After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 31 Red Cliff Road Ends

   "Trust the national teacher." He Lingchuan smacked in the direction of Sun Fuping, "The majestic national teacher is risking himself, so you and I have some confidence?"

  Sun and Nian walked in the front, separated by a long distance from He Lingchuan, separated by more than ten rows of soldiers.

  The newly joined gangsters were not taken seriously by them at all.

   Situ Han looked at their backs: "Can they hear me when I speak?"

   "Don't worry, definitely not." He Lingchuan himself didn't remember how many bad things he said about the two in front.

Only then did Situ Han whisper: "These two are really arrogant. If we encounter danger after entering the desert, we probably don't care about our lives. Young Master He, for the sake of the Chinese New Year every year, you should take care of our brothers Our thirty or so people came out to work hard, and there are more than a hundred women, children and family members in Mangshan! If we die, they won't even be able to drink porridge."

  Although he called killing and stealing goods as hard work, his expression was still very sincere.

  Write all the worries on Chi Guoguo's face.

   "I know." He Lingchuan comforted him, "I will keep an eye on you and prevent him from sending you to die in vain."

  After he walked away, He Chunhua asked the eldest son: "What does he mean by saying it's for the New Year?"

   "Every Chinese New Year, doesn't he come to pay us New Year's greetings?" The most important thing is that every Chinese New Year, Situ Han will prepare a generous gift for Young Master He. For example, last year, what he gave to He Lingchuan was a string of pearl necklaces, each of which was almost the same size, round and brilliant.

  Yes, it is the string He Lingchuan forwarded to Uncle Hao.

  What did you give the year before last? Hmm, can't remember.

  Of course, there is no need to tell Dad about these little things.

  He Chunhua looked at him and shook his head, the brat is reckless, and he is never lenient in accepting gifts.

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  Heishui City, He's House.

  Although there were only two people left in the family, Mrs. Ying told the kitchen to cook carefully, and put a total of seven dishes on the table, which was even more hearty than usual.

  But she didn't really have much appetite, drank half a bowl of yellow rice porridge, and only took two bites of the flower roll that He Yue gave her, and stopped eating.

   "Yue'er, where do you think your father is now?" He Chunhua left, as if he had taken her soul with him. Mrs. Ying couldn't sleep at night, and her delicate makeup couldn't hide her haggardness.

   "It should have been a few post stations." He Yue comforted her, "Zeng Feixiong is familiar with the desert, and Sun Daguo is in charge of the field. Father and brother will definitely be able to come back before the crazy sand season."

  Madam Ying sighed: "It is said that your brother is a lucky general, this time you must not lose the chain."

  He Yue sounds weird, mother doesn't seem to blame father for taking away brother?

   Mrs. Ying asked about the affairs of Qiansong County, and He Yue said that he could handle it.

  Finally, she asked: "There is still no news from the east?"

  "No. Floods blocked the way, and besides, the war was fierce in the east. The rebels killed the spies if they caught them, and the messengers didn't dare to go there."

   In fact, there is no need for his father to explain again and again, he will also pay attention to the information on the east side.

  Unfortunately, there is no news now.

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   On the second day, the left, right, up, down, front and back were all covered with yellow sand, and even a living thing could not be seen.

   This short section of Hongya Road leads to the former Panlong Ancient City, and no caravan will go there.

   Everyone cherishes every step they take, because this smooth road is coming to an end.

   "There is no way." A message came from the front of the team.

  Looking eastward, the father and son of the He family can still see the huge base of half of the mountain slanting upwards, like a dagger pierced into the sky.

  The first half collapsed nearly a hundred years ago, hitting the Red Cliff Road where the team was supposed to be traveling.

  The endless rocks turned it into a dead end road.

   Zeng Feixiong murmured: "I wonder if it's God's will." He didn't let the sleeping heroes in the city be disturbed by the latecomers.

   "How can there be so much wishful thinking?" Nian Songyu sneered, and ordered everyone, "Get off your horse, we have to lighten the burden."

  There is no road ahead, and the horse is useless. Each person prepared five days of dry food and water, and handed over the horses to several army cooks.

   Situ Han stared at the endless desert.

  The undulating sand dunes are clean and tidy, without even half a footprint.

   "How do we go next? One step away from Hongya Road, we will all be eaten!"

   "Of course not, don't you sand bandits know the best?" Nian Songyu stopped him with one word.

  Situ Han was embarrassed. As people who lived in the Panlong Desert for most of their lives, they are very clear about the local taboos, and they also have their own tricks and tricks.

  Nian Songyu pointed to the desert: "Tell me, how do you go if there is no Hongya Road? I think you have some experience."

   "First of all, my lords, keep the order of the country well, and you must not reveal it, let alone activate it!" There are many officials in this group.

  Nian Songyu said, "Why?"

"The heroic spirits in the desert have been defending the frontiers of their homeland during their lifetime. We walked in with the orders of other countries. Isn't that deliberately planting flags to promote hatred? These things are one-sided, they can hide and hide, so don't provoke them! "

   There is some truth to this. Sun Fuping told the officials: "Take the kite money and don't reveal it."

   Then Situ Han said: "Are we going to the ancient city of Panlong? The distance is still far away, and it is impossible to walk there. I have no choice."

  Sand bandits drill into the desert, mostly to avoid pursuit or vendetta.

   "So, we need to change to another vehicle." Sun Fuping took out three things from his arms.

   Those are three miniature boats, each about an inch long, seem to be carved out of half a walnut, with exquisite craftsmanship. Not to mention the wood grain on the ship's side, the folds of the boatman's clothes and the flying hair are all carved in a delicate and reasonable manner.

  Just looking at this carving work, it can be called a master level.

"This is a treasure I borrowed from a friend. I have to return it when I'm done using it up. Well, stay away!" After finishing speaking, Sun Fuping took out three crystal clear green pills and put them in the right hand held high by the boatman in the boat. Then throw the three walnut boats onto the sand.

  Nian Songyu whispered: "Xuanjing!"

  The green ball is the size of a quail egg, and throwing it down seems to be able to knock down a walnut boat. But the fact is not like this at all, Qingwan disappeared after touching the boatman's hand, and the whole boat began to tremble strangely, as if something was about to run out.

   You are not stupid, you have avoided it in advance.

   Sure enough, the walnut boat expanded at an astonishing speed, and its volume multiplied. In just two breaths of work, the originally one-inch-long toy turned into a wooden boat that was more than five feet long and one foot high!

  They are parked on the yellow sand, and the original walnut boat is scaled up according to the original scale. Of course, the boatman standing at the bow has also become the size of a normal human being.

  (end of this chapter)