Male lead strategy plan [Transmigration Book]

Because it was going out to sea secretly, the boat did not dare to make too much noise, so it only dared to push the oars out of the port first. As for the formations and spirit formations on the boat, it dared not open them until it was far away from the coastline.

So because of this, there is still some risk in the distance from the port to the distance from the coastline.

But fortunately, the weather was calm today, and the boss of the boat was also a familiar hand, so the journey was safe and sound. After two hours, the coastline of Yunzhou could only be seen as a line in the distance.

It was also at this time that the ship's boss activated the spiritual array on the ship, and only heard a loud hum, and the starting device of the passenger ship changed from human power to spiritual power.

Jiang Yan also came out to take a look at this time. He had been an otaku before and had never had such an experience, so he found it a bit novel.

"It seems that Hanzhou's maritime trade is very prosperous." As soon as a leaf falls, autumn is known. Hanzhou's research on the sea ship spirit array, in the eyes of Jiang Yan, who has studied the formation, is very good and can be done. At this point, it is enough to show that maritime trade is very important.

Zhao Qiuchen, like Jiang Yan, is good at learning formations, and nodded after listening: "There are indeed some ways."

Meng Lang, on the other hand, was still heartless, smiling and talking to the people around him, looking very approachable.

This flattered those Foundation Establishment cultivators, because for them, such amiable Jindan real people are rare, so none of them felt that there was anything wrong with Meng Lang's obviously ignorant questions or the questions he was looking for. On the contrary, they enthusiastically gathered together to answer, wishing to give the Jindan Daoist an account of the eight generations of their ancestors.

Jiang Yan found it interesting, and watched for a while, until Meng Lang was also overwhelmed by the question, and then he smiled and pulled Meng Lang away.

"How is it?" Jiang Yan led Meng Lang and Zhao Qiuchen back to his room and sat down, but he himself leaned against the window, watching the monks coming and going on the deck along the window.

"Most of them went to Huizhou to travel or visit friends, and some went to Huizhou to look for elixir and herbs. Only a small number of them didn't seem right." Meng Lang's face was no longer bright and hearty, and his expression was very serious. .

Jiang Yan nodded.

Meng Lang's bright personality and stable appearance seem to be the best protective colors. Talking to him seems to make people let go of their guard.

Zhao Qiuchen frowned, "It's not going well on my side. These crew members are well-trained and have a strict mouth."

Jiang Yan closed the window lightly, and smiled: "It's natural, since eating this bowl of rice, who is willing to ruin his own job, this merchant ship is not an ordinary black ship, but a merchant ship under the banner of a big force, naturally Be cautious."

After hearing this, Zhao Qiuchen frowned even deeper.

Meng Lang was still optimistic, and said with a smile: "Don't talk about that, why haven't I seen Martial Nephew Lu in the past few days, before he never left, why has he disappeared since he got on the boat?"

When Meng Lang mentioned Lu Chen, Jiang Yan also rubbed the center of his brows helplessly: "What's more, I don't know what's the matter, but he suddenly became diligent these few days, and he just stayed in his room to practice all day long. I persuaded him to come out for a walk, but he didn't want to." Alas... It's really hard to let him go, Jiang Yan sighed inwardly.

After hearing this, Zhao Qiuchen couldn't help raising his eyebrows, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end his lips twitched and he didn't speak.

"It must be because that Miss Bai is angry." Meng Lang didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement: "In any case, he is also an excellent generation of our Xuanqing Sect. He was forced to marry and was almost beaten to death. He must be upset!"

Jiang Yan looked at Meng Lang with a half-smile, he hadn't seen him for a few days, but he completely let go of his previous thoughts. I really don't know if this person is heartless or heartless.

"Cough!" Zhao Qiuchen coughed at the right time: "Martial nephew Lu is a young man after all, let's stop guessing with the mind of a young man. Since he is willing to speed up his training, that's a good thing."

Jiang Yan nodded thoughtfully, but the frown still persisted.

**

After walking peacefully for two days like this, and hearing from the crew that they had already traveled a normal way, and it would be there in three or five days, Jiang Yan became more and more uneasy.

It was a clear day in Japan this day, but the boss of the ship sent someone to look for Jiang Yan, saying that he had something to discuss with Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan's heart moved slightly, but he followed.

The boss of the boat lived in the control room. As soon as Jiang Yan entered, he saw seven or eight monks gathered around a formation, outputting spiritual power, while the boss of the boat sat aside with frowning eyes, his expression dignified.

Seeing Jiang Yan and the others coming in, he hurriedly stood up to greet him: "Renren Jiang."

Jiang Yan's expression was gentle: "I don't know why you want me to come here?"

The boss of the boat struggled for a moment, and then said: "I didn't want to bother the real person at first, but according to the weather forecast, I'm afraid that we will encounter a storm in an hour. , and ask real people to look after them.”

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, since they were on the same boat, this was justified.

"Of course." Jiang Yan nodded: "I just don't know where I can help?"

As soon as the boat boss heard Jiang Yan's answer, he immediately smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that the protective formation needs a lot of spiritual power, and the monks on my side are afraid of being short of manpower, so we need real people to watch over the protective formation at all times, and help when the spiritual power is insufficient. "

It's not too much trouble.

"Okay, I agree to this." Jiang Yan agreed very simply.

The boss of the boat thanked him again and again, and felt a little embarrassed for what Jiang Yan said.

When Jiang Yan left the control room, the gentle smile on his face slowly disappeared.

Is this intentional or unintentional?

Jiang Yan couldn't be sure, but he felt that maybe his bad premonition happened today.

He immediately went back to the house, and when he went in, he found Zhao Qiuchen and Meng Lang were there. Seeing him coming in, he said in unison, "I'm looking for you too?"

Jiang Yan was taken aback: "What do you mean?" After speaking, he immediately reacted: "What did he ask you to do?"

Zhao Qiuchen frowned: "He asked me to take care of the crew on the deck and be careful of monsters in the sea."

"Let me take care of the passengers in the cabin, for fear of any trouble." Meng Lang shrugged his shoulders with a nonchalant expression.

Jiang Yan couldn't help lowering his eyes. They were together, but the boss of the boat talked to them separately. Is this unintentional or intentional?

"He asked me to take care of the escort formation." Jiang Yan said in a deep voice, "His assignment to us is quite appropriate. He can see that I have the highest status, so all he assigns to me is the job with the highest safety factor like guarding the transmission formation. Lang has been close to the passengers these few days, so I asked you to take care of the passengers, leaving Qiu Chen the most dangerous thing."

Jiang Yan frowned and looked at Zhao Qiuchen: "What do you think?"

Zhao Qiuchen just smiled at this time: "Peak Lord, although Qiuchen's cultivation base is not long, this matter still won't trouble me."

Jiang Yan couldn't help but said: "I'm just afraid that they will have some tricks in this, for example, deviate from the safe channel and ask you to deal with the Nascent Soul monster. I'm afraid he is planning to divide and attack."

When Zhao Qiuchen heard this, his expression sank.

"Then what should I do?" Meng Lang looked at Jiang Yan according to the old practice, as if Jiang Yan said something, and he immediately executed it.

Jiang Yan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I'll take care of the deck, that's all I can do."

"No!" The two of them said in unison again at this time.

"Peak Master, your injuries are still not fully healed, and your current situation." Zhao Qiuchen said with a frown.

Meng Lang also wanted to persuade, but Jiang Yan raised his hand to stop Meng Lang's words, waved his sleeves to put on the soundproof cover, and said something sincerely, only to see Zhao Qiuchen and Meng Lang still disapproved. Appearance, but after all there is no exit check anymore.

When the two of them agreed with him, Jiang Yan removed the soundproof cover, but at this moment his eyes were full of determination.

"Just do this, only in this way can we take the lead." Jiang Yan made the final decision.

**

An hour later, their boat and the storm met unexpectedly.

The originally calm sea instantly turned into a raging tyrant, roaring and roaring, while the seemingly huge merchant ship turned into a helpless leaf, letting the waves throw itself away. come and go.

The monks on the boat were all terrified, but Jiang Yan and the others went to join the boss of the boat after instructing the ugly-faced Lu Chen.

Lu Chen stood and watched from a distance for a while, and then went to look for Zhao He and his party who were familiar with them before with a sullen face.

Jiang Yan and the others found the boss of the ship. Jiang Yan excused that he liked the wide deck, and proposed to guard the crew on the deck, and asked Zhao Qiuchen to guard the formation instead.

The boss of the boat hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed to the request.

The main reason is that there is no reason to refuse.

Seeing that Jiang Yan had agreed, he went up to the deck with a smile on his face, but Zhao Qiuchen's face sank like water, and after watching Jiang Yan's back disappear into the cabin door, he followed the boss of the ship into the control room.

Meng Lang, on the other hand, guarded the only way out of the cabin, one man guarding the gate and one man guarding the gate.

It was raining and windy on the deck. Jiang Yan couldn't stand firmly as soon as he went out, and was almost bumped. The next moment he stood still, the pouring rain hit him on the face.

Jiang Yan had this bad luck in his heart, but he didn't want to say anything, and he didn't dare to waste his spiritual power. He could only endure the discomfort and walked to the middle of the crew guarding the eyes of the formations on the deck.

This is specially set up to support all parties, and it can also provide a little shelter from the wind and rain.

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he entered here, and he glanced at the crew around him.

Seeing that although their faces are not very good-looking, they are still standing upright, and they seem to have spare strength.

Jiang Yan nodded in his heart, and it didn't look like it was a very difficult situation to deal with.