After chatting with Guan Yu for a long time, Fang Er learned that in the parallel world where Guan Yu resided, there was also a traverser.
And, he also shared the surname Fang.
This made Fang Er both amazed and, at the same time, felt a sense of pride.
What shocked him even more was that the Boss Fang in the Three Kingdoms era had not only traversed with his physical body but also brought a shop with him!
Of course, these were all deductions Fang Er made himself after listening to Guan Yu's account.
Fang Er looked forward to the system's recovery. Since it could summon Guan Yu, could he also have a chance to visit that era?
The thought alone was thrilling!
Returning to the tent, he glanced inside. Chang Le had fallen asleep at some point, her phone still displaying a screen with the background music of "Candy Crush."
After pulling the blanket over her, he put away the phone and walked out, then poked his head into Li Tai's tent.
But the moment his head was inside, Fang Er quickly retreated.
Good heavens!
This kid, actually...
Never mind, he wouldn't disturb his good time. This eleven-year-old kid had such boundless energy.
Impressed, truly impressed!
Finally, he went to the tent originally arranged for Chang Le and slept there for the night. kan shu wu . xia
The night passed without incident.
The next day, Fang Er vaguely felt something poke his nose in his sleep, something furry.
Ah~~~ Achoo!
Aiya!
As he sneezed, he heard a scream.
Opening his eyes, he saw it was Chang Le, that girl.
So early?
"Brother-in-law, you scared me to death~"
Chang Le pouted and extended her small hand to Fang Er: "I want to play~"
This was quite exasperating. The little girl had played all night and was now addicted.
He took out his phone and placed it in her palm: "Go play outside, I need to get dressed."
After he got dressed and came out, the tent was left to Guan Shu and the others, though he had stored the mattress inside back in the warehouse.
"An guai gong jiao~~"
But Old Yang, emerging from some corner, bowed and greeted Fang Er. However, his newly learned Tang dialect sounded very awkward.
"Jiao jiao jiao~~"
Fang Er responded casually, ate the breakfast prepared by Guan Shu and the others, and after wandering around with the three youngsters for a while, Wang Xuance appeared, wobbling on a bicycle.
"Duke! The fleet has arrived!"
Fang Er: "???"
"Where did this bicycle come from?"
"Hehehe, it belongs to that old guy Lu Fei. He was afraid it would be stolen if he left it at home, so he's been carrying it around."
Wang Xuance smiled as he dismounted the bicycle, parked it, and continued, "Duke, they've brought two battalions."
The permanent population of Liúqiú was only a few tens of thousands.
Each battalion had 405 men, so two battalions were more than enough to guard Liúqiú.
"Leave them to Guan Shu, and we'll set off for Lǚsòng!"
This was just the first stop. After seeing Lǚsòng, Fang Er planned to visit Àozhōu as well.
That large island, it seemed, had not yet been visited by any humans. It would be a disservice to himself not to plant the Great Tang's sun, moon, and five-star flag.
The matters that needed to be arranged had already been discussed yesterday, so there was no need to repeat them.
Fang Er looked at Guan Yu: "May I ask, Martial Saint, what are your plans?"
"My third brother and I will stay here, to guard the land for our descendants." Guan Yu stroked his beard and pointed at Guan Shu and Zhang Shu.
So, after finally reuniting with his descendant from over twenty generations later, these two martial gods were unwilling to continue drifting with him.
"Alright then, you may stay. If you encounter anything that Guan Shu and the others cannot handle, I hope the Martial Saint will offer assistance."
In fact, this was just politeness. With the strength of these two battalions, if they still couldn't handle something, the Martial Saint's help might not be effective.
After a brief chat, Fang Er led Chang Le, Li Tai, and the others westward.
The fleet was anchored by the sea about ten miles away from Bōluó Tándòng.
The Tū 05 carrying the group departed the coast first, heading north along Liúqiú, then hugging the coastline and circling half the island before turning southeast.
Lǚsòng, calculated from the southernmost tip of Liúqiú Island, was nearly eight hundred miles by sea.
The eighteen fishing boats, forming an arrowhead formation, cut through the waves, astonishing fishermen from places like Fuzhou and Quanzhou who were fishing in the area.
As the fleet passed, leaving white wakes on the sea, no small boat dared to approach.
They set sail at noon, stopped to spend the night on a small island halfway, and arrived at Lǚsòng the next morning.
At this time, the people of Lǚsòng were not much better off than those of Liúqiú.
Everywhere, there were natives wearing animal skins or coarse cloth. They were all dark-skinned, not much different from those "Kunlun slaves."
And their height was not great, only about half a head taller than those from the land of the rising sun.
Without being able to determine if the coast was suitable for docking, they still used the small boat to transport people to the beach, leaving the fleet at sea.
Not long after they reached the shore, they were surrounded by a group of natives. An old man with a goatee, wearing animal skins that exposed his buttocks and holding a wooden staff adorned with fish bones, pointed at them and shouted.
"Kǎn wǒ zhuā yī bá zhòng yǎo, zhuā yī bá jiāo ō~~"
Fang Er: "???"
Wang Xuance: "???"
Chang Le tugged at Fang Er's clothes and asked, "Brother-in-law, what is he saying?"
Who could possibly answer this?
The eight hundred-mile sea journey, and moreover, a cross-sea voyage, was far beyond the reach of fishermen and merchant caravans.
Therefore, even though they had intentionally asked Mò Mò Duō when setting out from Liúqiú, they couldn't find a suitable interpreter.
Inability to communicate was a great headache.
After thinking for a long time, Fang Er took out a bottle of Erguotou, unscrewed it himself, and beckoned to the old man.
"Hey~ Look at me!"
After saying that, he tilted his head and took a swig.
Then, he offered the remaining portion to him.
The moment the old man saw the bottle, his eyes lit up. Even Li Shimin would have called it a treasure bottle, how could he resist it?
Gathering his courage, he walked two steps towards Fang Er, then stopped and thought for a moment, then took another two steps, and thought again.
Truly, one step, then a pause!
Fang Er was somewhat speechless watching him, so he walked over to the old man, stuffed the bottle into his embrace, and made a drinking gesture.
The old man sniffed the opening of the bottle and immediately frowned.
Then, in the next moment, he did something that made Fang Er want to hit him.
The old fellow poured all the liquor in the bottle onto the sand, then pocketed the bottle as if it were a treasure.
"Damn it! Teacher, can I hit him?" Li Tai also became displeased.
This Erguotou was something he couldn't even get to drink, and this old guy actually wasted it like that!
"Go on, get out of the way!"
Fang Er glared at him, understanding that it was excusable not to have seen the world.