After the immortal disappeared

He Chunhua said solemnly: "Yes, but we definitely did not do it deliberately."

"Human life is precious, but the war in the central region is running against time. If we cannot bring back the big square pot in time, the rebels will go down the water, and the capital may be bloodbathed!" Sun Fuping sighed longly, "By then, not only the innocent civilians will die, but Hundreds of people, thousands of people... ten thousand people?”

He Chunhua opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. On the one hand, the interests of the family and the country are at stake, and on the other hand, human lives are at stake. Which one is more important?

Seeing that he was silent, Nian Songyu also let out a sigh of relief and secretly relieved himself of the tension.

In case Governor He was pedantic, he wouldn't mind using his sword sharply.

"The wild sand season basically occurs in September every year and lasts from February to March of the next year." Sun Fuping knows these information well, "But there are occasional exceptions, right?"

He Chunhua thought for a while and nodded slowly: "Yes, the official history of Qiansong County shows that the Kuangsha Season has been delayed for several years, causing a large number of human and animal casualties."

"What will it look like when it comes?"

“First there were violent storms, lightning and thunder, and then the desert was like howling ghosts, and the wind and sand were like dragons and snakes dancing wildly.” That’s why it’s called the Crazy Sand Season. “When people walk into the desert at this time, they will be buried alive within a few breaths. And. The sandstorm will not stop until next year.”

"I have also checked the records. In fact, the sand season in the Panlong Desert has been changed five times in the past century. Three times it was advanced and two times it was postponed. The most recent time was twenty years ago, when the sand season was advanced to mid-May."

He Chunhua also had an impression: "I had just arrived in Qiansong County at that time, and local residents had been talking about it for many years. Even in the following seven years, the passenger flow of Hongya Commercial Road was affected, and it slowly recovered later."

Everyone takes the Hongya Trade Road for safety; if Panlong Desert’s bad temper breaks out from time to time, who dares to earn such life-saving money?

"Interestingly, I got a clue from Grandmaster Zhu Gen: twenty years ago, he sent a team from Baling Kingdom to test Panlong Ancient City again. He didn't go there in person, but after counting the time, that team The team should arrive here in April or May!”

This time, Lian Nian Songyu was surprised: "National Master, are you saying...that the sand season was advanced that year, was it man-made?"

"It's very possible! At least the time is consistent." Sun Fuping said, "This team is personally led by Grandmaster Zhu Gen's valued disciple, Sun, who must give instructions before setting off. After arriving here, he successfully triggered the advance of the Kuangsha Season. ”

He Lingchuan said with a straight face: "But did they go back successfully?"

Sun Fuping sighed and shook his head: "That failure was a big blow to Grandmaster Zhu Gen. Later, Baling stopped organizing Panlong City expeditions."

"Doesn't this prove that it never comes back?" He Lingchuan laughed angrily, "Then why are we here?"

"What if I say that when the wild sand season comes, the safest place in the entire desert is Panlong Ancient City?" Sun Fuping turned sideways and pointed at the complete set of coarse porcelain wine sets on the counter. "Look, this is Can it withstand the storm? But what it was like when the coalition forces left Panlong Ruins, and what it is like now."

Everyone's expressions changed and they couldn't help but look around.

Indeed, the restaurant is open to wind on three sides, but the tables and chairs in the front room and the kitchen stove are all neatly arranged. From Situ Han's perspective, he can still see two earthen bottles on the stove, which contain either salt or lard. If wild sand falls here every year, how can these be preserved? Even this restaurant, these two rows of shops facing the street, and so many houses in the city are all wooden structures that are more than a hundred years old. Why didn't they collapse in the strong wind and sand?

When we walked into the city, no one thought much about it until Sun Fuping reminded us.

He Chunhua let out a sigh of relief: "There is often no wind in the eye of the storm."

Therefore, even if the wild sand season starts, no matter how much sand and rocks fly outside, the inside of Panlong City will not be affected.

"If you had told me earlier, we wouldn't have misunderstood." He Lingchuan shouted to the sky, stopped confronting Nian Songyu, walked back and sat down to drink water.

Situ Han murmured softly: "But the sand season will last at least four to five months. What will we eat and drink during this time?"

People needed to eat, and they only brought a few days' worth of water.

This team is full of tough guys, all of them are losers, not magicians who can live without food.

Before anyone else could speak, He Lingchuan laughed at him: "Think about it, if the big square pot is taken away by the imperial master, how can we continue to create the wild sand season? Maybe our return will be more peaceful than when we came."

He Chunhua frowned slightly.

Although this guy was reckless, he really was right. Sun Fuping breathed a sigh of relief and stroked his long beard: "Exactly!"

It took a lot of effort to convince the father and son to obey his arrangement; but if he really had to kill at will, it would be difficult to lead the team.

People's thoughts change.

When away from home, this kind of local snake in a remote area is really difficult to deal with even if it has a low official reputation.

Unexpectedly, He Lingchuan turned around and asked him again: "Master, you haven't made it clear yet. If we summon Kuangsha Ji but can't get the big square pot, how will we go back?"

This is the point!

Sun Fuping smiled and said, "Before departure, I have received permission from my king to use the power of the altar!"

Everyone was overjoyed and let go of these worries.

Yuanli is the collection of the country's destiny, people's hearts and minds, and the morale of the army.

It has great blessings on magical powers, can frighten all monsters, and can also break enemy magical formations. It is one of the country's most precious strategic resources and has many wonderful uses.

Yuanli, as the country's war reserve, is usually sealed in the altar, and officials cannot dispatch it at will. Fortunately, this is what the National Preceptor does, especially Sun Fuping, who has obtained the special permission from the monarch.

With this promise, the possibility of people leaving the desert increases by more than ten times? Although the fortune of Yuan Kingdom is not as good as it was when it was at its peak, it is not difficult to protect two hundred people from the desert.

At this point, He Lingchuan had eaten and drank enough. He stood up and stretched: "In that case, shall we start work at dawn?"

Nian Songyupi smiled but said, "Where are you going?"

"I'm tired, go to sleep." He Lingchuan yawned, "Aren't you going to be busy tomorrow? There's no beautiful lady here to accompany you, and there's no music to listen to. What can you do if you don't sleep?" This kid liked to get in trouble with him.

"Who told you that you can rest?" Nian Songyu didn't bother to hide his contempt, "You have to do the work tonight, do it now!"

"What are you doing?" He Lingchuan disliked him the most, "You?"

Nian Songyu took a step forward with a dark face, and He Lingchuan took two steps back, stood next to Zeng Feixiong and said, "Deputy Lieutenant Zeng protect me!"

Sun Fuping coughed lightly: "Business matters, bring the puppet up."

He Lingchuan then remembered that the Imperial Master had tied up two puppets parasitized by the Three Corpse Insects in Walnut Boat and brought them to the city. They were still placed outside.