spare money to buy paintings?

"If you lose the bet and can't pay it back, you'll have to work like a slave~"

"Ding ding ding! Go buy two sets of reins right now. If you lose, Sister Eying will put them around our necks!"

"Give."

"One hundred and fifty?"

"Isn't it one painting for each person?"

Outside the Chishan Mountains.

Snapped!
The wake-up stick slams the table.

"When the sky is murderous, the stars will move and change their positions; when the earth is murderous, dragons and snakes will rise from the land; when people are murderous, heaven and earth will turn upside down. In an instant, everywhere, everywhere, under heaven and on earth, is in danger!
At this critical moment, three thunders were heard! All the birds and beasts were startled, sharp arrows were shot out, the shadows in the sky were dissipated, and all the scheming people flew out! The whole world was empty! Not a hair of the dragon crossing the river could be touched! "

"Hey! Guess what? The long dragon shook, sweeping across the maple forest, like a strong wind blowing through the land, blowing away all the wasteland. The eighteen people who were lying in ambush were turned into swirling fallen leaves..."

Storytellers with different styles speak eloquently and with ups and downs in rhythm.

The villagers who were off work during the farming season listened with great interest.

Several rich kids were amazed.

Eighteen signal smoke signals were taken down by one man in the blink of an eye.

Who could have expected?

"There was such a grand battle on the first day. It's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes."

"Brother Zhang, don't worry. According to the usual practice, the intensity will increase from tonight. It may be even more lively."

"Where are we going? It costs fifty taels of silver a day to go to Yulan Peak. Isn't that too expensive? My father gave me a hundred taels so I could buy something else."

"The nearby Pomegranate Ridge and Baihui Peak don't have as good a view as Yulan Peak, but they're much cheaper, only thirty taels a day. Should we go there?"

"Okay, okay, let's go together! Let's see if this river-crossing dragon is as powerful as they say!"

(End of this chapter)