After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 160 Three lines of verses determine life

   This time the prisoner thought for a long time before slowly shaking his head: "I have no impression. But General Lu often goes out alone and doesn't let us follow. This is a habit developed a long time ago."

  He Chunhua stood up and said, "Okay, Qinghe, you can treat his wound, and get him some food and drink. Since he cooperates, he deserves these."

  Father and son walked out of the woodshed.

  He Lingchuan asked him: "Father, do you want to report this inside story to the royal court?"

   "Yes, but it will be delayed until ten days later. The prisoner is a witness, and they will be handed over at that time."

  He Yue nodded.

  He Lingchuan wondered: "Why is it ten days later?"

   "Report now, Wang Ting will reply, maybe let me stay in Woling Pass to investigate this matter." He Chunhua smiled, "What is our top priority?"

   "Of course I'm going to Xiazhou to take office!"

   It is false to say that anything else is urgent. The first priority for He Chunhua is to sit upright in the position of Xia Zhou's manager!

  So He Lingchuan realized: "Father is so cunning!"

   At most five or seven days, they will board the ship and head north. After ten days, they will almost arrive at Shihuan City, and they will arrive in Xiazhou in a few days. After Wang Ting received the report, he had to send another person if he wanted to investigate Hong Qianqian's solution.

  After finishing talking, He Lingchuan yawned and stood up: "I'm going back to bed, and you too, Dad." After all, he has been busy all day.

  But just as he and He Yue took two steps, his father stopped him again: "Chuan'er, you stayed behind this morning, you were very brave, and I am very comforted by your father."

  He Lingchuan turned around with a smile, and was about to receive a few more compliments, but He Chunhua immediately said: "However, this is not allowed in the future."

   "Huh?" He Lingchuan was stunned, "Dad, aren't you trying to praise me?"

"The support army is three hundred, and if there are capable men, there is no need for He's parents and sons to go to battle in person." He Chunhua said warmly, "What's the use of being brave? You are a lucky general, but good luck will fail sometimes, so you can't rely on it. You At the age of sixteen, a man knows what to do and also knows what not to do, and thinks of his mother and younger brother before putting himself in danger."

  He Lingchuan stayed for a while, and then said "Oh": "Got it."

   After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

Back in the small courtyard where he was staying, He Yue said to him: "After the big brother fell off the cliff, Zhao Qinghe came to report the bad news. My father was very sad, but he still had to manage the safety of hundreds of people. His words did not mean to blame at all, so don't let him go." In my heart."

  He Lingchuan shrugged: "Do you think I take it to heart?"

   It was night, and the two shared a room.

  Actually, He Lingchuan always felt that there was something weird about it. If it was changed to the original body, the lungs would probably explode: after finally getting the limelight, he was lectured by the old man.

  But when he lay down now, his mind was full of a few verses left by the old turtle demon:

   Survive from death, keep the front and keep the clumsy.

  Exploring the truth in the virtual,…

  This old thing really likes charades. He Lingchuan really wanted to stir out the yolk.

  He wants to live.

  He wanted to live a wonderful life in this chaotic world of strange forces and gods, and people's lives being ignored.

   But he had to guess the riddle first.

  Old tortoise said that he was not strong enough, and the secrets of the sky were distorted, so he could only see these things. He Lingchuan had better laugh at it, otherwise there was no other way.

  The first two sentences of these three verses are easy to understand. If you want to survive, you have to keep a low profile and show less edge, and he has been doing this since time travel, and now at least he knows that he did nothing wrong.

If you are like the young man with the golden-haired spirit who kills Matt at the edge of the village and only knows how to be reckless and fight for the top, thinking that revenge is the only way to live a happy life, and thinking that the heroes of the world must give way to the halo of their protagonists, then their ashes may have been buried by others. Yang up.

  However, he would show his feet occasionally. For example, he showed his strength in Xianling Village and Xishan Road before, and was seen by everyone.

  The key is in the last sentence.

  What does it mean? For no reason, He Lingchuan recalled the experience of entering the Panlong dream twice.

   Could it be this?

  And he always felt that these three verses were light and light, as if a finale was missing.

  Look at this format, there must be a fourth sentence to be catchy, right?

   As a result, the old tortoise was very embarrassed and said that the fourth sentence could not be pushed out, so He Lingchuan asked He Lingchuan to think of it and make it up by himself.

  This **** can make up by himself?

  He Lingchuan thought for a long time but didn't have any more ideas, and he couldn't discuss it with others.

   These experiences can't be said in words at all, not to mention that the old turtle demon has warned him that these few verses can only be kept in his heart, and must not be written down.

   Alas, I am really worried.

  But in any case, he knew that his future might be turned upside down by these three verses.

  This is not a curse, but a prophecy. The curse can be solved, but the prophecy... He should be obedient and save his life first, and then try to make a comeback.

  Thrilling for two consecutive days, He Yue was exhausted and couldn't sleep.

   While tossing and turning, he could hear his elder brother snoring gradually, wondering if he was flexing his muscles in dreamland.

   What a big heart, He Yue sometimes envies this simple brother.

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  The next morning, He Lingchuan was woken up mercilessly.

  A visitor came to the door, and He Chunhua called him to go over quickly.

  The other bed is empty, and the bedding has been tidied up. It is obvious that He Yue went out early in the morning to run errands for his father.

  He Lingchuan knew it well, hurriedly washed his face and rushed over, putting on his coat on the way.

   Entering the living room and looking, it was indeed Wu Shaoyi who was talking to He Chunhua.

   Both of them had smiles on their faces, and Wu Shaoyi said when he saw He Lingchuan: "Young Master He, please bear with me from now on!"

   "Hi, easy to say, I was worried about you last night." He Lingchuan opened his eyes and said nonsense, "How is your health now?"

Wu Shaoyi sighed: "How can one day or two be enough to heal the deficiency of qi and blood? If you hold on, it will pass." He used secret techniques to replace the injury, but he had lost too much blood before, and even his organs showed signs of weakening , If you don't take care of it carefully, it won't get better in ten and a half months.

"The doctor in my team is very skilled in medicine. He will arrange your medicine and diet. You just need to take a good rest." He Chunhua said to He Lingchuan with a happy face, "There are three hundred elite soldiers who joined us with General Wu. They must be properly arranged!"

  He Chunhua went to Xiazhou, of course, the more talents under his command, the better. This person has generals and soldiers, both of which are ready-made. Although he can no longer fight on the battlefield, once he joins, the strength of the supporting army will also increase greatly.

  Wu Shaoyi shook his head and said with a smile, "What kind of general is that? I am now the deputy general of the supporting army."

  He Chunhua really gave him the position of lieutenant general in the army according to the conditions negotiated by the eldest son.

  Everyone laughed.

   Taking advantage of the relaxed atmosphere, He Lingchuan hurriedly asked about the battle in Desheng Town.

  It turns out that after Wu Shaoyi arrived in Desheng Town by water, he carried out a harassing guerrilla against the Lu bandits stationed in the town, especially against their horses. It is not easy to steal a horse, but it is not difficult to kill a horse.

   It just so happened that these horses were also raised not far from the stream, because there were too few water tanks in the town, Lu Bandit had no time to take them back, and God Crocodile led his men to take the opportunity to eat more than a dozen horses.

  He Chunhua sighed: "Unfortunately, Pei Xinyong refuses to join."

  Pei Xinyong didn't want to surrender, and he didn't want to be known whereabouts. Of course, he would leave as soon as possible after the battle of Desheng Town.

   Actually, it's not just Pei Xinyong? Wu Shaoyi recalled all his subordinates, told his future plans, and let the brothers who were willing to join the officers and soldiers stay.

   As a result, half of the people left.

   "I tried to persuade him, but it's a pity that everyone has his own ambitions. He said he would never return to the officialdom." Wu Shaoyi spread his hands, "I asked him about his future plans, and he only said that he took one step at a time, and he didn't tell me where I would go in the future."

  Although they were old brothers who fought side by side in the past, but one of them will eat public food, and the other will continue to be a bandit, so they are destined to part ways.

  He Chunhua sighed: "It's a pity."

  The three chatted for a while, and He Chunhua got up and left.

  His business is never finished.

  He Lingchuan poured Wu Shaoyi a glass of water: "I have good wine here. When you recover from your injury, let's drink two glasses."

  Wu Shaoyi readily agreed.

   "Just now you said, what does it mean that Pei Xinyong will not return to the officialdom?" He Lingchuan's ears were sharp, "He used to be an official?"

"He worked in Longxia Zhechong Mansion for six years and became Captain Guoyi. In the year of Chonghe Neilao, Longxia Zhechong Mansion was ordered to assist in the transportation of relief supplies. At that time, Lao Pei was young and straightforward, and he was not used to officialdom. After experiencing the problems of hair-plucking and mopping up layers, and hearing that the monarch wants to be strict and disciplined, and rectify the administration of officials, he was deeply encouraged, so he leapfrogged his superiors to report corruption and resell supplies."

   So Pei Xinyong still has these past events? He Lingchuan was very interested: "And then?"

"Then he blocked the car with his arms, and his boss has always been good. The charge was directly charged to him, and there were all witnesses and material evidence, so he couldn't argue. He was fired and sent to prison without trial. , his buttocks were rotten, and he almost died in it. When others rescued him from the prison, there were still maggots crawling in the wound on his waist and eyes. Although the wound was healed later, he also fell into a weak position. bug."

  Wu Shaoyi shrugged: "That's why Lao Pei often said that Da Yuan is Da Yuan. He is not interested in officialdom, nor is he interested in Mr. He's recruitment."

  He Lingchuan didn't know what to say.

   After a while, he continued to ask Wu Shaoyi for advice:

   "I still don't know one thing. From what you can tell, Hong Xiangqian must be a great person. Why does he want to use a notorious ogre like Lu Yao? He is not afraid of thieves, um, the reputation of the rebels will be ruined?"

   "Actually, in the eyes of the holy master, Lu Yao is no different from us." Wu Shaoyi sighed quietly, "They are both murderous knives, maybe he is faster and sharper."

  He Lingchuan thought about this sentence carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

   What makes a knife good or bad? The key is in whose hands it is held.

  Those who achieve great things don’t care about small things. Perhaps Lu Yao’s petty hobby of cannibalism and small stains on his morals are not even small things in Hong Xiangqian’s eyes.

   Having said that, Wu Shaoyi didn't know that the Holy Master was dissolved in order to survive in the world, and He Lingchuan didn't intend to tell him.

  Lu Yao often got drunk later on, so it should be after properly placing Hong Qianqian's primordial spirit?

  How long a person's soul can exist after death depends on the strength of the soul. For ordinary people, it is about seven days, and the strong soul can last for a while, just for a while.

  (end of this chapter)