Chapter 806

"I think we can go back and see." He Chunhua said in a low voice, "I heard that many forces are rushing to the Panlong Desert, and everyone wants to go and snatch treasures to try their luck. With our understanding of the Panlong Desert, we might have more gains if we go." Without waiting for Nailuotian to speak, he continued: "After I left the Panlong ruins last time, I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say what it was."

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"If the Great Fang Hu really appears in the world, I will need your help. You also want to get this treasure, right?" Every time a god mentions the Great Fang Hu, it seems they are tempted.

"So?"

"In the short term, you can't descend twice, right? Why don't you keep Chuan'er first and don't rush to descend," He Chunhua said tightly, "Good steel should be used on the blade, let's talk about it when we get to the Panlong Desert."

"Are you not going south to quell the rebellion anymore?"

"No conflict." He Chunhua's brain turned fast, "I will make proper arrangements."

Nailuotian sneered a few times: "You want to delay the divine descent, right?"

Mortals are just dawdling and love to play little tricks.

"It's not bad for you!" He Chunhua bit the bullet, "Publicly or privately, my suggestion is not bad, right?"

Nailuotian hummed.

It was silent for a long time, and He Chunhua did not know whether it was deducing or calculating, feeling somewhat fearful.

Afterwards, Nailuotian said slowly: "This trip to the Panlong ruins may have great variables."

He Chunhua had to take the warning of the God of Fate seriously: "Divine Venerable, where are the variables?"

"Unknown." Nailuotian said these three words, his tone solemn, "I have long discovered that the calculations related to divine objects like the Great Fang Hu are all unknown."

It immediately added: "But judging from your fate, it is getting better and better, and the probability of great disaster is very small. Therefore, it doesn't matter if you go."

Simply put, not only is He Chunhua not destined to die, but he might also benefit from this trip to Panlong.

He Chunhua was overjoyed: "Divine Venerable is wise!"

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, let's drag it out for a month.

Nailuotian added: "For this divine descent, I also need to make some preparations." The experience after Nian Songyu invited the god last time had already aroused its vigilance: the Great Fang Hu is dangerous.

Although it could not divine for itself, it still felt the ominousness in the dark, which was a warning from "Fate."

However, high returns are inevitably accompanied by high risks. If you want to take the Great Fang Hu, how can you not take any risks?

Other characters and other gods, under the premise of unknown fate, still rushed to the Great Fang Hu one after another; were they afraid? What's more, the worst loss is just a clone, not its true self.

He Chunhua asked: "What does the Divine Venerable plan to do, how should I cooperate?"

"The treasure lost by the Tiangong is related to the Great Fang Hu. I happen to know a little secret," Nailuotian sneered coldly, "If anyone dares to plot against me, they will definitely have bad luck!"

The latter sentence was said gloomily, and He Chunhua subconsciously shivered.

Nailuotian added: "You just need to act according to the plan."

How could it tell its backhand to a mortal?

He Chunhua waited for a long time, but Nailuotian had nothing more to say.

It had already left.

He Chunhua secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then took back all the items and opened the doors and windows for ventilation.

The time had come, he tidied up his clothes and went to the palace to lobby the monarch.

Anyway, the assessment work did not need to be done by himself, as there were specialists to do it for him, so He Lingchuan simply strolled around the Yuan capital until evening before returning to the mansion leisurely.

After strolling around like this, he discovered that the busiest street in the Yuan capital was still bustling, but just a road away, ten shops were empty, and grass was growing in the cracks of the bricks on the side of the road.

This place was not even as prosperous as the Shi Huan City in his memory.

Of course, whether Shi Huan City was still in that state was hard to say.

The decline of a country has many reasons, but war must be one of the biggest roots of disaster for the Yuan Nation.

Fortunately, they still sold some specialties here, so He Lingchuan bought a lot of souvenirs and gave them to Lady Ying and He Yue when he got home.

Before dinner, Shan Youjun came to find him:

"Eldest Young Master, I found out. Steward Zhao Er, who is responsible for procurement in the mansion, said that Sun Hongye came to ask him questions seven days ago."

"What did he ask?"

"He asked about the procurement of ingredients."

This answer was a bit unexpected: "Lead the way."

The Eldest Young Master suddenly came over, and Steward Zhao Er's attitude was respectful: "Mr. Sun? Seven or eight days ago, he came to ask me where the mutton in the mansion was purchased, as the taste was particularly delicious. He also wanted to buy some to eat himself. I said I could report to the Mistress and ask the kitchen to make more for him, but Mr. Sun insisted on not doing so."

"And then?"

"Then I introduced the mutton seller to him," Steward Zhao Er said, "I don't know if he went to contact him."

That was Sun Hongye's own business, and he was too lazy to ask.

"Nothing else?"

"That's all. From Xiazhou to here, the words Mr. Sun has spoken to me total less than twenty sentences."

"Okay, nothing for you to do." He Lingchuan thought for a while and turned to walk out.

Shan Youjun hurriedly followed.

Qiu Hu came over to look at He Lingchuan's expression, and seeing him shake his head, he did not come forward.

It was almost time for dinner, and He Lingchuan did not want to be caught by Lady Ying and scolded, so he simply jumped over the wall from the backyard.

He ignored the strange looks of passersby and went to the cattle and sheep farm with Shan Youjun to find someone.

The cattle and sheep farm is a specialized slaughterhouse and also the meat wholesale and distribution center of the Yuan capital. Lingxu City also has such a place, but the management of the Yuan capital is looser than Lingxu City, and many private slaughter meats are also traded here, which the authorities do not necessarily catch.

This place has a strong fishy smell, and the cries of livestock often ring out in the rows. He Lingchuan followed Steward Zhao Er's introduction and found Butcher Wang in the outer row.

The outer row is where meat is sold and weighed.

Most people's impression of a butcher is a face full of flesh, but this man was thin and tall, and he looked a bit dull when he wasn't holding a knife.

"A guest named Sun?" He shook his head while chopping meat, "No impression. People come and go here, and I don't remember faces very well."

He Lingchuan had to change the way he asked: "He should have asked about the mutton you supply to General Changning's He Fu."

"General Changning?" Butcher Zhang thought for a long time before giving a long "Oh," "Now that you mention it, it seems there was. The person you mentioned came to chat with me and also bought a few jin of mutton, heh."

He does wholesale here, and everything starts from half a sheep, so a few jin is really too little, which is why he has an impression.

He Lingchuan looked at Shan Youjun, who handed over a piece of broken silver: "What did you chat about?"

"Just chatted a few words, I told him that my reputation here is good, and that the famous He Fu indeed ordered meat from me, ordering pork, beef, and mutton every month, and sending it over after bleeding, washing, and slaughtering it clean."

"Nothing else?"

"Nothing else, that's it." He is a butcher, what else could a guest chat with him about in this kind of place? "What were your exact words at the time?"

(End of chapter)