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Wang Hao, observing this scene from the sky, was also quite satisfied, showing a faint smile, "And this turtle actually makes a lot of sense, truly a rare species, and it’s quite big."
He quite liked turtles as creatures, with their long lifespans and intelligence.
In the pond in his yard, he also kept 4 grass turtles and 4 map turtles, who would swim frantically with all limbs whenever he gestured to feed them, eager to please their master.
The turtles in the Ga seem pretty good as well.
"Pan Hao’s ability is still quite reliable, with just a few words he has recruited the Turtle Spiritual Mother, worthy of soone I have taught."
"What official position should I bestow upon this Turtle Spiritual Mother... The sa rank of Turtle Lieutenant?"
"Wait, why are all the underlings I recruit turtles!" Wang Hao surprisingly discovered this point. Could it be that in the future, one must recruit a turtle army to conquer the Mountain and Sea Realm?
His perspective followed Pan Hao and the others, constantly moving.
Both "Turtle Spiritual Mother" and "Sore-Mother" were proficient in water, and with their limbs continuously moving, a splashing sound rose, swimming even faster than carriages on land.
And the Turtle Spiritual Mother, as the True God who had ruled Fenghua City for a hundred years, actually had many subordinates—a huge host of turtles both big and small, possibly amounting to thousands.
However, it was clear that these turtles currently had little combat potential and were not very intelligent, just a dark mass that looked impressive, and it was unknown how many among them possessed enough intelligence to be promising.
An odd thought occurred to Old Wang, "They say that in the Dragon Palace there are ’shrimp soldiers and crab generals,’ so using these turtles as a force doesn’t seem like such a bad idea."
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Qingshi Town, ti ticked away by the second.
Not only the soldiers but also the town’s militia, Huang Youcai, and others, were suffering just the sa.
It was only people like No. 24 who had received news early through the Conch Headphones that felt a little calr inside.
During the anxious wait, the leading Heavenly Master Wang grew impatient and began to exert pressure relentlessly, "An hour has passed and the Turtle Spiritual Mother has yet to appear. The people of Qingshi Town must be lying through their teeth, surely doing everything they can to hide the arsonist. If they cannot be caught, can you bear the responsibility?"
"Are the crossbow arrows not ready yet, to start the attack?"
The inspectors also seed hesitant, with one trying to diate, "Heavenly Master Wang, there’s still ti for two sticks of incense..."
"Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious. We’ve waited this long, we don’t care about an hour more."
Many soldiers, on the other hand, were admiring the waves of golden wheat, seeing with their own eyes how good the harvest was!
In these tis, farming was a basic skill, as most soldiers were from poor families and after completing their military service had to return ho to farm.
Thus, they were the most enthusiastic about harvests in the fields, and their discussions got more and more animated since it was break ti, with all sorts of rumors flying around.
"I heard that these fields were personally plowed by the local deity ’Sore-Mother,’ and she even fertilized them, which is why the crops have such a good yield!"
"Really! Does Sore-Mother actually plow fields? Why doesn’t our Turtle Spiritual Mother plow fields?"
"Humph, you know too little. Sore-Mother was once driven out by an Evil God but has now returned and is very sympathetic toward the commoners!" This young man started making wild claims.
"And the seeds for the rice were also bestowed by Sore-Mother. They grow like magic beans, showing noticeable growth every day!"
"Just by moving here and paying a little, you can buy those seeds."
"I’ve heard from others that above Sore-Mother, there’s another Deity nad the Naless Ancestor. The Naless Ancestor said that this year’s harvest would double, which is why it’s so good! There are so few land gods like this."
"Who’s to say otherwise... There’s a lot of wasteland here, and if you have desperate relatives from afar, they could co here to farm."
The militian of Fenghua City were not modern, disciplined professional soldiers, far from having so-called military discipline, and more and more of them started whispering among themselves.
"Silence! Silence!" Heavenly Master Wang shouted, feeling quite annoyed inside, "An hour is going to pass soon, if people from Qingshi Town do not surrender the person, we’ll have to barge in and capture the arson scum of Turtle Mansion."
However, at that mont, a cheer ca from the direction of Qingshi Town, and far off, the crowd was heard screaming, "It’s the Turtle Spiritual Mother, the Turtle Spiritual Mother really has appeared by the riverside!"
Heavenly Master Wang, hearing this, choked up suddenly, a not-so-pleasant premonition ford in his heart.
"I told you, it wasn’t our people from Qingshi Town who set the temple on fire... Haha, Turtle Spiritual Mother, you’ve co our way."
"Heavenly Master Wang, the Turtle Spiritual Mother really has appeared," one scout hastened to report.
Just as the truth was about to co out, Heavenly Master Wang and several taoists around him exchanged glances and made up their minds. They took out an ancient-looking gourd from their bosoms.
This gourd was palm-sized and unassuming, but the mont the cap was opened, a thick black smoke poured out from the gourd.
"What are you doing?" A few inspectors exclaid in terror, not having ti to react, were enveloped by the dense black smoke.
After inhaling the black smoke, these soldiers’ minds beca muddled, disoriented, and for the mont they couldn’t command their limbs, moving like marionettes, every movent remote-controlled by soone else.
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