"Then why don't you ask that the passage between the two realms not go through him?" After a brief moment of joy, Qiu Ping thought of a very practical question.
He Bo stared at Qiu Ping for a while, and then showed a meaningful smile.
"hehe."
Qiu Ping was a little confused by what he saw. There was something wrong with him. It was very difficult for those big shots to communicate normally.
"Okay, the Well God of Huangao Village will receive the decree from the City God."
He Bo shouted loudly, "Qiu Ping, the god of the well in Huang'ao Village, is self-denial and dedicated to the public, and has outstanding political effectiveness... Now he is promoted to the rank of Captain Fenwu of the Changning County Navy."
As he finished speaking, a decree with the seal of the City God fell on Qiu Ping.
In the blink of an eye, Qiu Ping's whole body energy changed, his divine power boiled, and his external aura actually had a sharp taste.
"His Hebo government office happened to be short of a Fenwu captain. He saw that I had reached the [ancestral Qiao] realm, so he took over as well." Hebo smiled and looked at Qiu Ping.
Fenwu Xiaowei himself was not an official of the eighth rank, but Qiu Ping was currently a concurrent official, so he was assigned the rank of eighth rank.
His main job is not to be the well god of Huangao Village, and the post of Fenwu Colonel can be used to pay him a salary. He does not need to go to the camp every month, he can only go to the military to participate in training occasionally.
Although it cannot hold both positions, that god still provides Qiu Ping with a priesthood called [Combined Attack].
Fenwu Xiaowei is already a low-level military attache, and he can lead hundreds of sailors under his command. This priesthood can gather the power of hundreds of sailors and unleash Genji's strength beyond his current level.
Of course, at present, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals have suffered too many losses, so he has retained his position, and the east side has not arranged any human legs for him.
Fortunately, Qiu Ping didn't care about that, so he asked for a promotion, otherwise it wouldn't matter what position he was in.
"Hey, that's wrong. I'll go to the treasury later to pick up a set of armor and weapons. Although they're not very good things, I don't want them to be famous." He Bo waved his leg and asked Qiu Ping to go back first.
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"The king asked him to drill the hole...Hey, the king is back!"
As soon as Qiu Ping entered the area of the ancient well along the Didong River, he saw a group of small loaches struggling to show off their slogans and digging in the soil, digging holes into the Didong River.
The landowner has long realized that he is not the wrong leg of the little loach, and I am afraid that it will jump again now.
Qiu Ping walked with his head held high, making a jingling sound as he walked, looking very majestic.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, what are you wearing?"
A group of small loaches stopped drilling holes and gathered around one after another, each with their mouths slightly wide open and their eyes twinkling.
There is no way, Qiu Ping is too dazzling at this moment.
He was wearing gleaming bright armor. Because of his height, the armor seemed loose and the helmet almost covered his entire face.
Although he was three feet tall, he was carrying an eight-foot Fangtian painted halberd.
There is no way, that is already the smallest set of armor in the treasury. As for why that armor cannot change body shape, it is purely whimsical. How high is the cost for a low-level armor to achieve that level.
Bu Nao, even though her clothes didn't fit her well, Qiu Ping liked her very much.
Just one word, flash!
"Your Majesty, you are so mighty. In the whole Fu River, there is no god who is more beautiful than you, Your Majesty." As soon as the red-shell crab squeezed away the other loaches and ran in front of Qiu Ping, it was immediately flattered.
"Yes, yes, what's my name... Oh yes, Crab Roe, let Qiu Yi give you some extra food later." No wonder the shrew likes to be flattered so much, it feels so real, isn't it?
Being a leader really makes a difference.
Qiu Ping's limited consciousness was rapidly declining, and it turned out that sugar-coated bullets were not so easy to resist.
But no, it doesn’t rule out whether what others say is true.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The red-shell crab lay on the ground with its butt raised high.
"Bang, bang, bang."
After giving some guiding advice to the little loaches on digging holes, Qiu Ping left with his armor on proudly, preparing to show off his promotion to the Landlord.
"Hey, country bumpkin, you don't look like a general when wearing armor. That set of clothes would look good on me...ah, does it really make you jealous to the point of distortion? When will he be able to wear that kind of armor?
." The face of the red-shell crab was hidden in the shadows, with a look of disdain.
"Crab roe, if that's my fish food for tomorrow, please give me a little more." Qiu walked over from the side carrying a large basin and poured an extra spoonful for the red-shell crab.
The red shell crab immediately took it and licked it.
Wow, it smells so good.
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"Oh, he was really exhausted." Qiu Ping wandered around that afternoon. The places he visited included but were not limited to the Tudui Temple in each village, the River Temple and the Mountain Temple in Huangzhong Mountain.
After receiving countless envious looks and being flattered by the young handsome man, he went home satisfied.
Nothing else, we just want to challenge Yidong's own weakness.
Qiu Ping immediately swayed and turned into a big loach and got out of the armor. After losing support, the armor fell all over the ground with a clang, and was piled together with Qiu Ping's ore and elixirs all over the ground.
He didn't bother to clean it up, he just fell down on the ore and rolled around comfortably.
At present, the fortune has been snatched away, and the official position has been promoted, and it is just waiting to be demolished.
I just hope that King Ming Ling will hurry up and expropriate our land. You are such a noble god, so you should not treat the little loach in the east badly. It will not be good to spread the news.
Qiu Ping had already begun to look forward to the confinement period after the demolition. With a happy mood, he gradually fell into sleep.
The rhythm of those confinement months was so fast that his mind was always tense. When his mind relaxed, he naturally became very sleepy.
"Hey, where is that place?"
Qiu Ping was in a trance, but found himself in front of a stone tablet.
He remembered that it was the Huangquan Terrace.
Why did he dream about that place again in his dream? Qiu Ping felt a little unlucky. After all, he saw tens of thousands of dead people there last time and almost didn't scare the loach to death.
When he was holding back and preparing to change his dream, the space in front of him became distorted and a figure emerged.
A child with pigtails and a painted face that looked like a ghost stood there, looking at him with a cold expression.
"Ghost boy, do I really have a lingering ghost? I will follow him even after I die!" Qiu Ping was startled by Fang Fang's look, and lost some of his courage.
Just as he was cursing, the ghost boy suddenly jumped up, his legs in the shape of claws, and rushed towards him.
Qiu Pingdong read the "Eight-Armed Maha Seal" in his mind. Greed, anger, and obsession were all over the place. The devil in his mind was born. His scales were bluffing and he faced the ghost boy.
"Bang!"
In just an instant, Ghost Boy's leg pierced his body and tore it apart forcefully.
The protagonist dies and the whole play ends (just kidding)