After the immortal disappeared

"When we were in Panlongcheng, there were very few people selling flowers on the street; even if there were, there were few varieties and expensive prices."

Panlong City is a serious place, and people rarely do unnecessary things. Even if a woman loves flowers, most of them go outside the city to pick them.

After all, since supplies are in short supply, we don’t want to waste our money.

"For more than a year, you have guarded the Longchuan Trade Road. There has been constant flow of goods from the north to the south. Flower shops have opened from Yuheng City to Panlong City. Even the number of jewelry stores and tailoring shops has doubled. More than twice as much. If you go to the street and look around, you will see many small shops selling strange things that you have never seen before." Only when you are well fed and clothed can you be free and happy.

Speaking of which, she asked He Lingchuan by the way: "By the way, do you know that Miss Wicker has customized a set of General Red's armor?"

He Lingchuan was startled: "When?"

"I just got it a few days ago. It is said that she found the best blacksmith shop in the city to customize it. She spent several months of salary and time on it, changed it to seven or eight versions, and also copied several of her favorite weapons. The blacksmith I don’t want to do her business anymore.” Sun Fuling covered her mouth and laughed, “She even tried it on for us, and indeed even the details are exactly the same as the Red General himself, and even the mask on his face is exactly the same.”

These girls really know how to play.

Thinking about the fake Yinglong Spear that appeared on Platinum Island, He Lingchuan probably understood what that mentality was like.

However, imitating armor-making has never happened before in Panlongcheng, and now he turns a blind eye and doesn't care.

"Hey, that's a long way off." Sun Fuling laughed, "What I mean is, when you are upset, look back and see what you have achieved. You have already done a good job."

"It's not enough, it's far from enough." He Lingchuan took a long breath, filling his lungs with the creamy fragrance of flowers.

Master Sun seems to like gardenias very much.

"People are always trapped by external things." Sun Fuling said with a smile, "Ordinary people are trapped by fate. Even if you are in a high position, you are also trapped by the situation. I see, no one can do whatever they want, even if they are in a high position."

He Lingchuan's heart moved: "Are you talking about me or Fushan Lie?"

Fu Shanlie and Yuze Chengdu were restrained by their official positions and "performance", while He Lingchuan was gradually restrained by the people's hearts and minds.

As long as we stay in our own ecological niche, everyone is tied with an invisible rope.

Master Sun said matter-of-factly: "You are all."

"What about you?" He Lingchuan held her hand, "What's holding you back?"

"Good fellow, you are asking me a question." Sun Fuling raised her eyebrows, "I am just an ordinary person. I will only be affected by fate. How can I deserve your troubles?"

"Master Sun is so humble. How can you be an ordinary person?" He Lingchuan smiled and said, "I think fate will not be able to tie you down sooner or later!"

"Then let me congratulate the commander for your good words."

He Lingchuan said intentionally or unintentionally: "If one day, I mean if, you can get rid of the shackles of fate, what would you like to do?"

"Are you saying that you can leave Panlong Wasteland and this place?"

He Lingchuan didn't think so, but he said: "Yes!"

"Hmm -" Sun Fuling thought for a while, with a look of longing on her face, "I want to go to Beijia!"

This answer greatly surprised He Lingchuan: "Huh? Why?"

"I want to see why this country claims to be the strongest in the world, and why it can overwhelm Panlong City." Sun Fuling said sternly, "We are thousands of miles apart now, and we only heard foreign businessmen describe Lingxu City as... The kingdom of God on earth is like the echo of falling rocks in a deep stream, loud but distant and somewhat distorted.”

"Those businessmen are just chasing rumors. How many of them have actually been there?" He Lingchuan said with a smile, "If Master Sun went there in person, the people of Bejia would definitely be unable to sleep at night."

Not to mention that it was more than 160 years ago. Even now, Bejia is still in his prime.

But He Lingchuan was holding back his bad feelings, hoping that this would be the last chapter.

Sun Fuling spat at him: "Am I that scary?"

"That's amazing." In fact, He Lingchuan thought that her wish would be something like "The world is so big, I want to go for a walk", but he didn't expect that the target would be directed at Bejia.

As expected of her, her thoughts are different from those of ordinary little girls.

Sun Fuling suddenly pointed her finger in the sky: "You've caused trouble again."

He Lingchuan raised his head to the sky and saw a black shadow passing across the sky, followed by the sound of flapping wings.

The kestrel is coming.

He Lingchuan said angrily: "What's wrong?"

This guy doesn't have a good eye, and he keeps coming to disturb him and Master Sun recently when they are having heart-to-heart talks.

Kestrel held his head high and held his chest high: "A message from the commander of Panlong City Bell is that there will be another emperor's liquid coming within five days. Please prepare for Yuheng City."

"Within five days?" During this period, the battle between the gods seemed to be very fierce, and the spiritual energy returned to the world.

He Lingchuan suddenly snapped his fingers: "That's it! Fushan Lie really wants to force me to take action!"

He just felt strange, how could a turtle with a shrunken head suddenly come out of its hole and bite someone? It seems that Fu Shanlie already knows the news about Emperor Liujian and wants to dig a trap for him to jump in advance.

Kestrel asked curiously: "You mean, Fushan Lie wants you to sweep Longchuan River? Why is he so upset?"

Alas, I used to call this guy "you, you, you," but now I can only use the honorific title instead.

"He wants to stand up." He Lingchuan thought in his mind, "If he continues to waste time with me, he will have no choice but to leave in despair. It's better to give it a try now!"

Kestrel disagreed: "In this situation, what else can he do?"

"Then it depends on his ambition." He Lingchuan's eyes were heavy, "I happen to be a little familiar with his temperament and temper. This kind of person, oh, even if I force him to have nowhere to stand, he will never be able to remain silent. Exit.”

An old minister of Chiyan State mentioned to Fu Shanyue that one of the reasons why his father hated him was that Fu Shanyue looked too much like the old man when he was young.

His temper and temperament are also similar. Seeing him is like seeing myself when I was young. I won't shed tears until I see the coffin.

Shang Hu's deathbed counterattack is the craziest, but what about Fu Shan Lie?

"We can't keep this person, otherwise we won't be able to explain to the people of Yuheng City." He Lingchuan thought for a moment, "He has been fighting with me for more than half a year, and he thinks that I don't like to be aggressive in my behavior. If I want to encircle and suppress him, he will choose the right time, that is - —”

His strategy against the Takigawa water bandits was to advance step by step and encroach every inch.

If you want to maximize the results with minimal casualties, there must be a price in the middle, and that is time.

He Lingchuan adopted a relatively conservative approach when it came to dealing with the Longchuan issue, and even allocated Yuheng City's finances to subsidize "road managers", that is, surrendered water bandits. The people of Yuheng City complained about this.

Fushan Lie was able to notice all of this and had a basic judgment on He Lingchuan.

Sun Fuling nodded and continued for him: "When the emperor's fluid comes."

The emperor's oozing fluid stimulates people's hearts and stimulates instincts, which may make Xiqian's pseudo-soldiers unstable. He Lingchuan took this opportunity to launch a sneak attack, and he should have a good chance of winning.

The most important thing is that Fushan Lie also received help from many monsters.

If He Lingchuan chooses to attack during normal times, they will all call and warn; but on the night when the Emperor's Liquid comes, they have nothing to do, and maybe He Lingchuan can catch the Xiqiao puppet army by surprise.

Not to mention that the moon in recent nights has been round and big, illuminating the world as if it were daytime.

Every little thief understands the principle of "stealing the wind but not the moon". Of course, the army does not like to carry out night attacks at the end of the day, as it is too easy for the enemy to detect them in advance.

He Lingchuan already had two advantages in terms of location and people, but he only lacked the "right time".

The arrival of the Emperor's Liquid Serum is the best "timing time".

Putting it in his perspective, if Sun Fuling were He Lingchuan, he would probably choose such a good time to kill Fu Shanlie in one fell swoop!

"If, I mean if, Fushan Retsu really wants to arrange for you to wipe out the Taki River on the night of Emperor Liujing——" The word "arrangement" was emphasized by her, "What are you going to do?"

"I think he must have prepared a big scene for me that day." He Lingchuan sneered, "It's very simple. I have to teach him a sentence: life is not going as you want, and there are always seven or eight."

Fushan Lie's move was a conspiracy, and he was sure that he would take action sooner or later, but he hoped that he would take action at the designated time.

This is expectation manipulation.

This is how he and Yu Zecheng played on Sodin Island.

The result is that Yu Zecheng has never played the insidious Lord He Island, because plans never change quickly, and the more rigid they are, the more likely they are to make mistakes.

Fushan Lie wanted him to take action on the night of Emperor Liujing? As long as He Lingchuan breaks this expectation, he will be half a step ahead.

After saying that, he kissed Master Sun on his forehead.

Sun Fuling was not surprised: "Are you going out again?"

"Well, I have to go back to the City Health Department to hold an emergency meeting now." He Lingchuan paused, "See you in a few days?"

Sun Fuling raised her head slightly and saw that there was light in his eyes and a serious expression on his face.

It had only been a few years, but the green young man who had just entered Panlong City had grown to such an extent. She smiled: "Okay, I wish you a triumphant victory."

She knew exactly what he was going to do.

When He Lingchuan walked out of the quiet courtyard, his face darkened, he closed the door behind his back and strode away.

For the next two days, the lives of the residents of Yuheng City continued as usual, and few people could feel the undercurrents behind their scenes.

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The day is coming to an end and the afterglow is shining into the evening.

He Lingchuan was getting dressed when he suddenly heard the sound of flapping wings coming from outside the window.

A gray heron landed on the big tree that turned out to be the City Health Department.

"Report, report!"

He tightened his belt: "Say."

"Mr. Zhang sent a message that the patrol of Xiqiao Army Village will be as usual tonight, nothing unusual. It also saw Fushan Lie by the water this afternoon."

"What else?" Mr. Zhang is the big octopus in Panlong City's Lotus Lake. His usual job is to test the physical talent of new recruits, but He Lingchuan temporarily invited him to come over to explore Longchuan Water Village.

This big guy can scale its body freely. When expanded, its arms and legs are more than two feet long. When contracted, it can be squeezed into a small water tank. It can also change color, making it a good ambush and concealment expert.

"And..." This gray heron is a novice and not very skilled in the business.

He Lingchuan prompted it: "How many water bandits are there?"

"Oh, Mr. Zhang said that the number of people has decreased, but it is not obvious. However, according to statistics, more than 20 boats have been rowed out in the past few days, and they have not come back since they left."

"The past few days?" He Lingchuan frowned, "Why didn't you report earlier?"