Sha Po Lang

It's an island in the East Sea, and the map is very unclear, like a series of random ink ideas.

The layout of the whole beam was in his mind, but he never remembered where there was such a place. The merchant boat didn't even have a decent turbine lamp. The indoor oil lamp was dim. Even with glassflakes, he had a hard time looking at things. He frowned slightly and tried to brighten the oil lamp.

Ge Fat Xiao: “This is the map that Master Lan gave me. I read that there is no such place on the map from the army. It's probably all small islands that can't be inhabited. There are either turbulent or reef circles around, and there are many folk haunted legends. The locals don't know that there are islands here. ”

Far from land, you can't swim, you can only fly by boat.

And the "iris” is slow and very dependent on the compass, and if there is a great deal of chaos around the island, they will not come - especially if the east is basically Dongxian territory, and the “iris” or “pi” of the beam would be somewhat provocative if they sneak around for no reason. The “eagle” maintenance is demanding for the armor division, it is not easy to maintain, the Donghai line is calm and accustomed, and is not equipped with this type of army.

Changg couldn't help but ask: "If there are no drawings from the army, where did you get this map, Master? ”

Ge Fatty replied seriously: “He said that the former dynasty loved Donghaizhu. Fishermen were forced by the age of Gong to do nothing. He formed a Zhuzhu death squad and accidentally hit this place. It was painted. ”

Long g: “…”

That monk's stupid kid's bullshit is so fabulous.

Fatty turned to Gu Xiao, comparing: “Master Hou, what should we do? ”

Gu Zheng couldn't answer in time. The whole hull suddenly trembled violently. Gu Zheng held onto the risky dumped oil lamp and gave a look, indicating that Xiao Ge Fat put away everything on the table.

Ge Fat Xiao immediately took a deep, intelligent breath, pushed his chest and stomach tight, and threw this pile of chicken puppies into his arms.

Changg grabbed the sword on the table: “I'll go out and take a look. ”

"Wait, I'm going too! ”

The two of them went out in the mountains before and after. Gu Jiao took off the glass mirror and put it aside, rubbing the sour eyes.

The location of that small island is very delicate. It crosses the eastern islands and is not adjacent to the Great Beam, pointing directly at Jinan Province. If well designed, approaching Jingxi Heavy Land would not be easy.

However, the Navy of Daliang is no longer weak, nor can the Little Dongyi be shaken up. To date, no purple gold mine has been found in the East China Sea. Daliang is extremely strict on purple gold exports. In this regard, it is like a hairless iron rooster. The Dongyuan need to buy purple gold in large quantities, either from the Westerners at a high price, or find a way to get it from the Daliang black market.

And the black market...

If the bandits do not collude with the officials, they will not last long.

The three generations of emperors in Daliang are abhorrent purple and flowing gold and black market seems like a dead and unfettered hundred bugs, the wind slightly relaxed, can immediately rekindle dead gray, think and know with your toes that it is certainly not all the business of civilian fatalities, there must be a shadow behind all forces.

Others will not say that Gu's hands are absolutely unclean. Otherwise, the purple gold allocated to him every year by the court alone, let alone the Xuanjiao Xuanjiao riding, can not even feed the black dog of the sparrow night tiger.

The people behind this massive smuggling of purple gold are bound to be small.

At this time, the cabin wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and the immortal monk walked in. He looked familiarly at the report and brought the door back.

Gu Xiao: “...”

He had to put the glasses off and put them back on for the reception.

Gu Xiao never figured it out. What makes you think he won't get beat up?

Is it because you're conscious?

In his cold eyes, Gu Run showered his head and searched for a chair to sit in front of Gu Run. “At night, you'll almost be in Artemisia, then the monk will be driven by the handsome. ”

Gu: “You're welcome - what will you do? I'm not short of lights. ”

Then: “…”

Gu Xiaozheng sat still slightly upright, and the blade was still in his blind eyes: “I didn't know that Linyuan's hand had reached the guardian temple. Master, why don't we open the skylight and say something bright? What do you want to do with this? ”

Then the smile dedicated to the edge of the face gradually converged, harvesting a high monk-like compassion: “‘Linyuan Pavilion’ has no malice. ”

Gu Jiao smiled and said, “Why else do you think you're still alive? ”

Before the legend, the kingdom was converging, and the emperor was incompetent. When the ceremony arrived, the various groups of males rose together.

The reason Tai/Zu Emperor stood out among them was due in large part to the mysterious Linyuan Palace's choice of him. Linyuan Pavilion to the noble officials, down to the traffickers, everything, the Netloqis countless, at the beginning of the founding of Daliang Emperor, Tai/Zu Wang read his great achievements, wanted to seal Linyuan Pavilion, then the chief of the pavilion did not resign, henceforth hid the rivers and lakes, and silenced this huge thing again to this day.

Gu Jiao; “The abyss dived and the world surfaced - all said that the Xuan Iron Camp was a crow, I see Your Excellency is the real crow. ”

His eyes dropped like a merciful, handsome Buddha: "The Horse Master knew where I was coming from, but he did not stop me from approaching His Highness. ”

Gu Zhuo looked at him silently

Absolutely: “The monks dare to speculate, what the handsome man is worried about, is not the same as us. ”

The boat line stabilized, the oil lamp on the table jumped, Gu Zheng converged hostility, long hair scattered sitting at the table, frowning with a faint wrinkle, like stepping on the soles of the feet all at once on the face.

The two were relatively silent, and the only way to communicate with each other was to make swift gestures, but also unhindered.

Absolutely: “Purple gold is burning too much. This fire is indelible. No one can stop it. Has the commander ever wanted to retreat? ”

Then, instead of waiting for Gu Qiu to answer, he continued: “Everyone said to calm down a martial arts man, he can only fight, only a knife in the hands of the Emperor, I can't see. Otherwise, why hasn't the marshal married yet? Is it really my brother's curse? ”

Gu Xiao seemed to smile, put on the glass mirror, put the blindfold back on, and don't want to talk to her anymore.

After the incident, he said sign language: “The Gu family did not retreat. If it were true that one day, Gu had to die for my grandfather's Jiangshan as fuel - by the way, next time you see the magician who healed my eyes, say hello to him on my behalf. ”

Since the first bowl of purple gold under the sky was dug out, the world is doomed to be no more peaceful.

One day, the hard-working farmers will lose to the iron puppets that never go out on the field, and the masters of the next generation will not be able to resist the firing of a thousand armies. All will face an unprecedented turmoil in order to regain their place, or be extremely rich or humble.

And those who are defeated on the stage lit with purple gold, there will be no more day to turn their backs.

This matter is as big as home, as small as third class and so on, all the same.

When everyone starts to realize this, the inevitable turmoil will surely come, only to see if that day is sooner or later. This is the vein of the times, let your heroes be invincible, and the King Horse will not be able to stop you.

Gu Zheng finished his last sentence, starting from the lookout, no longer ignored the monks, walked out of the cabin with his hands behind his back, intending to see what was going on outside, and all the monks could come to show their loyalty as if they were enemies.

As soon as he stood on the deck, he smelled a strange smell coming from the sea breeze, as if something was burning, Gu Qiu stood at the door, carefully discerning the smell coming from the wind, and then he realized that it was a slight strange smell when the impurities were burning.

The "merchant ships" slowly passed through the shallow waters next to the islands, with two platoons of neat "long beams” on both sides, snowy battleships lined up, ample ammunition, and smuggled purple gold merchant ships lined up like grass trucks travelling in the midst of thousands of military horses.

Gu Xiao, though invisible, had already guessed from the sudden tension of the air what was going on around him.

This battle, let alone the eagle of the three dates that he brought with him, will not be able to confront even Jiangnan sailors.

At this point, a familiar person leaned over and reached out and touched him silently.

Apart from the fact that people don't do this, they can help if they want to, they can't help if they don't, and they don't have as many steps as they can take.

Gu Zheng felt that he was always a little nervous in front of himself. Always show his presence very low first. Then, unless Gu Zheng reached out and let him hold on, he would follow along, never reaching out.

“Impossible,” Gu Zheng held on to his extended arm, wondering, "What are you nervous about with me? Is there any more kind father in the world than I am? ”

Changg wrote quickly in his hand: “There are at least hundreds of warships here, I am not sure if it is a sea cub...”

“Yes,” Gu Xiao replied, "I smell it, purple gold. ”

Long g: “…”

Didn't the monk say people can't smell purple gold? Only a dog inspector can do that?

Little Godfather's ability... isn't really necessary, is it?

Gu Zheng sighed and muttered in his heart without a grudge: “I am your loser's big brother, you have to distant me to the northwest to rest assured. This time, the old flower pond in the back garden will be fine, and the wind will be blowing! Time!”

In the evening, the monk changed his “nightgown” and ran to find Gu Zheng. Gu Zheng wore glasses. His ears could only hear the loud movement within two feet. He could barely see who was in the house through glasses in front of him. The “soldier” around him had a mute monk, a fake girl, a little fat man, and a son who was very handsome.

Outside is a pack of live ammunition marines and countless Oriental warriors and militiamen.

But nobody was nervous, because Gu Qiu was here, and he alone could represent thousands of troops.

“Don't play dumb,” Gu Zheng said correctly, "this‘ artemisia ’must have some of your people, otherwise why are you so worried? Come on, we're grasshoppers on a rope. ”

Then he read the Buddha silently, and found out that his patent "sandalwood” bead passed over. When Gu Zheng reached for it, he suddenly couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, and his very sensitive nose acutely caught a smell.

Gu Zheng leaned back and was never polite to the monk. “My God, Master, how long has it been since you bathed? It's almost time to pack the pulp. ”

The three teenagers immediately retreated three steps away simultaneously.

Chang Gu couldn't remember the first time in the palace with the monk when he first saw the image of this person. Master Run was sincere enough to face the Holy Lord, and he washed himself out like a little white lotus.

Gu Zheng's cold face sucked, his ears and eyes were inconvenient, the monk was mute, his nose was extremely spiritual, the monk did not like to bathe - surely, the world's bald donkeys did not fail to offend him.

One hundred and eight Buddha beads, apart from the beads, can be unscrewed in the middle of every two beads, with a steel stamp, for a total of thirty-six stamps, each representing a man from the abyss.

Gu Zheng remained silent for a while: "Is the Linyuan Palace leaning out? ”

Smiling without saying a word.

He frowned and asked, “What is Linyuan? ”

Suddenly he spoke, Gu Qiu couldn't hear the defense, until he saw the monk flutter and he guessed the conversation between them, immediately interrupting: “It's a bunch of crow mouths that can make a fool of themselves - don't explain, how can you contact these people?

Absolutely: “Others don't know, but I know one of them is the master musician of the fleet, just contact her first, and a monk can work for the dog. ”

Gu Zhenxin thought: “Our northwestern decent army doesn't even have a singing squad. There are musicians in the armies that support the militias. Where is the logic? ”

"Be very careful," said Chang Gu. "The Dongyuan had doubts about us, and I could feel the noodle man in the vicinity several times. ”

With a long head, Fatty Ge began to say, “Master, when will our men arrive? ”

Gu Zheng sat steadily, with a big Liang army god in his face, highly unpredictable - in fact, he didn't hear, trying to guess Ge Fatty's mouth type, but there was no sign language, he couldn't really see the mouth type alone.

Then he hurried out to save the scene. "Be patient and wait. The Gangnam Navy moves. It's easy to beat the snake..."

Through him, Gu Xiao immediately reacted. The Ge Fat novel was backup. The heart said: "I brought the eagle one hand to count. Yao Zhen's kind of food bucket that sleeps five hours a day doesn't know it will work. Cleaning up the battlefield is pretty much it. ”

As he thought about it, he interrupted Master Lan's words once again and said, "This size of the navy is not accumulated for two days a day. I suspect that there is a conspiracy to rebel, cleaning up these scrap iron is not an end, and it is important to find out who that person is. ”

The kindness rescue field was interrupted twice, and the master sat across from Gu Zheng with a good temper, smiling like a Uluo without a bath.

Lady Cao suddenly coughed dry. He hasn't spoken at all. Ever since he saw Gu Xiao's bearded outfit, he hasn't been able to speak in front of Gu Xiao. Yin Yang wrongly cheapened the deaf man.

Lady Cao scoured carefully: "I can also help you run errands. ”

Gu Zheng probably knew that the child would only be foolish all day long. He practiced his kung fu very sparsely. He refused. “No, keep pretending to be your little girl. ”

Lady Cao said carefully: “I will look like a Dongxian. ”

Gu Zheng frowned.

Madam Cao quickly explained: “I will. I have even dressed as a man. ”

Gu Xiao: “...”

He leaned forward slightly and asked sincerely, "Young man, do you know you're a man? ”

Madam Cao's face became red after a "blow”. All three souls roamed back and forth on the fiber rope. She couldn't care less to hear what he had said.

Gu Zheng's shoulder was suddenly pulled back by force. Long G would not be afraid to touch him. He stood behind him with a serious face. He looked like Shen Yinao.

Gu Zheng coughed dry and leaned back against his hand, solemnly saying: “That's not possible, you can't speak Dongzhi. ”

Madam Cao said a word and everyone else in the room was very surprised except Gu Xiao did not hear it - he said a complicated word, filled with a few words that did not know what it meant, the rest was the hard tongue of Daliang official language. The Dongyuan people on the merchant boat ran near the shore of Daliang for many years, they all spoke official language, but the tone of their own native language was strange, between or clumped together, Cao woman actually learned the only magic.

After speaking, Lady Cao saw everyone looking at him. She couldn't calm down and covered her face with a low head.

"Where did you learn that?" she asked. ”

Lady Cao replied with a grumble: “Listen to the two Dongxiao people who bring us food every day. ”

Knowing him in long grams, you don't have to ask later, there must be a good one.

So at night, a slender “young Dong Yi” God unwittingly landed on the island.

There were so many Dongxian people here. It was late. No one noticed him. He fought a cold war against the vertical sea fleet, and the girl ran away.

At the same time, an uninvited guest found them.

Chang Gu opened the door with a small stitch and said with a smile: “The general heard that a Mr. Xiang had arrived on our merchant ship and asked me to invite you to the feast. ”