After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 551 Everything is Alive

  She smiled slightly, "Of course, if this thing is used properly, it can divert the attention of the gods."

  Shao Jian wrote it down carefully.

  He Lingchuan paid attention to the word "some" she said.

   On the other hand, these punishment dragon pillars that would disturb the gods are only a few, and most of them are invisible.

   Mi Tian's thoughts are also very poisonous.

  After she finished explaining, she got up and left.

  Zhong Shengguang's brows have also been relaxed, and at this moment he grabbed Shao Jian's shoulder and said: "I have to go out now, and I won't be back in a few days. When you come to my house to drink, you will not return if you are not drunk!"

   "Okay, then I'll go for a stroll in the city first." Shao Jian was not polite to him, "I'm coming to Panlong City this time, I have something urgent to ask you, let's talk about it in a few days."

  The two laughed and walked out of the fighting hall side by side.

   Zhong Shengguang was very busy after all, so he left and went back to the government office after not having a few words with him.

  He Lingchuan was accused of being Shao Jian's personal bodyguard, and from now on he would never leave him. This is also in his mind, after all, there are many mysteries behind Yuan Guo, and He Lingchuan still hopes to get a sideways attack from Shao Jian.

  Even in Panlong City, Shao Jian dressed as an ordinary businessman, the clothes were neither expensive nor shabby, the hotel he stayed in was neither luxurious nor cheap, and he behaved quite well. He stopped on Wanglin Street, inconspicuous in the endless crowd.

Looking at the bustling crowd, Shao Jian was full of novelty: "This place is much more prosperous than before. Three years ago, the passenger flow on Wanglin Street was less than half of what it is now. Have you seen that clothing store? It turned out to be selling Buns."

  He Lingchuan said: "Panlong City opened up internal and external trade five years ago, and money and goods gradually began to flow."

"That's the reason." Shao Jian nodded again and again: "I told Zhong Liyao long ago that Panlong City needs to communicate with the outside world so that it will not become a source of water. In the past ten years, Panlong City fought wars while fighting Taking care of the people's livelihood, everyone has a very difficult life because of the isolation."

  But He Lingchuan can actually understand Zhong Shengguang's previous decisions. Before paying God, he was afraid that Panlong City would be infiltrated by secret agents and rebels, so he had no choice but to close the city gate.

  As the lord of a city surrounded by enemies, he has too many long-term considerations.

  Until the Dafang Pot was able to release the three corpses, Panlong City dared to open the door of convenience and take the first step in foreign trade.

  From openness to encouragement, it didn't take long in the middle.

  When Shao Jian went shopping, he never forgot to buy back souvenirs for his distant business partners. He not only asked He Lingchuan for advice, but even listed the price range of the gifts.

  He Lingchuan watched from the side, and understood that this person had turned his disguise into a life.

  In addition to a lot of local products, he also recommended to Shao Jian the fluorescent spores produced in the ghost needle forest, and the aphid sugar from Zhu Erniang's pasture.

   Needless to say, fluorescent spores, portable cold light sources, even the Treasure Tree Kingdom are using them in reality.

  The so-called aphid sugar is actually the honeydew produced by the aphid cows grazing by burrow spiders. The sugar content is very high and the purity is touching. Shao Jian was surprised: "Milu, isn't that just, isn't it just...?"

  He Lingchuan coughed lightly: "Yes, don't care about these details."

   Not only crypt spiders love to eat aphid sugar, but the residents of Panlong City are also full of praise after tasting it, saying that its sweetness is not inferior to honey, and its unique flavor is even better.

  Both adults and children love to eat.

   "This kind is a bit burnt." Shao Jian tasted another kind of aphid sugar, "Hey, this kind is even weirder, why is it sweet with a bit of spiciness?"

   "The aphid cows eat different feeds, and the flavor of the aphid sugar produced is different." He Lingchuan laughed, "Zhu Erniang has been trying to match the ratio."

   "That prehistoric monster?" Shao Jian was amazed. Such a cruel spider demon can actually produce such a sweet taste.

   Except for Bega, honey is a luxury everywhere. Now there is aphid sugar as a substitute for honey, and businessmen from other places have also sensed this business opportunity, and sales have increased significantly in recent months.

  Of course, Panlong City has won the exclusive agency right for Zhu Erniang's products, and its pasture products have become the city's top products.

  Shao Jian was also very interested in aphid sugar after tasting it, and wanted to promote it. After all, the last time he was a guest at the Panlong Wasteland, Zhu Erniang was still the unruly owner of the Ghost Needle Stone Forest, and these products never entered the Panlong market at all.

  However, in Panlong City now, there are even all kinds of sugar water and snacks made from aphid sugar.

   Sitting in a sugar shop facing the river, through the wooden window, the two of them could see the boats floating on the river. In late autumn, the lotus flowers have fallen, but the lotus pods are full and full. Local fishermen rowed over to harvest them, cleaning up the fallen lotuses and renovating the river scenery.

  In the past, how could Panlong City have the time to take care of such trivial matters?

  Leisure and ambition should be ranked after filling the belly. Shao Jian sighed sincerely: "That's great, hey, the current Panlong City is really beyond my expectations."

  His mother country has perished, but the seeds of hope have taken root in a foreign land, and they are thriving. This delicate mood can only be experienced by He Lingchuan who has watched him talk to King Yuan.

  Shao Jian's "unexpectedness" should be because he did not agree with Zhong Shengguang's use of the generous pot to please the gods, and he did not think that this move would bring any good results to Panlong City.

   After all, "rewarding the gods has no good results, except for Bega" is the belief of the Shao family represented by King Yuan.

  So He Lingchuan could feel that there was a little confusion in his joy.

   Seeing Shao Jian's enthusiasm, He Lingchuan took the opportunity to start a conversation: "Mr. Wu, you are an old friend of Mr. Zhong, do you know the origin of the black dragon sculpture on the wall?"

  "Black Jiao?" Shao Jian came back to his senses, just in time to see a brick carving of a dragon's head painted on the high wall at the entrance of the temple opposite Wanglin Street, five feet in diameter and nine feet above the ground, and the eyes of the dragon are specially decorated with red paint.

   There is also a tribute table under the dragon head, offering three-color fruits, and the incense in the furnace is rising.

   Except at night, the incense here is rarely broken.

  He Lingchuan knew that Qianxing City, the capital of the Yuan Kingdom in the past, had this dragon head pattern in many places. From King Yuan to Zhong Shengguang, the ideas are in the same line, and both cities also enshrine the black flood dragon. "There is a bigger one behind the south gate of the city. It is a full-body statue of a black flood dragon. I have asked many people, and everyone is ignorant of worshiping it, thinking that it is a mythical beast protecting the city."

  Shao Jian smiled and said, "How do you know that it's not a city-defending beast?"

"There is also a golden bull in Xiluo, the mother country. It is a real monster, and the common people in the capital can often hear its roar." He Lingchuan said, "But the people of Panlong City have never seen a black flood dragon, nor have they heard a cry. No one even mentioned where the black dragon lives."

  Shao Jian said again: "Do you know what Jiao is?"

  He Lingchuan thought for a while: "Xiaolong?"

"That's right. Jiao dives in the lake to practice, and has the opportunity to meet the wind and rain and transform into a dragon." Shao Jian said, "Before human beings, real dragons are the most favored by heaven, and they are also called 'Son of Heaven', that is, the favored son of heaven. But dragons are creatures like this. Born with spiritual energy, even if they did not die in ancient battles, they would perish in the middle ages. There are no real dragons in the world, only jiao'er."

  He Lingchuan was still puzzled: "Then this pattern?"

"The genus of the dragon is the most sensitive to the changes in the aura of heaven and earth. So if you observe this jiao head, you will know how thin and rich the aura is." Shao Jian said with a smile, "When the jiao head grows into a dragon head, the good old days will come back again. gone."

  He Lingchuan was stunned: "The co-author is to observe changes in aura? That's it?"

  If that's all, why did Zhong Shengguang spend manpower to build a giant sculpture at the South Gate?

   "The dragon head patterns are all facing east." He Lingchuan will not be discouraged, "Didn't it say anything here?"

  He had noticed long ago that all the dragon head patterns in Panlong City and Yuanguo Qianxing City were built facing east, facing the direction of the rising sun.

  Shao Jian asked him: "Then what do you think?"

  He Lingchuan's eyes moved slightly: "Is this the symbol of a certain Xianzong?"

  Shao Jian smiled and said, "Why do you think so?"

   "Three thousand years ago, the so-called gods were driven out of the world after a great battle between the gods. I thought that at least there would be immortals who would still be watching the world." This is not just He Lingchuan's personal guess.

  Zhu Erniang has survived to this day by shedding her shell. The world is so big, how do you know that there are no immortals left?

   "Even if there are still immortals, what can they do?" Shao Jian chuckled, "This is no longer the world of immortals. Even if they come back, what can they do?"

  His expression was complicated, perhaps thinking of his homeland.

  Yuan Kingdom was unyielding for three years in the War of Resistance, but fell helplessly. If there are immortals in the world, where are they?

   "Besides, are the immortals not responsible for the decline of spiritual energy in the world?"

  Seeing his resentment, He Lingchuan offered him half a bowl of sugar water instead of wine, and quickly changed the subject: "Isn't this black dragon pattern useful for other than marking the concentration of spiritual energy?"

  Shao Jian glanced at him: "You are so utilitarian at such a young age?"

   "Practical." He Lingchuan said sternly, "Panlong City can survive surrounded by powerful enemies, and it also depends on being pragmatic."

"It's not wrong to say that everything is alive." Shao Jian put down the bowl and said, "In fact, the black dragon pattern is not unique to Panlong City, but its secret is in the hands of those in power. I can only speculate that worshiping it All the city-states will benefit, otherwise how could they be so indomitable? And this black dragon pattern is not just painted on the wall by just anyone, and it will take effect."

  He Lingchuan snorted: "Could it be possible to consecrate it?"

   "Coincidentally, many years ago, I also asked Zhongli this question."

   "How will the commander answer?" He Lingchuan listened attentively.

   "He said, you must first establish your heart for the world."

   After Shao Jian finished speaking, he stood up and went to the store to pay the bill. This conversation ends here.

  Even if He Lingchuan was the guard appointed by Zhong Shengguang, Shao Jian didn't completely let go of his guard and didn't tell the truth—who would be so stupid as to confide in a stranger he met on the first day?

  Besides, he was able to live in exile for more than 20 years after the fall of the Yuan Kingdom. He must be cautious and have his own set of survival rules to avoid being captured by Bega.

  He Lingchuan was not discouraged, and followed the distinguished guest step by step. Now he and Shao Jian bowed their heads and raised their heads to see each other. In the next few days, he will make a good relationship, maybe he can come up with more information about Beijia?

  What he saw in the Gange Hall just now was very important, and He Lingchuan has been working hard to digest it.

  (end of this chapter)