C2227 Promotion to Riches
C2227 Promotion to Riches
These things should have been earned by the eastern barbarians after killing the richest men. Now, they were all cheap to Six Fans Gate and the yamen office. Dongfang Qingyu didn't know how they were distributed, but it was obvious that both of them wanted to be on good terms with him. That was why they gave him a portion. Although he knew that the Six Fans Gate and the yamen office would only get more, this unexpected fortune... He was still very happy.
He didn't immediately return to Azure Dragon City, but took a detour around the back. He entered the underground palace through the tunnel. The underground palace wasn't affected by the collapse of the tunnel, it was still intact. However, there were corpses everywhere, there were men in black, there were people from the Six Fans Gate... There were also people from the yamen.
"Yin Yang Heavenly Eye, open!"
The vertical eye between his brows split open, and divine light shot out. Dongfang Qingyu carefully inspected the underground palace. He suspected that it would not be that simple for the eastern barbarians to come all the way to the central plains and build a base here.
The underground palace was very large, but its structure was simple. Searching for it wasn't complicated. The eastern barbarians probably did not dare to build the underground palace with all their might. They were worried that it would attract the attention of the empire.
He meticulously looked through the underground palace, not even letting go of the dungeon. However, he did not discover anything. The people of Six Fans Gate were not only professional in investigating cases, they were also very professional in plagiarism. Some of the useless ones were taken away. Other than a few lost copper coin, no one picked them up. Dongfang Qingyu did not find anything useful.
Just as Dongfang Qingyu was about to leave in disappointment, his gaze fell upon the corpses that littered the ground. This wasn't the first time that Six Fans Gate had dealt with the eastern barbarians. They knew that the corpses of the eastern barbarians couldn't be touched. If they touched the corpses, they would explode and harm others and themselves. They did not deal with the corpses. However, if they didn't even take away the corpses of their own people, it would be a bit cold-blooded. The corpses of the bailiffs were also not taken away. It was not known that the NPCs were cold-blooded. Or was it because of tradition?
There was nothing strange about the other bodies. They were all covered with black scarves and there was nothing unusual about them. However, there was something wrong with the body of the president.
After a person died, the corpse should be cold. However, the president's corpse still had a temperature lower than a normal person's. However, it was not cold. This was very strange.
In other words, it was very likely that this fellow was not dead.
Suddenly, the president's head moved. Dongfang Qingyu was startled. He widened his eyes. The president's head was indeed moving. Not only was the head moving, but the body was also moving. The two of them were getting closer to each other.
"Could it be that it can be resurrected?" Dongfang Qingyu was very shocked. His head and body had been separated. How could he not die? His head rolled on the ground, and his body was relatively sluggish. He only struggled on the spot. He couldn't move, but the signal he sent out was very strong. It was as if it was guiding the head.
"Hehe, little one, I'm sorry." Just as the head and body were about to close, Dongfang Qingyu rushed forward and carried the head away.
The head struggled intensely in his hand, and the headless corpse stood up with a swoosh. This gave Dongfang Qingyu a scare. The headless corpse trembled slightly as it walked towards him and spread its arms. It wanted to snatch the head back. Its balance was very poor, and it almost fell down a few times.
"It can really be resurrected. Amazing!" Dongfang Qingyu saw that the headless corpse's movements were slow, and it didn't have any combat strength. He felt relieved. He threw his head into the Field Space. After that, he threw the headless corpse into the ___ as well. One was placed on the east side while the other on the west side. They were dozens of kilometers away from each other.
The head and the corpse still maintained this connection, but it was very weak.
Dongfang Qingyu had also thought of placing the head in a spatial ring or spatial ring, but he was worried that the two of them weren't in the same space. If he didn't sense it and didn't die, then it wouldn't be fun.
As for why he didn't directly revive, he was worried that an accident would occur. If a dead person could be resurrected, then he had never encountered such a situation before. He needed to find out more before he could revive the president.
He had the small Fairy Tree keep an eye on him. As long as the head and corpse didn't contract, he could revive them. He didn't care how they were tossed and turned in the spatial zone. After confirming that there were no mistakes in the underground palace, Dongfang Qingyu left the underground palace. He only noticed when he left Luofu Mountain that the number of multi-colored pineapple larvae had decreased by a lot. Furthermore, they were no longer aggressive. As long as he did not touch them, they would not attack.
"Could it be that the eastern barbarians came here before the system update?" Dongfang Qingyu thought of a terrifying possibility. It's basically certain that the Yin Yang Masters are controlling these multi-colored pineapple worms. Before the system update, he had come here to mine. At that time, these insects had attacked without any regard for their lives.
Now that the Yin-Yang Master had left, the bugs were out of control, so they didn't attack him. This could basically corroborate his conjecture. However, this possibility was too horrifying.
Luo Fushan had been in Zhang Jinke's hands before. If he thought this way, did Zhang Jinke know about it? If he didn't know about it, everything would be fine. If he knew about it, then the matter would be very troublesome.
Dongfang Qingyu didn't continue to think about it. This kind of troublesome matter... He would leave it to others to think about it. A player's voice suddenly came from the foot of the mountain. He was surprised. Since the appearance of the multi-colored pineapple worm, there had been no more players coming to the Louvre Mountain.
He quickened his pace and discovered that it was a group of farmers. These farmers were fruit farmers, and they were planting fruit trees. He did not mind. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the varieties of these fruit trees and frowned. He could not help but stop.
Cyan Blessed Tree!
The Green Fortune Tree would bear a fruit, the Green Fortune Fruit. The Azure Fortune Fruit tasted sour, difficult to swallow, and was also unable to be used for medicine. However, it could be used to brew wine. The main ingredient of one of the three most popular fruit wines sold in Qingyu Bar, the Green Blessing Wine, was the Green Blessing Fruit. In the human race continent, there was no soil that could be used to plant the Green Blessing Tree. Ye Feifei The Green Fortune Fruits that were needed came from the distant Devil Clan's continent.
If the human race continent could grow the fruits, the cost of the fruits would be greatly reduced. However, Dongfang Qingyu could tell from the conversations of these fruit farmers that they belonged to the Tang Family Fruit Industry.
He couldn't help but think of the name that he didn't want to think of, Tang Wan Er. Tang Fruit Industry was Tang Wan Er's company.
Tang Wan Er wasn't on good terms with him right now. If Tang Wan Er planted a large number of good fortune trees and got the recipe for the Qing Fu Wine, it would definitely have a huge impact on Qingyu Bar.
Dongfang Qingyu stood by the side and watched for a while, but didn't choose to make a move. He quietly left. Destroying was a way to harm others and not oneself. Only by harming others and benefiting oneself would one be able to show his methods.
Back in Azure Dragon City, Dongfang Qingyu felt even more lively. On both sides of the street, two lanterns with a very Chinese style hung on the beams of the shops and doors. The lights were bright but not dazzling, illuminating the dark night into day.
The temperature at night was just right, without the scorching sun. Those white-collar workers who had worked in the office for the whole day were online to relax, as long as they did not go out to fight monsters. female player's clothes were still very casual. She was gorgeously dressed, with pink arms and jade legs. Some bold girls were wearing short skirts. Her movements were slightly bigger, and even her underpants were exposed. Many players who had nothing to do came to the second floor of the inn early on, occupying a window seat. Drinking wine, looking at the pretty girls, occasionally one or two beautiful girls with a strong career line appeared. It would often cause quite a few screams.
As a man, Dongfang Qingyu couldn't help but slow down his pace when he met beautiful girls. After passing through the long main street and arriving at the yamen, he came to the yamen to report a mission to the General. Although the fugitive Zhang Zhiheng died, the mission still had to be handed over. The yamen guards at the entrance recognized him. When they heard his intentions, they quickly ran in to report. The difference between the treatment and the first time he came was like heaven and earth.
The bailiff did not make things difficult for him, and Dongfang Qingyu did not act recklessly just because of his status. Everything went according to the rules. Each bailiff had two gold coins. The four bailiffs did not say anything, but the way they took the gold coins was simple and direct. The smile on their faces was as bright as a flower.
These were all little ghosts. If they were used well, it would be very convenient. If they were not used well, they would cut off their hands.
The historical censors personally came to welcome them, their attitudes humble.
Walking into the office, although it was the territory of the censor, the two of them were on equal footing. Dongfang Qingyu told them what had happened.
"Zhang Zhiheng had already been convicted, and now Warlord helped him flip the case. Now that the matter has been settled, I guess he will be satisfied with his death. Although the War King didn't arrest Zhang Zhiheng according to the mission, in the end, the yamen made a mistake in this case, and it wasn't Warlord who made a mistake. On the contrary, the Warlord found out the truth of the matter and prevented the yamen from making a mistake. After completing the mission, I hereby announce - - "The censor stood up, his expression solemn and solemn, his voice loud and clear.
"The human race's War King Dongfang Qingyu perfectly completed the mission, 'Capture a fugitive'. The reward is 1,000 merit points. Congratulations to the War King."
After Dongfang Qingyu expressed his thanks, he asked the General for guidance, "What's the use of these merit points?"
"Merit points can be exchanged for official positions!" The censor smiled.
"So, I can become an official now? What rank of official can these 1000 merit points be exchanged for?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.
"I would like to ask which path the War King wants to take. Is he a civil servant or a military official?" The history books asked.
"Is there any difference?" Dongfang Qingyu humbly asked.
"If it's a civil servant, 1000 merit points can be exchanged for a rank 9 official. If it's a military official, it can be exchanged for a rank 8 official." The censor saw the doubt in Dongfang Qingyu's eyes and did not wait for him to ask. He had already said the answer. "At the same level, civil servants suppress military officials!"
"I choose to exchange for civil servants." Dongfang Qingyu immediately said.
"The exchange of official positions requires one to go to Shuntian. The governor can only sign. However, Shuntian is usually very busy, so it's hard to see them. Officials below rank eight will be handled by the registrar," the censor said.
"Thank you for your guidance. What's the personality of the registrar? ___ asked. When do you have time?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.
"Our county magistrate has a good relationship with the Shuntian Manor Lord's Registrar. The two of them are good friends from the same school." The Book of Records smiled.
"Please introduce us, Censor." Dongfang Qingyu understood and gave out 1000 gold coins.
"No problem, no problem. Our county magistrate also wants to know a hero like Warlord!" The historical record's attitude became even more enthusiastic, and he brought Dongfang Qingyu into the main hall.
The county magistrate's office.
- The content came from [Miegu Reading]