Chapter 684 There Are Still People I Want to See

He Lingchuan blinked: "Hey? You're back so soon?" Very good.

"The immortality medicine case has been decided. Qingyang State Master can't run away, and the seven families can't run away. Father is very satisfied!" The King of Chiyan rarely praised his eldest son so much. Fu Shanyue was not used to it for a while. "The task he entrusted to me has been completed, and the subsequent development is beyond my control. Besides, the emperor must be very angry to deal with Qingyang State Master. He has been looking at me in a bad mood these two days. I don't want to stay and offend him!"

"Although Beijia is good, it is not what I yearn for in my heart." He Lingchuan smiled, "I think we have to go our separate ways."

He has too many secrets and too many karmas. Recently, he even planned to destroy the gathering spirit formation of Xushan. It is impossible for him to stay in Beijia afterwards.

Fu Shanyue was a little reluctant: "Why don't you consider it again? After this triumphant return, my father will definitely reward me heavily, and your benefits are indispensable!"

"Benefits?" He Lingchuan squinted at him, "What benefits can you give me? Give me something real."

Fu Shanyue touched his nose and blushed.

The Qingyang State Master was able to fall, the immortality medicine case was solved, and the Zhongsun family was able to fall. In the final analysis, it was He Xiao who found the living witness Kong Jiaxiang, the celestial being of Qingfu Temple, and found breakthrough evidence for Bai Ziqi.

This guy's contribution is so great that Fu Shanyue didn't know how to thank him for a while.

"That's why I said, you come back to Chiyan with me." Fu Shanyue snorted, "Your contribution is so great that I think only my father can reward you."

He couldn't reward an official position either, and could only "suggest" at present. God knows whether the old man will adopt his suggestions on promoting candidates.

Fu Shanyue didn't have much confidence.

He Lingchuan shook his head: "Forget it, I'll just take a little loss. Convert it into money for me."

Fu Shanyue's face fell: "Money, money, money, all the time. How much do you need money?"

"My family has no mines, and no way to make money." He Lingchuan sighed, "The fire at Panshan's house is equivalent to burning all my hundreds of thousands of taels of silver."

"Don't you have Xiangxueju again?" Panshan's house was burned down, but this kid got Xiangxueju of the Minister of Agriculture in a blink of an eye. That house is huge, and it can't be bought with a few stinky money.

"Yes, but can I sell it now?" He Lingchuan glanced at him, "People outside say that this is the compensation from the Minister of Agriculture. I don't want this house anymore, you can convert it into money for me."

"...Okay, all the benefits will be converted into silver." Fu Shanyue said kindly, "Or wherever your destination is, my family may have some property there, and I will give you some."

"I don't even know where the road is." He Lingchuan didn't appreciate it, just stretched out his hand to him, "So, money is the most practical."

Fu Shanyue rolled his eyes: "Okay, wait until I go back to collect it."

Such a large amount of money can't be taken out just by saying it. Can I write an IOU first?

Seeing him take the lead, the smile on He Lingchuan's face suddenly disappeared.

Seeing that the case of the immortal medicine has been settled, the shield of Prince Chiyan is also going to go. From now on, the eyes of the court and the public will definitely focus on the officials who have fallen, and the popularity of "He Xiao" will drop rapidly.

He has no power or influence in Lingxu City, just an ordinary person. In the past two months, if it weren't for the case of the immortality medicine, which powerful person would have taken a second look at him?

The heat of public opinion is a wave. When he is forgotten by the public, will the forces that have been waiting impatiently in the dark rush out to settle accounts with him?

Why don't he just do a job and leave? Should he wait until others turn against him?

But before doing big things, he still wants to go to Panlong City.

There are people he wants to see, and there are words to say goodbye.

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The light snow fell on the tip of his nose, and it was cold.

This little bit of coolness woke He Lingchuan from his trance, and he found himself back in Panlong City.

He hadn't come in for a few days, since he was busy thinking about the Xushan plan. Dafanghu was considerate for once, and asked him to prepare well without distraction.

Now that the action is imminent, he also wants to come in again.

This is his home, and there are people he cares about.

If the Xushan action ends in failure, this dream will be a farewell.

At this moment, he was standing in the military parade hall. It was the big arena competition held once every fourteen days. The battle was fierce on the stage, and the soldiers and civilians below the stage cheered. Even the streets outside were crowded.

That little bit of flying snow could not extinguish the enthusiasm of the onlookers.

This city is still the same, with enthusiasm and harshness, vitality and regulations.

He also saw the thin man struggling to shuttle through the crowd.

At the same time, the thin man also saw He Lingchuan, and his appearance of trying to squeeze over was like a retrograde in a school of sardines: "Who are you betting on today?"

He Lingchuan glanced at the arena: "One-eyed, one hundred taels."

The left eye of the burly man was pierced in the battle of Yuheng City, and he changed his nickname later. Although he was called One-eyed, his strength did not decline.

The thin man hissed: "So much?"

In the past, Broken Blade often bet five cents or one tael, never more than two taels, and always used "small bets for pleasure" to cover up his stinginess. Why is he suddenly generous this time?

He Lingchuan stuffed ten taels of gold into his pocket: "Give me one hundred and thirty taels if you win. The extra money will be used to treat your nephews and nieces to candy."

If he doesn't come back, the money will be useless.

"Boss He is generous!" The thin man praised him, and then asked worriedly, "What happened to you?"

"Can't you be generous if nothing happens?"

The thin man scratched his head: "You look like 'Chopping Board' before the battle."

"'Chopping board'?"

"He was a member of our team and died five years ago. You didn't even know where he was at that time." The surroundings were very noisy, and the thin man had to shout, "He was a bachelor. Before the war, he entrusted all his savings of 20 taels to me, saying that if he died in the war, the money would be donated to the goddess Mitian to build a temple!"

"What happened later?"

"Later, the 20 taels were used to build a temple for the gods. There is a brick carving in front of the temple, which was built with the money from the chopping board."

He Lingchuan punched him in the back: "Bad luck!"

At this time, the officers beside the ring also saw He Lingchuan and asked him: "Broken Knife, are you going to the ring today?"

He Lingchuan was also the champion, but the last guard period had not yet passed, so he could freely choose whether to go to the ring or not.

Not going to the ring today? He wanted to rush home and see Sun Fuling again.

"No..." In this kind of weather, isn't it a good time to talk to each other?

He hoped that his heart would settle down because of this.

It was too noisy around, so the officer didn't hear He Lingchuan's refusal and said to himself: "General Hong is here too."

"Huh?" General Hong is here too?

He Lingchuan looked over from the side of the ring and saw General Hong in black light armor, standing on the second floor of the central hall to watch the fight.

Today she was wearing a Taotie mask, so others could tell her identity at a glance.

No wonder the rings were packed today, and everyone on the stage was as excited as chicken blood.

It turned out that they all wanted to perform well in front of General Hong.

At this moment, several Dafeng Army soldiers rushed in from the street and escorted a person to the back door of the military review hall.

Although it was just a quick glance, He Lingchuan could see clearly that the boy who was tied up was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with a thin body, like a little chicken in the hands of the strong soldiers.

Soon, a personal soldier approached General Hong on the second floor and whispered a few words.

General Hong immediately turned around and walked inside.

Would the arrest of that little boy alarm General Hong?

He Lingchuan was curious and squeezed into the central hall.

The stairs leading to the second floor were guarded by someone, and no one was allowed to approach.

Of course, He Lingchuan was not an idle person.

When he rushed to the second floor, he happened to see the soldiers pressing the boy to his knees and reporting to General Hong:

"This kid went crazy at the south gate of the city. He should have been arrested and imprisoned, but he kept muttering that he wanted to see you, and called your honorific title, and called something like Shi Nantian, Shi Nantian."

The boy's eyes rolled back, his lips turned blue, and his whole body trembled. At this time, he was shouting "Don't kill me."

In the snowy weather, he was sweating profusely and looked very scared.

Others couldn't see it, but He Lingchuan knew very well that there were three corpse worms entrenched on the walls of Panlong City. They could identify those who entered the city with bad intentions and make them crazy. The people of Panlong City gave this symptom a very down-to-earth name, called "city gate hysteria."

The boy looked like he was having a hysterical attack.

The three corpse worms can amplify people's inner emotions and burst them out in a concentrated manner. Obviously, the boy's current emotion is "fear."

"Shi Nan?" General Hong leaned down, observed the boy, and then said, "Come out."

The boy muttered to himself. So many people stood in front of him, but he seemed to not see any of them.

He did not react at all to General Hong's words.

However, in He Lingchuan's view, several three-corpse worms swam out of the boy's ears and nose, flew around General Hong, and then floated south.

It was snowing outside, and there was no sunshine, so they could cruise in the air.

After the last three-corpse worm left, the boy woke up from a dream, looked at everyone in horror and said, "Who are you, where am I!"

General Hong asked him, "Where did you come from?"

The boy was frightened by General Hong's power and answered subconsciously, "Lin, Linshuang City."

He Lingchuan had heard of Linshuang, which was further south than Baisha Bay and not in the territory of Panlong City.

"Aren't you from Xiluo?"

The boy shook his head.

"Shi Nan asked you to come?"

"Shi... Nan?" The boy was confused, "Who is Shi Nan?"

He didn't know who Shi Nan was, so he rushed to Panlong City? This place is hundreds of miles away from Linshuang City.

He Lingchuan saw that his clothes were worn out, his shoes were worn out, his big toe was exposed, and there were two big dark circles under his eyes. He didn't know how long he hadn't slept.

"Who asked you to come here?"

The young man shuddered and didn't say anything.

General Hong smiled slightly, turned his head and said, "Everyone retreat."

The personal soldiers and other soldiers behind him went up the stairs to the first floor. He Lingchuan was about to turn around, but General Hong said, "Broken Knife, set up a windproof formation."

"Yes." He Lingchuan paused, took out a few bamboo plates and stuck them on the floor. After a while, he set up a windproof formation around the captives and General Hong. Otherwise, there would be no windows on the second floor of the Zhongdang, and the wind would leak from all sides.