After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 1276 One Day

The Situ father and son on the Shining Gold Plain have a plan. They want to defeat Bisha and then strengthen themselves, and then show goodwill to Beijia, hoping to gain Beijia's support and thus gain the power to fight against the Yao Kingdom.

Although Situ and his son didn't say it, He Lingchuan understood: they hoped to become the second Yao Kingdom.

Which power in the Golden Plains doesn't want to become like the Yao Kingdom? Powerful, wealthy, long-lived, and powerful in the Golden Plains?

But after seeing what Beijia did to Xiluo, He Lingchuan knew how naive the ideas of Situ and his son were.

The Situ family cannot become the Yao Kingdom, just like the Xiluo Kingdom cannot become the Baling.

After returning to reality, he had to think about it carefully.

Apparently Sun Fuling didn't have a good impression of Xiluo Country, and a look of disdain flashed across her face: "If there was no Panlong City, Beijia would not bother to care about Xiluo Country. Just for this reason, Xiluo will not have a good ending."

Yes, even if the Xiluo Kingdom attacks the Maohe Plain, it will not get away with it at the hands of He Lingchuan. He is very sure of this.

"But the battles in Panlong City will become more and more difficult, much more difficult than before." He Lingchuan turned his head to look at her, "If Beijia also goes to the battlefield, the outcome..."

Sun Fuling suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed it against his lips: "Now that the war has begun, don't think about what will happen if we lose!"

She said word by word: "We only think about how to win!"

"Yes, yes." He Lingchuan grabbed her hand, "Master taught me well."

"The war is coming, but I feel at ease." Sun Fuling pointed her chin towards the light below, "They feel at ease too. Because everyone believes in you."

"Believe in Commander Zhong, believe in General Hong, believe in you, and believe in the soldiers of Panlong City. We will always be victorious!"

Panlong City grew up in blood and fire, and neither the military nor the civilians were afraid of war.

He Lingchuan held the beautiful woman's hand tightly and murmured, "Yes, An Ding."

Even though a storm is about to come, even though the war environment here is more dangerous than the real world, even though he no longer has the golden medal of immunity from death in the Panlong world... but when he is in Panlong City, he always feels at peace and tranquility, without any worries or fears.

why?
He thought about it over and over again, and the reason was definitely not just Master Sun.

In Panlong City, he has shrewd and decisive superiors like Zhong Shengguang and General Hong, brave and fearless comrades who are willing to trust their lives, and the people who selflessly support them.

He is not fighting alone.

But in reality, he has to stand at the highest point among the wind and frost to protect the people below from wind and rain, just like Zhong Shengguang.

Can he do as well as Zhong Shengguang?
One day, will the soldiers and civilians under He Lingchuan's rule be as stable, tenacious and fearless as the people of Panlong City?
What should he do to win the hearts of the people?
"Dazing off again!" Sun Fuling slapped him on the head. It is not a good habit to be distracted during a date.

He Lingchuan hugged her and quickly apologized.

After saying a few nice words, Sun Fuling's expression turned from gloomy to bright, and she looked at him and smiled:
"You and Commander Zhong are both great heroes, but in my eyes, you are even more extraordinary."

"Oh? I love to hear that!" He Lingchuan grabbed her hand, "Tell me quickly."

"Commander Zhong always has a frown on his face and a serious expression. Every time I see him, I always feel that..." Sun Fuling also frowned and looked serious.

He Lingchuan continued for her: "A heavy sense of mission?"

She burst out laughing: "Yes, that's how it feels!"

"And me?"

"You obviously have a lot of worries and burdens, but you smile all day long, as if no difficulties are a big deal." Sun Fuling twisted the back of his hand, but her tone was very gentle, "I feel relaxed and happy around you, and I feel that every day is hopeful."

What a rare trait this is.

She and He Lingchuan looked at each other: "It's not just me, everyone feels this way."

He Lingchuan summed it up in one sentence: "Am I more likable than Commander Zhong?"

"At least I like you more." Sun Fuling smiled with dimples again, "If I were a soldier in the army, I would be more willing to follow you."

"Follow me?" He Lingchuan was moved and held her hand in his. "Master! Join the army!"

Sun Fuling rolled her eyes at him.

——The third story of the Golden Plains, "The Crossroads of Faith", ends here.

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The Golden Plains, Ju City.

Spring is a damp season. It has rained for several days in a row, and the streets are wet and slippery. Dou Wenguan walked to the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce, and the soles of his shoes made a creaking sound as he stepped on the muddy mud.

Several sections of the road were flooded, so he had to take a long detour.

At times like this, he particularly missed the cleanliness of Sodin Island. The main roads on the island were paved with bluestone bricks, and the drainage was well done, so no matter how heavy the rain was, there would be no waterlogging.

The advantages of one's own property are revealed through comparison.

In the yard, even the petals were dripping water.

Dou Wenguan went up to the second floor to meet the leader. He Lingchuan had already moved a chair and sat under the long corridor, admiring the water dripping from the eaves like a pearl curtain, which was quite interesting.

"Island Master, are you looking for me?"

Now he, like everyone else, calls He Lingchuan the island master.

"Yes." He Lingchuan handed him a plate with a few candied fruits on it, "One for me."

Dou Wenguan picked one up and ate it, nodding: "Thank you."

“How does it compare to the taste in your hometown?”

Dou Wenguan chewed it for a few times and spat out the kernel: "To be honest, the dates from our Shahe River Basin are sweeter. Where did you get this plate of dates?"

"Golden Plains, produced in the Situ family's territory." He Lingchuan asked him, "Have you grown up eating dates in the Sand River Basin?"

"Yes." Dou Wenguan thought he wanted to introduce new varieties. "My brother said that the soil in the Yangshan Islands is not suitable for growing dates. I'm afraid the yield and quality will be limited."

Dou Wuxing actually considered this feasibility, and then rejected it.

He Lingchuan hummed.

Xin Yi, the contact person sent by Lingshan to Panlong City, said that he was born in the Shahe River Basin, but he has never tasted dates?

The Dou brothers came from the Shahe River Basin. When they defected to He Lingchuan more than a year ago, among the gifts they brought to him was a large bag of dates from the Shahe River Basin, which they said was a local specialty.

So Mr. Xin lied?
He and He Lingchuan had never met before, so what was the point of telling such a lie?

Or maybe, Xin Yi left the Shahe River Basin and entered Lingshan when he was young, so he has no impression of the small specialties of his hometown?
This seems to make sense.

Dou Wenguan picked up another date. He had been away from the Shahe River Basin for more than a year, and he hadn't eaten the snacks from his hometown for a long time, so he missed them for a while.

"My brother said that the Shahe River Basin didn't originally produce dates." He chewed something and said vaguely, "They were introduced from outside."

"Introducing new species?" He Lingchuan's eyes narrowed. "How long ago was that?"

"About three hundred years ago."

He Lingchuan immediately asked, "Is there any accurate record?"

(End of this chapter)