After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 115 Chapter 116

He Chunhua seemed to hear his inner voice, and then persuaded: "Take a hundred steps back, even if Shui Ling has some skills, it can't be said again and again."

He Yue heard this sentence when he came out, and hurriedly said: "Exactly. The people who watched the temple also said just now that Shui Ling still makes mistakes. Maybe it is facing a catastrophe, and it can't even predict the bad luck?"

"It makes sense." He Lingchuan took a long breath, "No need to persuade, I understand."

"Big brother..."

"I said no need to persuade him!" He Lingchuan interrupted him sharply, "Don't bother me!"

This is in line with the character of the eldest son. He Chunhua didn't feel strange, but Mrs. Ying who came out said, "How do you say it? Yue'er also kindly persuaded you!"

He Lingchuan turned his head and left.

He Chunhua waved his hands as a peacemaker: "Okay, okay, he's in a bad mood, don't bother with him."

He Lingchuan was also distraught.

He remembered what Nian Songyu said before his death: "You are not far from death!"

At that time, it was the so-called "God of Heaven" attached to Nian Songyu, who finished the last sentence for him.He Lingchuan had always regarded it as Nian Songyu's dying curse, and ignored it.

But what if the "God" sees something?
The god originally wanted to attach himself to He Lingchuan, but was knocked out in the illusion of the sea of ​​consciousness.

That changed illusion, as well as the street corner in the illusion, the glowing imprint in the broken wall at the corner...

Even the so-called "God" was driven out of his sea of ​​consciousness by an unknown force, he never forgot this scene!
Is this the power of disaster?
These past events, together with the two signings given by Shui Ling today, can they all be connected together?
A sense of urgency that has never been felt since time travel arises spontaneously, and He Lingchuan's heart is in a mess.

At this moment, a guard rushed over and reported to He Chunhua.

After He Chunhua listened, he immediately greeted his eldest son: "The intelligence investigation has come out! Chuan Er, come here."

He Lingchuan had no choice but to walk back.

"Look at the environment around you. Right now, the most important thing is to wipe out the bandits! Besides, if you really have a catastrophe, maybe it should be tonight. Isn't it a big crime if the bandits take their lives? As long as we successfully leave the fairyland Linghu, solve your doubts yourself!"

He Chunhua pressed his shoulder and said again: "Chuan'er, you have to trust me and the Great Shaman, understand?"

He Lingchuan looked at him and took a deep breath: "My son understands."

If only it were that easy.

"The water spirit must have a plan to pretend to be a ghost." He Chunhua said solemnly, "It won't do this for no reason. You believe it is mediocrity."

He Lingchuan nodded.

So He Chunhua called everyone back to the main house.

On the way back, He Lingchuan was full of thoughts, if the "big ominous" sign drawn by Shui Ling still came true, would it mean that he would end up in a tragic death in a foreign land just like Nian Songyu?
If there is still a glimmer of life, how can we grasp it?

From today onwards, he must always be concerned about his own life, and try to find a way to undo the bad luck that haunts him—if it really exists.

The most frightening aspect of the water spirit's prophecy is that it tells the nocturnal traveler that there must be a deep ravine ahead, but does not say how far it is.

Then every time he takes a step in the future, he will have to worry about it.

Alas, before leaving Blackwater City, he should pay a visit to the Great Shaman of Zhaomandu, maybe he can gain something.

It's just that, as a time traveler, he had a guilty conscience and wanted to stay as far away from this mysterious old man as possible.

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The sound of 噫噫 噫 噫 噫 噫 噫 噫 噫 噫 sound came one after another in the kitchen.The sound insulation of the cottage is poor, even if Fatty Wang is gagged, everyone can still hear him moaning in pain.

This fat man is really bad luck.

Not long after, there was the sound of splashing water in the kitchen.

Then personal guard Zhao Qinghe walked out of the kitchen and said, "My lord, the situation is not good."

He Chunhua found a chair and sat down: "Let's talk."

"Two days ago, these bandits did capture a nearby town, but it wasn't Qianteng Town, but Desheng Town! It was only 200 miles away from Xianling Village. Moreover, there were not 200 bandits stationed in Desheng Town , but [-] people!"

One thousand and two, so many!Everyone was moved, He Yue murmured: "It's almost catching up with the regular army."

He Lingchuan originally thought that two or three hundred would be enough.Two or three hundred gangsters faced off against the Xiangbao regiment. If they started a sneak attack, they would have a great chance of winning.

Unexpectedly, there are nearly 500 bandits in Desheng Town and Xianling Village combined!
Not to mention a mere town, as long as these gangsters have some discipline and combat effectiveness, they can steal the city——

Ordinary cities are caught off guard, as long as these two necessary conditions are met.

However, these two sentences are just an appetizer, and the intelligence behind it is even more sensational:

"They are from Buxin, and they are going down the river from Woling Pass to the south today. They are not ordinary bandits, but rebels and defeated troops!"

The three keywords of Woling Pass flashed across He Lingchuan's mind like lightning.

Their He family encountered so many troubles back and forth, in the final analysis, they couldn't get around Woling Pass!
This group of people turned out to be rebels who had escaped from the Woling Pass battlefield.

The real battle situation at Woling Pass was only learned after he returned to Heishui City from the Panlong Desert.The officers and soldiers won, the leader of the rebel army was killed, and the rest fled.

But at this time, Da Sima rebelled in the capital and tried to usurp power.

Of course, the officers and soldiers of Woling Pass had to return to the army immediately, and they had no choice but to let the escaped bandits go.

Woling Pass is less than [-] miles away from here, and if you calculate the location, maybe this is on the route of the retreating army.

All this can be counted.

Zhao Qinghe said again: "Boss Lu's name is not Lu Han, but Lu Yao."

When this name was mentioned, He Chunhua immediately jumped up, "You mean, Lu Yao, the left account general of the anti-thief leader Hong Qianqian?"

"Yes, it's Lu Yao!"

He Chunhua walked back and forth in the dining room twice with his hands behind his back.

Others rarely saw him so excited, He Lingchuan elbowed He Yue: "How many generals do the rebels have?"

He Lingchuan had heard of Hong Qiangqian's name before. This was Hong Qiangqian, the leader of the rebel army who traveled thousands of miles north in two years to conquer Woling Pass and was famous for his fame.

Folks in the north and west of Yuan Country described this man as a blue-faced, fang-toothed, vicious leader of rebels.

Of course, this is the need of Yuan Wangting's public opinion war.When He Lingchuan heard it, could this person be the reincarnation of Hanba?
As for the people under Hong Xiangqian's command, He Lingchuan could only vaguely hear the general idea, and at this time, the disadvantage of lack of common sense appeared.

He Yue whispered: "There were four when the army was raised, fourteen were in the peak period, and only five were left after the defeat. Lu Yao, the general of the left account, deserves the words 'heinous', he is the real Ogre, likes to use the hearts of children under the age of five to stir-fry and eat, and it is also rated as the best in the world. It is said that he published a cookbook, "Fifty Ways to Cook Two-legged Sheep."

(End of this chapter)