Chapter 374

Sha Xinghai was attacked when he went out, but only suffered minor injuries, and then continued to Wu Ze County to carry out the mission.

Unexpectedly, he didn't die in the hands of the enemy, but fell into the trap of an ordinary human.

Sha Xinghai sighed softly: "I hid my true identity in Wu Ze County, only saying that I was a wealthy merchant from Lingxu City, wanting to buy a large amount of trauma medicine, as well as light armor and weapons without markings."

Wu Jingsong suddenly realized: "No wonder the Gan family took action. If they knew the Second Young Master's true identity, would they dare to give him ten guts?"

Sha Imperial Preceptor stood with his hands behind his back and asked: "You said the Gan merchant is already dead?"

"Yes, killed by mountain bandits. Once he died, the Gan family was in a mess. By the time we left Wu Ze County, his family was already selling assets to pay debts."

"The Gan merchant is dead, but it is a heavenly principle for the younger brother to pay the debts of the elder brother!" Sha Imperial Preceptor said lightly. "Go and handle it."

"Yes."

"The Gan family is gone, but the mission still needs to be carried out. He Xiao has kindness to you, so hand over this order to his chamber of commerce. By the way, still tell them that the weapons and equipment cannot have any markings."

Wu Jingsong responded, and Sha Imperial Preceptor pondered for a moment and said: "That mirror, did it recognize He Xiao as its master on its own?"

"He subdued that mirror."

"You saw it with your own eyes?"

Wu Jingsong shook his head: "Ashamed, the subordinate was confused by the fake image of Third Master Gan released by the mirror at the time, and by the time I rushed back to Mochou Lake, he had already pierced the mirror. However, he did perform brilliantly in the mirror world."

Sha Xinghai also said: "He sent back my soul, I thought Father would reward him with some wealth, I didn't expect to let him be an official. The background of this person has not been figured out yet."

Wu Jingsong intervened: "I asked the people in his chamber of commerce, and they all said He Xiao is a distant relative of the two masters, and they saw him for the first time, and nothing else is clear."

Sha Imperial Preceptor said: "This person appeared in Wu Ze County, perhaps specifically for the mirror."

"Mirror?" The other two didn't understand.

"Father, you mean, the Gan merchant used the mirror to plot against me, and this person plotted against the Gan merchant to seize his mirror?"

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?

"That mirror is an ancient object; the patterns on the copper edge look very familiar to me, I can't remember where I saw them for a moment, it should have been many years. Um, what was the name of the general you encountered in the mirror illusion, Jingsong?"

"General of the Pu Nation, You Shanming." He also listened in on the conversation between He Lingchuan and Hong Luan.

"Pu Nation..." Sha Imperial Preceptor stroked his beard and thought for a long time, "I seem to have some impression, that is an ancient country that disappeared long ago, at least two thousand five or six hundred years ago. Um, have to check again later."

Sha Xinghai was moved: "Then, isn't that just a few hundred years after the world-destroying catastrophe? The beginning of the medieval era?"

"Yes, at that time, the human nation rose and competed with great demons. The immortal sects had not yet declined, and often sent immortal disciples down the mountain to help the human nation." Sha Imperial Preceptor stroked his beard, "It was also an era of wind and clouds."

Wu Jingsong also said: "The mages in the illusion could all fly by controlling weapons, and Hong Luan's demon power was also very amazing, almost capable of destroying a city with one demon." He only reported the ins and outs to Sha Imperial Preceptor just now, and the latter was anxious to retrieve Sha Xinghai's soul, so Wu Jingsong didn't have time to explain many details. "Even the existing great demons don't have this ability."

"Then this mirror has existed for at least two thousand five hundred years, otherwise it wouldn't contain such illusions. Um, an authentic medieval relic."

Sha Xinghai looked at Sha Imperial Preceptor and said: "Father, what do you want?"

Sha Imperial Preceptor waved his hand: "More than a year ago, the Linlang Treasure Pavilion of the White Elephant King was stolen, and several medieval relics were lost. I heard that he killed more than a hundred people in a fit of anger, but the thief and the stolen goods are still missing; more than ten years ago, the Qinggong also lost a batch of treasures. Among these two batches of stolen treasures, there were mirror magic artifacts."

"You think this He person is related to the theft case?" Sha Xinghai didn't understand even more, "Since that's the case, why let him be an official?"

"According to Wu Jingsong's description, this person is wise and brave, a talent that can be used. If I only gave wealth, he would turn around and leave; if I let him be an official, we can observe him slowly. Besides, he might not really be the thief. I don't care about the White Elephant King and the Qinggong losing things."

Sha Imperial Preceptor sighed: "Besides, he after all sent your soul back, which is a great kindness. Otherwise, I would be exhausted from being busy with my King's birthday and other chores."

Sha Xinghai lowered his head.

Sha Imperial Preceptor thought for a moment: "The official position I promised him requires him to return from Lingxu City to receive it; Wu Jingsong, you send him a valuable piece of information for me, so he doesn't think I am only generous in words but not in deeds."

Wu Jingsong listened carefully, first startled, then responded and exited.

No one noticed that a small spider on the roof beam moved its eight legs and slipped out, hanging by a thread and jumping onto Wu Jingsong, taking a free ride.

He Lingchuan drank until his face was red and hot before returning to the room, seemingly unable to hold his liquor, but actually took a sobering pill, then washed his face with cold water, and the drunkenness faded by seven or eight out of ten.

The sobering pill was refined by the medicine ape Lingguang, and the effect was excellent.

At this time, He Lingchuan thought of it and the rock wolf Lu Xin again, not knowing how these two guys were doing now.

Two quarters of an hour later, the door was knocked.

Wu Jingsong came to convey another thank-you gift from Sha Imperial Preceptor.

Of course, before speaking, he looked around to confirm there were no idle people nearby, then entered the room and whispered to He Lingchuan: "The Imperial Preceptor wants me to tell you that there will be Emperor's Flowing Pulp again in three or four days, with an error of no more than five days."

He Lingchuan had already probed this information through the eyeball spider just now, but he still had to pretend to be shocked, his pupils shaking, and said: "What, really?!"

"The Imperial Preceptor is always serious and doesn't make such jokes," Wu Jingsong said with a serious face. "The last time the Emperor's Flowing Pulp arrived, the news was also very accurate, with an error of no more than two days."

"This can actually be predicted?" He Lingchuan couldn't believe it. "Brother Wu, may I ask where the Imperial Preceptor got the news?"

"Sent from Lingxu City, I don't know the specifics."

Not measured by the Treasure Tree King or Sha Imperial Preceptor himself? He Lingchuan recorded this information and asked him again: "I remember the last Emperor's Flowing Pulp eruption was separated by fifty or sixty years, now it's only been half a year, why is it going to erupt again?"

Wu Jingsong spread his hands: "You ask me, who do I ask? If you don't believe it, I won't force you."

"Believe, believe!" He Lingchuan grabbed him, "The Imperial Preceptor is busy with ten thousand things, how could he make such a boring joke?" Sha Imperial Preceptor wasn't predicting the end of the world, and the news would be verified in three or four days, so he didn't need to fake it.

"Also, Fufeng City will implement a curfew in three days to avoid riots caused by the Emperor's Flowing Pulp. Civilians and merchants will be required to stay indoors and not go out, otherwise, they will be responsible for the consequences."

He Lingchuan understood very well; he had seen the vulnerability of human nature in front of the Emperor's Flowing Pulp, and Panlongcheng also took such precautions.

He pondered for a moment: "In other words, I have to go out of the city to catch the Emperor's Flowing Pulp." There were many people in the city, and everyone only had that palm-sized piece of sky above their residence; how much Emperor's Flowing Pulp could they grab?

When the Emperor's Flowing Pulp erupted last time, he happened to be with the army and couldn't prepare in advance, so he only grabbed a little bit.

Now that he had the inside information, shouldn't he prepare well? "Smart people do this," Wu Jingsong blinked. "If I were you, I would go further. Last time, the suburbs were divided and contracted by people, not to mention that my King's birthday is near, and envoys and merchants from various countries are rushing here; I'm afraid the competition in the suburbs will be even more intense. Also, be careful of the bird demons in the sky."

He Lingchuan let out a long "oh" and cupped his hands: "Thank you for your guidance!"

That's right, this is Fufeng City, the gathering place of the powerful in the Treasure Tree Kingdom. They would also receive the news in advance and would also go out of the city to collect the Emperor's Flowing Pulp, so the simplest way was to divide a large piece of territory to collect it themselves.

He Lingchuan, an outsider, shouldn't get involved.

These were all summaries of others' experience, which could save him a lot of trouble.

Wu Jingsong asked again: "How did you take the Emperor's Flowing Pulp you collected last time?"

"Swallowed it," He Lingchuan said with a confused face. "Is there a second way to eat it?"

Wu Jingsong then handed him a note: "This is the refining method for the Emperor's Flowing Pulp; you should prepare it in advance to avoid being in a hurry and wasting such a heavenly treasure."

He paused and said: "You can rest assured about this recipe; we used it last time too."

He Lingchuan was like getting a treasure: "Getting this opportunity is getting cultivation and opportunity; please thank the Imperial Preceptor for me, Brother Wu!"

Wu Jingsong smiled: "The Imperial Preceptor loves talent and looks at you differently. After you go to Lingxu City, you must return to take office as soon as possible, so as not to live up to his old man's good intentions."

He Lingchuan nodded repeatedly: "Must, must!"

He wanted to ask Wu Jingsong to stay and drink, but the latter had things to do, so he said goodbye and left.

The eyeball spider quietly jumped back onto He Lingchuan.

Hearing his footsteps disappear downstairs, He Lingchuan opened the note and looked closely at the so-called "Emperor's Flowing Pulp Prescription."

In the past half a year, he had been reading books in the Wenxuan Pavilion of Panlongcheng when he had nothing to do, covering everything from all walks of life, and even read some books on pharmacology; he didn't dare to say he was proficient, but he had at least hidden two taels of sesame oil in his dog's belly, and no longer treated prescriptions like heavenly books as he did last year.

A rough look, several medicines in the prescription matched the Emperor's Flowing Pulp paste recipe that A-Luo opened for him.

However, he wouldn't use this kind of common goods; the one A-Luo tailored for him was the best.

The most valuable thank-you gift sent by Sha Imperial Preceptor was the news that the Emperor's Flowing Pulp was coming again, allowing him to prepare in advance and make good use of such a heavenly opportunity.

The question came, how did Lingxu City know that the Emperor's Flowing Pulp was going to erupt? Not just Lingxu City, even Panlongcheng was like this.

The eruption of heaven and earth spiritual energy could actually be predicted? He always felt that it was not simple.

But no matter what, for such a heavenly gift, he should indeed prepare well.

The Soul-Sucking Mirror suddenly said: "Hey, what are you in a daze for? Are you communicating with the City of the Dead?"

(End of chapter)