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

Chapter 35 The Golden Belt, A Great Harvest!
After briefly repelling Lin Shouzhou and his men, Yang Lu's face turned ashen as she hurried to the iron gate of the warehouse.

As Yang Lu exhaled a breath of stale air, a strong metallic taste rose in her throat.

With the combined efforts of eight second-rate martial artists and one master archer, especially with Lin Shouzhuo, a freak who had mastered the essence of boxing and could not be considered an ordinary second-rate martial artist, they were able to achieve their goal.

Yang Lu ultimately suffered minor injuries.

"The door was closed?"

Yang Lu frowned when she saw the tightly closed iron gate.

Then he noticed a pair of wet footprints, toes pointing inwards, disappearing in front of the iron gate.

Yang Lu's heart sank suddenly.

"Master Yang!"

The man holding the repeating crossbow flipped down and landed in front of Yang Lu.

Then he pointed to the banner pillar in the courtyard.

The man's voice was hoarse as he said, "The key to the warehouse door is on the pillar."

Yang Lu's clothes were soaked through, and water droplets dripped down her cheeks and into the mud at her feet.

He looked up at the banners in the courtyard, as if he had lost all his strength, and remained silent for a long time.

One scream after another rang out.

Without his restraint, the people in the mortar and pestle were no match for Lin Shouzhuo and his group. In the very moment of the battle, countless people were killed or injured.

Many people were already filled with fear and fled for their lives.

"This group of scoundrels not only sent out more than twenty second-rate fighters, but also secretly sent out light-footed masters who were at least first-rate in their skill to cover the battle."

Such cunning and treacherous schemes, so meticulously planned, how could our Wanlong Rice Mill possibly defend against them?

Thinking of this, Yang Lu finally felt fear and quickly shouted, "Retreat!"

After saying that, Yang Lu led the way in fleeing, casually knocking away Shui San'er who was blocking her way, and then jumped over the wall into the rain!

With Yang Lu gone, the remaining people in the rice mill were no longer a threat.

The screams abruptly ceased, and the thick stench of blood, which even the torrential rain couldn't wash away, indicated that almost the entire army had been wiped out.

After a while.

Lin Shouzhou, Sun Xiao, Huo Yue, and others gathered under the banners in the backyard, looking up at the string of copper ring keys in silence.

Even the slowest person would realize it at this moment.

Tonight, it seems that a master of light-footed kung fu hid in the shadows and silently took away Yang Lu's warehouse key, and even scared her away.
Lin Shouzhou's face was sallow. After taking a healing pill, he looked at Tang Jie suspiciously.

"Were they sent by Master Liu?"

Tang Jie looked surprised.
"Wasn't it sent by Master Zhao?"

Then everyone fell silent again.

After counting the interest,
Lin Shouzhou said with a wry smile, "Cut down the banner and take the key!"

With a snap, the ironwood flagpole, which was over ten feet long, broke in two.

The group took the keys and opened the warehouse door.

Before long, someone discovered scattered tin boxes outside a brick kiln.

"Hibiscus oil lamp?"

Lin Shouzhou frowned as he looked at the surface of the tin box and its strange name.

He opened the tin box and took a gentle sniff.

Sun Xiao and the others also curiously approached, peeking their heads out.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Shouzhou's expression changed drastically the next moment. He jumped up as if he were on fire, and his originally sallow face turned an unnatural flush.

He slammed the tin box shut, then kicked away Sun Xiao and the others who had come closer, one after another. In a flash, he kicked all the scattered tin boxes into the wooden crate.

He shouldered the wooden crate, his expression grave.

Lin Shouzhou had a vague feeling that they had discovered something extraordinary on this trip.

"Move what you can, and for what you can't move, scatter this fine rice on the hillside, and people will come and scramble for it!"

Lin Shouzhou quickly gave the order: "Demolish, burn, smash, and loot! We can't leave any for the mill!"

Sun Xiao and the others clutched their chests, gasping for breath as they stood up. They didn't know what Lin Shouzhou had discovered, but he was avoiding the hibiscus oil lamp like the plague.

While they were still in a daze, Tang Jie and the other three from Jinyuan Street had already started moving out with their bags and packages.

"Quick, do it!"

"Tang Jie, you idiot, I've never seen you move so swiftly in a fight!" In just a few incense sticks' time, the seven or eight rice granaries on both sides were completely emptied by the crowd.

The wasteland and roadside were also piled with wheat grains soaked by the rain, left for the nearby mountain people.

The rice mill has a bad reputation; if the rice isn't damaged and soiled, the mountain people won't dare to come and move it.

The kerosene can overturned onto the wooden planks inside the rice warehouse, and sparks flew as the flint and steel struck it, igniting a burst of light with a "whoosh."

Although the heavy rain prevented the fire from spreading into a raging inferno, it was still enough to burn down the inside of these rice granaries.

The flickering flames cast flickering light on Lin Shouzhou's face, while thick clouds billowed out wisps of smoke in the wind and rain.

Lin Shouzhou stared at the scene, momentarily lost in thought, seemingly lost in thought.

"go!"

After doing all this, Lin Shouzhou and the others followed the path they had come from.

After descending Micang Mountain, we saw that the horse caravan that had come from us was still waiting in the same spot, showing remarkable intelligence.

In no time, the horse packs that had been prepared in advance were stuffed full.

The horses' hooves moved like the wind, and the group quickly disappeared into the dust.

……

"Hiccup~ I, the Golden-Headed Overlord, am one and a half inches long and the king of all insects. You little creatures think you can defeat me?"

Zhuang Kun reeked of alcohol and treated the purple gourd like an ancestor, hiding it in his bosom as if afraid that the Golden-Headed Overlord would get even a drop of rain on it.

"Little tyrant, big tyrant, you must eat well and grow tall. When you're 1.6 inches tall, find the thousand-year-old green scorpion hidden in Wuqing County, and we two will ascend to heaven in one step, no longer being ordinary people!"

Zhuang Kun returned victorious from his insect-fighting match, laughing heartily all the way, swaying from side to side as he walked.

The moon was high in the sky, and the heavy rain gradually subsided, pattering softly in the night breeze like a light veil.

For some reason, Zhuang Kun felt that the mountain road tonight was particularly difficult to walk on, muddy and slippery, and that he would fall if he wasn't careful.

After walking for a while, the familiar rice granary came into view in the distance.

familiar?

wrong!

Looking at the mess, the smoke billowing everywhere, the rice warehouse was completely unfamiliar.

Zhuang Kun was startled and immediately sobered up.

"What happened? Where's my rice bin?"

"Fire? There's a fire?"

"Impossible! With Senior Yang overseeing things, how could there be a fire? And the corpses... how come there are still corpses..."

"Oh no, it's a night attack!"

After searching through the ruins for a while, Zhuang Kun gradually understood something.

He trembled all over, his face ashen, and the purple gourd in his arms offered him no warmth whatsoever.

The top-tier rice granary is gone!

Even Senior Yang's fate is unknown!

Zhuang Kun only wanted to rely on his brother-in-law's connections to be a parasite, lying on fragrant rice, preying on the common people, disgusting the lower classes, and fighting with grasshoppers.

How did the top-tier rice granary disappear in the blink of an eye?
Moreover, even the gifts and hibiscus oil prepared for that lord were gone!
Zhuang Kun felt utterly hopeless.

Zhuang Kun muttered to himself, "Go back...no, no, I can't go back..."

We really can't go back.

Everyone else is dead, why aren't you, Zhuang Kun, dead?

If everyone is still alive, what if someone reports Zhuang Kun for neglecting his duties and skipping work to play with crickets?
Did you leak the information and collude with outsiders?
Such a big thing, even his brother-in-law couldn't protect him, and might even want him dead more than anyone else!

Thinking of this, Zhuang Kun pursed his lips, smeared his entire body with black, and stumbled away into the Micang Mountains.

……

"We've struck it rich! There's no faster way to make money than by robbing someone!!"

Chen Shunan climbed over the wall into the house, took off his tight-fitting clothes, wiped the water off his body, and changed into clean clothes.

Still shaken, he stared at the gold and white items in the small box, his throat dry.

The red ones are gold, the white ones are silver, the round ones are pearls, and the shiny ones are treasures…

Chen Shunan quickly estimated that the box was worth at least five hundred taels of silver!

(End of this chapter)