Chapter 261: Sending a Head Over a Thousand Miles

Liang Qu picked his ears, pretending not to hear the soldiers' words, and went to the top floor with Xiang Fang Su and Ke Wenbin.

The three followed the corridor to the very end.

Xiang Fang Su curled his knuckles and knocked on the door.

"Wait a moment."

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

The pale blue morning light extended across the water surface like a pillar, gradually turning into shimmering broken silver, and the morning breeze wrapped in rich water vapor blew away the dryness of the scorching heat.

A fish jumped up with a splash, silver scales flashed, and it fell back into the Great Marsh with a plop.

The scenery was unique.

Only the room of the River Po Office Commandant could be on the top floor; the other martial artists, even Yang Dongxiong and Sui Hongyan's rooms, were on the floor below.

Liang Qu and the others' positions were even lower.

As for ordinary martial artists, they could only go to sleep in the bunk beds below the deck; with so many men, he didn't know what it smelled like down there.

When could he have a large seagoing ship like this?

Liang Qu thought of the four beavers at home; presumably, their small house had been built by now, and they were building a boat according to the drawings he gave.

When he became a true Water Lord in the future, he would definitely have the beaver clan build him a true water vehicle.

It must be bigger, more spacious, and more luxurious than the current building ship, able to ride Chishan and run horses on the deck!

"Come in."

Xiang Fang Su pushed the door and entered, Ke Wenbin second, Liang Qu last.

A faint incense fragrance drifted over.

The room was a simple study, and the long desk in the middle was covered with all kinds of volumes, some spread out, some closed.

The spread-out parts were densely written with small characters, and on the side was a box of solidified fire lacquer, several sealed envelopes, and an incense burner containing a large amount of charcoal ash.

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

His complexion was visibly haggard, without a trace of blood.

Not to mention the burden and consumption brought by the Wu Sheng profound weapon after a night of fighting, he didn't have the leisure to make up for sleep during the day like Liang Qu and the others; there were a lot of things waiting for him to arrange and handle after the war.

Placement of the wounded, compensation for sacrifices, information integration, information transmission, including sending out a large number of scouts in the surrounding waters to prevent other branches of the Ghost Mother Sect from taking advantage of the chaos to sneak attack.

He even had to remember to remind a few restless guys not to go too far when stealing things on the island.

One thing after another, even as a Deputy Commandant, he didn't need to do everything himself, but he still needed to receive and summarize the information and make decisions. Just now, he heard the knock on the door, got up, and put on his clothes.

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

"Speak, what is it? If you have a fart, let it out quickly. And what is that thing hanging on your waist? It stinks; I smelled it as soon as you came in. Did you three go to the island to loot treasures or to scoop up shit?"

"It's good stuff brought for the boss."

Ke Wenbin ignored Xu Yuelong's teasing. He stepped forward, stacked the volumes on the long desk, and cleared an empty space.

Xiang Fang Su took the opportunity to untie the cloth bag from his waist and spread it on the long desk, revealing a ferocious human head covered in dust.

The messy hair was stuck to the face with black blood, almost impossible to tell what the person originally looked like.

The broken edge at the neck was even stuck to the clothes, exuding a faint smell of dust and blood, which even the incense in the incense burner couldn't suppress.

Xu Yuelong raised his eyebrows, unperturbed: "You show me this early in the morning?"

"Boss, can't you tell? This thing is still alive."

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

Click.

The tip of the knife was bitten by the head.

Many animal heads maintain a certain activity after being chopped off, such as poisonous snakes; the head can still bite and inject poison within an hour after being chopped off.

But that's a beast, not a person!

Xu Yuelong's expression finally changed: "You discovered this on the island?"

"Right!"

Xiang Fang Su recounted their encounter after landing on the island.

Including the speculation about the identity and strength of the head, as well as its strange performance of not knowing any martial arts and only having instinct and brute force.

Xu Yuelong picked up the brush from the pen holder on the side, used the pen holder to push aside the hair stuck to the head, and saw the conspicuous wound on the skull.

"It's a Great Martial Artist, no mistake. This scar on the head was cut by Uncle Yang."

Xu Yuelong recalled the situation that night.

At that time, the two Great Martial Artists did not resurrect from the dead like the two Grandmasters. They thought they were already dead, and the black Qi spread rapidly, so they left it alone.

Unexpectedly, the same mutation occurred.

"Right." Xiang Fang Su hammered his knee with his hand: "That shows that it's not just Grandmasters who can resurrect; Great Martial Artists can too, it's just that the time for resurrection is different, and their strength is very average.

A Hunting Tiger Great Martial Artist, Wenbin and I can fight it back and forth, and it's easily restrained by the warding technique. Ashui subdued this ghost thing with just two arrows."

Xu Yuelong nodded. He pondered for a while and waved his hand at the head.

Xiang Fang Su re-wrapped the head and tied a knot.

Losing the source, the smell in the study eased a lot, but a faint fishy smell still lingered.

"I know about the matter. Hurry up and send the head to Zhongshi; don't put it here. Open the window for me before you go."

"Alright."

Xiang Fang Su gave a hehe laugh.

The three opened the window and walked out of the room nimbly.

The top floor was quiet again.

Xu Yuelong supported his forehead with his hand.

One wave after another.

Are Great Martial Artists and Grandmasters really the only ones who can resurrect?

Xu Yuelong took out paper and pen, recorded all the key information of the conversation on the paper, and fell into deep thought.

The resurrection of a Great Martial Artist requires time; from death to resurrection, it takes no more than a day.

Does this mean that Wolf Smoke and Galloping Horse Martial Artists are also likely to "resurrect," just longer?

When the black mist dissipates, will the island be full of living corpses?

The Wu Sheng profound weapon is easy to use, fearless of evil Qi, and the Wu Sheng sits thousands of miles away to control it in person, but he doesn't want to use it a second time in a short period; otherwise, being drained of all qi and blood again might hurt the foundation and shorten his lifespan.

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

"Sleep, sleep. Let Wei Lin be busy; I'm just a second-in-command, he'll take the blame."

Once the thought of slacking off arose, the world suddenly became wide.

People shouldn't make things difficult for themselves.

The matter of sending the head was left to Xiang Fang Su.

Liang Qu returned to his room alone, unable to wait to take out the Qilin Pill and the Withered and Prosperous Twin Lotus.

Which one to eat first?

A happy trouble.

Each one is a treasure of great value, difficult to choose.

Placed in the River Po Office, it's a precious medicine or precious pill that can be exchanged for at least two or even three great merits. Placed in the Tianbo Chamber of Commerce, it must also be among the top thirty auction items.

After pondering for a while, Liang Qu decided to eat the Qilin Pill first, then take the Twin Lotus.

He pulled off the airtight jade bottle stopper and poured out a red great pill the size of an eyeball.

The entire pill was not round and jade-like like ordinary pills, but rather like a lion-headed walnut.

The surface was oily and shiny with red skin, the texture was very prominent, looking like a beast head carefully carved by a master.

Qilin Great Pill! ===== CHAPTER 262 =====