After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 569 Unmoved

  Hong Chenglue twitched: "Shut up!"

Although it was Ajin's plea that Wu Qing gave Hanjiu powder, and he later reported it to Hong Chenglue, but as He Lingchuan said, Ajin knew nothing about poisons, and it was obvious that giving her sugar pills would be perfunctory, so why did Wu Qing give the real truth? poisonous?

   Who wants Ah Jin's life?

"The two armies are fighting, and the disaster is not as good as the family. It is because my father did not do well. He is too utilitarian." He Lingchuan took a light breath, "I don't know what kind of grievances and grievances there are between you and Bega, but There is an injustice and a debtor, my father just kidnapped Ah Jin, he didn't kill her, and he didn't want to kill her at all."

  He Chunhua only wanted to take Ajin back from the enemy. If he killed Ah Jin and made himself a strong enemy for nothing, what good would it be?

   Leaving morals aside, if He Chunhua's approach can successfully force Hong Chenglue to retreat, many soldiers will die in the Hanhe War.

   Isn't this the optimal solution he made after weighing the pros and cons?

   However, some people don't want to see this situation.

"You didn't swing the knife at each other now, because you knew in your heart that I was not the murderer who forced Ah Jin to death." He Lingchuan said again, "It's just that it is too powerful, and even you are powerless to resist, so I have to put all the resentment on my father's account. From then on In this regard, you are no different from those numb and weak civilians in Bailu Town."

  Don't dare to resent the strong, but only bully the weak.

  Hong Chenglue pressed the handle of the knife, and a cold light overflowed.

  The other party's sarcasm made him even more angry.

However, He Lingchuan looked directly into Hong Chenglue's eyes without any fear: "You can publicize my real name and identity as you like. Every year countless outsiders flee into Beja, including heinous people and people from enemy countries, but Beja never cares. They They all live well here.”

  He even smiled: "Why do you think that I will be treated differently by Bega?"

  He Lingchuan's trust is not good for no reason.

  People have always longed for a powerful existence. Since Beja is called the country of gods, there are many monsters and people who want to crowd here. As far as He Lingchuan knew, Bega did not reject talented people, nor did he pay much attention to their origins—even if they were from enemy countries.

  This is the self-confidence brought about by strength.

  He Lingchuan knew for a long time that Bega didn't care about the fighting in Yuan's country, and even the Shuangye Guoshi allocated a part of his energy to support the New Year's praise, which was opposed by the country.

   That is to say, Vega didn't take Kite Country seriously at all, and didn't regard it as an opponent. So what's the fuss about He Lingchuan, the son of the governor of Xiazhou in the Yuan Kingdom, entering Lingxu City?

  Here, there are a lot of people who have thicker criminal records and more complicated identities and backgrounds than him, but live a better life than him.

  What is special about He Lingchuan that deserves Beja's attention?

   "Look around, who cares about the kite country in the west? Who cares about what happened to you in the kite country? And who cares, your enemies in the kite country also appear here?"

  The guests around talked and laughed, singing and dancing.

  This is Lingxu City, the people of the land favored by the gods have the right not to care about anyone.

  Hong Cheng said nothing, but stared at him closely.

  He Lingchuan looked at him calmly, unafraid: "As Chiyan's special envoy, I came to Lingxu City to assist in the investigation of the case of elixir. You are causing unnecessary trouble by doing something to me now."

  Hong Chenglue's eyes changed a bit. This little guy seems to be different from a few months ago?

   "Oh? What's the trouble?" He smiled sarcastically, "You really think highly of yourself."

"General Hong." He Lingchuan said sternly, "Although you have been reinstated, you are still a casual general in Lingxu City. If you get involved in something bad, you may not be among the candidates to fight on the Eastern Front. "

   At this moment, a young servant rushed over quickly and said to the two of them, "You two, the sale will start soon. Your Highness, Prince Chiyan, please!"

   Fu Shanyue noticed the situation here.

  The killing intent in Hong Chenglue's eyes faded, and he said coldly: "The matter between us is not over yet."

  He Lingchuan smiled and raised his hand: "Please."

  Hong Chenglue also reached out to take a glass of wine from the tree spirit's tray, then walked to the venue without looking back.

  He Lingchuan walked back unhurriedly, with a calm expression, but his back was already wet with sweat.

   Isn't he afraid that Hong Chenglue will expose his background?

   Scared to death!

  Bai Ziqi has been investigating his details, and may even send people to the country of Fu to inquire. Once he heard that He Lingchuan was from the Yuan Kingdom and was born in the Panlong Desert, it would be easy to equate him with Dafanghu.

   Given the importance Lingxu City attaches to the Dafang Pot, he must have no good fruit to eat.

   Fortunately, Hong Chenglue didn't know this yet.

  He didn't know that He Lingchuan's life was already in his hands.

  He Lingchuan exhaled secretly.

  Lingxu City is really full of thorns every step of the way.

   How many enemies do you have in total? It's all here, and maybe two tables of mahjong can be assembled when you sit down.

   His uncle's.

   At this time, he had the leisure to observe that little tree spirit—

   Sure enough, it is fake.

  In fact, this is an ordinary puppet maker. In theory, it is no different from his golden-armored bronze man or Wu Shaoyi's flying pigeon, but this thing actually needs a controller. He Lingchuan turned to the back of it and suddenly found that it was a creature of unknown origin, covered in the skin of a little tree spirit, shuttled around the venue serving tea and wine to people, and doing the work of a servant.

  Although it was a bit slow, it did disrupt the two people's expectations of making a move just now, and it was a great help to He Lingchuan.

  So he took out an ingot of silver from his pocket and put it on the little tree spirit's tray:

   "Thank you very much."

  The little tree spirit immediately rewarded:

   "Guest and generous!"

But a short figure squeezed in beside him, snatched the silver taels from the plate unceremoniously, and reprimanded: "What do you mean 'customer is generous', do you still serve the plate in a restaurant? Say 'thank you for your patronage' '!"

  He Lingchuan looked down, and there was an extra gibbon beside him, with white hair on his forehead.

  Uh, a few days ago he took part in a one-day trip to the outskirts of Lingxu. Isn’t this guy the group leader and tour guide? He seems to be called Lao Ge?

  Why did you come to Dunyuan again?

  He Lingchuan frowned: "This is the reward for it."

  Gibbon Lao Ge grinned: "They all work for me, and I will distribute the money they get! Customers don't have to worry, it's a share!"

  The little tree spirit landed on its shoulder, and it seemed that it had no complaints.

   "Aren't you picking up the tour group?"

   "As long as it can make money, I will do it." Lao Ge laughed and said, "Dun Garden is on sale, and Manager Fang said that there are still a few eye-catching gimmicks, so I brought people here."

"people?"

  Little Tree Spirit lifted his hijab to reveal his true face.

   It turns out that these are a group of monsters shaped like praying mantises. They can fly, but their appearance is dark and unattractive. After putting on a puppet shell, they look much more beautiful.

  He Lingchuan's heart skipped a beat: "You really know the way in the lower city."

  The sale of Dunyuan seems to be loose, but in fact everyone is allowed to enter, and no one is allowed to enter unless the rich and powerful. The last time this ape demon was in the tour group, he wasn't bragging. He recognized everyone from the top to the bottom, and he was considered a small half-headed snake.

  Old Ge patted his chest: "It's not just in the lower city? I can eat well in the upper city."

   "Okay." He Lingchuan exchanged contact information with him, "I'll call you if I need anything."

   "Get what you want."

  He Lingchuan walked back slowly, and sat down beside Fu Shanyue.

  On the stage, another lot was hammered down.

   "The next lot, No. 1111, is an unknown strange object. The starting price is three taels of silver."

  He Lingchuan was taken aback: "Why is it still this one?"

  Before he was dragged to the corner by Hong Chenglue for a private conversation, the sales meeting was already auctioning off this horn. Why did he wait until he finished talking with Hong Chenglue and chatted with the gibbon Lao Ge for a while before walking back?

   What the salesman showed on the stage was indeed the horn-like monster, even the color was exactly the same.

   This kind of small thing can't be sold for a lot of money, and the auction time it occupies should be very short. For a big-name salesman like the one on the stage, it would be considered preferential treatment if he was willing to give it twenty breaths.

  Fu Shanyue rolled his eyelids, feeling a little impatient. He was waiting to see the competition for Infinity Gold, but was delayed by this little thing: "Just now when I was about to shoot this item, the salesman found that the explanation given by the organizer was wrong, so he took other pictures first."

  He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, held his hand tightly, but ignored the **** bone necklace that was always hot.

  There are too many strange things happening around these unknown strange objects. First, the display cabinets were monitored, and then the horns were suddenly changed from Tianyulou to Hanxiangtang for sale. The first auction even claimed to have taken the wrong information...

   It's like waiting for him specially!

  He Lingchuan felt a little creepy when he first thought of this idea.

  When he first came to Lingxu City, Zhaixing Tower wanted to catch him in. Now he is full of vigilance to everything around him.

   Whatever the Bone Necklace wants, it's not worth his risk to do it now.

  So he ignored the auction of the horns at all, just had a glass of wine, and whispered to Fu Shanyue in the audience.

   Unknown wonders are actually not that easy to sell. The salesman yelled twice, but no one answered.

  Seeing Qiliu shoot, he was about to knock on the hammer and shout "next one", when someone below raised the sign:

"I."

  He Lingchuan glanced out of the corner of his eye, coincidentally, it was the complainer beside the showcase just now.

  The companion with a square face and big ears was still sitting next to him: "Hey, do you really want this thing?"

   "If you want it, it's not expensive."

  After he bids, the salesman will count down again.

   Fortunately, no one was arguing with him about this thing, and the final decision was made, and it was sold at the price of three taels of silver!

  Complaining customers happily pay for things.

  The soul-absorbing mirror in He Lingchuan's arms couldn't help but said: "You seem to want this?"

  He hummed.

   "Why don't you bid?"

  He Lingchuan didn't answer, he was on the edge of Fushan Yue, this person has amazing hearing, how could he casually chat with the mirror?

   "Then knock this chatterbox unconscious and grab the things later?"

  He Lingchuan shook his head slightly.

   That's all, Lingxu City is so big and there are so many treasures, so the **** bone necklace doesn't have to eat the horns, right? Find a more delicious one for it next time, won't it be over?

  At this time, the guests below were already urging: "Okay, okay, next one!"

  (end of this chapter)