Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 15 Brother, have mercy on me, sister!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
In the courtyard, Chen Shunan leaped onto the stakes.

He had been traveling a hundred miles all night, yet he showed no signs of fatigue. On the contrary, under the influence of the lamplight and the subtle fragrance of incense, he appeared energetic, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

The body sways gently like a willow branch, and the Qi and blood flow through the meridians at an abnormal rate.

Deep within the body, the remaining medicinal effects of the Dragon Elephant Bone Tempering Pill were completely exhausted.

suddenly,

Chen Shunan's movements froze, and his bones crackled and popped like thunder, a total of one hundred and seven times.

Another seed of vital energy and blood is hidden deep within the bone marrow.

After counting the interest,
Once Chen Shunan recovered, his movements became fluid and effortless, as if divinely inspired, and he naturally unleashed the second move of the "Flying Immortal of Flesh" technique.

With his arches raised like a scorpion's tail, two sharp, crackling sounds rang out, sending ripples through the air!

Little leg cross!
Target the Chengshan acupoint, located in the middle of the back of the opponent's calf!

Once hit, the legs spasm, and the kidneys and lower back feel like they're being pricked with needles!

Chen Shunan was overjoyed.

However, before Chen Shunan could think too much about it,

The next moment, the strange excitement vanished abruptly.

His legs suddenly went weak!
"Holy shit!!"

Chen Shunan lost his balance and knelt down on the plum blossom stakes.

This scene looks familiar.

After a while.

Chen Shunan looked exhausted, his eyes were vacant, he leaned against the wall with his left hand and pressed his waist with his right, and slowly returned to the bedroom.

He felt physically exhausted and spiritually empty.

"wrong!"

He suddenly realized what was happening, his eyes filled with terror. He mustered some strength in his arms, moved the bed aside, and locked the tin box directly into the dark room.

So weird!

During the cooking process, one is full of energy and clear-headed; even an ordinary person can leap into becoming a martial arts prodigy.

One practice session is better than ten regular sessions!

But once he stopped cooking, he lost his appetite and couldn't eat or drink anything, which made Chen Shunan feel a little uneasy.

Having just been stimulated, his blood and qi experienced some unusual sensations.

With almost no need for Chen Shunan to control it, "Flying Immortal Meat" operated automatically.

It seems that "Flying Immortal of Flesh" has its own life.

Evil!
"I would rather die than touch it!"

Chen Shunan gritted his teeth.

Moreover, Chen Shunan has no need to get involved!

Lying in bed, I felt a throbbing pain in my temples.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Shunan finally drifted off to sleep.

I tossed and turned all night, plagued by nightmares.

……

"Where's my brother? Brother?"

"Brother, wake up!"

"Brother, what's wrong? Don't scare me..."

A mournful sound came from nearby, sometimes near, sometimes far, ethereal and uncertain.

Chen Shunan slowly opened his eyes and saw that the sky was bright, so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes.

Chen Shunan's voice was a little hoarse.

"Wan Niang? What time is it?"

When Wan Niang saw that Chen Shun'an had woken up, she breathed a sigh of relief. She supported herself on the edge of the bed with one hand, leaned forward like a willow, and reached out her other hand to touch Chen Shun'an's forehead.

"Thank goodness, you don't have a fever. Did you stay up late last night, bro?"

Wan Niang gave Chen Shun'an a strange look.

The faint herbal scent of laundry soap wafted over.

What Chen Shunan saw was a voluptuous, fragrant futon.

How utterly vulgar!

Chen Shunan originally intended to reprimand Wan Niang in this way.

But it's just too big.

Chen Shunan stood up somewhat dazedly, his clothes disheveled.

Wan Niang, with her sharp eyes, looked down and was shocked by what she saw.

"what!!"

A scream rang out, and Wan Niang was so frightened that she ran out of the house.

A nightmare left Chen Shunan still somewhat dazed.

Seeing Wan Niang fleeing in panic, he instinctively grabbed her hand.

Who would have thought that Wan Niang would be so devoid of her usual generosity and boldness, her face deathly pale, like a captured little white rabbit.

He immediately knelt before Chen Shunan, bowed and kowtowed to him, and begged,

"Brother, don't try to scare me with that thing!"

"Sister Zhang, Sister Zhang was poisoned to death by your stuff! I served you water and tea, washed your feet, cooked for you, did everything for you without a single complaint, but... I don't want to die! Chunhong can't live without me!"

[Wish +1]

[Wish +1]

...

One text after another jumped into view.

Chen Shunan jolted awake, instantly snapping back to reality.

Indeed, even the most wicked people can be inspired to worship.

But at this moment, Chen Shunan was somewhat disheartened.

He had almost forgotten that the rumor about him was highly poisonous.

Since arriving in the capital, only Madam Zhang knew this secret.

It seems that it was Lady Zhang who secretly told Wan Niang.

At first, Chen Shunan firmly believed that he was fine.

He had secretly observed and spied on other men, and they were all pretty much the same.

But as time went on, especially after all five wives inexplicably passed away...

Chen Shunan began to doubt himself.

Could that guy really be poisonous?

Chen Shunan let go of his hand, sat down wearily, his throat so dry it felt like it was on fire.

He finished the remaining herbal tea from last night in one gulp. Then he waved his hand and said...
"Wan Niang, you can go out now. I need to rest for a bit."

Wan Niang hung her head, not daring to look at Chen Shun'an.

She timidly left the bedroom, and as soon as she stepped over the threshold, her limbs, which had been clenched tightly, immediately stretched out, and she dashed into the kitchen.

"I'm not sick."

Sitting on the stool, Chen Shunan opened and closed his eyes, revealing a glint of shrewdness.

"Perhaps it's because my birth chart and destiny are different."

In the Changbai Holy Dynasty, everyone, from high-ranking officials to impoverished commoners, was extremely superstitious.

The Chinese almanac is an essential household item; people check it before going out each day to see if it's auspicious or inauspicious.

This is incredibly incredible for a world with extraordinary powers.

"Perhaps, when I come into contact with cultivators, or when I reach the perfection of the herbal talisman and advance to the ninth-rank divine office, I will know the secrets behind it." Chen Shunan let out a long breath.

I'll keep this matter to myself for now.

This is a long-term consideration.

Chen Shunan then began to think about the hibiscus oil lamp from yesterday.

Without a doubt, once the hibiscus oil spreads and circulates in the world, it will have a huge impact on the structure of the Holy Dynasty.

Chen Shunan could almost picture many martial artists taking risks, breaking the law with their martial arts, causing public order to collapse, and families to be destroyed.

and,

Tongzhou Wuqing County is more than a thousand miles away from Nanhai Prefecture.
To transport the hibiscus oil here and bypass the Holy Dynasty's numerous inspections, the only option is to travel by water, using the Grand Canal.

It's simply impossible to achieve this by relying solely on the ghost market's underworld funds.

Wuqing County is located in the capital, so there must be a force behind it quietly making this happen.

"Caobang, Usuifang, the four major pot shops in Hanozudu, Chaibang Fish Market? Or... our Shuiwozi?"

Chen Shunan clicked his tongue.

After all, Shuiwozi was a local tyrant in the capital, and his methods were not clean.

The landlords in Wuqing County, the pulley operators of the North Canal branch, and even the Baishan people of the Dadu Water Merchants Association, might do anything to make huge profits.

Unfortunately, Chen Shunan's position was too low, making it difficult for him to access many secrets and the truth.

"The Qianning delegation's visit to the emperor, the smuggling of hibiscus oil, and the repeated falls into wells in Shuiwozi all seem to be inextricably linked."

Thinking of this, Chen Shunan felt somewhat helpless.

He just wanted to become a god honestly and send out blessings, so why was he being forced to do this?
Fortunately, these things were not originally aimed at him; they were just collateral damage.

"Second-rate is far from enough, incense offerings! More incense offerings! Upgrading of Qingji, promotion of the herbal register..."

A sense of urgency rose in Chen Shunan's heart.

……

Banno Tsuto was a vital transportation hub on the Grand Canal, naturally bustling and lively, even known as the premier ferry crossing under the emperor's nose.

The streets outside the ferry terminal are dotted with hundreds of large businesses.

There were businesses selling silk and imported fabrics called "Eight Great Shops," as well as century-old pharmacies like Changchuntang, fur shops, hat shops, and bookstores...

They were all bright and spacious courtyards, lined up one after another, welcoming and seeing off guests.

Just across the street, in the shantytown built along the river, was a scene of filth, chaos, and smog, rife with gambling dens, prostitution rings, underground boxing matches, and cricket fighting...

Every few days, you can see nameless people lying on the street, their deaths gruesome.

The passersby looked indifferent, clearly already used to it.

"That's strange, where did Qingpi Ma go these past two days?"

"The time for the lottery to change zones is almost here, why haven't they shown up yet?"

The two thugs who had collected the cleaning fees with Qingpi Ma that day stood diagonally opposite Baoju, each leaning on their canes and muttering to themselves.

However, every time they change districts, these guys have a habit of 'moving' – either clearing out accounts or transferring their hidden money.

After all, although the members of the pot eat from the same pot, sleep in the same room, and wear the same clothes, they are all in name only.

But as brothers, in our hearts, money can never be divided fairly.

Everyone should keep things private and spend money freely, without any hesitation in private matters.

Therefore, both of them assumed that Qingpi Ma had probably gone to find prostitutes again.

But as time passes.

In the shantytown, a group of men, banging drums and gongs, walked briskly along the street, calling for their brothers to gather and draw lots.

At that moment, the two of them suddenly stood up, looked at each other, and a thought popped into their minds at the same time.

Oh no, something's happened!

Green hemp is more likely to bring misfortune than good fortune.

"Quickly, go and inform General Trident!"

"Alright, then go to the rendezvous point and let the brothers know!"

The two said something to each other and quickly left back to back.

As they reached the end of the street, the two suddenly turned around, using their crutches to move swiftly through the streets and alleys, even their lame leg exerting force.

It seemed as if they were racing against someone.

then,

The two arrived at the dog hole in a dilapidated green wall almost simultaneously.

The two men, panting heavily, exchanged a glance and both revealed a sly smile.

The two worked together, one lifting the bricks and tiles outside the dog hole while the other crawled into it.

In no time, they pulled out a square copper box.

It is secured with an iron lock.

"Hahahaha... Green-skinned Ma really hid his secret stash of money here! That unlucky guy before also hid his money here, he can't even come up with a different trick!"

One person was secretly delighted.

One of them picked up a brick at his feet and smashed the iron lock to pieces with all his might.

The copper box opened with a click.

The two were dumbfounded.

There wasn't a single piece of silver inside, just a few hundred copper coins, and the "Dog Fist" boxing manual practiced by Qingpi Ma.

No, what about the money for the green hemp?
Did they all go to prostitutes?
Impossible! That greenhorn only likes to freeload!
The two looked at each other, both somewhat dejected.

But no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat.

After dividing the spoils, the two quickly sealed the dog hole again.

After walking only a few steps, a tall and burly man blocked the road, with a red beard peeking out from his cheeks and his upper lip forming a shape like a harpoon.

The burly man looked at the two with a half-smile.

"What are you two doing here? Do I have to come and call you to gather?"

Trident General?!
This man is one of Chief Song's top generals!

The two men felt a sudden jolt, then quickly took a few steps and decisively handed over the stolen money.

General Trident looked at it and shook his head.
"Not enough. I don't believe that Qingpi Ma has all that money left."

The two men looked distressed, exchanged a glance, and then reluctantly took out a few more taels of silver.

"Hahaha... Good brothers, good brothers! We share the money and the women! That's the kind of people we Xixian Guohuo are!"

General Trident accepted the money with satisfaction, warmly and affectionately put his arms around the two men's shoulders, and then laughed and left.

As for whether Qingpi Ma is dead or not, where his body is, and who the murderer is.

None of the people present paid any attention.

These days, people dying is all too common.

Moreover, given Qingpi Ma's self-righteous nature, it's already a miracle that he's still alive.

These two thugs suddenly remembered what had happened on Yinding Street a couple of days ago.

Andy Lau, Chan Shun-on...

But the two remained silent, showing no intention of saying anything more.

General Trident felt the heavy weight in his arms and thought to himself,

"Cui, the 'ghost money' expert at the ghost market, says he's got his hands on a batch of top-quality medicine, with extraordinary efficacy, but it's a bit pricey. I wonder if he has enough money..."

Seeing the Trident General leave.

The two thugs dared not speak out in anger and could only talk in hushed tones.

"We should bring in another person."

"Hmm, we'll still follow the same pattern as Qingpi Ma... but this time, once we discover someone is missing, we'll start dividing the loot!"

The two of them secretly resolved to optimize the process.

(End of this chapter)