Chapter 412 The Little Tree in Panlong City

The door opened and Fu Jiu walked in. He saw that there were actually four people in the room, three of them were standing on guard, and there was only one young man sitting leaning against the window. He had fine features and handsome eyes, somewhat similar to Fu Shanyue.

The young man frowned when he saw him: "You come here at this time? It's not safe."

Fu Jiu knelt down and said, "Master Ji, the matter is done."

Master Ji was startled and stood up suddenly, his voice rising three times: "What did you say?"

Fujiu took out the wooden sculpture from the storage ring and placed it in the center of the room.

Master Ji quickly stepped forward to check, and said, "Please hold the lamp, and give me a few more!"

The lights were turned on one by one, and Master Ji looked at the wood carvings intently: "Tell me what happened."

Fujiu obeyed.

After hearing the last few words, Master Ji interrupted him: "Wait a minute, you haven't seen my brother turn into a wood sculpture with your own eyes?"

"...Yes, but the young master ran too fast at that time." Fu Jiu was also shocked, "And the appearance of this statue is clearly the same as the young master, and even the clothes and rings..."

"Turn out the lights!" Master Ji didn't listen to his excuse and only said to the people around him, "Get out of here right now!"

The guard immediately went to the window and applauded twice.

The neighbors also belong to them, and these two signals are to notify them to come out immediately.

But the applause was followed by silence.

The neighbor's door was quiet, with no one around.

Master Ji said decisively: "Let's go!"

However, as soon as they opened the door, they saw six or seven people standing in the darkness, silent, but with ruthless eyes.

These are all Fu Shanyue's men.

"It's so late, brother, where are you going?" came a voice from behind.

Master Ji suddenly turned around and saw Fu Shanyue sitting by the window, exactly where he had just been sitting. Even his posture was the same, and his tone was very familiar: "Long time no see, come and catch up on old times?"

The moonlight passed through the window, making the left half of his face pale, but the right half of his face was completely hidden in darkness.

When he saw him, Fu Jiu's face turned pale.

Fu Shanyue turned his eyes to him and smiled slightly: "Fu Jiu, you did a good job on your errand."

The guards behind Master Ji immediately glared at him.

Fu Jiu knelt down with a plop: "Young Master, I..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a line of blood in his throat.

After his body slowly fell to the ground, Fu Shanyue shook off the blood on his fingertips. He didn't even bother to listen to the traitor's difficulties.

"The plan was good, I almost fell for it." Fu Shanyue turned to Master Ji and made a little gesture, "Does your father know that you are making this plan?"

His eyes turned red little by little, and Master Ji's fingertips were trembling: "Even if I die, my father will not pass on my position to you!"

"Why don't we wait and see?" Fushan Yue smiled, "Oh yes, you have no chance to see it."

Master Ji's eyes turned red: "I was wrong! We are brothers born from the same mother. For my mother's sake...Uncle Da!"

He suddenly slapped his hands on the backs of the guards beside him, pushed them towards Fu Shanyue, threw something to the ground, and broke out of the door.

As soon as he got up after landing, he heard a loud noise and waves of air coming from behind him.

Residential buildings exploded.

This was a backup he had prepared, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

Master Ji was pushed several feet away by the air wave, and Fu Shanyue's men were also pushed away and could not get over for a while. It can be seen that this tube of explosives is used in large quantities.

He stood up, patted his trouser legs, and looked back at the torn apart house.

Suddenly a figure fell from the sky and landed next to him, causing scorched earth to fly everywhere.

Master Ji was startled, and when he took a closer look, he saw it was Fu Shanyue's wood carving.

The wood carving was on fire and was burning happily, but a pair of dead fish eyes stared at Master Ji, causing the latter to shudder subconsciously.

There was another sound of wind coming from behind. He held his breath and turned around. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: "Uncle Da, you are here!"

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"Isn't this outrageous?" He Lingchuan rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw in front of him.

He stood on the South Gate Square of Panlong City.

This broad square that he had walked dozens of times suddenly had a new change today:

Above the huge spring pool, next to the first bridge, a tree suddenly appeared.

Strictly speaking, it is a small tree as tall as one person.

He remembered that the last time he dreamed, this place was a fixed stall selling yellow rice cakes and soy milk. The stall owner praised him for his handsome appearance, and every time she would enthusiastically cut an extra half piece for him, and she was determined to introduce her daughter to him. know.

But now there are more trees.

There are many trees in South Gate Square, providing shade in summer. But He Lingchuan paid so much attention to it just because the tree looked very familiar.

Those leaves, those branches, those few aerial roots as young and weak as whiskers...

Isn’t this Gu Luoshu!

Although he is pitifully small compared to King Baoshu, Gu Luoshu is Gu Luoshu.

The sacred bone necklace ate the spiritual seeds he provided. He Lingchuan thought that the power in the seeds would be absorbed by the Dafang Pot, just like the treasures it had eaten several times before.

Unexpectedly, the spiritual seed was an exception. Not only was it not eaten, it was also planted in Panlong City.

He didn't come in for a few days, and the seeds grew into small trees, which really went against the laws of nature.

But think about the tree guards placed by the Treasure Tree King across the kingdom. They were grown from spiritual seeds in just a few days.

He Lingchuan appeared here as soon as he entered Panlong City. Obviously the dream wanted him to see this tree immediately.

The generous pot will not be misplaced.

There were two children playing ball under the tree. He Lingchuan walked over and asked them: "When was this tree planted?"

The child looked at him, shook his head, and looked confused.

He Lingchuan had no choice but to walk to a nearby shop and ask the uncle selling groceries: "Who planted the tree?"

"What?"

"That sapling." He Lingchuan pointed to him, "When was it planted?"

"Ah... I don't know." The uncle looked confused, "Isn't it always there?"

"How long will it last?" There must be a time limit, but it cannot be said to last forever.

The uncle thought hard and shook his head: "Who can remember this? Isn't it just a tree?" There are so many trees in the square. Can he remember the age of each tree and who planted each tree?

Are you kidding me?

After asking to no avail, He Lingchuan returned to the sapling and reached out to pat it.

It looks no different from an ordinary small tree. It is hard to imagine that it can grow into as majestic and magnificent a body as the Treasure Tree King. Speaking of which, can spiritual seeds grow into tree guards in the Coiling Dragon's dream?

He remembered the characteristics of the Juluo tree and vaguely understood why the spiritual seed could be transplanted by Dafang Pot:

Ju Luoshu has always had the ability to adapt to Qing Ming.

The Heart Guard calls Panlong City the City of the Undead, so does it seem that it is not against the law for the Juluo tree to grow in the City of the Undead?

Of course, it might have a deeper meaning to being planted here, but He Lingchuan had no place to ask.

He could only pat the tree: "I wish you good luck."

In Panlong City, what kind of nutrients does the Juluo tree need to grow?

Counting the days, it seemed like it was his turn to guard ring number seven today.

If you don't go, the title of challenger will be lost.

Passing by Yunling Island, where he rented a shop, the fat shopkeeper Bai Chu was talking to someone at the door of the shop. When he looked up and saw He Lingchuan, his eyes lit up and he hurried over: "Brother He, you are finally here!"

He Lingchuan looked at his agile steps that were seriously inconsistent with his figure, and suddenly gave up: "I don't buy it."

This profiteer always wants to sell him magic weapons so that he can earn back his rent. He Lingchuan was really fooled twice. After buying it back, he slapped his head, wondering what the hell he wanted these things for, as if he could really use them.

"Oops, there aren't any good goods today. There's something going on at the border of Xi'an Kingdom again. Several batches of goods are being held there and they can't get through... These damn gangs will get their retribution sooner or later." Bai Xiao laughed dryly, "Brother He. Ah, we just have something to discuss."

This guy actually said that he didn't have any good stuff, so this must be a big deal. He Lingchuan turned around and left: "I also have something to do, let's wait another day."

White Grasshopper stuffed a delicate bamboo tube into his hand: "Stay!"

He Lingchuan took a look and chewed tobacco.

It’s still Bega’s domestic chewing tobacco. Now he can accurately identify the brand of chewing tobacco, which should come from the Treasure Tree Demon Kingdom!

Bai Ku took the opportunity to drag him into the store.

"I want to ask you something!" Today, there was no one in the back room, so Bai Xiao started talking, "Business has not been very good recently..."

He Lingchuan rolled his sleeves and said: "No negotiation for rent reduction."

"No, it's not." Bai Xiao's smile solidified, "I want to tell you, uh, can you, uh..."

"Huh?" It's rare to see this oil dealer stutter. It seems that something is serious.

Bai Xiao sighed and said bluntly: "I want to cancel the lease, so I'll tell you in advance."

He Lingchuan said curiously: "I think your business here is very good. It's always packed with people coming and going." It would be considered kind to not increase your rent.

Besides, the shops on Wanglin Street are not readily available for rent. You have to queue up if you want to open a shop here.

"Hey, to be honest, I received a piece of news, great news." Bai Xiao sighed at the front, and the corners of his mouth at the back couldn't help but curl up, "Maybe we can, can return to China!"

"Huh?" He Lingchuan didn't react for a moment, "Go back to China?"

Which country are you going back to?

"Silla!" Bai Xiao's face became even rounder as he smiled, "Go back to our motherland."

He Lingchuan's head buzzed. Isn't Panlong Wasteland an enclave that has been cut off from its mother country?

"How to say?"

"That's right, I have reliable information that the monarch is considering moving everyone back in Panlong Wasteland!" There was a voice in the front hall, and Bai Xiao quickly lowered his voice, "Once the relocation order is issued, we will You can go back home!”

"Isn't that right?" He Lingchuan was not happy, "Where is the way back?" The reason why the enclave is called an enclave is that it is blocked on all sides.

"Yes, yes." Bai Chu said, "I heard that the Baling Congress temporarily opened the Jinxi Corridor and allowed us to move back to the country."

He Lingchuan chuckled: "Can you believe what Balingguo says?"

"This matter is probably very credible and very likely to succeed." Bai Xiao said with a smile on his face, "I will give you three more months of rent, and then go to the government to cancel the rent. Just agree to it, how about it? ?”

"What if I don't agree?"

"If you don't agree, once the relocation order is issued, the whole city will have to leave sooner or later. Then you won't be able to receive the rent."