The Baba people murmured incomprehensible words, but to be honest, the fake monks didn't even know where their mouths were.

Seeing these chocolate-colored things approaching him, the fake monk had a somewhat embarrassed smile on his face and turned the page of the scripture in his hand, "Donors, please look, this is the temple in our temple."

I wonder if you would be interested in understanding the scriptures passed down from generation to generation?"

These daddy people seem to have no eyes. The fake monk is not sure whether these guys use their eyes to see, but judging from the reactions of these guys coming closer, it should not have any effect.

Got cheated!

Only now did the fake monk understand why the quack doctor would emphatically remind himself not long after boarding the ship that if he acted with Tong Qiu, he would most likely be deceived.

This is simply the best lesson ever!

"Dear donors, we are all civilized people. If you have anything to say, what do you think?" The fake monk also wanted to talk to this group of daddy people, but unfortunately these things could not understand his words and just kept approaching him.

Came over.

Although there is no suffocating smell, if he is surrounded by these dirty things, the fake monk feels that he will have nightmares for several nights in a row!

Snap.

Just when the people were preparing to surround the fake monks, they suddenly heard the sound of feet stepping on the surface of the swamp mud.

All the Baba people turned around, and the fake monk surrounded by the package in the center moved their gaze to look at the guy who appeared behind all the Baba people.

It's Tongqiu.

Tongqiu shouted loudly, moved his left fist forward, placed his right fist on top of his head, lowered his center of gravity, and put on a hand gesture, with a solemn look on his face.

Hearing this, Tong Qiu came to him and looked at the murals on the wall.

On one of the walls, there was a broken bronze mirror that was tied high up on the wall by a bunch of vines in a strong-armed manner. Tong Qiu and the fake monk could tell at a glance that it must be a valuable thing.

"That's okay."

"Isn't this just...a flush toilet?"

"Well done!" Tongqiu laughed ferociously, his hands transformed, and his whole figure was like a strong wind sweeping up among the crowd of Baba people. He was like a huge bamboo dragonfly, flying low in the swamp and mud, wherever he went.

Not a blade of grass grows!

When these slow-moving, soft-bodied Baba people come into contact with Tongqiu's flying arms, their bodies will be quickly torn apart by the powerful force, turning into pools of stuff scattered on the ground, which seems to suddenly

More like.

"Donor, you are so amazing!" The fake monk walked up to Tong Qiu and gave him a thumbs up, "You are much better than the survivors I have seen before! Those survivors in the past were all asking for help.

For someone who has no brains and wants strength but no strength, I didn't expect you to be so strong."

"I understand!" Tong Qiu suddenly shouted, and then showed a very confident smile, "The people on this island must have dug out oil! These eagle-headed monsters are the best proof."

Walking to the ruins, Tong Qiu raised his head and looked at the ruins that were so dilapidated that the original appearance could not be seen, and murmured: "Did anyone still live here before?"

In the center of the ruins is a huge empty room, with a huge depression on the ground, a symbol somewhat similar to a swastika.

"Humph," Tong Qiu said with a bit of a sneer on his face, "I thought I had caught a little thief, but I didn't expect that I stabbed the old man."

Okay, no bubbles.

When the people saw a more energetic person coming in front of them, they immediately changed their goals.

The fake monk was stunned for a second, catching the thief? Is our current script wrong? Do you call a group of daddy people thieves?

"Drink!"

I don’t know why, but on the island that is obviously covered with green plants, yellow and red lights seem to shine from different places. Even the fake monk’s ears seem to hear the sound of suona. In short, it is very strange...

Tong Qiu showed a complacent smile, "Don't easily think that I am a person with only brains but no strength. Not only do I have brains, my strength cannot be underestimated."

Obviously, he has not yet understood Tong Qiu's current routine. If it were a quack who was trapped here now, the latter would definitely roll his eyes and ignore it.

The fake monk walked to the wall of the ruins, lifted up the moss on the wall, and said to Tong Qiu: "Donor, look, there are murals on the wall!"

He doesn't have much ambition, he just wants to give himself the reward for the final kill and the reward for causing the most damage.

What interests Tongqiu the most at the moment is the treasure that makes even the murloc commanders dare not approach this island. If he really finds this thing, maybe the millions of sea dragons that will come to him in a few days will be his treasure.

You can also use this to get more oil and water.

"What did you say?"

Under the clean and tidy work of the Tongqiu brand toilet, the Baba people around him soon turned into a mountain of Baba. After completing a hard day's work, Master Tong showed a satisfied smile and began to make instant noodles at the foot of the mountain...

…

Although the appearance of the Tongqiu in front of me is not similar to their appearance, the inner feelings he shows are obviously much similar to the appearance of these Baba people. Perhaps due to the attraction of the same race, they are more interested in Tongqiu.

Far larger than the bald monk holding a scripture in his hand.

"Uh, no, the poor monk never said you have a brain."

Deep into the ruins, only wisps of sunlight pour down from the ceiling covered by green plants, and the moss-covered ground seems to be dotted with stars. It must have been captured with a camera. It is definitely a beautiful picture.

"You don't need to understand, that's what it means anyway." Tongqiu, who understood the meaning of the mural, patted his chest, "It doesn't matter, since there are only a lot of Baba people here now, then those monsters with eagle heads and bodies must have already

Withdrew. Since they have all retreated, the oil on this island must have been completely harvested, and we may only be able to get some of the remaining oil and water."

"Any evil will eventually be brought to justice!"

The bald monk was puzzled, "Donor, what does this mean? Why does it have to be oil? And why is the monster with the head of an eagle the proof? I don't quite understand."

This mural is quite complete, and there are not many pictures. Generally speaking, it is a group of things that look like humans gathered around the mouth of a well. Black things gush out of the mouth of the well, and then there are some figures with eagle heads and human bodies around them.

Monsters linger around.

"The poor monk said that I have no brains."

Looking at Tongqiu wreaking havoc among the crowd, the fake monk suddenly had a very bold guess in his mind.

Tongqiu personally thinks it is quite reasonable.

"Donor, what do you think?"

Tong Qiu showed a confident smile again, "Look at me."

He walked to the center of the room, stood in the center of the symbol, then raised his hand, and then pressed heavily on the depression of the symbol.

"Swastika!"
Chapter completed!