Chapter 1333

Where could she have slipped to, did she escape? Seeing the sun was about to set, the sunset glow was exceptionally brilliant, and his companions also returned, asking Ah Ang with an empty mule cart: "Where is the person?"

"No, didn't find her."

The four of them scolded him and went everywhere in the village to search.

Likewise, no results.

It was dark, and the five of them had to go home to eat, acting as if nothing had happened on the surface.

Behind the fodder room on the west side of the village, a black shadow flashed by.

Amidst the low chirping of spring insects, Chen Family Village would spend another unremarkable night.

As the hour of the Rat approached, several ferocious long howls suddenly sounded in the east of the village!

That cry pierced the night sky and also woke up the sleeping villagers.

They had never heard such a strange sound.

He Lingchuan helped the Situ family "without asking for return," setting up a beautiful model, and various sizes of forces around passed cooperation intentions to the Yangshan Archipelago one after another.

This is a good thing, and it is also He Lingchuan's goal, but there is always a small unpleasantness mixed in. For example, a small place hopes to borrow 40,000 low-interest loans from the Yangshan Archipelago, repaying the interest first and then the principal, with two mines in the territory as collateral.

It sounds quite cost-effective, but those two mines, one is a poor mine, and the other has exhausted reserves; together they are not worth three thousand taels of silver.

The materials sent by this place also have two sets of fake accounts, and what kind of heart they have is self-evident.

Anyway, there is no long-term peace here; if they catch an opportunity, they will cheat if they can. A few years later, a new amateur troupe will come on stage, who can still recognize the old accounts?

There are countless big pits hidden in the cooperation, and Jiang Lishui has to be twelve points careful.

Right now, an agreement Jiang Lishui handed to He Lingchuan is a transaction request from the Poliu Nation, which is one of the seven Allied Forces crusading against Pijia, with strong national power and a stable regime.

The Poliu Nation attaches great importance to this transaction and has sent people to negotiate twice.

But the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce received too many requests, and Jiang Lishui spent many days drafting this agreement and submitted it to He Lingchuan for review.

He Lingchuan looked at it but was not interested: "Press it down, let's discuss it later."

After finishing the miscellaneous tasks, He Lingchuan gave two instructions and wanted to leave, but Fu Liushan walked in leisurely from the outside, with a piece of fruit leather in his mouth.

"Master Fu is back?" He Lingchuan knew that Fu Liushan had recently gone to Shizhou Tou and Liuping to "collect wind," wanting to hear the commoners' descriptions of those two great battles and the Black-Armored Army.

Anyway, the travel expenses for eating, drinking, living, and traveling were all reimbursed by Yangshan. "Was this trip smooth?"

"Smooth, no wind and no waves. Yang Meng, the garrison commander of Shizhou Tou, has taken over Liuping and seems to have gone to Xiadun, which was also Zhao Guangzhi's territory. His garrison army has now expanded to eight hundred people."

"So fast?" He Lingchuan still remembered that when Yang Meng was defending the city in Shizhou Tou a few days ago, he only had five hundred soldiers to mobilize. In just three days, he supplemented a lot of manpower.

Of course, how much combat power can this increased number have? But the growth in surface numbers can indeed bluff outsiders who don't know the truth.

"I also went to Feng County." Fu Liushan's eyes looking at He Lingchuan were a bit strange, "The things that happened in these places are much the same as what you described before, but in the eyes of the commoners, it is particularly shocking and particularly satisfying. I think, no matter who the black-armored leader is—"

He Lingchuan wanted to be pretentious, so he followed suit. The one who pays is the master, no problem.

"—the effect he wants has been achieved."

He Lingchuan smiled: "That's good."

He went through all the trouble to play gods and ghosts, not just to shock people's hearts, but also for many other purposes.

"However..." Fu Liushan drew out his tone, "there is a detail you didn't mention before. Before and after the black-armored cavalry left, walls in these places, usually city gate walls, would have Dragon Head relief patterns, exceptionally fine and lifelike. After lasting for three days like this, the Dragon Head would disappear again."

Hmm, it's a dragon, not a dragon; it only has small horns on its head, far from long enough.

He Lingchuan asked him: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"I saw it." Fu Liushan looked at He Lingchuan with meaningful eyes, "What exactly is that?"

Yeah, what exactly is that? "There is no conclusion yet." He Lingchuan smiled, "This is a new situation that has never happened before, as Master Fu you know."

This smile seemed unfathomable to Fu Liushan.

Although he didn't know why there were Dragon Head patterns on the wall, he knew the background of the Luosheng Armor/Qianglong Battle Armor, knowing that it was a treasure made from the scales and armor of the ancient Dragon God!

The Luosheng Armor has existed for a long time and has never had such strange phenomena, until it fell into He Lingchuan's hands.

What exactly did this guy surnamed He do to the Luosheng Armor! But Fu Liushan quickly returned to normal and shrugged: "I just came back to inform you, it's nothing, I'm going to drink. Hey, I've only been rushing on the road these past few days."

He Lingchuan couldn't help but remind: "Write the script out first, Dou Wenguan and the opera troupe have been waiting for your script for a long time."

Fu Liushan didn't look back, just waved his hand, and his figure slipped away.

He Lingchuan's face sank at once, and he walked slowly through the courtyard.

There were no outsiders here, only the towering kapok flowers blooming wantonly and enthusiastically, as bright as the fire clouds in the sky.

He Lingchuan found a large rock and sat down, staring at the red clouds and falling into deep thought.

He was very hurried when he led the crowd to leave Shizhou Tou and Liuping before; how could he have time to see what was added to the wall. But after the intelligence from all over the place was summarized, He Lingchuan was so surprised that he almost scratched his head when he heard that the Dragon Head relief appeared! Just because he knew the role of the Dragon Head Totem, or the Black Dragon Totem, he was more surprised than anyone else.

This mark represents the blessing of heaven and earth, and places like Shizhou Tou and Liuping are obviously not qualified. So, the duration is only a short three days? Can he understand it this way?

Seeing him silent and motionless for a long time, the Soul-Sucking Mirror in his bosom couldn't help but ask: "Are you thinking about the Dragon Head Totem again?"

These past few days, He Lingchuan has been thoughtful. Only the mirror knows that he is always calculating this totem that appeared inexplicably and disappeared inexplicably.

With the Soul-Sucking Mirror, it is difficult for external eyes and ears, supernatural spies to escape under its nose, so He Lingchuan is relieved to speak.

"Hmm, this thing really didn't come at the right time, disrupting my plan."

Once he heard that the Dragon Head relief appeared with the actions of the Black-Armored Army, He Lingchuan knew that variables had come.

Man proposes, God disposes; his plans rarely go smoothly and are always full of variables.

God really likes to send him surprises/frights.

The mirror wondered: "Isn't this totem very good? You said it yourself, it represents the blessing of the Heavenly Dao. It has already blessed you, why are you still complaining that you are disrupted?"

This is the news He Lingchuan obtained from the Panlong world, and he has also mentioned it to the mirror.

"It's not the right time." He Lingchuan muttered, "It didn't come at the right time."

The mirror pursued: "Then is it a blessing or a curse?"

(End of chapter)