After the immortal disappeared

Once Panlong Desert becomes ordinary, can the border of Yuan Kingdom still be so peaceful? This raises a huge question mark, after all, none of the neighbors are vegetarians.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other. Unless Da Sima offered generous terms, He Chunhua would not want the Panlong Desert to disappear.

He was silent for a while and whispered: "Chuan'er, do you think Commander Zhong's thirty-two years of perseverance have been worth it?"

He Lingchuan thought that since you asked me, he must feel that it is not worth it.

"It's not worth it." He pretended to be outspoken. "Panlong City still fell, and the Xilao Kingdom was still destroyed. It took thirty-two more years, but he didn't change anything."

"In the first twelve years, the West Luo Kingdom was unable to march westward to regain the lost territory, and it did not even know that there were millions of soldiers and civilians holding on to the Panlong Wasteland; in the next twenty years, the West Luo Kingdom tried to cede the Panlong Wasteland to the Xianyou Kingdom several times. If I were just complacent for a while, I would be angry to death if I encountered this kind of incompetent motherland!"

"Xi Luo Kingdom was once famous and famous. It lasted for 217 years. Looking at the inner world, it is a rare country with long life." There is rarely peace in this continent. The shortest surviving regime lasted only a few dozen days, and most small countries fell into disgrace within 20 to 30 years. Having gone through the entire process of rise, fall, and survival, Xilao Kingdom has been able to survive very well. "But when Zhong Shengguang was guarding Panlong City, Xiluo was suffering from domestic and foreign troubles, the powerful were singing and dancing, the hungry people were displaced, and foreign enemies were attacking endlessly. The doomsday bell had sounded." After He Chunhua said this, he said no more and stroked Zhong Shengguang's hand. The tombstone sighed.

Dad was thinking of himself, and He Lingchuan didn't tell him. Today's Dayuan Kingdom is indeed a bit too similar to the Silla Kingdom of the past.

At this time, the clouds broke and the moon came out, illuminating the desolate city.

"Commander Zhong, isn't it boring to stay here alone? I'll have two more drinks with you." He Lingchuan couldn't help but toast Zhong Shengguang two more glasses of wine, "It's a pity that I couldn't pay homage to the Red General. Pay tribute to his heroic appearance!"

Zhong Shengguang and General Hong are both legends. As far as He Lingchuan himself is concerned, he is even more curious about the mysterious Red General.

He asked He Chunhua: "There is a shrine to the Red General in the city, but there is no tomb, not even a tomb. Is it possible that... he did not actually die in the last battle?"

"General Red was struck by thunder from the sky caused by the sacrifice of his life by the Imperial Master Xianyu. Seven strikes before and after him were destroyed on the spot. The soldiers from both sides witnessed it with their own eyes. There should be no mistake. Otherwise, the morale of Panlong City would not suddenly collapse." He Chunhua shook his head. "You are still young and don't know when your manpower will be limited."

Just as He Lingchuan was about to speak, two whooshing sounds suddenly came from the northeast.

Two fireworks shot up into the sky and exploded.

That was a sign agreed upon in advance. He Chunhua looked at it and said: "They found it, let's go!"

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Within two-quarters of an hour, everyone gathered in Mitian Temple.

It is located in the heart of Panlong City, covering an area of ​​ten acres, with numerous courtyards and pavilions.

I think this place should have been a bustling scene lined with ancient trees and crowded with tourists when the incense was at its peak, but now it has become a large-scale desolate scene after more than a hundred years of smashing, looting and burning. The clear springs and lotus ponds have long dried up, and the originally lush The ancient trees have become dead trees, and no new green sprouts.

At least half of the exquisite buildings were destroyed, especially the grand main hall dedicated to Mi Tian, ​​which was completely destroyed. It was first torn down and then burned to the ground. When everyone approached the original site, they saw only a few dark wooden piles lying around.

He raised his hand and broke it into pieces.

The Mitian statue is a stone sculpture, and its forearm is as long as He Lingchuan's height. It's a pity that no one can see its original appearance, because the entire stone statue was cut into seven or eight pieces after being toppled, and each piece was chopped with knives and axes. Apply ink again.

The coalition forces hated Panlong City and the Gale Army, and even hated their beliefs to the core.

After everyone arrived, Nian Songyu held a glass jar in his hand and said solemnly: "This is it!"

He walked around the pool in front of the main hall, and the three corpse insects in the glass jar also changed directions. No matter where he went, they were pointing away from the side wall of the pool!

"Pond?" Situ Han asked curiously, "Are you sure it's this pond? If we make a mistake, we won't be able to get more clean water."

There is a lot of water on the Chipa Plateau, and the water features in the Mitian Temple are also very exquisite. There are springs, creeks, and as many as six pools.

The pool that Nian Songyu photographed is just outside the main hall. It has an irregular shape and looks like a wishing pool that accepts people's coins. The area is about twenty-sixty-seven square meters.

Of course, it's empty now, with no koi or coins.

Sun Fuping walked around the pool and pressed a few times on the edge of the pool: "There are some color differences in the barrier layer on the edge of the pool. It seems that it was blocked later."

When everyone saw it, it was true. There are several repairs on the edge of the pool, and the workmanship is rough and uneven, which is far from the original craftsmanship of the pool. It can be seen that the subsequent repairs were really just repairs, which was perfunctory enough.

"There is a gap of many years between the old and the new. The repairs are also rough. It does not look like the craftsmanship of Panlong City people who worship Mitian God, nor does it look like the work of the Xianba Alliance." He Chunhua pondered, "Could it be that this is What did the last team sent by the Baling Kingdom do?"

The proud disciple sent by Grandmaster Zhu Gen didn’t come all the way to be a plasterer, right?

If this pond was really filled by them, then they must have had a clear purpose.

What He Lingchuan is more concerned about is why this pond was dug in the past.

Sun Fuping said seriously: "What's more important is why the pond was dug and who dug it."

Zeng Feixiong pointed to the large and small stones scattered on the ground and said, "Maybe they were accidentally damaged by falling rocks when the main hall was destroyed."

The temple was looted, the magnificent buildings and statues collapsed, and even the ground was smashed into a big hole. Is it strange that a small pool was smashed through?

"Perhaps this is the effect that the person in charge wants to fake?" He Chunhua pondered, "If Panlong City is broken, the coalition soldiers will definitely enter the city and plunder, and the commander will not be able to stop it. No matter what these soldiers destroy, it is ordinary. If this The pond looked like it had been destroyed during looting, and the coalition forces were able to cover up its hidden secrets without even looking into it."

"When people are in panic and the dragon is about to break, who can still arrange it calmly like this?"

The answer was about to come out, Nian Songyu murmured: "Zhong Shengguang, or his confidant. He wants to open the pond and release the water before the city is broken."

If they are right, the meaning behind this action is worth exploring.

Decades later, the expedition team of Baling Kingdom probably made a similar judgment and refilled the pond.

Situ Han came up to take a look, with a troubled look on his face: "What do you mean, do you want to put water into this pool? But even if we pour all the spare water of more than 200 people in, I'm afraid it won't be enough to cover the bottom of the pool."