Chapter 865 Gift Giving

Fu Linan was speechless.

He had packed the White Dragon Pill in wooden bottles after getting it, how could he still be caught?

"Who are you guys?" Are you trying to rob me?

Hu Min solemnly pointed to He Lingchuan: "This is General He of Yuheng City."

"What... How is it possible?"

He Lingchuan took out the token, which emitted a red light, and shook it in front of him.

With Yuanli, it can't be faked.

Fu Linan's face turned from white to blue in an instant.

It's over, he's dead.

Seeing his eyelids fluttering and his appearance of almost fainting, He Lingchuan had to reach out and pat his face and said: "Hey, cheer up, do you want to live or die?"

Is there any need to say this? Fu Linan said bitterly: "Master He, I am also forced to do so! If I don't sell goods for the pirates, they will kill my whole family! My son is only six years old, and my mother is over seventy years old, and she is in her twilight years..."

"Oh?" He Lingchuan asked him, "Are you more afraid of them or me?"

"..." Fu Linan said timidly, "Now I am more afraid of you!"

The truth. He Lingchuan smiled, and actually thought of the fat white cricket in Panlong City.

"Which gangs do you usually sell stolen goods for?"

"Qiuhua Gang and Qianjinzhai, and a few small gangs." Fu Linan really cooperated, "Recently, they have sent very few goods, and the small gangs almost didn't come, saying that they couldn't rob."

This business is not easy to do. He is really considering changing his career, but the official came too quickly.

Fu Linan also flattered him: "You, your Yuheng Army is really powerful, and these pirates have been forced to have no livelihood."

"It should be." He Lingchuan was unmoved, "How you received the stolen goods, how you distributed them, and how you paid the pirates, tell me clearly."

Fu Linan told him everything he knew, very detailed. After all, if the commander-in-chief in front of him narrowed his eyes, he would be killed immediately.

A Luo searched the store for paper and pen and put it in front of Fu Linan. He Lingchuan said again: "The pirates must have more than one channel for selling stolen goods. Write down the other channels for me."

Fu Linan had to write obediently.

When he finished writing, He Lingchuan picked it up and saw that there were six names and addresses on it.

Two of them were in the "Bantou Town" revealed by the thin man.

"What about the channels for the Xiqie puppet army to sell stolen goods?"

"They, they don't sell to us." Fu Lin'an whispered, "I heard that they sell directly to Jintao, and someone will buy it."

"Don't Qianjinzhai and Qiuhua Gang sell to Jintao?"

"Very rarely. They don't have a good relationship with the people of Jintao."

Fu Lin'an threw down the paper and pen, and bowed to him: "General He, spare me! I will move out of Yuheng City with my family and never work for them again!"

He Lingchuan looked at him: "How can this be?"

"Ah?"

"When will you contact the pirates next time?"

"Tomorrow, tomorrow at noon."

"Please give a message to Xu, the leader of the Qiuhua Gang, and Tao, the leader of Qianjinzhai." He Lingchuan smiled, "Five days later, I will invite them to have tea at Baicheng Post Station. See you there."

...

The next afternoon, He Lingchuan stepped into Yuheng Academy.

Willows swayed on the waterside, and two big white geese followed a group of yellow velvets.

The big short legs led the small short legs and jumped into the water in three steps, and immediately became elegant.

The get out of class was over, and the children in the academy chirped, noisier than the geese and ducks.

Adults only come to class at night, and the daytime belongs to the children.

A few of the little ghosts recognized He Lingchuan and ran over with a smile and said: "The commander-in-chief is here, the commander-in-chief is looking for Master Sun again!"

Children are born to admire the strong, and when they heard that it was the "commander-in-chief", they all came to watch. He Lingchuan threw a piece of candy to each person and bribed him in person: "Here, new candy from Baisha Bay. Who can tell me where Master Sun is?"

The children pointed to him: "In the back row of the school!"

"Little Fatty was kept in class by Master Sun again, again and again!"

"So pitiful."

"Who made him fat? No, who made him stupid!"

Little Fatty? He Lingchuan followed their instructions and walked. Sure enough, the children in the back row of the school had basically left, and only one classroom was still filled with voices.

He could recognize Master Sun's voice without getting close.

"How can you get eight out of ten questions wrong? Even if you close your eyes and randomly choose, you can at least guess 30% right?"

"..."

"Look at this, the big rat and the small rat are walking towards each other..."

Then He Lingchuan heard a child's voice weakly asking, "Master, why do these two rats have to walk towards each other? Can't they walk together?"

The painful voice was very familiar. Well, isn't this the child of his neighbor in Panlong City?

He Lingchuan looked out and saw that it was Xiaopang.

He and Master Sun both turned sideways to He Lingchuan. Xiaopang looked up at the master with an innocent look, while Sun Fuling continued to smile, but her left hand was clenched into a fist behind her back, and her knuckles were white.

He Lingchuan quickly coughed lightly.

Xiaopang turned around and saw him, overjoyed: "Brother He... No, Commander He!"

He wanted to get up, but subconsciously glanced at Master Sun.

Sun Fuling sighed: "Go, stop here today."

Xiaopang was as if he had been pardoned, and ran to He Lingchuan with a cheer.

He Lingchuan picked him up with one hand: "Why did you come to Yuheng City?"

"Father said that we have to work here for another year, so we moved here."

"Where is fun, Panlong City or Yuheng City?"

"Of course Yuheng City!" Xiaopang laughed, "There are many delicious foods here!"

He Lingchuan gave him a handful of candies, and the little fat man accepted them with a smile.

Before Master Sun came over, he went to He Lingchuan and whispered, "Commander, I sympathize with you so much."

"Um?"

"I think Master Sun is the scariest, but others don't think so."

He Lingchuan scratched his head: "Really?"

Damn it, someone finally feels the same way!

Sun Fuling approached and said quietly: "What are you talking about?"

"I'm going home. Mom is waiting for me to have dinner." Xiaopang smiled brightly, "Goodbye, Commander-in-Chief, and farewell, Master Sun!"

He winked at He Lingchuan and walked quickly with his short legs.

"Master, you are well!" He Lingchuan straightened his clothes and saluted Sun Fuling solemnly.

"Long time no see." Sun Fuling glanced at him, "Why do you have time to come to Yuheng Academy today when you are so busy?"

The two people live only separated by a wall, but they haven't seen each other for several days.

"I heard that Master has been very busy lately and hasn't returned home recently, so I came here to express my condolences." He is not the only one who is absent from home. He has been wanting to invite Master Sun to dinner recently, but in the end he always raises his glass to the moon and makes three faces.

Speaking of which, he has been in Panlong World for more than half a month, but he has never seen Master Sun.

The lights next door have been dimmed for more than half a month, and Master Sun seems to have been absent.

Now when he saw the beautiful woman again, He Lingchuan found that her face was pale and her lips had lacked blood. She looked even more haggard standing beside the half-withered Guizi tree.

In the past, Mr. Sun always had a heroic spirit. How could I feel pity for him now?

He Lingchuan felt subtle in his heart and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

"I've had a headache recently, it's nothing serious."

The more she downplayed it, the more worried He Lingchuan became: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll ask A Luo to come over!"

"It's no use calling A Luo's master." Sun Fuling smiled, "This is a disease that was brought from my mother's womb. I have seen many famous doctors and they all said that the root cannot be cut off, but it cannot kill people either."

"There's no such thing as a disease that can't cut off its roots!" He Lingchuan frowned, "It's probably because you're missing some medicinal materials, I'll find them for you!"

"I'm interested." Sun Fuling's eyes turned slightly, "Since this is my condolences, where are the things?"

As soon as she reached out to He Lingchuan, the latter grabbed the catkins.

Her hands were cold.

He Lingchuan took advantage of the situation and pressed her pulse again. Sure enough, her pulse was heavy and weak, as if her energy and blood were deficient and her yang energy was weakening.

Other than that, I didn't find any serious illness.

Sun Fuling said angrily: "I asked you to bring me condolences!" I didn't let him take advantage!

"Yes, yes." He Lingchuan looked around, "Which table is yours?"

Sun Fuling raised her eyebrows and led him back to the Zaoxue Building, where the masters worked.

The two of them walked side by side, and she coughed several times, causing her face to turn red.

He Lingchuan took off the gray cloak behind him and wrapped it around her.

"I'm not cold."

But he refused to say anything: "Put it on, don't take it off!"

Sun Fuling pouted slightly, but she wrapped herself tightly in the gray cloak.

He Lingchuan would not let her go so easily: "What is your chronic illness?"

"When I was a child, I got sick every three days. The doctor said it was a congenital deficiency." Sun Fuling held his arm. "Later I met Mr. Wen. He said that smart children tend to die young. I am an example. But now that I have survived, this disease It didn’t stop me. As a result, the attacks became less and less frequent and the symptoms became lighter and lighter.”

She said again: "Don't worry, it will be fine in a few days."

He Lingchuan patted her hand gently to express comfort, but there was a glint in his eyes: "Don't work too hard, and don't work too hard."

Sun Fuling smiled and said: "I know. I'm just a big idler, how can you be as important as Commander He?"

"Are you free? I see you are busier than me." He Lingchuan glanced at her, "Otherwise, how could such a serious illness suddenly attack? It must be due to overwork!"

The last four words have a strong accent.

Sun Fuling lowered her eyes and said, "I can't help it. If I don't do something, no one will do it."

He Lingchuan kept his eyes on her face: "Is there anything in this world that you have to do and that no one else can do?"

Sun Fuling chuckled: "I know, I will follow your instructions. I will change it next time."

He said word for word: "Respect the fate of others, and don't always think about changing your fate against nature."

Sun Fuling blinked: "What are you talking about?"

"Of course I'm teaching, otherwise what can I say?" He Lingchuan said calmly, "Look at the children running around in the garden, it's impossible for all of them to become talented. They will have their own places to go when they grow up, and you can't control them. This is the power of destiny."

"That's right." Sun Fuling tilted her head, "The commander-in-chief is very deep today." Their roles today seemed to be reversed.

He Lingchuan sighed: "Whenever you get sick, I feel that everything in the world is impermanent."

His hands were warm, and Sun Fuling conveyed her coolness to him: "It's uncomfortable to be sick, but someone sent me a gift of condolence."