After the immortal disappeared

Sun Fuping stood up: "Since Governor He and I have the same idea, let's start with this clue."

"How to find it?" Nian Songyu frowned, "Do you want to pray for rain at Panlong Ruins?"

"Praying for rain here has a success rate of less than half, but it takes five or six times more effort than usual." Sun Fuping smiled bitterly, "I tried to summon Shanze just now, but there was no response at all."

Summoning mountains and rivers here is really imaginative. He Lingchuan couldn't help laughing: "This place is so dry that even the landowner died of drought."

"If rain doesn't come, then water it with water. That's probably what the team from Baling Kingdom did." Nian Songyu thought for a while, "It's impossible to attract rain all over the city, and it's not necessary. We have to find the right place."

It is impossible for the team of Baling Kingdom to ask for rain to rain down on Panlong City here. The limited water must be used in precise locations. There are successful precedents in the past. Sun Guoshi and his party can make a rough estimate as long as they deduce based on the situation.

"In my analysis, there are only a few places where rainwater can trigger the wild sand season: Mitian Temple, Zhong Shengguang Ancestral Hall, Red General Ancestral Hall, Zhong Shengguang's cemetery, and the mass graves in Panlong City." Sun Fuping added, " Those two ancestral halls were built when the people were still alive, and they are rare living ancestral halls.”

As we all know, only dead people or gods can enjoy the incense offered in ancestral halls; if you build a shrine for living people, it is not worshiping people, it is harming people, because 80% of living people will not be able to enjoy the blessings, which may shorten their lifespan or lead to death.

Obviously Zhong Shengguang and General Hong are special cases, figures who were deified during their lifetime.

He Lingchuan asked curiously: "Why is it not included in the cemetery of General Red?"

He Chunhua answered him: "He was not buried. At most, he was just a tomb, which has no value of searching."

Nian Songyu asked: "Even if we find these locations, how do we determine where to water in the end?"

"We can't, but the Three Corpse Insects know." Sun Fuping ordered someone to bring up several sealed glass jars, and there seemed to be mist lingering inside.

Everyone took a closer look, good guys, where is the fog? There were clearly four or five swimming three-corpse worms in the jar!

They are very lively, and each one puts his head on the edge of the jar, looking a bit like a jar of eels.

"They only move in one direction, that is, away from the big square pot." Sun Fuping explained, "That is to say, the opposite direction they swim is where the big square pot is. If you take this pot and walk around the target location, you can find it. ”

This old man has a deep palace and plans everything in advance. If he holds back his misfortune, he will probably do it very carefully... He Lingchuan glanced at him quietly, becoming more and more wary.

Then everyone picked up the glass jars and went their separate ways.

…

The He family father and son naturally walked together to Zhong Shengguang's cemetery.

On a cold and windy night, I walked through the ruins of a city. This feeling of loneliness and decadence reached its peak when I saw Zhong Shengguang's cemetery.

Zhong Shengguang's tomb is located in the northwest corner of the South Gate Square where they first passed. It is actually a very large and magnificent tomb. It is made entirely of green granite and covers an area of ​​two acres. Judging from the surrounding situation, the burial people deliberately demolished many houses to make room for the construction of this large tomb.

The epitaph is very simple: the tomb of Zhong Shengguang, the commander of Xiluo, with the dates of birth and death next to it.

It has been more than a hundred years. Except for many traces excavated by later generations, the entire tomb is intact, and there is not even a broken corner on the stone strips that built the tomb.

When the He family father and son came here, they both let out a long sigh.

The story of Panlong City and the Gale Army has been sung year after year, and continues to exist in Blackwater City today, but how many people can come to pay homage in person to this legendary general who sacrificed his life for the country?

He Lingchuan sighed: "The enemy actually built such a big tomb for him."

Zhong Shengguang committed suicide when the city was destroyed, fulfilling his vow of "when the city is alive, people will be there, when the city is broken, people will perish." Later, Panlong City was massacred, and of course no compatriots could bury him. Those who built this tomb could only be his enemies.

"The Xianyou Kingdom also had to do this. Zhong Shengguang was beheaded after his death, and his head was sent to the Xianyou Kingdom to ask for merit. The whole country celebrated, and the palace accepted it as a collection. However, after that, weird things happened in Panlong Wasteland, and people and animals were unable to survive. , no vegetation grows. What Xianyou Kingdom wants is a wilderness rich in minerals, not a desert that no living person can enter, so they sent people to Panlong City again to bury Zhong Shengguang in the hope of calming the anger of the resentful soul. "

"Then it failed." What happened to Xianyou Kingdom and what happened to Panlong Desert needs no elaboration.

He Chunhua took out two bunches of incense from nowhere, lit them, and gave one bunch to He Lingchuan: "It's a hard trip."

Let’s pay homage to the hero’s soul.

The two of them bowed earnestly, and He Lingchuan took out a bag of kumiss from his arms, and then took out three cups and filled them.

The He family father and son gave a false invitation to the tombstone and drank it all in one gulp.

He Lingchuan gently sprinkled the wine on the grave and whispered: "General Zhong, please protect us from entering and exiting the Panlong Desert safely, so that we can have the opportunity to offer you wine again in the future."

He Lingchuan took out the glass jar and walked around Zhong Shengguang's tomb, but the three corpse insects in the jar did not change direction and always faced south against the wall.

In other words, this tomb is not their target.

He walked around and came back and saw He Chunhua thoughtfully asking: "Dad, what are you thinking about?"

"I thought, if we really find the Dafang Pot and send it to the inland battlefield, the wild sand season in Panlong Desert will also be an end, right?"

"Definitely. Isn't this a good thing? The Panlong Wasteland looks barren, but in fact it is rich in products. If not, the coalition forces would not have fought against Panlong City. If it had let us go, Qiansong County would not be so poor. "At this point, He Lingchuan looked at He Chunhua's expression and was startled, "What, did I say something wrong?"

"Both are correct, but I think it's best for Panlong Desert to remain as it is."

He Lingchuan wondered: "Why?" There are still people who like to guard a moody barren desert?

"The Panlong Desert is an obstacle, a disaster, and an impermanence, but it is also a guarantee. The Big Kite is no longer as strong as it once was. If this layer of protection is removed, the consequences will be unpredictable."

"What kind of guarantee is Panlong Desert?" He Lingchuan secretly praised the county governor for his delicateness, but on the surface he smiled, "If we can find the pot, our whole family will have to move to the capital, so why do we care about fishing in Panlong Desert? If it’s windy or rainy here, it doesn’t matter to us.”

This statement was indeed in line with He Lingchuan's original character. Sheriff He looked at him and smiled: "You are quite knowledgeable about the ways of being an official."

Regardless of promotion, the trouble belongs to the next magistrate, he can just pat his butt and leave. As the eldest son said, why worry about others?

If the sky falls, there will always be others to hold it up.

In fact, He Lingchuan understood immediately upon hearing it. The Panlong Desert is a buffer zone among several major forces. Anyone who wants to cross it to attack the Kite Kingdom will have difficulty. Moreover, the wild sand season, which lasts for less than half a year, is a nightmare for almost all expeditionary forces. During this period, unless they can To support war with war, the plundered materials can support the army, otherwise the logistical supplies will be completely cut off.