After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 158
As long as the war is over, the grass and trees will re-occupy this place, and after a while, it will be as if nothing happened.

There had been street fighting in the auxiliary city, so the houses here were riddled with holes, and entire blocks were burned to the ground.

Walking through here, the supporting army was silent, and He Yue felt heavy in his heart.He has never been to the ancient city of Panlong, this is the first time he has truly seen the cruelty of war and the insignificance of human life.

Once out of the auxiliary city, a newly engraved stone tablet stood in the valley behind.

The soldiers who died in the battle of Woling Pass are buried here.He Chunhua ordered people to offer sacrifices and burned a stick of incense himself.

The scene is solemn.

He Lingchuan looked around and saw that everyone was there, but there was only one person missing, and his heart skipped a beat.

He walked out quietly and walked more than 200 feet. After being guided by many people, he found Wu Shaoyi under another big tree.

He crossed his knees on the ground, made a tactic with both hands, and closed his eyes without moving.

On the contrary, the crown of the sycamore tree directly above is fluttering, and every time the wind blows, it will be golden and yellow, and it will be rustling.

He Lingchuan looked carefully at the ground in front of him. There was new soil in a large area, and the color was different from the surrounding area. It was obvious that it had been turned not long ago, but grass had already grown.

Even the grass seedlings here grow more vigorously than other places, and they seldom turn yellow in late autumn.

Why did Wu Shaoyi sneak here, could it be?
He Lingchuan sat down beside him, looked at an impatiens that was so gorgeous to the bone in front of him, and sighed softly: "How many people were buried here?"

"At least, more than 2." Wu Shaoyi slowly opened his eyes, "After their death, there is not even a tombstone."

The officers and soldiers who died at Woling Pass still have a monument; but the people buried here have nothing.

Yes, all the rebels are buried here, and it is also Wu Shaoyi's former robes.

He Lingchuan took out a wine bag from his arms and handed it to him, and took out two wine glasses.

Wu Shaoyi did not refuse, she filled a cup, poured it slowly on the ground, and offered wine instead.

At this moment, He Lingchuan saw a touch of loneliness and depression in his eyes.

People who had been like-minded with him either fled in all directions or were buried here; he himself was wounded by the secret method. Although he could live for a few more years, he bid farewell to the glorious years of immediately swinging a knife.

Even Wu Shaoyi, sitting in this once sad place, raised her head and looked around in a daze, not knowing what to do next.

He Lingchuan filled both wine glasses: "Come on, let me have a drink with you."

they?Wu Shaoyi was silent for a while, then raised her glass to him, raised her head, and was full of boredom.

After drinking three cups in a row, he breathed out a hot breath.

It was the first time he drank alcohol since the injury.

"Aren't you afraid that Mr. He will scold you when you come here?" To accompany him, the former "rebel", to pay homage to the "rebel army", thanks to this young master He can do it.

"Dad scolds me, isn't that commonplace?" He Lingchuan said with a smile, "It's because the air here is too dark, you shouldn't sit for a long time."

The aftermath of the Woling Pass battlefield was done by the officers and soldiers. Of course, they buried their companions in Shanyang and their opponents in Shanyin.

"I'll come and see them. If we leave today, we will see each other forever." Wu Shaoyi nodded, "Human life is as cheap as weeds. After a few months or a few years, who will remember them?"

He Lingchuan chuckled: "What you said, no one will remember us after a hundred years."

Wu Shaoyi stood up, her face flushed and her feet fluttering. He Lingchuan even reached out to support him.

Because of the secret technique, this person's cultivation base has been completely crippled.

He Lingchuan also understood that this might be the key reason why Wu Shaoyi surrendered.Otherwise, he will no longer be fierce, and it will be difficult to convince the bandits with the prestige accumulated in the past.Besides, his health is not as good as before, if he continues to hide from XZ, he may collapse within two years.

Although it is helpless to submit to He Chunhua, it is the best choice.

The two walked back and caught up with the large army by the river.

The river was clear, and there was a small wooden house on the bank, with broken nets hanging from the front and back, and the wooden door was closed.

He Yueqing snorted: "The flat ground in front of the door is very clean, and people often come here." Otherwise, fallen leaves and weeds are the main tone here.

Everyone walked for a while, and a guard hurriedly came from behind and reported to He Chunhua: "In the hut by the river just now, there is a memorial tablet for Master Jiayuan, and there are offerings on the table!"

The He Lingchuan brothers looked at each other.Hong Xiangqian's full name is "Jiayuan Shengshi"!
There are still people worshiping him in such a barren mountain.

He Chunhua paused slightly: "Blood food, cooked food?"

"One steamed bun, three sour fruits. There are several bunches of incense burnt to the end in the furnace."

He Chunhua waved his hand: "Don't worry about it."

If he ignored it, the supporting army would naturally stop taking care of it.

Zeng Feixiong whispered: "My lord, don't you need to remove that tablet?"

"Look at the environment here, who will come here to sacrifice him?"

Zeng Feixiong looked around subconsciously: "Country man?"

"It's just a villager and a slut looking for some sustenance. It's not a good thing, so don't worry about it."

Wu Shaoyi, who had been bowing her head all the time, raised her head when she heard the words, but seeing He Chunhua looking at her, she couldn't help being startled, and then lowered her head again.

Mr. He is thinking of him.

Although he had already turned to He Chunhua, the latter didn't want to embarrass his old master in front of him.

It wasn't until Woling Pass disappeared from sight that Mrs. Ying let out a long breath: "The fighting here was too miserable. When the master took back Heishui City, it was far less tragic. By the way, where are we going to spend the night tonight?" ?”

"Woling Pass has been abandoned, and vehicles and horses coming and going will settle in Shuanghe Town. The civilians have already moved there, and I heard that a new city will be built there."

Shuanghe Town is less than fifteen miles east of Woling Pass.Fengling Ferry happened to be in the middle of these two places, but unfortunately it was getting late, and the supporting army planned to rest in Shuanghe Town for one night, and board the ship tomorrow morning.

Shuanghe Town was originally a small town with more than 400 people, but now it has to take over the population and functions of Woling Pass.When the supporting army came in, they found that construction was going on everywhere, and there was a lot of people everywhere.

Woling Pass was originally an important trade route, and caravans from the south had to go to Fengling Ferry to change ships when they came here.Now that Woling Pass has been abandoned, everyone has to come to Shuanghe Town to settle down.

The supporting army has expanded to 700 people, and there is no room for them in the town anyway, so they can only go to the valley farm and Zhuangzi in the east of the town to make do.The conditions in the town were not good, so the He family decided to spend the night in the Zhuangzi. The owner here took two liang of silver from them and moved out temporarily, leaving behind a row of four houses and a playground.At this time, all the rice has been put into storage, and the empty field is the compound.

There was a shortage of supplies in the town, and it was inconvenient to buy around, so the supporting army still took out their own dry food for dinner.But Zeng Feixiong was so hungry that he called He Lingchuan to go hunting in the mountains.

They also encouraged He Yue to go together, but his wife refused, so He Yue could only watch the two 30-member team disappear into the dense forest.

He Lingchuan was lucky. About an hour later, he hunted two roe deer and four hares. On the way back, he encountered a big black wild boar weighing nearly four hundred catties.

Everyone made a trap, and the wild boar was so maddened by Mao Tao that he chased after him, fell into the trap and broke his leg.

The rest is easy:

The supporting army had meat to eat, and this was a night when only the cook was busy.

Alcohol was prohibited during the march, and everyone ate meat and soup and punched until the middle of the month.

He Lingchuan went back to the house, took off his coat, and fell asleep.

Because of the sneaky drink, he slept more deeply than others.

In the dark, it seems that someone is whispering something in the ear.

He Lingchuan didn't care, he wanted to sleep for a while.

Then--

He was shaken awake violently.

With so much strength, it seemed like he wanted to shake his head off.

"Wake up!" Someone yelled in his ear, like He Yue's voice, "...Get up, hurry up!"

I couldn't hear a few words clearly, but He Lingchuan could hear his anxiety, so he woke up immediately, and stretched out his hand to grab the knife: "Another bandit?"

He Yue seldom loses his composure like this, he subconsciously thinks that something big is not good.

"No!" He Yue kept dragging him out, his voice changed with excitement, "Emperor Ooze, Heaven's Emperor Ooze!"

Emperor Ooze!
He Lingchuan was stunned when he heard these three words, and couldn't believe his ears, but his body's reaction was faster than his mind, and he went out in two big jumps, leaving He Yue behind.

The original body was ignorant, but he remembered the knowledge points about "Di Liuzhi" so firmly that He Lingchuan knew what it was when he heard it:
The aura of heaven and earth exploded, so strong that it came to the world in liquid form!
For all living beings, that is a priceless treasure.

To cope with the restlessness of the soldiers, take all the bottles and cans you can find-of course, basins and tanks are the best-stand in the open air, and don't forget to open your mouth and take off your shirt while catching the rainwater. One o'clock!

He Lingchuan stood outside the house and looked up to the sky, only to see a full moon, silvery like water, at the same time feel his face moist, drizzle like silk, but he smelled a fresh and peaceful fragrance at the end of his nose.

The aroma is indescribable, like sweet and ripe melons and fruits, like sweet-scented osmanthus in August, like a smile under the sunshine, and like a mountain forest after rain and fog.

In short, it is refreshing, smelling and forgetting worries.

But there was a strong longing in his heart.

This kind of desire is like starving for seven days and suddenly seeing delicacies from mountains and seas, or a desert traveler finally climbed to an oasis on the verge of dying...

It was a sincere cry from my heart:
"I want!"

He Lingchuan didn't dare to delay, the scholar snatched two broad leaves from the plantain forest, spread them out neatly on the roof, took out the wine jar from the storage ring, poured out the wine, leaving only the jar to receive the spirit dew.

He clearly remembered that Emperor Flow Ore was also like rootless water, it entered the soil immediately, and would settle down to the depths of the ground, where it would form veins of black crystals through the movement of the earth's veins.But that can never be met, and no one can figure out its trajectory. All living things can only grasp the present moment.

The last time Emperor Ooze appeared was decades ago.

Fresh serum is so precious, there is a saying in ancient books, one drop can be worth ten days of cultivation.

In addition to cultivation, it can also benefit the origin and make the living being reborn.

Of course, talking about curative effect regardless of dosage is all hooliganism.He Lingchuan also couldn't verify how many milliliters a drop is equal to, and the quality of Diliuzhi should be high or low?

(End of this chapter)