Chapter 878

Fu Lin'an was speechless. He had already repackaged the White Dragon Pills in wooden bottles after getting them, how could he still be picked out?

"Who exactly are you people?" Could it be that you want to eat black with black?

Hu Min solemnly led to He Lingchuan: "This is the Great Commander He of Yuheng City."

"How... how is that possible?"

He Lingchuan took out the token, the token emitting red light, and shook it in front of him.

With Yuan power, it couldn't be fake.

Fu Lin'an's face turned from white to green in an instant.

Finished, dead for sure.

He Lingchuan watched his eyelids flip and almost fainted, so he had to reach out and pat his face: "Hey hey, cheer up, do you want to die or live?"

Does this still need to be said? Fu Lin'an said with a bitter face: "Commander He, I was also forced to be helpless! If I don't sell goods for the water bandits, they will kill my whole family! My son is only six years old, and my old mother is over seventy, in her twilight years..."

"Oh?" He Lingchuan asked him, "Are you more afraid of them, or more afraid of me?"

"..." Fu Lin'an said timidly, "Now more, more afraid of you!"

The truth. He Lingchuan smiled, actually thinking of the Bai Guo Bai Fatty in Panlongcheng.

"Which families do you usually sell stolen goods for?"

"The Qiuhua Gang and Qianjin Stronghold, and a few small gangs." Fu Lin'an was very cooperative, "Recently, the goods they sent are very few, and the small gangs almost haven't come, all saying they can't rob them."

This business is really not easy to do. He is really considering changing careers, it's just that the official door-to-door is too fast.

Fu Lin'an also took the opportunity to send a flattery: "Your, your Yuheng army is really powerful, forcing these water bandits to have no livelihood."

"As it should be." He Lingchuan was unmoved, "How you connect stolen goods with water bandits, how to distribute them, how to give money, all say it clearly."

Fu Lin'an knew everything and was very detailed. After all, as long as this commander in front of him squinted, his head would fall to the ground immediately.

A Luo searched for paper and pen from the shop and placed them in front of Fu Lin'an. He Lingchuan added: "The water bandits' channels for selling stolen goods certainly aren't just you. What about other ways, write them all down for me."

Fu Lin'an had to move his pen obediently.

After he finished writing, He Lingchuan picked it up and looked at it; there were six names and addresses on it.

Two of them were in "Bantuan Town" revealed by the skinny man.

"What about the Xiji puppet army's channels for selling stolen goods?"

"They, they don't look for us to sell goods." Fu Lin'an said in a low voice, "I heard they sell goods directly to Jin Tao, someone is collecting them."

"Qianjin Stronghold and Qiuhua Gang, don't they sell to Jin Tao?"

"Rarely. Their relationship with the Jin Tao people is also not very good."

Fu Lin'an dropped the paper and pen and kept bowing to him: "Commander He, spare my life! I will move my family away from Yuheng City immediately and will never sell my life for them again!"

He Lingchuan looked at him: "How can this be?"

"Ah?"

"When is the next time you contact the water bandits?"

"Tomorrow, at the time of the Unripe."

"Help me bring a word to Gang Leader Xu of the Qiuhua Gang and Gang Leader Tao of the Qianjin Stronghold." He Lingchuan smiled, "Five days later, I will treat them to tea at the Baicheng Post Station, don't see or leave."

The next afternoon, He Lingchuan stepped into the Yuheng Academy.

The willows by the water bank were swaying, and two big white geese were followed by a group of little yellow fluffies.

The big short legs followed the little short legs, jumping into the water with three swings in one step, and immediately became elegant.

Class was over, and the children in the academy were chirping, even noisier than little geese and little ducks.

Adults only come to class at night; here, the daytime belongs to the children.

A few little ghosts recognized He Lingchuan and ran over with a grin: "The Commander is here, the Commander is looking for Master Sun again!"

Children are born to admire strength. When they heard it was the "Commander," they all came to watch. He Lingchuan threw a candy to each person, bribing them to their faces: "Here, new candy from Bai Sha Bay. Who can tell me where Master Sun is?"

The children pointed it out to him: "In the back row classroom!"

"Little Fatty was kept in class by Master Sun again, again, again!"

"So pitiful."

"Who let him be fat? No, who let him be stupid!"

Little Fatty? He Lingchuan walked along their pointing, and sure enough, the children in the back row classroom were basically gone, and only one classroom still had voices coming out.

Without getting close, he could distinguish Master Sun's voice.

"How can you get eight out of ten questions wrong? Even if you close your eyes and choose randomly, you should be able to guess 30% right, right?"

"..."

"Look at this, the big rat and the small rat are walking toward each other..."

And then He Lingchuan heard a child's voice weakly ask: "Master, why must these two rats walk toward each other, can't they walk together?"

The voice full of pain was extremely familiar, hmm, isn't this the neighbor's child from Panlongcheng? He Lingchuan poked his head to look, and sure enough, it was Little Fatty.

He and Master Sun were both sideways to He Lingchuan. Little Fatty looked up at the master with an innocent face, while Sun Fuling continued to smile, but her left hand was clenched into a fist behind her back, and her knuckles were white.

He Lingchuan coughed lightly.

Little Fatty turned his head and saw him, overjoyed: "Brother He... no, Commander He!"

He wanted to climb up, but subconsciously looked at Master Sun.

Sun Fuling sighed: "Go, let's stop here for today."

Little Fatty was like being granted amnesty and cheered as he ran toward He Lingchuan.

He Lingchuan held him up with one hand: "Why did you come to Yuheng City too?"

"Father said he still has to work here for another year, so he moved us over."

"Where is more fun, Panlongcheng or Yuheng City?"

"Of course it's Yuheng City!" Little Fatty smiled, "There is more delicious food here!"

He Lingchuan gave him a handful of candy, and Little Fatty took it with a grin.

Taking advantage of Master Sun not walking over yet, he leaned toward He Lingchuan and whispered: "Commander, I sympathize with you so much."

"Hmm?"

"I think Master Sun is the most terrifying, but others don't think so."

He Lingchuan scratched his head: "Is that so?"

Damn it, finally someone feels the same way!

Sun Fuling walked closer and said faintly: "What are you talking about?"

"I'm going home, Mother is waiting for me to eat." Little Fatty smiled brightly, "Goodbye Commander, goodbye Master Sun!"

He winked at He Lingchuan and slipped away quickly with his two short legs.

"Master, how have you been!" He Lingchuan straightened his clothes and bowed solemnly to Sun Fuling.

"Long time no see." Sun Fuling glanced at him, "How come a busy person like you has time to come to Yuheng Academy today?"

The two people's residences were only separated by a wall, but it had been quite a few days since they last met.

"I heard that Master has been very busy recently and hasn't returned home, so I came here specifically to express my condolences." He wasn't the only one who didn't return home; he had been wanting to invite Master Sun to dinner recently, but he always ended up raising his cup to invite the moon and facing his shadow alone.

Speaking of which, he had been in the Panlong world for more than half a month, but he had never seen Master Sun.

The light next door had been dim for more than half a month, and Master Sun seemed to have been away all along.

Seeing the beauty again, He Lingchuan found that her face was pale, her lips lacked blood, and she looked even more haggard standing by the withered osmanthus tree.

The former Master Sun always had a vigorous spirit, unlike now where she looked pitiful? He Lingchuan felt subtle in his heart and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

"I've had a headache recently, it's nothing major."

The more she understated it, the more He Lingchuan worried: "Why didn't you say so earlier? I'll find A Luo to come over!"

"It's useless even if you find A Luo's master." Sun Fuling smiled, "This is a problem I brought from my mother's womb. I've seen many famous doctors, and they all say it can't be cured, but it won't kill anyone."

"How can there be a disease that can't be cured!" He Lingchuan frowned, "It's probably missing some medicinal materials, I'll find them for you!"

"You have a heart." Sun Fuling's beautiful eyes turned slightly, "Since it's a condolence, where are the things?"

Just as she reached out to He Lingchuan, the latter took advantage of the situation and grabbed her soft hand.

Her hand was very cold.

He Lingchuan took advantage of the situation and pressed her pulse. Sure enough, the pulse was deep and weak, as if the qi and blood were deficient and the yang energy was declining.

Apart from that, he didn't find any major illness.

Sun Fuling scolded: "I told you to bring condolence gifts!" He wasn't letting him take advantage! "Yes, yes." He Lingchuan looked left and right, "Which table is yours?"

Sun Fuling raised her eyebrows and took him back to the Zaoxue Building, which was where the masters worked.

The two walked side by side, and she coughed several times, her face turning red from coughing.

He Lingchuan took off the gray cloak behind him and wrapped it around her.

"I'm not cold."

But he wouldn't take no for an answer: "Wrap it up, you're not allowed to take it off!"

Sun Fuling pouted slightly, but wrapped the gray cloak tightly around herself.

He Lingchuan wouldn't let her off so easily: "What exactly is this chronic illness of yours?"

"I was sick every three days when I was a child, and the doctor said it was congenital deficiency." Sun Fuling held his arm, "Later I met Mr. Wen, and he said that smart children are prone to early death, and I am an example. But since I survived, this disease can't trap me. Sure enough, it happened less and less later, and the symptoms became lighter and lighter."

She said again: "You don't have to worry, it will be fine in a few days."

He Lingchuan patted her hand gently to show comfort, but there was a faint light in his eyes: "Don't work too hard, and don't work too hard."

Sun Fuling smiled: "I know. I'm just a big idler, how can I be as important as you, Commander He?"

"Are you idle? I think you are busier than me." He Lingchuan glanced at her, "Otherwise, why would your chronic illness suddenly flare up? It must be overwork!"

The last four words were pronounced heavily.

Sun Fuling lowered her eyes: "There's no way, there are some things that no one will do if I don't."

He Lingchuan's eyes didn't leave her face: "Is there anything in the world that must be you, and no one else can do it?"

Sun Fuling burst into laughter: "I know, I will follow your teachings, I will change next time."

He said word by word: "Respect other people's destiny, don't always think about going against the sky to change your destiny."

Sun Fuling blinked: "What are you talking about?"

"Of course it's teaching, what else can I say?" He Lingchuan said calmly, "Look at these children running around in the garden, it's impossible for everyone to succeed. They will have their own destinations when they grow up, not something you can control. This is the power of destiny."

"Very true." Sun Fuling tilted her head, "Commander is very deep today." It seemed like their roles were reversed today.

He Lingchuan sighed: "Whenever you get sick, I feel that the world is impermanent."

His hand was warm, and Sun Fuling passed all her coldness to him: "Getting sick is certainly uncomfortable, but someone is sending me condolence gifts."

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