After the fairy disappeared

Although there is still yellow sand everywhere, He Lingchuan can indeed feel that this place is very different from before.

Pedestrians come and go, not sticking to Hongya Road.

A few children squatted on the side of the road and played with sand. In the past, adults would strictly stop this situation and drag them over to give them another meal of fried pork skin on bamboo boards; but now, they piled up several huts with sand and no one cared.

The desert is quiet and quiet, and a little grass grows in the leeward shade.

He Lingchuan clearly saw something moving in the sand dunes not far away, but he didn't come over to attack the child.

Qiu Hu and the others also looked left and right, feeling fresh: "Is this the famous Panlong Desert?"

They are all veterans who have been on the battlefield, but most of them have never walked through the desert, and they are all amazed to see that the soft sand dunes can be higher than the mountains.

The desert scenery is unique.

"Is it famous?" He Lingchuan said with a smile, "Panlong Desert is also famous in Mount Rong?"

He told everyone earlier that he wanted to take a trip to Panlong City, but the people in Rongshan only said yes, but he followed suit and didn't say anything else.

"Panlong City has stood here for more than 30 years. It has resisted foreign aggression and resisted gods. There are countless tragic stories. We have heard many in the sect." Another Rongshan magician answered, "I admire it very much. "

This person is in his thirties, named Xiang Lian, and is good at logistics.

He Lingchuan wondered: "In the Rongshan sect, do you also talk about these past events?"

"Never forget the past, the teacher of the future." Qiu Hu nodded, "Yes."

He Lingchuan understood.The Rongshan sect also belongs to the power of the immortal family, and has a natural affection for the Panlong city that resists the gods.

They casually chatted about the past of Panlong City, and He Lingchuan discovered that the people of Rongshan had more historical facts than the commoners of Heishui City who were close at hand.

The weather was fine and clear, with no wind and no sandstorms along the way.

The next day, they checked into Weicheng Station.

The ancient cities that Hongya Road passes through are all developed as relay stations for business travelers to rest.This "Western City" had already been destroyed by the Baling Kingdom when He Lingchuan entered the Panlong World for the first time.Before He Lingchuan joined the Panlong City patrol, he claimed to be from Weicheng.

The ancient city has long been eroded by yellow sand, and there were only a dozen dilapidated low walls left. Based on this, Heishui City rebuilt some houses.

At the end of May, the Red Cliff trade road was gradually busy. Living in the low house of the post station, I could often hear camel bells and horses neighing outside, and people knocking on clappers.

The things in the ancient post station are as expensive as ever.

He Lingchuan would not save this kind of money, so with a wave of his hand, he gave the team members an expensive set meal with meat, vegetables and tea.

The meat was real camel meat, not some weird desert bug pretending to be it.

He Lingchuan and others were eating in the living room, and about twenty strong men walked in outside.

He Lingchuan took a look outside and saw the postmen pulling their carriages, with caravan flags on the horses' heads and boxes tied to the carriages.

No one who comes here is not a traveler.They looked around at the people in the hall for a few moments before they began to take food and water.

While they were leaving their seats to get food, Qiu Hu leaned over to He Lingchuan and said, "This group of people has a tough temperament, whether they are robbers or officers and soldiers, they are not fun."

"One of the boxes on their cart fell to the ground just now, and the sound was empty." He Lingchuan held up a bowl to drink soup: "They come from the north. This season is usually when the goods are transported south. The carriage should be fully loaded to make money."

So it's a fake caravan.

What are you going to do, robbery?
Qiu Hu then privately reminded all his colleagues to be more careful at night.

At this time, there was a dispute in the front. It turned out that some men in the team had quarreled with the cook.

"A steamed bun with rough noodles and two mouthfuls of water, how dare you sell me thirty cents!" The man slapped the table, "Your steamed bun is inlaid with gold?"

The cook who just cooks has no expression on his face: "This is the price here, if you want to get cheap, you can go home."

The man made a fuss and took a step forward.

The postman on the side rushed over immediately: "What are you doing!"

The man's companion grabbed him and smiled to everyone: "He's dizzy from the heat, don't blame the big guy, don't blame it!"

As soon as he turned his head, his smiling face disappeared, and he said angrily to the man, "Why are you so crazy, are you just not paying attention to business?"

The man sat back resentfully, and had no choice but to eat steamed buns worth thirty Wen.

He Lingchuan exchanged glances with his team members, and left after eating, leaving only two of them watching in the hall.

This night, be quiet.

There were a lot of guests staying overnight at the inn, and when everyone got up the next morning, nothing happened, not even a penny was missing.

It seems that yesterday's episode was nothing, He Lingchuan and the others were relieved and continued on their way.

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After walking on Hongya Road for two days, He Lingchuan returned to Heishui City.

With the cooperation of the government office, Hu Qin checked the real account books of Hongya Road over the years, and expressed his satisfaction rarely.

They were not used to the desert climate in Yuanxi, and their noses were bleeding and their skin was exposed within a few days, so after obtaining He Lingchuan's consent, Hu Qin and the three commissioners took the first step and set off to return to Mount Rong.

Their mission is done, it's time to go back.Those who continued to stay by He Lingchuan's side were the fifteen Rongshan disciples that Elder Dao ordered for him.

He Lingchuan held a farewell banquet for them, and personally delivered them to the east gate the next day. He did all the courtesy and wrapped up enough red envelopes.

Hu Qin is not a talkative person, but he and He Lingchuan hit it off on this long trip.Before he left, he gave a guarantee that in the future, whenever He Lingchuan needs help, just write to him.

"With Mr. Hu's words, I feel at ease!" He Lingchuan wanted to form a good relationship with such a character.

After sending Hu Qin and the others away, he hesitated for a long time before leaving Qiu Hu and the others in the city and heading west by himself.

The destination is the Baita Temple.

This temple is not big, and only four or five temples are resident there, but the incense is very lively, and people always come in and out every few quarters of an hour.

He Lingchuan remembered that the original body came here two or three times in total, and once hunted a hare in the back mountain.

Unexpectedly, Yuanzheng's biological mother was buried here.

He Lingchuan originally didn't want to come, because Yuanshen's biological mother had nothing to do with him as a traveler.Let the past be the past.

But there was another voice in his heart urging him to go.

He knew that this was the original body's longing.

Anyway, his affairs in Heishui City were almost done, so he walked over.

There are many tombs in the back mountain.

According to the great shaman in Mandu, the feng shui of Baita Mountain is good.With the certification of his old man, the wealthy local households are willing to bury the deceased here, hoping to benefit their descendants.

The cemetery is very clean, there are no weeds, obviously someone takes care of it.There are flowers and fruits in front of some monuments.

He Lingchuan searched one by one, and soon found the white stone tablet engraved with "Lu Xiaoyun".

The location of this cemetery is very good, the stele is also erected squarely, and the lacquer characters are very new, it seems that someone has only painted it not long ago.

Thank you for the enthusiastic appreciation of the children's shoes of Mitsuki Nosaki Temple~ We have another master.