After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 37 Disagreement
Except for him and Situ Han, the others prepared a lot of food for themselves.The dried bacon from Nian Song Yudai looks ordinary, black and red, but when it is baked on the fire, it smells delicious, obviously adding a lot of flavors.Cut into two pieces and serve with thin white flour buns, the adventure will have the taste of an outing.

He Chunhua made a bowl of oil noodle tea.Pressed by the boiling water, the aroma of sesame and peanut floated farther than the aroma of meat.He also added some cashew nuts and walnuts, which immediately raised the class.

He Lingchuan has always felt that drinking this kind of thing requires snorting and inhaling the wind to be enjoyable, but the old man eats elegantly and quietly.

He Chunhua heard the words of the national teacher, and after thinking for a while, his face changed: "Was it the wrong time? Wait a minute, could he be talking about the Kuangsha season?"

"All the treasure-hunting teams avoided the Kuangsha season, and found nothing. Zhu Gen tried all the known methods and magical powers, but he couldn't detect the existence of the Dafang Pot. Therefore, he concluded that this treasure was probably enshrined by Zhong Shengguang, or even by him. If you want to find it, you must meet the prerequisites." Sun Fu said calmly, "Otherwise, the latecomers will not be able to find it even if they search every inch of the Panlong ruins."

He Lingchuan's mouth was full of greasy food, and he ate deliciously, but he didn't delay in talking: "Zhong Shengguang resented the coalition forces, and of course he didn't want them to get the Dafang pot. Is there a possibility that the Dafang pot was taken back by the gods and is no longer in the world. And the Panlong Desert is now All kinds of abnormalities are resentful souls, er, no, they are caused by heroic spirits. After all, the three corpses were born in human bodies, so they are not a special product of Dafanghu."

He himself pursued the principle that no matter how bitter it is, the mouth should not be bitter. First, he ate a goose leg with sauce, and then crunched two slices of delicious noodle pancakes.

The local noodles in Heishui City are springy after being boiled, and then dried with hot air, which is actually a bit similar to his good friend instant noodles in another world.The locals boil the noodles and dust them with flour, pan-fry them into pancakes, and sprinkle some chili spices. It is a high-quality dry food, which is suitable for both home and out.

He Lingchuan asked for a lot of meat and eggs.

He is a martial arts practitioner, and his appetite is much larger than others, and staple food and meat are indispensable for every meal.

He's just an idiot, with a vulgar appearance.Nian Songyu glanced at him disdainfully: "The three corpse insects that can invade even magicians must be a special product of Dafanghu."

From the moment a person is born, the three corpses are accompanied by the human body, and the older they grow, the more they become monsters, chaotic thoughts, greedy desires, and evil thoughts.So it is actually also known as the "Three Corpse Gods", and it is definitely not as low-level as insects.If one wants to practice and prove the Tao, he must pass the test of wielding the wisdom sword and beheading three corpses in exchange for a pure mind.

Of course, what he chopped off was the three corpses in his body.

The three corpses lurking in the Panlong Desert can even be tricked by sorcerers with a pure heart, and they can spend a long time outdoors without being afraid of anything except the sun.

This enhanced version of the three corpses must have come out of the Dafang pot.

He Lingchuan chuckled: "According to the national teacher's idea, the Dafang Pot will only appear during the Kuangsha season?"

"Most likely."

"Then we won't accompany you anymore, you stay and play slowly." He Lingchuan got up and walked out without looking back, "Father, go home!"

Mad sand season?What a joke.There are thousands of ways to commit suicide, he can't afford to come here specially!

A figure flashed in front of him, and Nian Songyu stood with his sword, blocking the stairs: "Go back and sit down, otherwise I will send you on the road now, without waiting for the mad sand season!"

"Huh?" He Lingchuan smiled instead of anger, "The underpants are exposed so soon?" He turned to his father and said, "Father, these two guys just want to use us as cannon fodder, do you want to go or not?"

He Chunhua put down the half-drinked noodle tea, and stood up: "The national teacher has completed his strategy and is sure to win. Even without the help of Heishui City, it seems that he can win the treasure."

Nian Songyu smiled ferociously: "Do you think this is still Heishui City? Killing you is as easy as killing chicken ears! Without your father and son, I will lead this team of more than 200 people. Who dares to object!"

If the He family father and son were to die, of course the person with the highest position would be in power.The team is still in their hands.

Zeng Feixiong had stood up earlier, and at this moment, the saber came out of its sheath with a "clang" sound: "Nian Duwei is careful! I will only hug the Sheriff He!"

The guards guarding outside the building rushed over upon hearing the sound and surrounded everyone.

In a few words, the sword is on the verge of breaking out.

He Lingchuan rolled his eyes.What would happen if they took the opportunity to tear their faces apart? Would the other two dare to kill their father and son?
Not to mention that Nian Songyu is a fierce man, can his more than 200 men deal with Sun Guoshi?

Is this a good chance to kill them both?
These thoughts flashed through his mind, and the answer was ready to emerge:
Dare, can't, no.

It seems that the father and son can't escape unscathed, so they have to find another way.

"Young man, you are so angry." Sun Fuping threw down the pancake, gulped down a few sips of water, "Mr. He, you have always been a prudent judge, why do you follow the kid? If it is a death situation, will I send you to death?"

Before Governor He could speak, He Lingchuan had already answered: "You won't, you'll just let us die."

The old and the young and the two things have bad intentions from beginning to end.

Nian Songyu squinted at him: "Do you still want to sit on the ground and raise the price? Isn't one time enough?"

He looked at He Lingchuan, and the more he looked at him, the more disgusted he became; He Lingchuan looked at him, the same way.

Neither of them tried to hide it anymore.

"It's easy to say anything else, Mr. Guoshi, the life of Kuangsha's place is extinct, let alone joking, and you shouldn't even have the idea of ​​giving it a try!" He Chunhua coughed, "Besides, the things we brought Fresh water can only last for another three to five days, not enough to drag on until the mad sand season comes."

He is trying to ease the atmosphere, and Sun Fuping is also very cooperative: "If we can start the wild sand season, I am sure to lead everyone to retreat; if not, we will return to Blackwater City before the real wild sand season arrives, how about it?"

"Start the crazy sand season?" Situ Han, the leader of the sand bandits, couldn't help interjecting, "Can this be opened earlier?"

Then die early?
He stayed in the corner all the time, quietly ate a naan, and took out a few black scorpions to bake.He knew that he was not qualified to speak, and everyone here was his boss.

But listen, listen, why does it seem like I'm at a dead end?
"Wait, please wait a moment!" He changed his mind, and his face changed, "There are still people on Hongya Road, if the Kuangsha season comes earlier, they must die!"

"There are only a few days left before the crazy sand season, and everyone knows that we shouldn't grab the last copper." Nian Songyu didn't take it seriously, "Besides, the crazy sand season in previous years was not specific to a certain moment of a certain month, a certain day. Governor He, no matter what In what year will there be casualties on this road?"

(End of this chapter)