After the Fairy Disappeared

  Corruption is mostly a nest case. If we dig deeper and investigate, we don't know how many people will be implicated. But He Lingchuan felt that Shuangye Guoshi was not so easy to be picked up.

   "Also, Qinggong has been under the scrutiny of Zhaixinglou recently." Fang Canran smiled, "The case of the elixir medicine is being pursued by Bai Ziqi, and there is no progress so far. Tiangong is very unwilling. At this time, Qinggong must act more restrained."

  He Lingchuan expressed his feelings: "The opponent is too strong."

  It is said that the power of the sky is unpredictable, and the Temple of Heaven represents the highest will of the country. Whoever it stares at, whoever it hits, will prostrate on the ground and remain motionless.

   is as honorable as a national teacher, and dare not offend it.

  If it were a different opponent, Qingyang Guoshi would not be suppressed so badly.

  He raised his glass and said, "Come, drink."

   Just as the last bit of honey wine in the urn was finished, Fang Canran left: "I've been out for a long time, I should go back."

  He Lingchuan followed suit and stood up: "Aren't you going to stay for dinner?"

   "No, I remembered that Dun Yuan still has something urgent to do."

   "Okay, I'll send Mr. Fang off."

   Walking from the pier to the main entrance, the two of them were silent on the way.

   At this moment, Fu Shanyue returned to Pianxiang Villa, and was startled when he saw Fang Canran: "Boss Fang? What wind brought you here?"

  Fang Canran bowed to him: "His Royal Highness, Mr. He ordered a treasure in Dunyuan, and I will send it to him. It is getting late, so I will go back first."

   "Okay, okay, no delivery."

  Fang Canran smiled at He Lingchuan again: "Young Master He, we will meet later."

  He Lingchuan raised his hand to say goodbye to him.

   Will there be a period later? Of course.

  Fu Shanyue watched Fang Canran's carriage leave, and asked He Lingchuan: "What did he give you?"

   "Send it?" He Lingchuan rolled his eyes, "He sold me a toy, which was ridiculously expensive, and cost nine thousand six hundred taels of silver!"

   "What the hell?"

   "A Dreamland."

  Fu Shanyue wondered: "You are a stingy miser, would you spend 10,000 taels to buy a toy?"

   "I'm just asking, who knows that he really has it, and even delivered it to me personally. Can I say no?" He Lingchuan suddenly smiled, and said to Fu Shanyue, "How about I resell it to you?"

"I have a big head, I want this?" There must be ghosts in it, but Fushan is too lazy to care, "You can keep it for yourself. By the way, the Caohai event hosted by Zhongsun's family will be held soon, and the invitations have been sent to I'm here, and I'll return the receipt for you."

  He Lingchuan clicked his tongue twice: "Zhongsun's family is really good. Zhongsunmou's life and death are unknown. They still have the mind to engage in activities?"

"This is a tradition in Lingxu City. It happens every two years and has lasted for hundreds of years. How dare his family let this tradition be broken in his own hands?" Fu Shanyue said sadly, "In comparison, Zhongsun Mou's How big a thing is life and death?"

  He Lingchuan shrugged: "By the way, is there any progress in the case of instigating the prince?"

  Fu Shanyue chuckled: "No, but I went to Da Si Nong's house again this afternoon, and stayed there for two hours. Old man Yao wanted to use business to escape, but I stopped him."

   "You took everyone away?" In today's Zhuangzi, there are very few Chi Yan guards, and He Lingchuan knew at a glance that Fu Shanyue called everyone out.

  Is this the third time for Fu Shanyue to go to Yao Mansion?

"Hmm, take them all to Dasinong's mansion. I'll have tea inside, and they'll be waiting outside." The guards in Chiyan were all well-dressed, and all they had to do was carry flags, put up banners, beat gongs and drums, and say we're going to Dasinong. Si Nong's family is here.

  Yao's Mansion was originally a first-class wealthy home in Lingxu City, usually full of people and cars. Now dozens of Chiyan guards have blocked half of the main gate, everyone sees it and understands it in their hearts.

  Prince Chiyan came to Yao's mansion to pick quarrels and stir up trouble, to bring himself a topic and stir up heat.

  But the emperor acquiesced, what can others say?

  And the people of Lingxu City really like this. Many dignitaries even sent special personnel to stay at Pianxiang Villa, hoping to see what kind of tricks Prince Chiyan could do next time he went to Yao Mansion.

  I heard that Yao Xingning had gone through a storm once, and wanted to come for a while, but he was strictly guarded by his father and restrained.

  The son-in-law of the Yao family, Cen Boqing, killed demons to get pearls in Chiyan, and murdered the special envoy of Chiyan. The Yao family was already very passive in this matter, and with the addition of the suspicion of instigating the prince to kill and set fire, Da Sinong felt overwhelmed.

   At this time, I have to be a low-key person, and I have to endure the laughter and scolding of Prince Chiyan, and I must not let my daughter stir up any troubles.

  Fu Shanyue stretched his waist: "In seven or eight days, I will go to him again to ask for the result."

  He Lingchuan rarely told Fu Shanyue: "Be careful."

   "Forget it, I have my own measure."

  After eating, He Lingchuan went back to his yard to practice martial arts.

  Twice successive eruptions of Emperor's Ointment made the aura of heaven and earth recover gradually, and his practice became easier. At this time, the first dantian was basically filled with the true power of Huaye, and he began to fill the second dantian.

  Even the avatar technique has progressed. The duration has been increased from the original twelve breaths to twenty breaths, and it can be up to twenty feet away from the body. Of course, the real power consumed has further increased, but for him now, it is easily affordable.

  After playing with the gun for half an hour, He Lingchuan was steaming with heat, but he still didn't feel sleepy. The fierce tiger lay on the tree and saw its claws itching, jumped down from the tree in two steps, let out a long howl, and pounced on it.

   For a moment, the tiger's claws were shot, and his yard was so lively.

Jiao Yu is usually lazy as if he has no bones. He can lie on his stomach and never stand up. However, he can easily slap three thousand catties with one slap. The blow, in the eyes of outsiders, is a series of afterimages.

   Then, the person may be gone.

  Its power is stronger than that of Uncle Da. Both have the signature skill Tiger Deterrence, and they are born with a kingly spirit, which suppresses other creatures to the point of tearing their hearts apart.

  A gardener happened to pass by outside, and suddenly he heard a tiger roaring, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and everything in his hand fell to the ground.

He Lingchuan has been with it for a long time, so he is not afraid of it, but Jiao Yu's strength and agility are better than Meng Shan's, but his moves are less - the moves of monsters have always been expensive and not expensive. Back to Basics.

  The nearby Tongxinwei were all attracted, and they were dazzled after watching for a while, and lost their color when they looked at each other.

  Although it was just a human-tiger sparring, the battle at this time was already more intense than He Lingchuan's brave fight against Uncle Da in the ruins of Qianxing City. Uncle Da cultivated the supernatural power of ice, but Jiao Yu was born with the ability to control the wind, so although he was bigger than Naifu in size, he was lighter and more agile.

  Finally, it opened its mouth wide and rushed towards He Lingchuan. The latter raised his spear horizontally and stood in front of him.

  Jiao Yu put all his fangs on the barrel of the wooden gun, then shook his head, and the stick snapped.

  He Lingchuan hugged its head and shouted: "Foul foul! I didn't use the Tenglong gun!"

  Jiao Yu put away his paws, and He Lingchuan held down its shoulders instead.

   One person and one tiger wrestled for a long time, and in the end He Lingchuan was pushed back several steps by it and lost.

   Both parties were lying on the ground, exhausted enough.

  Jiao Yu stuck out her tongue, panting harder than a dog.

   Not counting the last hand-to-hand fight, it knew very well in its heart that it was far from He Lingchuan's opponent.

well.

  Since the He Gong battle against Fan Sheng, the special envoy's cultivation seems to have made great strides forward again.

  He Lingchuan sweated for a while before patting Jiao Yu's forehead: "Go, go take a bath in the lake."

  After entering the water, he lay down on the back of the tiger and slacked off.

  When he crawled out of the lake, the tiger also came out of the water to shake its fur, and happily splashed his head and face.

   "Ouch, I'm going!"

  He Lingchuan went back to his room and changed into clean clothes. The mirror caught his eye and asked him:

   "Did you play some charades with that Fang?"

   "Yeah." He Lingchuan grabbed a towel and wiped his hair, "He may have something to do with the old man I met in the City of the Undead."

   "Your old friend in Undead City?" The mirror pondered for a while, "Huh, that must have been more than a hundred years ago?"

  He Lingchuan nodded.

  The mirror is clear. No wonder the master has to be cautious in probing, people's hearts are unpredictable, let alone after more than a hundred years.

  He Lingchuan took a sip of hot water, recalling the conversation with Fang Canran in the afternoon.

  Generally speaking, if the descendants do not agree with the concept of the ancestors, they will not wear the ancestral seal ring on their hands all the time, and they will not remember the time when it was cast so clearly—it is mostly the result of the father's earmarks.

  But He Lingchuan still didn't know what Fang Canran was thinking.

   Mirror asks, "Why test him if you're not sure?"

   "Because, I have to find a way to find some help." He Lingchuan sighed, "The current situation is too difficult."

  As a pure outsider, his goal is too difficult, his plan is too difficult, and he just needs a good helper who knows everything about Lingxu City.

   But whether Fang Canran is such a person, he is not sure.

  Ancestors are ancestors, Fang Canran is Fang Canran. Individuals inherit the relics of their ancestors, but they may not necessarily inherit the behest of their ancestors.

  Time is the terminator of all beliefs.

  Once He Lingchuan makes a wrong judgment, what awaits him may be a catastrophe.

   "Let's observe again, today's contact is at least a good start."

  He sat down to meditate and adjust his breath, and it ended after two hours.

  He Lingchuan played the flute for a while, then took out the Xiaochengmengxiang that Dun Yuan had found for him, put it beside his pillow, and fell asleep peacefully.

  …

  As soon as he entered Panlong City, he stood under the Juluo tree.

  A tree is verdant, fluttering in the wind, already taller and taller than other street trees by the river.

  He patted the tree: "When will I grow another golden leaf?"

  Gu Luoshu naturally ignored it.

   It was the strange head on the tree who shouted: "Hey, what are you talking about with a tree? Where is my dreamland?"

   "You can see it when you go out." He Lingchuan took it off the tree branch, shook it twice, and found that it became lighter again.

  No matter how erratic and free the monster head is in reality, in Panlong City, it can only be hung on the branch of a Juluo tree. If He Lingchuan didn't pick it up, it wouldn't be able to move.

   "Why would someone collect Dreamland?" He Lingchuan was puzzled, "They are not Nightmare."