Chapter 207: Unable to control the situation!
The true dragon dies and the mermaids migrate?
Liang Qu touched his chin.
"Why do the mermaids follow the dragon when it dies?"
“No one is sheltered.”
"No one to shelter you?"
"The tears of mermaids are not ordinary tears. Only the deepest sorrow and pain can condense them. When they fall to the ground, they become pearls. They are good at removing all kinds of poisons. The jewelry they make is worth thousands of gold. They are often called the king of pearls.
The dragon gauze they made was as thin as a feather and would not get wet when put into water. These two treasures were so valuable that there were countless people who were eyeing them.
"When the real dragon was around, it was fine. Now that the real dragon is gone, the flood dragon is in power. It's far from being good. It can't even take care of itself, so how can it protect others?"
Liang Qu looked at the extremely transparent mermaid tears in his hand and roughly understood it.
How does the saying go, if something is not glass, the more it looks like glass, the more valuable it is?
"The mermaids themselves are very weak?"
"Not really."
"Oh?"
"I ask you, are all of you humans tiger hunters?"
"No."
Liang Qu blurted out.
After saying that, he realized something was wrong. Damn, he was almost led astray by the old giant clam.
"Yes, all mermaids can produce tears and silk."
"understood."
Liang Qu suddenly realized.
It's not that there are no experts among the mermaids, but every mermaid is of extraordinary value, so there is no need to focus on the strong ones.
The priceless mermaid tears require great sorrow and pain to be produced. What are great sorrow and pain?
Watching a few sad dramas cannot be considered as great sorrow and pain.
Merchants would never go to the trouble of raising mermaids and wait for more than ten or twenty years just to collect a few mermaid tears. They could only treat mermaids as consumables.
The tribesmen below are abducted and treated as consumables every day. Without the influx of fresh blood, it would be like cutting off the fuel supply. Naturally, the overall strength of the mermaids is becoming weaker and weaker.
The weaker it is, the harder it is to stop. It is a vicious cycle.
When the real dragon was present, it had absolute dominance over the entire Jianghuai Lake. The demon court was prosperous and could naturally protect one side.
The real dragon is not here...
Although Liang Qu didn't know much, from the current information, he felt that it was not that the dragon didn't like to come out, but that it could only hide in the Dragon Palace and guard its own piece of land.
Just like the sturgeon monster in the creek before, with a body of sixty meters, how could it be comfortable staying in a pond one mile in size?
The reason is that because of its dragon bone and the gold in the busy city, if the sturgeon wants to grow steadily, it can only shrink and slowly absorb and develop.
The situation of the Jiaolong is probably similar, just not as serious as that of the Sturgeon Monster.
I wonder how much inheritance the real dragon left in the Dragon Palace that allowed it to lie dormant for so long and never leave?
Too far, too far.
Liang Qu dismissed the thought. No matter how many treasures were left in the Dragon Palace, it had nothing to do with him now.
Only the mermaid tribe could think of it.
"Old Bei, do you still remember where the mermaids lived at that time?"
The old giant clam thought hard for a moment.
"remember."
Liang Qu's eyes lit up
An old thing in the family is like a treasure, old things are still useful!
"Tell me where it is?"
"In the past, there were many merman tribes in the Jianghuai marshland. I don't know all of them, but there is one nearby. According to what you said, it is Bloodstone County."
Bloodstone County?
Liang Qu frowned.
Is there a county with this name nearby?
The area under the jurisdiction of Huaiyin Prefecture is already very large, but with so many counties under it, I have never heard of a place called Xueshi County.
Could it be another mansion?
Considering the old giant clam’s speed, that can’t be called nearby.
Liang Qu remembered the name of Xueshi County and decided to ask his master when he went to Yang's house to pet the dog in the afternoon.
He grew up in the Jianghuai area and should know more.
"Okay, thank you very much." Liang Qu patted the shell of the giant clam. "But Lao Bei, you have been here for so long, when will you change your way of speaking? It's too formal. We are used to speaking in vernacular. You have to keep up with the development of the times."
The old giant clam spits out a series of bubbles.
"I'll do my best."
At noon, the old monk was so absorbed in studying the scripture that he forgot to eat and sleep. He did not respond when he was called to eat.
Liang Qu scratched his head.
The scroll was as thick as an arm, and the paper was tough and thin. It was estimated that it would be more than ten meters long when fully unfolded. The words on it were small, and the content was extremely large. My eyes would become sore after reading it for a long time.
How could the old monk be so devoted?
"Could it be some lost scripture?"
Liang Qu didn't like that. No matter how profound the scriptures were, they were meaningless to him if they were not martial arts. He cared more about the Buddha sculpture made by Ming Mugen.
The Buddha sculpture is a large seated Buddha with a lotus seat underneath.
I wonder if I can saw off the lotus seat, process it into small pieces, and share them with everyone.
It is a good thing that can help one attain enlightenment. Children can become smarter when wearing it. It is also a good heirloom.
"Aunt Zhang, please leave it there for now. When the master comes out, you can help heat it up again."
Liang Qu put down his bowl and chopsticks, left a message, and rode up Chishan Mountain to Pingyang County.
At noon in late May, the air was filled with sultry heat.
On the path leading to the garden, Liang Qu was in high spirits.
The stone table glows brightly, reflecting the silhouettes of willow trees.
Yang Dongxiong sat in silence, with thoughts in his mind that were almost identical to those of the old monk.
Although there were signs in the previous four levels, he was born with a martial spirit and had opened several acupoints... It seemed that he had accepted an extraordinary disciple?
"Wang!"
Heichi was taking a nap under the shade of a tree, while several puppies were playing and fighting with each other.
Among them there was one puppy which was very different from the other ones, with a black head, black paws, black tail and black belly, a typical "five black dog". His fur was still furry and fluffy, and he was the most lively one. He bit Hei Chi's tail and refused to let go, shaking his head left and right and tearing at it.
Black Tooth became impatient with being bitten, and swept his big tail, sweeping the little black dog away.
The little black dog rolled on the ground for a few times and barked a few times. Then he heard footsteps behind him. He turned his head and immediately forgot what was happening in front of him. He ran over with his tail up.
Liang Qu grabbed the shaking little black dog by the scruff of the neck, held it in his arms and stroked its fur, then continued with the previous topic.
"Master, is there a place called Bloodstone County in the Huainan area?"
"Xueshi County?" Yang Dongxiong came back to his senses and looked at Liang Qu in surprise. "Where did you know this name?"
"Master knows?"
Liang Qu was overjoyed. Looking at Yang Dongxiong's reaction, it was obvious that he had heard about it.
"Yeah." Yang Dongxiong reached out and stroked Heichi's head. "If you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten the name. Xueshi County was called that a long time ago. At that time, I was only in my teens and hadn't even started practicing martial arts. Now, it has been renamed Xiangyi County. It's normal that you didn't know it."
Xiangyi County!
The name Liangqu is much more familiar than Xueshi County because it is located in Huaiyin Prefecture!
No wonder the old giant clam said it was nearby, but he had never heard of it. It turned out that the name was changed decades ago.
“Why did you change the name?”
Liang Qu was puzzled as to why the name of a place would not change easily even if dynasties came to an end.
"It's a long story."
Yang Dongxiong found a flower-patterned step and sat down.
“In the past, Bloodstone County was called Bloodstone County because they had a mountain called Bloodstone Mountain. The stones dug out from the mountain were blood red and had a strange fragrance. It was said that they were sprinkled with dragon blood, which was why they were so magical.
I don't know whether it's true or not, but the locals are very sure about it. However, the stone is really good. It is very good for making glaze, pigment, carving, and even as a medicine. Relying on mining and quarrying, the entire Xueshi County is very rich.
You are just sitting there and eating up the mountain. The mountain will not grow out of thin air. If you dig day by day, the bloodstone veins will slowly dry up.
It used to be called Bloodstone County, which is a bit strange, but it makes people proud. Later, the bloodstone dried up, and it was not auspicious to have blood in the name, so it was changed to Xiangyi County.
Liang Qu suddenly realized.
No wonder the name was changed.
It's just a legend of dragon blood...
He couldn't help but think of the Guolong River in Pingyang County. The content and form of the two are almost the same.
I explored the river thinking of trying my luck, but I didn't expect to get anything out of it.
It seems that I have to pay attention to all the tasks in Hebo that do not involve Xiangyi County recently. If possible, I will go and take a look.
If you find the remains of the mermaids, you will make a fortune.
But it will take two days before the River God Festival begins.
Let’s go to the martial arts gym and tell the good news to some senior brothers first!
"Haqiu!"
In the martial arts hall, Xiang Changsong, who was teaching his apprentices, sneezed.
Hu Qi turned back in surprise: "Junior brother... did you catch a cold last night?"
"There's always a bad feeling."
Xiang Changsong rubbed his nose in confusion.
(End of this chapter)
