After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 719
The sky is full of haze, and the ground is covered with silver.There is no sound in the mountains and wilderness, only the cold wind howling.

Just like in the world of still life paintings, there is a caravan traveling from far to near, heading southeast along the official road.

The rumble of cars and the neighing of people broke the silence of the world.

Liu Tiao galloped towards a large cart and knocked on the carriage: "Boss, wake up, we are almost there!"

After a few breaths, the curtain of the car was lifted, revealing a sleepy face.

It was He Lingchuan.

"Hey, where's Mrs. Sun?" He only remembered playing chess with Sun Fuling, and then—

Then he was woken up by the wicker.

"She is riding to the front, let you sleep in the carriage." Wicker looked at him with sympathy, "Boss, you are really good."

After finally having a chance to travel with the beauty, he fell asleep by himself.Oh, I deserve to be alone all my life.

He Lingchuan jumped out of the car and stretched his waist, still wanting more.

After experiencing the Battle of Ruins Mountain, he felt as if he had been separated from another world when he entered Panlong City again.

Probably because he was really tired after a big battle in reality, and he actually fell asleep again in his dream.

He had promised Sun Fuling that he would accompany her to Yuheng City, but he could not leave his post without authorization, so he went to the Red General to ask for a mission to go east, so as to fulfill his promise.

Seeing how proactive he was, Zhong Shengguang discussed with the Red General and assigned him a big job.

Even He Lingchuan felt a little regretful.

But the military order was like a mountain, and he didn't regret taking the medicine, so he had to happily accompany Mrs. Sun on the road.

Of course, it's all casual clothes.He and his team disguise themselves as caravan guards.

This caravan consisted of more than 300 people. They set off from the trading post in Panlong City and headed south via the newly opened trade route. The destination was Baishawan, a free port in the south.

The snow field under everyone's feet was originally the territory of Xixiang.After Panlong City destroyed Xilong, it finally opened the way to the sea and could trade freely with the outside world.

From this moment on, Panlong City is no longer isolated, and has the possibility to explore a new way out.This is the goal that Zhong Shengguang has been striving for for many years.

Therefore, there is no doubt about the significance of this Xilong trade route to Panlong City.

Both sides of the official road were covered with snow. He Lingchuan saw this scene on the first day of his departure, and saw this scene on the second day... the fourth day saw the snow scene, and he was already tired of it.

The beauty of the world after the snow is beautiful, but it is too monotonous after watching it for a long time.

The children in the team were very happy, chasing and running, playing snowball fights and having a great time.

The wind came from the front, sending a light flute sound.

In the unchanging ice and snow, the sound of the flute is like a squirrel jumping in the forest, like a ferret skimming the ground without a shadow, light and quick, making people feel refreshed.

He Lingchuan asked for a horse and walked in the direction of the sound of the flute.

After more than ten feet, he saw the flute player.

Master Sun also rode a horse, wearing a white cloak.Hearing the sound of hooves approaching, she turned her head and glanced at him with those shiny eyes that seemed to be talking: "Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"

He Lingchuan sneered, like an elementary school student who was caught sleeping in class: "Very good, very good."

No one will recognize you if you cover your face, what a joke!Looking at Mrs. Sun's eyes, even if she put on night clothes, she would never be able to hide it from him.

He lowered his gaze and turned to the flute in her hand.

I don't know whether it is the centipede bone flute that is whiter, or the master's hands are whiter.

This flute...

He remembered the sneer of Master Qingyang on the sandbar.

She said that the owner of the flute died a miserable death.

The listener was interested. For He Lingchuan, this sentence contained a lot of information.

Facing Yi Ren at this time, his mood was extremely subtle.

Speaking of which, the moment he entered Panlong City and saw Sun Fuling, he was filled with emotions and wanted to reach out to hug him, but there were too many people around, cough.

"What are you thinking about?" Master Sun took out a big red apple from his back pocket, "My student gave it to me, and it has been cleaned."

Her face was slightly flushed from the cold.From He Lingchuan's point of view, Apple is like a beauty.

"How many students does Mr. Sun have? This is one of the three unsolved mysteries of Panlong City." He took the apple and snapped it into two halves, "Half for each person."

Sun Fuling smiled and reached out to take it.

This apple is so sweet!He Lingchuan was thirsty just after waking up, and after eating three or two bites, he threw away the core, only to find that Master Sun ate so well that he only took two bites.

"You eat so slowly, the apples will freeze in no time." The temperature was at least seven or eight degrees below zero.

Sun Fuling said slowly, "I can eat ice cubes too."

He Lingchuan let out a hey hey, in disbelief.

"Do you not believe it?"

"Believe it, I will definitely believe what Master says." He threw away those messy thoughts.

The sky is big and the earth is big, everything is cloudy, he just needs to enjoy this moment.

With the United States together, this cold journey seems not to be bitter at all.

Then the peregrine falcon descended from the sky and landed on the roof of the car:
"Hey, there are two wax-billed birds that have been following you all the time. I drove them away twice. After flying away, they circled around and came back again."

He Lingchuan reached out and stroked its head: "It seems that we are being watched."

At this time, sharp whistles sounded ahead, three times in short bursts.

The marching whistle has a fixed usage, and the meaning of these few sounds is that there is an accidental discovery ahead.

He Lingchuan put away his leisurely mind and rushed forward with Sun Fuling.

Seventy feet away, there was a large area of ​​ruins by the side of the road, and some buildings were still smoking.

He Lingchuan recognized that they were originally guest rooms, stables, hay sheds...but few of them are intact now.

Nail, the new scout of the Broken Knife Squad, just came out of the ruins. When he saw He Lingchuan, he said, "This was supposed to be the Qinglang Station where we spent the night, but now it looks like this."

"Are there any casualties?"

"Two postmen died. I heard that the others hid in the mountains. We have sent people to look for them."

"I heard?" Who did you hear?

The nail pointed to the side, and two wounded people happened to be helped out and sent to the carriage: "Treat the two, they should be able to live."

The two wounded patients seemed to be still conscious, and He Lingchuan cocked his chin: "Go and ask for some information."

"Yes."

A businessman came over from behind, and he was shocked when he saw it: "Oh, when I came to Panlong City, this Qinglang Station was still in good condition! The interval is half a month at most, why..."

After the opening of the Xijiu trade route, many merchants took short distances to bring goods from Baishawan to Panlong City, and then bought special products from Panlong City before returning to Baishawan or other places to make some quick money.

The businessman also stopped at Qinglang Inn when he came, but it was in ruins when he returned.

The rest of the team came over to see it, and there was a lot of discussion.

It's getting dark, and it stands to reason that Qinglang Station is the end point for tonight. Everyone eats and drinks, and then soaks their feet in hot water to relieve fatigue. Thinking about it is comfortable.

As a result, the post station was gone, and the hot water was gone, and everyone stood in the freezing wilderness.

The leader of the caravan saw this scene, and immediately said to everyone: "Don't panic, let's go to the next station to rest! We'll be there in another [-] miles!"

(End of this chapter)