After the immortal disappeared

Diagonally opposite is a gray brick house with a black roof and high lintel. The front door is neat, and a few clumps of green bamboo stick out from the high wall. It looks like a wealthy family. On the lintel is the word "Run Yuan".

There is a gale force guarding the door.

He Lingchuan was of course unimpeded. Carrying the earthen jar, he entered this large house with four floors, passed through the hall and corridor, and then entered the dining room through the side garden.

The garden originally had rockeries, flowing water, red maples and exotic grasses, but now that winter has come, everything is withered, and the theme of the garden has changed from flourishing to desolate.

He passed by the dining room but didn't go in because it was large, empty, and devoid of humanity.

Finally, He Lingchuan walked into the main courtyard. The place was brightly lit, and the Gale Army guards were guarding the entrance of the courtyard. They looked expressionless to everyone they saw.

The wind blew through the yard, and the smell of wine brought out a faint laughter.

He walked into the yard, stepped on the first snow of this year, and entered the house in a few steps.

"Here comes the hangover soup."

There were only two people in the room, Zhong Shengguang and Shao Jian. There were more than half of the soup on the table, but they could handle enough wine.

Zhong Shengguang was delayed on business and had just returned to Panlong City, but Shao Jianming had to leave long ago.

Zhong Shengguang had no choice but to bid him farewell.

This pair of old friends have been friends for more than 20 years. They used to be young people with weak spirits, but now they have grown old. They talk about the past with endless emotion.

Wine is like a broom, and you drink too much before you know it.

This was the first time He Lingchuan saw Zhong Shengguang blushing and having a thick neck, and he was completely different from the usually calm and composed commander.

But Shao Jian's drinking capacity was not as good as him. He had already vomited once and couldn't hold his head with one hand.

He Lingchuan had no choice but to go out and buy hangover soup.

This product is a diuretic, detoxifier, clears away heat and purges fire. He only poured half a bowl of it for Shao Jian, which was just two mouthfuls. "It's getting colder, so drink less first."

Shao Jian was half drunk and had no objection. He drank it down in one gulp, threw the bowl away and wiped his face.

It turned out that he and Zhong Shengguang were chatting about their experiences over the past ten years, which were full of ups and downs and could not be smoothed over by two bottles of wine.

In fact, for Shao Jian, there is only one "sweetness":

daughter.

"After Xiaoyan was born, I realized that the first twenty years of my life were in vain. She is so cute, every time I see her when I go home, my heart melts!" Shao Jian looked at Zhong Shengguang, and He Lingchuan felt something bad. , and sure enough his next sentence was:

"Brother Zhong, how could you...Oh, you are so cruel!"

Of course he wouldn't dare to say this kind of thing normally, but now that drinking makes him bold, he unknowingly speaks out what's on his mind.

Zhong Shengguang raised the bowl with his hand, but without making a sound, he just raised his neck and drank half the bowl of wine.

"I visited Panlong City when I was a child. How old was she at that time? Five or six years old?"

Zhong Shengguang said with a straight face: "Six years old."

"I remember she picked a leaf and used it as a flute, and played a little tune for me, which is the song "Liu Yi" you composed in Lingxu City." Shao Jian gave a thumbs up, "You're only six years old. It’s not out of tune at all, and it’s much better than my little Yan’er. No matter how I teach, Xiao Yan’er still can’t play a complete tune without considering the pitch or anything else.”

"Madam, she went early. No regrets, she became sensible early on. She never needed me to worry about anything. Instead, she..." Zhong Shengguang took a sip of wine and said, "He also helped me a lot."

Shao Jian stared at him: "Do you regret it?"

He Lingchuan secretly admired him, was this man so brave when he was drunk?

All three people present knew that he was asking Zhong Shengguang whether he regretted using his own daughter to reward God!

"Regret?" Zhong Shengguang said with a sullen face, "Is regret useful? Can regret save the people from disaster?"

He raised his voice, then slapped the table with a bang:

"You regret it and just don't do it? If I don't do it, who else will do it?"

Shao Jian put his hands on the table and was startled.

Sergeant Dafeng from the garrison was alarmed by the sound and ran in.

Zhong Shengguang waved his hand and drove them all out.

"Okay, okay, let's not mention this matter!" Shao Jianjing's scare was more effective than eating hangover soup, and he immediately changed the subject, "By the way, do you know that a new upstart has emerged in Lingxu City in the past few years?"

Zhong Shengguang slowly sat back and rubbed his face: "The new rich in Lingxu City have more money than rice."

It's been like this for hundreds of years, what's so rare about it?

"No, no, this family was the first to win when they arrived. That old loach in Wusun even rewarded him with a vein of black crystal ore!" Shao Jian grabbed a piece of dried meat and gnashed his teeth. "The fishman family has some issues with them and wants to find them. Trouble, but I ended up suffering a bit of a loss."

Strictly speaking, this dried meat is also military ration. He Lingchuan always keeps a few kilograms in his pocket. It makes him feel full, but it is too hard and annoying.

There were several dishes on the table, but Shao Jian chose this one. He Lingchuan felt that what he wanted to chew was definitely not dried meat.

"Xuanjing Mine?" Zhong Shengguang was also a little surprised, "How much contribution did that make?" To get such a reward!

"That's the guy named Ke, Ke Zhaolun!" Shao Jian bit into a piece of hard muscle and spit it out, "He betrayed my king and was not punished by God. Instead, he rose to prominence. God is so blind!"

He Lingchuan thought to himself, here we come.

That's what he wanted to hear.

Zhong Shengguang rapped his knuckles on the table and said twice: "Given Wusun's nature, the Xuanjing mineral vein cannot be easily used as a reward. Is there God's intervention?"

"I guess so." Shao Jian grinded his teeth with hatred, "If this grandson hadn't snitched on Lingxu City and disrupted my Uncle Wang's plan, Yuan Kingdom wouldn't have had to rush into trouble. If they could prepare for a few more years, maybe everything would be different. .”

"Such a good opportunity." Zhong Shengguang also sighed, "What a pity."

If King Yuan succeeds, Zhong Shengguang's own life experience will definitely be rewritten.

Is there any need to be trapped in an isolated city?

"My uncle Wang treated him well. He even rose to the rank of prime minister!" Shao Jian said bitterly, "I never expected this."

Oh, it turns out that Ke Zhaolun was once the prime minister of Yuan Kingdom? He Lingchuan kept it in mind.

The prime minister is the deputy of the prime minister, and his position is indeed not low.

Zhong Shengguang frowned: "Just by telling the truth, Ke Zhaolun can enjoy such wealth?"

Telling this matter is not good-looking, and the king does not like double-dealing and two-faced slaves. Lingxu City is full of talented people, and those with the surname Ke can be appointed as officials at will and thrown into a corner.

Just like Nian Zanli, who brought troops to surrender, he didn't get much favor from Lingxu City. In He Lingchuan's era, he was still sitting on the bench.

Why does the family named Ke have to be treated so favorably by the Demon Emperor?

The people of Lingxu City were unconvinced, and even more than a hundred years later, some nobles still looked down on the Ke family.

Shao Jian was silent for a moment before saying: "I have inquired repeatedly over the years, used a lot of connections, and spent a lot of money. Before the Chinese New Year, I finally got a piece of information. Before anything happened to my motherland or my motherland, Ke Zhaolun collected a sacred artifact. Give it to the gods. Oh, the gods are delighted."

"And -" he said word by word, "for the gods, that thing is also evidence that my uncle Wang intends to do something!"

"evidence?"

"This thing can echo the big square pot!" Shao Jian said seriously, "With it, the gods will know that the big square pot is in the Yuan Kingdom and in the hands of my uncle Wang!"

He Lingchuan paused for breath, shocked.

He happened to be leaning against the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. He subconsciously clenched his fists with his hands behind his back, and snapped two sweet-scented osmanthus branches with a click.

What?

If the divine object can detect a large square pot, isn't it a fool?

He is in Lingxu City, right under the soles of the gods!

If someone wants to take him, shouldn't they catch him one at a time? Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his back.

No, uh, no!

He Lingchuan subconsciously clenched the handle of Fusheng's knife and tried to calm down. He had been in Lingxu City for more than half a month, and the god even took a trip into his sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't see through it.

Fortunately, Zhong Shengguang was more shocked than him and didn't notice the strange noise:

"Tell me clearly what's going on!"

"The treasure the Ke family dedicated to the gods may be able to detect the whereabouts of the big square pot. I came to Panlong City after hearing the news." Shao Jian said seriously, "I don't know if Uncle Wang noticed it, but he did it Let me give you the divine bone. Alas, you also know the effectiveness of the divine bone. If it covers it, it will be difficult for the divine artifact to be effective."

"Why didn't you tell me a few days ago?" It's not the first day this guy came to Panlong City!

"I didn't meet you until I got to Panlong City, and you ran away. Who can I talk to these days?" Shao Jian sighed, "Commander Zhong, you are a busy man. I want to catch him privately." It’s not easy. Besides—”

He paused for a moment: "I think Empress Mi Tian probably knows this, because the last time she gave out the Dragon Punishment Pillars, she said that a few of them were contaminated with the scent of the large square pots, which could distract Lingxu City."

He Lingchuan also heard that sentence and was deeply impressed.

It turns out that this is the deep meaning.

Zhong Shengguang nodded slowly while thinking: "Well, you are right, she probably knows."

After all, he is a god.

"Actually, I have already had doubts in my mind."

He Lingchuan listened on the side and suddenly realized that Zhong Shengguang and Mi Tian were not completely sincere and had some reservations about each other.

Although cooperative, they are not defenseless.

Considering Zhong Shengguang's character and Mi Tian's identity as a god, this is only in line with common sense.

"What exactly is this divine object?"

"The lid of a large square pot."

He Lingchuan's ears immediately stood up.

Does the square pot have a lid?

That’s right, every pot comes with a lid, so why is the square pot an exception?

"During the catastrophe of heaven and earth, it is said that the black dragon hit the Tianluo star and died as a martyr." Shao Jian said slowly, "Several immortals worked together to make the fragments that were knocked down, and it took more than a hundred years to make a large square pot. But the lid behind the pot It was lost, its whereabouts are unknown, and I don’t know where the person named Ke picked it up and dedicated it to the gods, killing all the subjects of my country!”

The words he spoke had a strong smell of alcohol, but every word was important. He Lingchuan wrote it down carefully and did not dare to miss it.

There was a lot of harvest tonight.

The news was so heavy that even Zhong Shengguang couldn't hold it back and stood up and walked around twice:

"You mean, the God found the lid of the Dafang Pot and used the connection between the artifacts to determine that the Dafang Pot was in the Yuan Kingdom, so..."

Shao Jian nodded: "Yes, that's what I mean!"

"But they can't find Panlong City yet." Zhong Shengguang pondered, "Obviously Mitian also knows about this matter. Isn't the divine bone made of its tail phalange?"