Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 248: The Launch of the Black Ship

I felt a sense of relief and honor.

This is the advantage of being a leader. The achievements of your subordinates become your own.

"Liangshan, Liangshan, come out and drink, we have roasted whole lamb." This was the call from the old patriarch.

Hearing this, Shang Liangshan smiled knowingly, stood up, and appeared in the Forgotten Temple in a flash.

"Let's go and have some tea first to clear out the food in our stomachs. After Lao Huo and the others are ready, we'll eat and drink well." The old patriarch greeted Shang Liangshan happily.

Speaking of which, the relationship between the two is really good, like brothers, and the old patriarch is like an older brother.

Shang Liangshan was not at all disgusted by this. The spirit in his sister's temple was high above, always a human being, a human soul.

"I have good news. Do you want to hear it, old patriarch?" Shang Liangshan asked with a smile.

The old patriarch paused and nodded, saying, "Listen, you must listen."

"The ceramic space bag experiment was successful."

"Success is a good thing... Was the experiment on the ceramic inner space bag successful?" The old patriarch's eyes widened, with surprise and joy at the same time.

"Yeah," Shang Liangshan nodded in confirmation.

"Okay, okay, I must drink three catties of wine tonight..." When the word "wine" came out, the old patriarch thought of something, left Shang Liangshan and ran out of the temple, saying as he ran: "I'll go to the winery to get distilled wine."

“…” Shang Liangshan really didn’t know that Wangmu and the others had developed distilled liquor.

Of course women are needed to make wine, so that the subtle fragrance can be blended into the wine. Hehe, those who understand will understand.

As night falls, the aroma of wine fills the air, and the strong and spicy taste interweaves in the throat, making a group of grown men shout with enjoyment, eat and drink to their heart's content, and get a lot of them drunk.

The next morning, in the bamboo sheds of the market, 3,900 soldiers lined up in three columns, looking majestic.

The warriors were excited after hearing the old patriarch's brief oath-taking ceremony to defend their homeland, the hunting grounds, kill all the monsters, and wait for their return.

What followed was Yifeng's instructions to listen to and fight together.

About half a minute later, Yifeng finished his instructions and gave the order: "Let's go?"

The sound of neat footsteps "Da Da Da" was heard, and the three teams, led by the three men of Yi Xiong, rushed to their respective battlefields.

The soldiers were valiant and high-spirited, while their families silently saw them off and looked on.

Not until the team disappeared into the mountains and forests did the villagers gradually disperse amid the scolding of the old patriarch and start a new day of work.

Working can distract people and make them no longer worry about the safety of their loved ones, so efficiency is very high.

Clearing out ghosts is much more dangerous than hunting them, so the villagers can't help but feel a little worried.

But despite their worries, the villagers had no complaints because their relatives were fighting for their homeland.

This is also the old patriarch scolding: "Don't be so sad, you guys are going to kill the ghosts, not to die, why do you need to be like this, hurry up and get back to work for me."

The reason why the villagers were willing to disperse.

"Chief, why don't I join the team?" On the way back to the village, Yijiu said a little worriedly.

"Which team are you with?" asked the old patriarch.

“This…” Yi Jiu was speechless. Yes, he was alone, so he could just follow whichever team he chose.

"Forget about it. If a team of a thousand people is not separated, they will need someone to protect them to eliminate low-level ghosts. It would be better to farm at home. In addition, many of them have broken through to the third level during the few days you were away. If they cooperate well, they can suppress the fifth-level ghosts and wait for reinforcements."

"Hmm" Yijiu could only nod silently upon hearing this.

As for suppressing the level 5 ghosts and waiting for support? I hope so.

"Didn't we go through this in the beginning? If we want to grow, we have to go through mountains of corpses and seas of blood." Yihuo said disapprovingly.

"This is different. We had to fight at the beginning." Yijiu shook his head.

"That's the truth, but... never mind. I won't say it. Anyway, you guys lack life and death experience. Otherwise, with such a supply of resources, your strength would have improved by leaps and bounds."

"Has anyone in the guard team broken through to the fourth level?" Yijiu asked.

"There are more than a dozen people in seclusion in the cave, including Da Niu and Da Gou." Yihuo replied.

"No wonder they weren't there last night." Yijiu recalled.

“How about this, you two are just sitting around doing nothing anyway, why don’t one of you lead the Silver Wolf Guard out hunting, and the other one leads the guard team.” said the old patriarch who was walking in front.

“Aren’t the Silver Wolf Guards trying to accumulate strength for a breakthrough?” Yijiu raised his eyebrows.

"The old man is talking about the Silver Wolf Guards who have broken through to level 4. Well, go to the west. The bears there are very suitable for them to practice."

"Okay, I'll take Lang Yi and the others with me, Brother Huo will stay behind to lead the guards and teach them how to break through to the fourth rank."

"I'm not good at talking." Yihuo was a little unconfident. There was no problem in asking him to train the guard team, but it would be a bit difficult to teach him the experience of breaking through the fourth level.

Unexpectedly, the old patriarch and Yijiu said in unison: "We want you to be dumb."

It's good to be dumb in talking. If you ask urgent questions, just beat people up, which will leave a deep impression on the guard team.

It is impossible to teach you step by step how to break through a certain level. It is enough to give you a general idea. Everyone has their own insights. It is not good to say too much.

At noon, everyone gathered at the red-draped dock, waiting for the launch of the first black boat in Forgotten Village, accompanied by the old patriarch's voice: "The auspicious time has arrived."

Rows of snow-white knife lights cut through the thick ropes that secured the black boat.

"The wind is rising." Yifeng shouted softly, and his fingers were freed from their restraints. The black boat twisted and slid along the log towards the river.

"Whoosh" the breeze whistled around the black boat, straightened it, and sent it lightly into the river.

"Splash" the black boat entered the water, splashing water everywhere. Under the breeze, the hull swayed back and forth slightly in the river, creating layers of ripples.

"Fire." The old patriarch gave an order, and the sound of firecrackers rang out on the river bank, sparks flew, and smoke filled the air.

It's this effect.

At this point, the simple ceremony of launching the Wuchuan came to an end.

When the smoke cleared, the old patriarch, Yifeng, Yihuo, Yang Chao and the temple guards' foreign affairs team all jumped onto the black boat.

The crew was in place, Yang Chao activated the spiritual sail and set sail. The trial voyage of the Wu ship officially began, sailing upstream from the west.

"My sister sits at the bow, my brother paddles the oars, they paddle leisurely and lovingly, my sister..."

"Stop, stop, stop." The old patriarch who was standing at the bow facing the river breeze frowned when he heard the singing and interrupted Yihuo's impromptu singing.

"Is this song bad?" Yihuo asked with an unhappy look on his face.

"What a nice song! You are not allowed to sing from now on." said the old patriarch domineeringly.

"Oh, okay." Yihuo walked towards the cabin sullenly.

After a while, a soft humming sounded in the cabin: "Sister sits at the bow, brother..."

Well, the black lines on everyone’s forehead became visibly thicker and almost caused a fight.

In the smelly valley, there were constant roars and splattering blood; a bloody and violent hunt was taking place.

"Awoo" As the wolf howled, the Silver Wolf Guards launched a more fierce attack against hundreds of black bears.