Chapter 56: My Child Has No Regrets

Even if there are oil shops, wine workshops, and charcoal shops in this city, and the buildings are all wooden structures, it is a big project to burn down a city with just this little manpower, so they have to find fire-starting materials as much as possible. After everyone else left, He Lingchuan made a return move, turned back to the Zhong mansion, and jumped into an empty room on tiptoe.

The room was not small, with two beds, one large and one small, two stools, and a dressing table.

After State Preceptor Sun released the command arrow, He Lingchuan had already turned around in this set of official residences and checked everywhere while he was gathering his companions.

He Lingchuan didn't find any useful clues at that time, but after the group's discussion just now, he suddenly wanted to come and see again.

Each set of official residences is small in area and simple in function; it is a place to eat, live, and sleep. Then this room should be the bedroom of Zhong Shengquan and his wife.

The bedding on the large bed was clean, and the quilts were folded neatly. A precious sword with a flood dragon-mouth swallowing ring hung on the wall at the head of the bed.

Hanging a fierce weapon at the head of his and his wife's bed is probably something only a fierce man who governs the army would do, and the small bed on the side—

Should be for their daughter, Zhong Wuhan.

Because the small bed was only three feet long, an adult couldn't even lie down with their legs curled up. At the head of the bed were a small wooden horse and a small wooden soldier waving a wooden sword; opposite them was a cloth tiger that looked a bit fierce.

No, it's a cloth leopard, made according to the image of a sand leopard, with the round spots of a sand leopard.

Putting these three there is a story.

He picked it up and looked at it, and there were a few small characters embroidered on the leopard's belly:

My child has no regrets.

At the foot of the bed, there was also a small cloth doll stuffed there.

He Lingchuan walked to the side of the large bed, and a set of water powder and a bronze mirror were placed on the dressing table, all neat and tidy.

He picked them up one by one to check and found a comb inserted behind the bronze mirror; this was actually a set.

This is? His eyes lit up, he picked up the comb and looked at it against the light, muttering: "So it's here."

This is a simple wooden comb, simple in form and single in function, with only a small light blue flower painted on the comb head.

This kind of pigment is taken from a fine powder ground from a type of shellfish, which can produce a blue color like the sky.

Just based on this flower decoration, He Lingchuan could conclude that the master's token that the sand leopard took away when Panlongcheng fell years ago was this one! It was also this that caused a grudge between the He family and the Grand Marshal's mansion.

It's just that now this comb hasn't been burned in half.

"Zhong Shengquan's wife passed away shortly after giving birth to a daughter, so he really kept this comb as a souvenir." He Lingchuan looked at the small bed, talking to himself. "No, Zhong Wuhan hadn't been born yet at this time. Zhong Shengquan didn't know whether his wife would give birth to a boy or a girl, but he had already prepared a baby bed."

Otherwise, the Commander Zhong wouldn't have put a few boys' toys at the head of the child's bed, which seemed to have been whittled by him personally.

"This is probably the happiest time of his life." His career had prospects, and his wife was about to give birth.

He pulled open the secret compartment of the dressing table, which contained a few pieces of jewelry, all of very ordinary quality, but He Lingchuan's gaze swept over one of them and froze.

This is a necklace with a crescent-shaped pendant.

It looked so familiar, He Lingchuan subconsciously pulled out the necklace around his neck.

This is fundamentally the same thing! It's just that one is in the illusion and one is in reality, and even the appearance has changed.

That is to say, before his daughter was born, Zhong Shengquan was the owner of this divine bone necklace.

He Lingchuan realized something, carefully put the comb back in its original place, and exited the room.

As soon as he walked out of the official residence, he saw someone standing outside.

Mao Tao.

He Lingchuan was startled and couldn't help but scold: "Not even a sound, are you scaring a ghost?"

"Young Master, let me go with you, I'll do all the work." Mao Tao accompanied with a smile. "It seems someone is always watching me in secret, wanting to make a move when I'm alone."

"Even if there is, that's not a person." He Lingchuan didn't refuse. He also had that feeling of being pricked in the back, and it was indeed safer for the two to go together. Mao Tao pointed: "I remember there is a quite large restaurant over there."

He Lingchuan looked back at the Zhong mansion: "It's too close here, leave it to the city wall military equipment. Let's go to a distant place."

Both of them knew some kung fu, so they lifted their energy and ran fast all the way.

Two quarters of an hour later, the road became narrower and narrower, the buildings by the road became more sparse, and large commercial storage warehouses, post stations, and even threshing grounds appeared.

This kind of place is far from any city gate. Even if the city wall military equipment could reach it, there would be no effect of igniting a large area with one shot.

This has to rely on manpower.

The two jumped into a workshop, found a flatbed cart for unloading goods, loaded a dozen barrels of tung oil, and dismantled two pleasing pieces of wood to make torches before pulling the oil out.

Burning all the way, splashing oil on wood, quilts, thatch, or everything else that could burn.

In this way, after walking for several miles and looking back, only flames were seen rushing to the sky.

Mao Tao pointed west: "Black smoke is going to the sky over there; it seems the State Preceptor is also working very hard."

He Lingchuan only took one look and continued to work: "It seems that's not the point either."

Mao Tao wondered: "Point? What point?"

"We decided to burn down the whole city just because we couldn't find the key point to break the situation and could only rely on this stupid effort. Otherwise, one fire crossbow would be enough." He Lingchuan's mind was very clear. "Conversely, burning other places is useless; only by burning to the point can this illusion be lifted."

Mao Tao shook his hands, sighing: "How long will this take?" He was tired because He Lingchuan made him act as the donkey pulling the cart.

Even if it were a real donkey, pulling a cart full of oil barrels for ten miles, it would be tired to death.

Burning down a city, he felt his whole body go numb just thinking about it.

"You should be happy." He Lingchuan said gloomily. "The breaking point is not in the area we are responsible for; it's your good fortune from your previous life. Think about Tao Bo's end; can you bear the consequences of the illusion breaking?"

Tao Bo's end was no better than his teammates, with no bones left. Mao Tao shuddered: "Then let's go meet the State Preceptor as soon as possible."

He Lingchuan laughed: "Thanks to you, it's not finished so quickly."

Because Mao Tao slipped away to find him, the northern part of Panlongcheng hadn't been burned yet. "Now you can tell me, what exactly did you come to find me for?"

Mao Tao was stunned: "I, I was just afraid."

He Lingchuan was too lazy to talk to him: "Get back to the north."

"Don't, I'll say it! I just haven't made up my mind." Mao Tao wiped his sweat with a towel. "Actually, I lived in the Copper City of the Baling Nation for twelve years before following Boss Situ, and I also went to school, until my stepfather was killed while doing business..."

"Stop, tell me the point!"

"... Baling script, I can understand a little bit."

He Lingchuan stopped: "What is the State Preceptor hiding?"

He knew this old man was hiding private goods!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 57 =====