After the fairy disappeared

After the belt was tied, he straightened his clothes, and he was in good spirits again: "It's over here, let's go to Heishui City."

He looked radiant and general.The mess and decadence of last night had long since disappeared.

"Yes." What Zhao Qinghe thought was, how many things did this great general hide?
Crying sounded from the general's tent last night, and the news spread like wildfire.Hearing that the Lord General cried into tears on the family memorial day, those who know the news spread the tragedy of the He family's near destruction.

All the soldiers were very sad when they heard about it.

General He and his family have been wronged for nothing, and other people would have been disheartened, but General He is still fighting for the country, saving the country from falling.

To report complaints directly is a real man.Everyone admires.

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Grabbing May's tail, He Lingchuan rushed to Heishui City.

The kite is already hot, but the wind in Heishui City is still a little cool.

He Lingchuan walked through the familiar city gate and took a deep breath.

Yes, it is this rough and wild taste, wind and sand mixed with dead wood and old ashes.

Dry, wild, but kind.

Before He Chunhua arrived at Heishui City, He Lingchuan took Qiu Hu and his party to the inn to settle down.

In the evening, he went out for a walk alone.

Compared with before he left, Heishui City has not changed much, and all he sees are old people in the old streets and alleys.

This kind of frontier land, if not for major changes, can even be maintained for decades.

He Lingchuan bought a piece of scallion pancake that he used to eat before Shi Shi ran into the Chengnan Office.

Just two steps in, the gatekeeper came over to stop him: "Go out, no eating is allowed here!"

This is a place where business is done, and there is an oily smell wafting around, how decent it is!
He Lingchuan took a bite of the pancake, turned his head and smiled: "Wang Xiaoshuan, what are you talking about?"

The man froze for a moment, his mouth was faster than his brain: "Big, young?"

"It's been more than a year, why are you still watching the gate here?"

It hit the nail on the head, and Wang Xiaoshuan trembled from the stabbing. "Young master, didn't you go, go..."

He Lingchuan smiled: "Yes, is Situ Han here?"

"Ah, it's inside."

"Tell him to go to Cai's wonton stand, I'll wait for him there." He Lingchuan threw him a few coins, turned around and left.

Cai’s wontons are well-known in Heishui City. The skin is thin and the stuffing is big, and the ingredients are very honest.

The stall owner also recognized He Lingchuan, with a smile on his face, and brought him a super-large Lianghai bowl.

When the wontons in the bowl were still puffed up, Situ Han came.

"Boss!"

He Lingchuan knew when he looked at his clothes: "Are you a bad guy? Come on, sit down!"

Situ Han was originally the leader of the bandits in Mangshan Mountain. When He Chunhua went to the Panlong Desert to find the ruins, he directly recruited more than 30 bandits from the whole nest.Later, the Heishui City Army fought against the heroic spirits in the Panlong Ruins, and Nian Songyu and Sun Guoshi in the Panlong Illusion. They also participated in the battle.

He Lingchuan originally thought that they were not used to it, and would soon go back to their old jobs.

Unexpectedly, Situ Han and others did a good job here, and even got promoted.

Sure enough, the organization has magic power, and stability is overwhelming.

He Lingchuan also noticed that Situ Han put his hands on the sides of his trouser legs, showing restraint from his demeanor to his movements.

In the past, the bandits in Mangshan ate meat with big mouthfuls, distributed wine with large bowls, and distributed gold with large scales, which was not like this.

They have only been on the job for two years, so they have learned how to be superior and inferior.

As expected, Situ Han sat down neatly, and said to He Lingchuan, "Young Master, you came here from the capital?"

"Then where else could it come from?" The residents of Heishui City had no news, and Situ Han didn't even know that He Lingchuan had fallen into the water until now, thinking that he had stayed in Xiazhou all the time, and only recently moved to Yuandu with He Chunhua.He Lingchuan took a sip of the soup and blew it cold, "Father fought the rebellion in the south and won a complete victory. He will be here in a few days."

Situ Han was surprised at first, and then overjoyed: "Win?"

"If you lose, you won't be free." He Lingchuan said with a smile, "You also know about the Southern War?"

"Ah, there are rumors everywhere in the city. Sometimes it is said that the northwest side lost, and the next time it is said that the south side lost again. Everyone is very depressed." Situ Han sighed, looked around, and said in a low voice, "My brothers also lost. You are asking me, if the situation takes a turn for the worse, do you want to go back to Hongya Road to live?"

"what do you say?"

Situ Han let out a long sigh, and said seriously: "We are all people with meritorious deeds, so we can't go back."

He Lingchuan smiled without saying a word.

Believe in him, he speaks better than he sings.

Situ Han asked again: "By the way, how is Mao Tao doing? He is smarter than us, so he should be appreciated by Mr. He?"

When He Chunhua was transferred to Xiazhou, the rest of the Mangshan bandits were unwilling to leave their hometowns, only Mao Tao insisted on going his own way.

He Lingchuan's smile disappeared instantly.

"..."

After he finished talking about the battles in Xiazhou, Situ Han was also silent for a while, before he said: "That boy Maotao, that's fine, please benevolent! I don't think he will regret it."

Just listening to it like this, he can feel the thrill of the battle.

He Lingchuan grabbed a cloth bag from his bosom, handed it to him, and said, "He is from Mangshan. I can't bring back his bones, so I can only send his tablet back home. You set up a tomb for him, and remove it twice a year." Grass, burn paper money twice, paper money needs more tricks, what kind of paper people, horses and paper houses, can it be done?"

Inside the cloth bag is Mao Tao's tablet.Situ Han took it over and nodded again and again: "Definitely, Mao Tao likes those with big eyes. I will burn paper figurines according to this standard later on."

He Lingchuan smiled, and handed over another bag.

Situ Han opened it and saw that there were several gold bars inside, about thirty taels in total.

This is equivalent to three 10,000+ money.Situ Han quickly refused: "Mao Tao is my brother, and it is right to erect a grave for him..."

"Take it."

"Oh." He Lingchuan frowned, Situ Han was startled for no reason, and immediately cut off the idea of ​​declining.Young and old are not the same as before, stable and composed, is it because he has been on the battlefield and experienced life and death fights?

He was originally a bandit, and he was used to watching people order food.If he met someone like He Lingchuan on the road, he would never want to provoke him.

"Young Master, you are benevolent."

He Lingchuan shook his head: "I feel guilty for being unkind. Mao Tao wants to live a good life when I go out with me."

"How many people like us who suck blood from knife edge all day long can die well? Everything is fate, young and old, don't blame yourself. Isn't there an old saying that the earthen pot will inevitably be broken by the well."

He Lingchuan frowned slightly, and immediately thought of the Shuiling Temple by the Xianling Lake.

Mao Tao asked for a lottery there, and the words of the lottery were just this!

The old turtle demon still has two points of effectiveness.

He Lingchuan changed the subject: "Did you receive the letter I sent from Demoiselle Crane?"

"Received!" Situ Han nodded again and again, "I have followed your request to check the household accounts in Heishui City for the new residents who moved here within eight months!"