Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

"No——"

Mara King Kong screamed, but the shovel had already fallen heavily, and he quickly shrank his head and tried to hide in his tortoise shell.

With the blood of the Black Tortoise, he did not have much advantage in terms of sharp attack.

But this tortoise shell was difficult to destroy even with top-notch magic weapons, and this was his last life-saving skill.

But Shen Wuming had just fought with the Black Tortoise and had realized the means of this tortoise.

At this time, it was expected that the shovel was not hitting the face at all, but the neck.

At this time, he retracted his head and just retracted to the position of his neck, and he hit the shovel...

"Boom——"

The huge head exploded instantly, and countless flesh and blood flew everywhere... There was almost a mushroom cloud on the spot.

At this time, the figure of Master Turtle also turned into a huge black tortoise beast, far larger than his offspring.

The head of a normal human head also swelled into countless flesh foam at the moment of explosion, drowning Shen Wuming.

"Mr. Shen."

Ye Qingcheng strode to the bow, grabbed the guardrail on the side of the ship, and looked forward nervously.

A moment later, he stepped up again, and a hazy green light appeared in his hands, pulling away the flesh and blood piled on the river surface.

"Bang!"

Shen Wuming drove the ink armor and finally broke through the floating island in the river made of flesh and blood, and took two deep breaths.

If it weren't for the ink armor protecting his body, he would have been crushed to death by the explosive energy!

"You're okay... That's great!"

Ye Qingcheng swallowed, and mist appeared in his eyes.

Shen Wuming's magic power shook, and all the blood and flesh stains on his body were cleared, and then he put away the ink armor and revealed his body!

"I'm fine."

Shen Wuming stepped into the air and came to Ye Qingcheng's side, reaching out to wipe the tears from her eyes.

"It's just an old bastard, why are you so nervous?"

"I... I'm worried about you."

"Okay, it's okay, let's go back."

Shen Wuming subconsciously took Ye Qingcheng's hand. Ye Qingcheng's arm was slightly stiff, but then softened.

Although she was in the public eye, she let Shen Wuming lead her back to the ship.

Zhang Taisu's eyes fell on the hands of the two, then moved away, pretending that she didn't see anything.

Wang Chuanjia wanted to say something but stopped. He really wanted to go up and question Shen Wuming. When the lady was not around, he started to hook up with other women?

But thinking of Shen Wuming's explosive strength just now, he still chose to turn a blind eye.

"Son-in-law, what should we do now? Continue on the road, or take a rest first?"

Wang Chuanjia asked.

Shen Wuming pointed at the ship, "It's already broken like this, let's take a break first."

"Mobilize the craftsmen in the camp to repair the ship as soon as possible. In addition, count the spoils."

"Yes."

Wang Chuanjia took the order and left. Out of sight, out of mind. It's not a big deal to stay here.

If the son-in-law's affairs are discovered by the Marquis, he will be guilty of not reporting it.

It's better to pretend that he knows nothing.

And Zhang Taisu hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward, "Thank you, Mr. Shen this time."

Shen Wuming didn't take credit for it.

"Yongding River is the place under the jurisdiction of my father. You are all here, so I naturally have the right to protect it."

He was so open and generous that Zhang Taisu looked at him differently, and said some polite words of thanks.

Then he pointed to the two huge black turtles on the sea and the one-horned giant python on the ship.

"I wonder how Mr. Shen plans to deal with these big monsters and monster corpses?" Zhang Taisu asked with some envy.

"I don't have any idea."

"Why don't you sell it to us, Mr. Shen? Don't worry, we will definitely give you the right price." Zhang Taisu said hurriedly.

"The main thing is that these two black turtles have the blood of Xuanwu, and their shells can be refined into excellent divination tools."

"There are also blood, leather, bones and the like. I have the method of refining in Tianshi Dao. I am thinking about whether I can sell the materials to us."

"This giant python... He is still alive. It depends on whether you have other arrangements!"

Shen Wuming also knows a little about the means of Tianshi Dao. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

"Okay!"

Shen Wuming nodded and said, "You can decide the price. Anyway, it's fine according to the market price."

"But this little loach, I still have some use for it, so I can only give you the turtle."

"Thank you, Mr.."

Zhang Taisu thanked him hurriedly.

He then summoned a group of Tianshi Dao disciples and used the method of large and small space to shrink the huge black turtle body to the size of a palm.

Shen Wuming looked at their movements and could not help but feel puzzled.

He turned his head and asked Ye Qingcheng, "Don't you have something like that space ring?"

"What space ring?"

Ye Qingcheng's face was slightly red, and her hand was still tightly held by Shen Wuming, and she had not let go.

Especially in front of her own uncle, she was very shy and her mind was in a mess.

At this moment, she didn't hear what Shen Wuming was saying at all.

Shen Wuming repeated it and explained it roughly. Ye Qingcheng blinked.

"Is there such a thing?"

"No?"

Shen Wuming pursed his lips. Maybe there really is no such thing, but it may not be impossible to make it.

After all, there are methods for large and small spaces, so why can't there be a space ring?

In principle, it is nothing more than compressing and folding the space in it, which may not be impossible to do.

"Maybe it's another business."

Shen Wuming thought about it. This kind of thing has always existed in online articles and has no basis in reality.

It might be a bit difficult to design it, but I can discuss it with Cao Zhuyu later.

After a total of two hours of rest, the next thing went smoothly. They soon passed the Yongding River section and turned into the canal.

"Then I wish you all a safe journey. I'll take my leave first."

After turning into the canal, Shen Wuming's mission was completed. Even if they got into trouble, it had nothing to do with Shouting Houfu.

Zhang Taisu and a group of Tianshidao disciples all walked out of the cabin and bowed deeply to Shen Wuming.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen!"

After Shen Wuming returned the gift, he took Wang Chuanjia and others to say goodbye and leave.

Ye Qingcheng stood on the deck, looking at the figures running in opposite directions on the river, and remained silent for a long time.

The moon in the sky had come out, and the faint light fell on her eyes, faintly showing the sorrow of parting.

Zhang Taisu sighed and turned to walk into the cabin.

He had seen through Ye Qingcheng's thoughts, but that was the little master... it was not his turn to make decisions.

After a long journey and the rain, Shen Wuming did not rush to travel, but found a nearby town to stay.

"Let's stay here, Uncle Wang."

Leaving a few people to watch the warship, Shen Wuming and Wang Chuanjia and others found an inn to stay.

Wang Chuanjia obeyed his orders at this time and was respectful throughout the whole process without any opinions.

After settling down, Shen Wuming took Wang Chuanjia to find a noodle restaurant for supper.

When he entered the city, he found a Yuzhou noodle restaurant.

This thing is like a national chain, it is everywhere, and Shen Wuming likes it.

"It's just that the taste is not as good as that of Zhongshan County, especially the spicy shell, which is a little less cooked."

Shen Wuming drank a bowl of knife-cut noodles and two cups of yellow wine, also known as fermented glutinous rice, and burped.

Wang Chuanjia chuckled, "We just finished fighting in the afternoon, and it's good to be able to sit here and eat noodles in the evening."

Every time we fight, who doesn't hang his neck on his belt?

There is food every day.

Being able to escape from the siege of so many Wuding Water Tribes, Wang Chuanjia is already very satisfied.

"That makes sense."

Shen Wuming said a few perfunctory words in a bored manner, and when he finished eating, he was ready to go back to the inn.

It was raining heavily at this moment, but fortunately both of them brought umbrellas, and they watched those drowned chickens leisurely along the way.

But when passing a certain street corner, Shen Wuming suddenly stopped and subconsciously looked into the distance.

Under the eaves of a house on the side of the road, a woman was standing to hide from the rain.

Shen Wuming had never seen this woman before, but for some reason, he felt a little familiar in his heart.

The woman was tall and slender, wearing a plain white dress, and her face was a little hazy under the rain curtain.

But it gives people a feeling of extreme beauty, just like... the lilac girl in the long rain alley.

Her clothes have been soaked a lot, sticking to her body, outlining an elegant and seductive curve.

The autumn wind blew, and it seemed to bring a little chill, making her hold her hands tightly to her chest, shivering, and pitiful.

Shen Wuming didn't know why, he should have turned around and left, but he hesitated for a moment and actually walked towards the girl.

Wang Chuanjia wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he decided not to say anything more, lest he be beaten to death by a shovel.

It's good to be alive.

Shen Wuming walked under the eaves, put away the oil-paper umbrella, held it backwards, and handed the umbrella handle to the girl.

"Did you forget to bring an umbrella, girl? My companion has an umbrella, this one is for you."