After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 49

There is nothing in the water but air bubbles.

No impurities, no sand, no aquatic plants.

Interestingly, he was able to breathe smoothly, like a fish in water, without any suffocation.

But he was so annoyed in his heart that he would never do this kind of dangerous job of finding the way for others, but he was directly swept in by Yu Jin, the commander of the Gale Army, and was beaten here.

To put it bluntly, the cultivation base is low.

In the past, he didn't think he was domineering in Heishui City. Later, when he met Nian Songyu and Sun Guoshi, and then went to Panlong City to explore, seeing the crisis approaching, his cultivation became weaker and weaker.

It would be great if he was stronger.

The body sank rapidly, and the ground directly below was dark, like a bottomless pit.

Just before he sank into the boundless darkness, He Lingchuan seemed to see a dark red figure.

The thing seemed to be very big, looming around him, and the exposed part of the body should be cylindrical.

Well, it's like the shape of a bucket, but magnified countless times.

Best of all, this thing moves!

It's a pity that He Lingchuan didn't have time to take a closer look, it was dark in front of his eyes.

……

When he opened his eyes again, the scene changed again.

He was standing by a small stream, the water just below his feet was very clear, and the gravel was also very clean. A small river prawn was attacking his boots.

The water peanuts and wild radishes by the stream are gratifyingly green, and there are several farms not far away, and the smoke from cooking is curling up.

He Lingchuan touched his body and found that the clothes were dry and not wet by the blood in the well at all.It seemed that it was just a channel.

He climbed up the low slope from the valley, and was stunned as soon as he raised his eyes.

The plain in front of me is full of vitality, the large wheat fields are turning green, and the green trees beside the fields are a bit sparse, but the tallest ones are three to five feet tall.

Morita's huts were dotted here and there, and He Lingchuan also saw a water bag hanging from a nearby tree branch.

And in the distance, a big river is surging, dividing two plains.

On the other side of the river, the formation is much higher than here, and it looks like a giant crocodile lying by the river from a distance.

Most importantly, the shape of the edge of the plain is unique and familiar.

Could it be... the Chipa Plateau?
He Lingchuan jumped down the slope and walked towards Chipa Plateau.

The sky was blue, the clouds were white, and the air was mingled with the damp smell of earth and grass.Walking in the idyllic pastoral, one feels relaxed and happy.

Especially for those who have just come from the deserted city.

However, the more peaceful it is, the weirder it is.

He Lingchuan walked straight for hundreds of feet, passing through a village with a hundred families, but he didn't meet a single person.

The size of this village is really not small.

The fields and farmhouses were quiet everywhere, and he even went door-to-door to see if they were empty.But there is a kitchen where the thick noodle steamed buns are all steamed.

He didn't dare to eat it, but took out a steamed bun and squeezed it, it was soft and hot.

Where are people?
After passing a wheat field, a white butterfly happened to come oncoming.

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand a little, and his fingertips passed through the butterfly.

Nothing.

fake?

He found another green grasshopper in the wheat field, poked it with his finger, and it was also air.

These living creatures are illusions.

But the touch of wheat seedlings is very real.He cut off a bit of seedling core, put it in his mouth and chewed it, it was astringent and bitter, just the taste that grass sprouts should have.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound in the wheat field, and a living creature jumped out.

He Lingchuan was taken aback, and even drew his knife halfway, only to realize that the person who came was actually a Sand Bandit.

This man is the second cousin of Situ Han's brother-in-law, and his nickname is Mao Tao. He only got this nickname because he is thin and small and has a beard on his face.

He was taken aback when he saw He Lingchuan, and then he was overjoyed: "Young Master, you are fine!"

"Where are the others?" He Lingchuan looked around and found that only one of his teammates had come, "Also, why is there a missing fire on your shoulder?"

"It was taken away by the national teacher and put on the candle." Mao Tao's face turned bitter, "Then he pushed me down. Where is this, Panlong... wasteland?"

Anyone with eyes can see the weirdness of this place. "Is this place fake, illusion?"

"Yeah." He Lingchuan guessed Sun Guoshi's purpose at once, "They use you to find the way, so they will come down soon."

The two walked forward together, and He Lingchuan asked him: "When you passed the scene... no, after you fell into the pool, did you see anything?"

"It's just the light red blood, but it didn't choke me. Then I got here in the blink of an eye."

"Nothing else?"

Mao Tao thought about it carefully: "No. What did you see?"

He Lingchuan shook his head.

Was he dazzled when he saw the huge unknown object in the pale red pool?
After walking for more than half an hour, the two finally approached the Chipa Plateau.

The river in front of me is gentle, about three feet wide, and the current is neither rush nor slow.He Lingchuan knew that this should be the moat of Panlong City, but it was far less deep and wider than what he had seen before.

Going westward along the river bank, it took another quarter of an hour before Panlong City finally appeared in the field of vision.

"That, that!" Mao Tao exhaled, "Is that Panlong City?"

Panlong City is still in exactly the same location, the lower pass of the Chipa Plateau.But it doesn't look as grand as it does in the desert.

The city walls are not that high or thick, and there are not even crocodile vertebrae on the wall stacks.

When the two approached the Tiansheng Bridge, they found that the bridge deck was covered with blue stones, many of which had been cracked, and the seams were filled with moss and stains.

After crossing the bridge, the city gate is still there, but the door panel is not a hemlock, but an ordinary iron-clad thick wooden door.

The defense hardness of this kind of city gate is not much different from that of Heishui City.

However, there were still two people standing under the city gate, waving at them.

Nian Songyu and Sun Fuping.

He Lingchuan frowned secretly when he saw them, but when he stepped forward, he looked surprised: "Why are there only you two? Where are the others?"

"The soul of the Dafeng army has called for reinforcements, and the governor He led people to stay behind to keep the enemy out of the well." Sun Fuping said, "This is the territory of the Dafeng army, we can't fight them here."

Otherwise, it is a dead end.

What he said seemed to make sense, but He Lingchuan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that he had to be extra careful, but his face was full of dissatisfaction: "Father is so unkind, leaving me alone here."

Sun Fuping didn't even bother to respond, he just asked, "By the way, how long have you been down?"

"About... two hours?" He Lingchuan turned around and pointed, "I landed in the village over there and climbed up from the river."

Sun Fuping's face changed slightly, Nian Songyu pointed to Mao Tao and said, "How could it be? I came down right after this fellow. He is only a few dozen breaths later than you."

The national teacher pondered: "The four of us came down one after another, but we all appeared here at different times, that is the problem of the flow speed. This is really not just an illusion."

Yes, anyone who comes down will first define this place as an illusion.

(End of this chapter)