Chapter 1103

"Yes, the Yin Sha in this place disappears when the sun shines on it, and it only breeds every few days."

"This is very strange; the Yin Sha places I've been to are all sunless all year round." Fushan Yue explained to him: "Actually, the Ba also needs some spiritual energy. Places like the Yangshan Archipelago where Yin Sha changes regularly are most suitable for our cultivation."

Speaking of this, he finally revealed his true purpose: "I just don't know if Island Master He is willing to take me in and let me eat and live for free?"

"The Chiyan Crown Prince's visit makes my place shine; of course, I welcome it." How could He Lingchuan be easily fooled by him? "I just don't know how many people you brought?"

If it were just Fushan Yue himself, of course, he could afford it, the problem is—

"About a..." Fushan Yue scratched his head. Damn it, he couldn't fool this kid. "One hundred and fifty or sixty guards. I couldn't bring more."

This is the rear of the Mou Nation; as the Crown Prince of Beijia's vassal demon nation, he couldn't bring an army here.

At most, he could bring some guards, and the number was already at the limit.

He Lingchuan felt a joy in his heart.

Could the guards Fushan Yue could bring by his side, the guards equipped by the Chiyan King for his son to go abroad, be rookies? While receiving a Fushan Yue, he was also receiving one hundred and fifty or sixty good hands!

Fushan Yue said resentfully: "I will be responsible for the expenses of my guards."

He Lingchuan smiled. That was even better; these one hundred and fifty or sixty elites were all self-funded, and he didn't have to pay a cent! "I'm not driving people away, but how long are you going to stay here?"

Fushan Yue thought for a moment: "I don't have anything to do recently."

Meaning there was no fixed deadline; he could stay as long as he wanted and leave whenever he wanted.

"Black Tiger Army Captain Yu Zecheng has long-term leased a villa here, called Zhaowantang, with beautiful scenery and extra quietness." He Lingchuan knew how to do favors. "He has already returned to the battlefield, and Zhaowantang is vacant."

Nominally it was a "long-term lease," but He Lingchuan knew very well that Yu Zecheng would never come again.

That money was extorted from him.

So how He Lingchuan dealt with Zhaowantang, Yu Zecheng didn't know and didn't want to know, and would never ask.

Fushan Yue drank some porridge: "Leased by Yu Zecheng? Is it the villa worth one million taels?"

"Exactly." He Lingchuan's heart moved: "You've heard of it too?"

"Yu Zecheng suffered a big loss at your place, and not many people in Lingxu City know about it." Fushan Yue smiled meaningfully: "But I know very well."

Yu Zecheng wouldn't go around talking about it himself, and Yu Zecheng's subordinates probably wouldn't publicize it either, as it was a shameful thing.

How did Fushan Yue know? In the Chiyan Nation, his information shouldn't be that well-informed.

He Lingchuan thought of a possibility.

He didn't ask why directly, but said: "You traveled across the ocean to the Yangshan Archipelago and haven't returned for a long time; didn't your father have any opinions?"

This guy is the Crown Prince, the future successor of the demon nation, yet he has been wandering outside for a long time; is this appropriate?

Fushan Yue couldn't help but sigh: "You don't know, the old man at home has gone crazy again recently, repeatedly threatening to strip me of my Crown Prince position, beating and scolding me at every turn, and even using heavy hands. If I hadn't slipped away quickly, I would have been beaten to death. It just so happened that Lingxu City was looking for me for an official mission, so I came."

There was a lot of information; He Lingchuan heard several keywords.

"Why?"

"How would I know why, he and I have never gotten along." The old man never gave him a good look, and Fushan Yue was used to it, too lazy to investigate deeply.

Anyway, in the old man's eyes, everything he did was wrong.

He Lingchuan didn't think so.

What kind of person is Fushan Lie? He had dealt with him in the Panlong world. A character who could exhaust Yuheng City to exhaustion and force Panlong City back to the Panlong Wasteland in real history, would he go crazy randomly?

Senile in his later years? He drove his only son out of the house, to a place far away from Beijia; there must be a deep meaning.

However, the point of his question was not this, but: "Why did Lingxu City send you here?"

"Said your location is excellent, Beijia wants to open a new trade route here, and asked me to coordinate." Fushan Yue revealed half of it; Lingxu City's original intention was to let him serve as the liaison between the Yangshan Archipelago and Beijia, and of course, there was also the duty of monitoring and collecting intelligence.

"Beijia wants to open a new trade route to my place?" He Lingchuan's eyes lit up as soon as he heard it; who doesn't know that Beijia's favor is equivalent to rolling wealth? Although this place had received Beijia merchant ships, the journey was long, and there were few visitors from Beijia.

A new trade route and new passenger flow were exactly what the Yangshan Archipelago craved most.

At this moment, Fushan Yue was a golden baby in his eyes.

Fushan Yue smiled: "Yes, a large fleet will come by autumn at the latest."

He Lingchuan immediately snapped his fingers and called the stall owner over: "Add a dish here, fried crab!"

This old friend was still so realistic; Fushan Yue smiled at the stall owner: "I see there are two big crabs in the basket, bigger than his face. Fry these two for me!"

Fushan Yue took out an exquisite painting box and handed it to He Lingchuan: "Here, for you."

"You painted it?" It really shocked him; Fushan Yue could paint?

"How is that possible?" Fushan Yue drank a mouthful of wine: "Before I left, Songyang Prefecture asked me to bring it to you."

Songyang Prefecture? He Lingchuan thanked him and accepted it.

The two talked and laughed, had a few rounds of wine and food, and then returned arm in arm.

That night, Fushan Yue, Taozi, and the fierce tiger Jiao Yu moved into Zhaowantang.

He Lingchuan also saw Fushan Yue's guard team; sure enough, they were all strong men, and there were several old acquaintances of He Lingchuan among them.

Fushan Yue patted his chest with a bang: "I can't use so many people. If you have any errands, just tell them to do it!"

He was very safe living on Suoding Island, and he had to go into the Yin Sha to cultivate later, so these men were idle.

They were all elites; it was a pity to leave them idle.

On the way back to Centipede Island by boat, He Lingchuan began to calculate how to use these people.

He also knew that one of the purposes, or one of the missions, of Fushan Yue coming here was to collect intelligence on the Yangshan Archipelago. Only by having his one hundred and fifty men participate in He Lingchuan's army and actions could the information obtained be real and comprehensive.

This was an open secret, and He Lingchuan didn't care.

Everything must be weighed for pros and cons. As long as the pros outweigh the cons, what reason did he have to refuse? But as he calculated, he suddenly burst into loud laughter.

The laughter spread from the bow of the boat and traveled all the way to the sea.

The Yin Snakes in the sea all poked their heads out to see who was laughing so wantonly.

(End of chapter)