After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 44 Find a breakthrough

  Once the Panlong Desert becomes ordinary, can the border of the Yuan Kingdom be so peaceful? This is a huge question mark, after all, the neighbors are not vegetarians.

   Fortune and misfortune depend on each other. If Da Sima hadn't offered generous conditions, He Chunhua would not have hoped that the Panlong Desert would disappear.

  He was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Chuan'er, do you think Commander Zhong's perseverance in the past thirty-two years is worth it?"

  He Lingchuan thought that since you asked me, you must feel worthless in your heart.

   "It's not worth it." He pretended to be blunt, "Panlong City is still falling, and Xiluo Kingdom is still perishing. It took thirty-two years, and he didn't change anything."

"In the first twelve years, the Xiluo Kingdom was unable to go westward to regain the lost land, and did not even know that there were millions of soldiers and civilians standing on the Panlong Wasteland; in the next 20 years, the Xiluo Kingdom tried to cede the Panlong Wasteland to the Xianyou Kingdom several times. For a while. If I were Zhong Shengguang, I would die of anger when I encountered such a weak and slow-moving old country!"

"The Xiluo Kingdom used to be very famous. It was two hundred and seventeen years old, and it is a rare longevity country in the universe." This continent is rarely peaceful, and the shortest regime in the world is only a few dozen days. Most small countries die within 20 to 30 years. After going through the whole process of the rise and fall of survival, the Xiluo Kingdom is already able to survive. "But when Zhong Shengguang was guarding Panlong City, there were domestic and foreign troubles in Xiluo, the rich and powerful were singing and dancing, the hungry people were displaced, and the foreign enemies continued to attack. The twilight bell of the end has already sounded." He Chunhua said this and stopped talking. Tombstone sighed.

  Dad was thinking of himself, and He Lingchuan didn't tell the truth. Today's Great Yuan Kingdom is indeed a bit too similar to Xi Luo in the past.

   At this time, the clouds broke and the moon rose, and the city was full of desolation.

"Commander Zhong, is it boring to stay here alone? I'll drink two more glasses with you." He Lingchuan couldn't help but offered another two glasses of wine to Zhong Shengguang. Look at the heroic figure of his old man!"

  Zhong Shengguang and the Red General are 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 the living shrine of the Red General in the city, but there is no tomb of him, not even a tomb. Is it possible...he didn't die in the last battle?"

"The Red General was struck by the lightning brought by Xianyou's national teacher, and the seven records before and after were wiped out on the spot. The soldiers on both sides witnessed it with their own eyes, so there should be no mistake, otherwise the morale of Panlong City would not have suddenly collapsed." He Chunhua shook his head, "You are still young, you don't know when manpower is scarce."

  He Lingchuan was about to speak, when suddenly two swishing sounds came from the northeast direction.

  Two fireworks went up to the sky and exploded.

   That is a sign agreed in advance. He Chunhua immediately 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.

If you want to come here, it should be a bustling scene of ancient trees and tourists when the incense is at its peak, but now it has become a large-scale deserted scene after more than a hundred years of smashing, looting and burning. The clear springs and lotus ponds have long since dried up. The old trees have turned into dead trees, and no new green has sprouted.

  At least half of the exquisite buildings were destroyed, especially the magnificent main hall dedicated to Mitian, which was completely destroyed.

  He raised his hand and broke it, and it broke.

The statue of Mitian is a stone sculpture, the length of just a forearm can catch up with He Lingchuan's height, but unfortunately, no one can get a glimpse of its original appearance, because the whole stone statue was cut into seven or eight pieces after being pushed down, and each piece was chopped with a knife and axe. Apply ink again.

  The coalition army hated Panlong City and Gale Army, and even hated their beliefs to the bone.

  After all the people arrived, Nian Songyu held the 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 corpses in the glass jar also changed direction. No matter which way he went, they were all against the side wall away from the pool!

   "Pool?" Situ Han wondered, "Are you sure it's this pool? If we make a mistake, we won't be able to get any more clean water."

  The Chipa Plateau is rich in water, and the water features in the Mitian Temple are also very delicate. There are springs, streams, and as many as six pools.

  The pond in Song Yuxiangzhong in the year of the year is just outside the main hall. It has an irregular shape, much like a wishing pool that accepts people's coins. The area is about twenty-six or seven square meters.

  Of course it is empty now, with neither koi nor coins.

  Sun Fuping walked around the pool, stretched out his hand and pressed a few times on the edge of the pool: "There are several color differences in the barriers on the edge of the pool, which seem to be blocked later."

  Everyone saw it, and 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. It is also roughly repaired. It doesn't look like the craftsmanship of Panlong City people who enshrine the God of God, and it doesn't look like it was done by the Xianba coalition." He Chunhua pondered, "Could it be this? What did the last team sent by Baling Kingdom do?"

  The proud disciples sent by the ancestor Zhu Gen didn't come all the way to be bricklayers, did they?

  If they really made up the pool, then they must have a target.

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

  Sun Fuping said seriously: "The more important thing is why the pond was dug up and by whom."

  Zeng Feixiong pointed to the large and small stones scattered on the ground and said: "Maybe it was accidentally smashed by falling rocks when the main hall was destroyed."

  The temple was ransacked, the magnificent buildings and statues collapsed, and even the ground was smashed into a big hole. What is so strange about a small pool being smashed through?

"Maybe this is the effect that the person in charge wants to forge?" He Chunhua pondered, "Panlong City is broken, and the soldiers of the coalition forces will enter the city to loot wantonly, and the officer will not be able to stop it. No matter what these soldiers damage, it is very common. If this The mouth pool looks like it was destroyed during the looting, and the coalition forces will not be able to investigate it carefully, so they can cover up its hidden secrets."

   "When people are panicking and the dragon is about to break, who can arrange it so calmly?"

  The answer was ready to come out, Nian Songyu murmured: "Zhong Shengguang, or his confidant. He wants to open the pool to release the water before the city is destroyed."

  If they are not mistaken, the deep meaning behind this action is worth exploring.

  Decades later, the expedition team of Baling Kingdom probably had a similar judgment and repaired the pool again.

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

  (end of this chapter)