Chapter 309 The big mother of the turtle spirit came from the waves
Pan Hao bared his teeth and started to curse. Seeing the timid look on the turtle, Pan Hao actually became happy in his heart: "You old turtle, you are called ungrateful. You actually treat your savior like this. His whole family will be killed."
Killed by you!"
Although Li Qingshan doesn't have a whole family, this turtle doesn't know. He will seize the opportunity to scold him so that he can know how powerful I, Mr. Pan, am.
"You are... being ungrateful, repaying kindness with evil, being unfaithful, and forgetting to catch a fish!"
The Turtle Spirit Mother was scolded again and shrank her shell, her turtle mind went blank.
It is really unlucky!
Why did you just grab a piece of land and end up in your benefactor's house? Why did this sore suddenly become so severe?
In the past few decades, this sore mother was just a small thing and was suppressed casually, but now, after a long fight, she is actually evenly matched.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Pan Hao softened his tone slightly: "Fortunately, there is still a chance for compensation. Let me ask you, do you want to change your ways?"
Mother Turtle Spirit trembled and opened her mouth: "How...change?"
"The hero who saved you is not dead. He was rescued by us. Xiao Li, come out."
Li Qingshan emerged from the grass, pretending to be limping and seriously injured. He felt a little embarrassed to deceive an old turtle like this, but it was also the best way at this stage.
I dare not expose the "Tianmen" sign indiscriminately, I can only use my own favor to recruit people first and then talk about it.
"Did you see that? Your benefactor is not dead yet."
Turtle Spirit looked at Li Qingshan with her round eyes, and was even more confused. She remembered that this person was being chased by the incarnation of "Wu Ming Hui Shu", so she blew herself up and ignited a blazing flame, and she was able to escape.
But now, why are you suddenly alive again?
This old turtle's poor IQ calculated for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a reason.
Turtle Spirit Mother has been working as an earth god for so many years and has accumulated some experience. From its aesthetic point of view, human beings actually look similar, but their souls are unique.
The person in front of me is indeed its savior, there is no need to doubt this.
"My...my...life is miserable...my life is miserable!" Mother Turtle Spirit kept struggling, and suddenly started crying, "My life is miserable!"
"Without the foundation of incense, I will die!"
Pan Hao cursed fiercely: "Why is life so miserable? Now there is a way to survive. If no one saves you, you would have become a slave of the evil god. When it makes you eat shit, you will have to eat shit. It
If I ask you to do a handstand, you have to do a handstand."
But I was a little surprised in my heart. This turtle is actually quite reasonable. It is really a rare species.
Perhaps because it has been in contact with humans for a long time, its IQ is higher than that of the sore mother, and it is closer to humans, but its personality has become childish and naive.
It can be said that "I was born in sorrow and died in happiness".
"I'll give you a way to survive now. What's the point of suffering?"
"Our small Qingshi Town plus Hujinkou can accommodate more gods. As long as you are willing, the foundation is not small. Just be content, old turtle!"
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The turtle was under the eaves and had to bow its head.
The old turtle wailed "life is miserable" and spit out a wooden tablet from his mouth, indicating that he was willing to be a partial god under the Great Mother of Sores.
It must have a place to live now to stabilize its current state, otherwise this incarnation will slowly weaken and die.
Pan Hao took the tablet, knowing in his heart that the turtle had surrendered, and said with a smile: "Very good, very good."
"You are a blessing in disguise and you will not regret this decision. Although the population of Qingshi Town and Hujinkou is not large, it will definitely increase in the next few years, and there are other benefits..."
"Oh, let's not talk about it now, it's more important to get down to business."
There was originally a small temple on the island in the middle of the lake at Hujinkou. It was originally dedicated to the Water Ghost King, but now it is dedicated to the tablet of the Mother of Sores.
Pan Hao and Li Qingshan rode a tortoise and paddled ashore, placed the tablet of Turtle Spirit Mother on the side of Mother Susheng, lit a stick of incense, bowed several times, and murmured some words.
Gradually, a strange understanding came to the mind of "Turtle Spirit Mother", and it successfully took root here. Although this incense was weak, it was endless. Its tired eyes gradually recovered.
I have regained my vitality and am no longer as anxious as before.
After further careful experience, this foundation seems to be extremely solid, as if it is just a small sapling in a vast mountain. The vast and boundless backing can't be seen at a glance. The mountain is so high that it is tens of thousands of miles away, and the mountain is so broad that it seems to exceed
The realm of mountains and seas.
Even if this small temple at Hujinkou is forcibly destroyed, this foundation will not be lost.
"Turtle Spirit Mother" was stunned. It seemed to be the first time she faced this situation.
"Ha, ha, my lord...my lord...will not treat you badly!" The sore mother gushed out in human language, gibbering excitedly, "My lord is my backer, so don't worry!"
It actually has a little brother now. Even this little brother was much stronger in the past and was the object of its envy in the past!
But now he has become a subordinate!
"Ahem, it's okay."
After completing the entire ceremony, Pan Hao waved his hand confidently: "Then, let's set off along the waterway now and rush back to Qingshi Town as quickly as possible. You show up quickly and drive away those officers and soldiers!"
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Wang Hao, who was observing this scene in the sky, was also satisfied and smiled indifferently: "And this turtle is actually quite reasonable. It is really a rare species and it is quite big."
He really likes turtles, creatures with long lifespans and spirituality.
In the pond in the yard, there are also 4 tortoises and 4 pearl turtles. Every time you feed them and wave your hands, these turtles will keep swimming with their hands and feet, trying their best to please their owners.
The turtles in the game seem pretty good too.
"Pan Hao's ability is quite reliable. He recruited the Turtle Spirit Mother in just a few words. He is worthy of being taught by me."
"What kind of official position should I give this Turtle Spirit Mother... the same as Second Lieutenant Turtle?"
"Wait a minute, why are all the brothers I recruited turtles?" Wang Hao was surprised to discover this. Could it be that in the future, he must recruit an army of turtles to conquer the mountains and seas?
His perspective followed Pan Hao and others, constantly moving.
Both "Turtle Spirit Mother" and "Sore Mother" are water-resistant. As their limbs continue to swing, the sound of crashing waves sounds, and the swimming speed is actually faster than a carriage on land.
As the righteous god who has ruled Fenghua City for hundreds of years, the Mother Turtle Spirit actually has many younger brothers - a large wave of large and small turtles, perhaps as many as thousands.
However, it is obvious that these turtles do not have much fighting power for the time being, and they are not very intelligent. They just look like a group of gloomy turtles, which is quite spectacular. It is not known how many good and spiritual seedlings can emerge from them.
Lao Wang had a strange idea in his mind: "There are so-called 'shrimp soldiers and crab generals' in the Dragon Palace. It seems that it is not impossible for me to use these turtles as combat power."
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In Qingshi Town, time passes by minute by minute.
Not only were the officers and soldiers suffering, the militiamen in the town, Huang Youcai and others were also suffering terribly.
Only No. 24 and others got the news in advance from the Conch earphones, and they felt a little more at ease.
While waiting anxiously, the leader, Wang Tianshi, couldn't bear it any longer and began to put pressure on him: "An hour has passed and the Mother Turtle Spirit has not yet appeared. This person from Qingshi Town is lying endlessly and must be trying his best to hide the arson."
Monster, if you don't catch this officer, can you afford it?"
"Aren't you ready with your crossbows and starting the attack?"
The inspectors also seemed a little hesitant, and someone tried to smooth things over by saying, "Wang Tianshi, you still have two sticks of incense left..."
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. I've been waiting for so long, and I don't care about the time of two sticks of incense."
There are still many officers and soldiers, but they are admiring the big wave of golden wheat. This harvest is really good visible to the naked eye!
In this era, farming was considered a basic skill. Most soldiers were born into poor families and had to go home to farm after completing their military service.
Therefore, they were most enthusiastic about the harvest in the fields. The more they looked at it, the more familiar it looked. In addition, it was time for rest, so the discussion became more and more heated, and all kinds of rumors and rumors came out.
"I heard that these acres of fields were plowed by the local deity, the Sore Mother, and fertilized in them. That's why the harvest of the crops is so good!"
"Really! The Sore Mother can still plow the fields? Then why doesn't the Turtle Spirit Mother over there plow the fields?"
"Hmph, you don't know much. The Great Mother with Sores was driven out by the evil god once in the past, but now she has returned and she is very considerate of the people!" The young man started to brag.
"And the rice seeds were also given by the Sore Mother. They grow like monkeys in the sky, changing every day!"
"As long as you move here and spend a little money, you can buy seeds."
"I heard from others that there is a god above the Sore Mother, named Wuming Ancestor. The Wuming Ancestor said that this year's harvest can be doubled, and the harvest will be so good! Such a land god
But it’s too little.”
"Who says it's not the case... There are still a lot of empty wastelands here. If you have desperate relatives from far away, you can come here to farm."
After all, the militiamen in Fenghua City are not modern professional soldiers, let alone the so-called discipline. More and more people are whispering to each other.
"Silence! Silence!" Wang Tianshi shouted, feeling quite angry in his heart, "The hour is coming soon. If Qingshi Town doesn't let anyone go, we will rush in, capture and set fire to the demon from Guifu."
However, at this moment, cheers came from the direction of Qingshi Town, and the crowd was heard screaming from a distance: "It's the Great Mother Turtle Spirit, the Great Mother Turtle Spirit really appeared from the river!"
When Wang Tianshi heard this voice, he suddenly "thumped" and had a not-so-good premonition in his heart.
"Let me just say that it was not my people from Qingshi Town who set fire to the temple... Haha, Mother Turtle Spirit came to us."
"Wang Tianshi, the Turtle Spirit Mother has really appeared." A scout hurriedly came to report.
Seeing that the matter was about to be exposed, Wang Tianshi and several Taoists around him looked at each other and could only make up their minds and took out a simple gourd from his arms.
This gourd is the size of a palm and has an unattractive appearance. However, the moment the bottle cap is opened, a thick black smoke pours out from the gourd.
"What are you doing?" Several patrol inspectors shouted in fear. Before they had time to react, they were enveloped in thick black smoke.
After inhaling this cloud of black smoke, these soldiers were confused and confused. For a while, their hands and feet became inoperable, like puppets on strings, and their every move was controlled by someone.
"You forced me!" Wang Tianshi sneered, with a look of pain on his face.
"This ecstasy smoke is really useful...it's a pity that there is only one gourd of smoke, which is a treasure at the bottom of the box."
He waved his hand and instructed the Yellow Turban warrior puppet standing at the front: "The army will attack and flatten Qingshi Town, leaving no one behind!"
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The residents of Qingshi Town were rejoicing as the Turtle Spirit Mother came riding the waves, looking very majestic, with Pan Hao, Li Qingshan and Xu Zhijun on her back.
Obviously, the facts are on his side.
But before they could say anything more, the observation team discovered something strange outside the city.
A thick black mist rose up, and all the officers and soldiers were involved. As long as they were swept away by this black smoke, they would immediately lose their consciousness and become controlled by others.
"Report, those Taoists jumped over the wall and used a black mist to control the soldiers. Those yellow scarf warriors are coming to kill them!"
The outbreak of war seemed sudden but not surprising!
"Sure enough, it's not that simple." No. 24 stroked his glasses. This was the first conflict between modern civilization and indigenous civilization. He was even eager to know the fighting power of the indigenous people.
The first ones to launch the charge were the tall yellow scarf warriors. These huge puppets held hundreds of kilograms of Yanyue knives. Only one of them was needed to forcefully break into the city gate.
The militiamen in Qingshi Town were suddenly shocked. They had never practiced magic. How could their mortal bodies be able to defeat such weapons of war?
"Folks and elders, there is no need to be alarmed. These evil spirits are connected with the evil gods to seize the throne of the Goddess of the Turtle Spirit. They also use poison to bewitch the officers and soldiers of the imperial court with the intention of annihilating our Qingshi Town. Their intentions are worthy of death."
"We also have the magical weapons given by the Great Mother of Sores and the Great Mother of Turtle Spirits!"
Pan Hao stood on the high bulge of the turtle's back and shouted: "Let go!"
There was a loud "boom"!
A huge Roshan bomb was launched, setting off a scorching wave of air.
The earth shook!
The horse was frightened and jumped up with its hooves.
This Roshan bomb has the highest yield transmitted, about 400 kilograms of TNT, with an effective radius of 500 meters. That means everything within 500 meters will be reduced to powder, and even a big crater can be blown up on the ground.
Its burning radius is as much as one meter, and after one shot, blazing flames ignited across a kilometer radius.
This shot just hit the few yellow turban warriors at the front, causing waves of heat.
Even the Yellow Turban Warriors couldn't withstand the frontal attack of the artillery shells, and they were reduced to dust with just one blow!
The battlefield was surprisingly quiet.
Both the civilians on our own side and the Taoists standing further away were all stunned.
What is this...?
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"This is the light of the right path!" Lao Wang saw this rising mushroom cloud, and he was extremely enthusiastic deep in his heart.
Unfortunately, the transmission cost of this large-yield artillery shell is too expensive, and there is only one large one.
The rest are all small.
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As for those Taoists, after they slowly recovered from the shock, some of them became timid: "This explosion...how to hit it? Even the gunpowder on the suspended mountain is not so powerful."
"I heard that the artillery on the floating mountain can blow up the city wall. But how could this... Mother Turtle Spirit have such a weapon?"
Everyone looked at such a big pit on the ground with lingering worries. Fortunately, they were far away, otherwise, wouldn't it be turned into ashes with one shot?
But at this moment, they are already riding a tiger and it is impossible for them to surrender!
Because once they surrender, these betrayed officers and soldiers will tear them into pieces!
Therefore, these Taoists can only place their hopes on the small number of such artillery shells, and have prepared other, more vicious weapons.
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"There are still 16 Yellow Turban warriors!"
"These machine puppets are approaching the city wall. We can no longer use artillery shells, otherwise they will splash us." The captain of the special forces shouted, "Steam machine gun, shoot!"
"Please find a way to capture a few alive and shoot their feet, but don't hit other places."
Chuchuchu!
The steam machine gun spits out raging tongues of flame, and the bullets it spits out will produce a small explosion after hitting the Yellow Turban Warriors.
The war was not as fierce as imagined. After all, it was a long-distance melee fight, and it turned into a one-sided massacre.
After a while, the dust dispersed.
There were only some burning puppet fragments left at the gate of the town, none of which could touch the city wall, and several others had their lower bodies blown away and were paralyzed on the ground.
This strange war shocked the militiamen in Qingshi Town!
That powerful "yellow scarf warrior", who could even challenge the evil god alone, was actually massacred one-sidedly!
Friendly damage - almost none!
Nothing is more shocking than this.
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"A great victory, a great victory!" Lao Wang became more and more excited and attributed the credit to himself.
He carefully selected these weapons and spent more than 30 years of effort to transport them.
"Could it be that we can capture Fenghua City, a big city today?!"
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"Everyone, take a look, this is the magical weapon given to us by the Turtle Spirit Mother and the Sore Mother!"
Pan Hao stood on the back of the turtle and shouted proudly: "Today is the decisive battle between the Turtle Spirit Mother and the evil god. Use whatever means you have!"
The Turtle Spirit Mother's head has been shrunk in her shell, and she doesn't remember what magical weapons she has given her.
This turtle is very thin-skinned, it just came here to take refuge. I don't even dare to think about revenge.
On the contrary, the sore-skinned mother was so thick-skinned that she shouted arrogantly: "Gah! Ouch!"
Huang Youcai was sweating coldly, looking at the two giant turtles by the river, sitting on the ground, "How could it be given by the Turtle Spirit Mother and the Sore Mother..."
He turned his head and glanced at his son-in-law Ding Zhijing.
Even the scholar was so frightened that he stood motionless and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Ding Zhijing was a little confused when he saw those ferocious barrels at first, but now he finally knows...this is a great weapon - a great weapon against the imperial court!
What the Great Mother of Turtle Spirits, the Great Mother of Sores... all are bullshit!