After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 219

   "If you draw a wrong line on the charm line, the whole charm will be scrapped."

   "You mean, Lu Yao's painting didn't take effect because it was destroyed?" He Lingchuan couldn't help but laugh, "No matter how reckless he is, he shouldn't be so contemptuous of something that is his life-saving trump card?"

"I've heard of Lu Yao's name. This guy is called the cannibal general. He was originally born in a reckless family." Li Qingge smiled, "But you are right, this talisman is skillful and delicate, showing years of accomplishment, should be It's not Lu Yao who can do it."

   "This is just an ordinary talisman, and it's the Wind Fixing Technique..." Li Qingge suddenly stopped talking, picked up the talisman paper and pointed it at the brazier.

  She got closer and closer, He Lingchuan thought she was going to throw the talisman paper into the brazier, and just about to speak, the talisman paper "huh" caught fire.

   "Hey!" You can't see it and don't need to burn it, this is the ration of the gods!

  He Lingchuan wanted to take it back, but Li Qingge grabbed his arm: "Be safe and don't be impatient!"

  The tone is determined and severe, completely different from the gentleness before.

  The flames burned out in two or three strokes, and the miracle was that the talisman paper was still intact, but the air smelled of burnt smoke.

   "Sure enough." Li Qingge turned the talisman paper to him, "Look again."

  He Lingchuan couldn't take his eyes off it. He still saw the red letters on the black paper, but the stroke pattern seemed to be a little different.

   "Is this what it is?"

  Li Qingge didn't answer, but put it back on the table and flattened it, and observed it carefully.

   "I've only read this kind of spell in ancient books, but I didn't expect to see the real thing today." She said seriously, "This is the curse of the gods."

   "What is the function?"

   "Using oneself as a skin, invite the gods to come down to show the supreme supernatural power."

  So Lu Yao didn't intend to save himself and escape by swallowing the charm at that time, but to invite the gods to come down to earth and use a wave of big moves to kill all the enemies?

   This is not intended to survive, and someone needs to be buried with him. Lu Yao did not live up to the name of a thug.

   "What's the difference between that and God's descent?"

"Have you heard of God's descent?" Li Qingge glanced at him, "God's descent must go through a long and careful arrangement in advance, and the gods will descend in a designated skin that can withstand its power; God please, the sacrificed skin may not necessarily meet the requirements of the gods."

   "Is it okay to invite any god?"

"Of course not." Li Qingge said with a smile, "Gods don't like to be offended either. Those who draw the talisman must pray and communicate in advance, that is, say hello first, and invite the other party to come if there is any difficulty. Therefore, every drawn talisman is true. The world already corresponds to a god."

   "So, which **** does this one correspond to?"

"Then I don't know. There is a correspondence in the dark, and it won't be displayed on the spell." Li Qingge said softly, "I heard that the price of the divine descent technique is huge, let alone this kind of divine curse. When it was used, the person involved was either desperate or exhausted, so the bargaining chip was paid to the gods in advance, and when humans swallowed the talisman, they asked the latter to show up to help. After Lu Yao swallowed the talisman, no **** was invited. That's why he was so surprised."

   Got it, this is a check, cash it when it's time to cash it. As a result, Lu Yao was skipped.

  The gods didn't believe what they said, and Lu Yao's despair and doubts can be imagined.

  After hearing it clearly, He Lingchuan was afraid for a while: "It's thanks to the gods that he didn't kill him, otherwise none of us present would survive?"

"Almost." Li Qingge changed a cup of hot tea, "I've never seen a **** descend, so I don't know its power. But since it can be used as a killer's weapon, it shouldn't be weak. I guess it's not Lu Yao. It should be made by Hong Xiangqian."

   Hong Xiangqian has the name of "Holy Master", so it's not surprising that he can communicate with the gods, right?

   "Why didn't the gods come?" If this spell was made by Hong Xiangqian, it should be very reliable, and the price was also prepaid by Hong Xiangqian, so Lu Yao only needs to use it.

"It's hard to say." Li Qingge thought for a long time, "Maybe the spell itself is flawed, after all, there is no standard version of these secret arts to compare with; maybe the gods don't like Lu Yao and are too lazy to help him—anyway Hong Xiangqian is dead. This spell should be a contract between Hong Xiangqian and the god; or maybe... the **** is busy and can't come in person?"

   "Anyway, it comes down to that sentence—" She pushed the talisman forward, smiling like a flower, "Young Master He is really a lucky general, so you can meet the one-in-a-million luck."

   "It seems that I should go back and have a drink to calm down the shock." He Lingchuan put away the talisman, thanked Li Qingge, and left.

  Hou Songyang looked at his back, thoughtful.

   Half a quarter of an hour later, Li Fubo came to see him, and he happened to pass by He Lingchuan on the way.

  Songyanghou discussed with him the improvement of the method of cutting off the knife. Since the knife nature is very active, the time for planting the knife may be shortened to less than ten days.

  After discussing the business, Li Qingge asked Li Fubo: "You have been with He Lingchuan for seven or eight days. What do you think of this person?"

  Li Fubo thought for a while: "Except for his preference to practice martial arts, he is no different from ordinary rich people. He has a somewhat reckless personality and spends a lot of money, so he is not annoying in the army."

   "Reckless?" Marquis Songyang smiled, "The spirit weapon chooses the master. Do you think Zhong Shengguang's legacy knife will recognize a reckless man as the master?"

  Li Fubo shook his head: "Subordinates believe that the choice of the master of the spiritual weapon will not consider the temper, but only the courage."

  Songyang Hou pondered: "Then, at least these four characters exist."

  He Chunhua is scheming, while the eldest son He Lingchuan is reckless and straightforward.

Is it like this?

  At this time, the maid came to report: "The business news from the branch of the Northern Demon Country has arrived."

   "Bring it in."

  So someone came in to deliver the letter.

  Li Fubo took the opportunity to resign.

  …

  Since there is no way to learn from the black talisman, He Lingchuan conveniently fed it to the **** bone necklace, and then returned to the post house.

  Unexpectedly, He Chunhua and his wife were both there.

   Mrs. Ying asked him when she saw him: "You and Songyang Hou have been chatting for so long, what did you say?"

   "Let's discuss the plan of recasting the Broken Sword, and I'll ask her to analyze what Lu Yao left behind." He Lingchuan yawned, "The almond tea from her is delicious, it's gone."

   "What?" It was He Chunhua who spoke.

"A black talisman, I picked it from Lu Yao." He Lingchuan shrugged, "It turned out that it was a talisman to invite the gods to come down to help revenge. He used it but it didn't work. Hey, I walked before the gate of hell. without knowing it."

   "Let me see." He Chunhua reached out to him.

   "It's gone." He Lingchuan scratched his head, "The pattern on it can only be displayed if it is close to the fire. I accidentally burned it to ashes."

  He Chunhua snorted, but didn't seem to care. Mrs. Ying sighed softly: "Songyang Hou is also very pitiful, he became a widow at a young age."

   "She...?" Has she ever been married? He Lingchuan was stunned.

   Forget it, he was already tired of saying "why no one told me".

Mrs. Ying, however, was very satisfied with the eldest son's cooperative expression: "Li Qingge married secretary supervisor Fan Linong at the age of sixteen. This was a marriage appointed by her grandfather. It can be said to be well-intentioned. I heard that Mr. Fan is very good-looking, He was the youngest secretary-supervisor since the founding of Da Yuan, and he and Li Qingge could make a perfect couple. It's a pity that he was not blessed to receive the beauty's favor, and died of illness within two years of marriage. He was twenty-nine years old. This is really, God's jealousy Talent."

  Secretary Supervisor is the chief of the Secretary Province. He is in charge of classics, maps, astronomy and calendar. It sounds like he has a high rank. In fact, he is equivalent to the director of the National Library. He has no real power in this dynasty.

  It seems that the old Marquis of Songyang knows the truth of high position, power and risk, and found a leisurely husband for his granddaughter who is far away from the center of the political storm.

  He Chunhua smiled: "Where did Madam hear about it?"

Mrs. Ying squinted at him: "The aristocratic family in Shihuan City has all kinds of news." This time she made friends in Shihuan City, and the news is much better than before. ever?"

"Fan Linong was indeed talented, and he did die early, but he didn't die of illness." He Chunhua turned his head and told the housekeeper, Lao Mo, to take care of the affairs, and then continued, "He was on the wrong team in the battle for the throne. As a result, after Jinsheng inherited the Great Reign, After promulgating the reform, he ridiculed and criticized it, advocating that the reform was weak and ineffective, and advocated the enlightenment of the northern demon country. Later, someone accused him of sympathizing with the rebels, secretly assisting the rebellion, and presented evidence, and the king chopped off his head. "

  He said slowly: "Guess, who is the person who reported him?"

  He Lingchuan looked at Mrs. Ying, who was shocked.

   Collaborating with the enemy and treason is a serious crime. If the evidence is convincing, why is this trial not made public, but Fan Linong’s real cause of death was covered up under the pretext of dying of illness?

   Taking a step back, Li Qingge is fine, and can still manage her Songyang Mansion well.

  The Fan family is fine and not implicated?

  The answer is almost ready to come out.

  Madam Ying hesitated for a moment before asking tentatively, "Could it be Li Qingge?"

"'Someone secretly sent evidence of crimes into the palace and presented them to the king', these are the original words, I don't know if it is the Marquis of Songyang. The only ones who know the truth may be the king and the informer himself." He Chunhua leaned back on the chair, "However, I heard that Marquis Songyang just entered the palace two days before Fan Linong was arrested. Not many people know about this matter, and the king intends not to spread it to the outside world."

  Madam Ying caressed her heart and tremblingly said: "This woman has such a vicious heart!"

  She and He Chunhua have a happy relationship and everything goes smoothly. She can't imagine how other women would blame their husbands.

  But hearing this, she was mostly relieved. Since the husband knows that Songyang Hou has a heart of snakes and scorpions, probably he will be wary of her?

  He Lingchuan was also very surprised. Does this count as knowing people but not knowing them?

  At this time, the housekeeper, Lao Mo, came in and reported: "Master, everyone is here."

  He Chunhua sat up straight: "Let them in."

   Seeing that he was about to deal with business, Mrs. Ying hurriedly left.

  Before arriving at Dunyu, Chunhua He wanted to call his subordinates for another meeting. This time people came together, the He family father and son, Zeng Feixiong, Wu Shaoyi, Zhao Qinghe, Mo Zhe Jingxuan, and the three newly promoted generals of the supporting army all arrived.

  These are the backbone He Chunhua can trust.

  Before he spoke, he gave each of his subordinates a green leather bamboo tube with a plug on the mouth.

  (end of this chapter)