After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 879 The Old Ancestor

Leaving the tavern, he took a deep breath of the slightly fishy sea breeze and looked at the sky full of stars.

The soul-absorbing mirror in his arms asked him: "Have you found the shortcoming of the Lu family?"

"Forget it." He Lingchuan sighed, "The Lu family's shortcomings are actually the shortcomings of most people."

"What?"

"Poor." He Lingchuan shook his head, "What his family lacks most is money, and so do I."

The mirror thought for a while, and suddenly laughed.

He Lingchuan ignored it.

It smiled and felt bored, so it had to cough: "Don't you ask me why I'm laughing?"

"why are you laughing?"

"You don't want to stay in the Yuan Country, because the country's affairs there are corrupt and there is no way to raise it; but you have traveled all the way to Bailie, and its situation may not be much better than that of the Yuan Country! Even if you are still a foreigner, the place of life is not cooked." Isn't the disadvantage more obvious?

"Who said that?" He Lingchuan walked on the trestle bridge, "There are He Chunhua and Na Luotian who miss me in Yuan Country. Are there any here? He Chunhua has worked hard for so many years, and his foundation in Yuan Country is much deeper than mine. surpass him?"

Let go of the past and start anew.

"More importantly, although the Yuan Kingdom is complete, it is limited by internal strife; Bailie is worried about foreign aggression." In the four or five countries surrounding Bailie, the Qing Kingdom snatched Daofeng Port, and the Ya Kingdom let it cede land and pay compensation. Bailie seemed to be destined to be beaten and bullied.He Lingchuan has just arrived here, so he doesn't know how this situation came to be, but he believes, "To be honest, external troubles are better resolved than internal troubles."

Externally, there is still room for maneuvering, and there is still room for vertical and horizontal integration; internally, they have to use their own knives, scrape their own bones, heal their own wounds, and sometimes have to choke their own necks.

Which hurts more?Needless to say.

So from He Lingchuan's point of view, Bailie's troubles are actually much smaller than that of Yuan Country.

On the contrary, he felt that he had come to the right place this time.

"Under the gaze of the gods, how can there be true peace in the world?" But if this was a peaceful time and everything was peaceful, how could there be room for him to show off his talents?

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The rising sun was shining brightly over the sea, and He Lingchuan happened to walk to the shore.

The sound of gulls and herons, the fine sand is like snow.

It is very quiet here, and someone's footprints are left on the beach, which are wiped away by the waves at high tide.

There have been so many passers-by in this harbor, coming and going, in a hurry, the traces they left are like footprints on the beach, and they are gone in a blink of an eye.

Only the sun is still rising from here after 200 years.

He Lingchuan sighed in his heart, and someone behind him said: "Commander, we found the people, they are resting in the inn at the port!"

It's Hu Min.

He Lingchuan turned around and said to the guards behind him, "Go, pick someone up."

He is in Baisha Bay, the largest free port in the south of Xilong.

In the real world, he met Aunt Zhu, Dong Rui and others at Baisha Bay, and then took a boat out to sea from here. After two months of rough wind and waves, he finally arrived at the distant Blade's Edge Port.

However, the Baisha Bay in Panlong World is not much different from what it was more than 170 years later. The sand is as fine as it is, and the big ships are docked at the port. Human beings are like worker bees, slowly exhausting the rest of their lives in busy work.

This scene seems familiar.

But the inn where He Lingchuan stayed before boarding the ship is still just a bubble.The port layout of Baisha Bay is also slightly different from that of 170 years later.

Hu Min led him forward, and soon arrived at Yongfang Inn.

He Lingchuan looked at the shape of this inn several times before he was sure that it still exists after 170 years!

It's just that it had been expanded at that time, with two more podium buildings, and it was not named "Yongfang".

This feeling of confusion of time and space at a glance was really subtle, and it often made him feel a little dazed, wondering where he was now.

Before he entered the inn, a few people had already come out. The leader was in his early forties, tall and handsome, with a different bearing from other farmers in Baisha Port.

When he saw He Lingchuan and his party, his eyes lit up, he stepped forward and cupped his fists and said, "Dare to ask, but the Dafeng Army?"

The armor of the Gale Army is distinctive and recognizable.

"Mr. Lu Xun Lu?"

"Exactly!"

He Lingchuan immediately returned the gift: "He Lingchuan, the commander of Yuheng City, has received Master Zhong's instructions to meet Mr. Lu!"

"The leader of Yuheng City is actually so young? Sure enough, a hero is a boy." Lu Xun turned sideways, "Do you want to have tea inside?"

This guy was so enthusiastic, He Lingchuan asked him: "Did Mr. Lu rest well last night?"

"Ah, our ship arrived the day before yesterday, and we walked around the harbor yesterday." Lu Xun sighed, "The sand in this bay is as fine and white as snow, and the scenery is much more beautiful than our Blade Port."

He Lingchuan had also been on this boat, but the direction was just the opposite.At sea for at least two months, what begins as a novelty can quickly turn into boredom and dullness, so much so that passengers scramble to land as soon as the ship docks.

The fatigue of long-distance travel needs a deep sleep to relieve it.

He Lingchuan smiled and said: "If Mr. Lu has rested, let's set off? Commander Zhong is about to arrive at Yuheng City." Lu Xun had no objection, and ordered his men to pack their bags and set off with the Yuheng Army.

The sea breeze blew through the dense woods, and the salty and wet smell was quickly filtered out.

Heading north from the safe Baishawan, you will soon enter the Longchuan Commercial Road.It takes a lot of time to walk from the southernmost seaport to the northernmost Yuheng City.

Lu Xun kept looking left and right, as if he was very curious about this brand new region.

He Lingchuan was completely curious about him.

Earlier, Zhong Shengguang issued an order from Panlong City, asking him to prepare to receive the Bailielu family who came by ferry!
When He Lingchuan saw this instruction, his eyes were rounded with shock.

Seeing his expression, A Luo in the back was also very cautious: "Why, there is new progress in the war on the wasteland?"

What can He Lingchuan say?
Isn't this so-called "Bailielu family" the ancestors of Lu Zhensheng and others?
It turns out that as early as more than 100 years ago, the Bailielu clan and Panlong City had an intersection?
There is no record in the history books——

Of course, it is impossible to record.

Lu Xun was the head of the Lu family at that time, and He Lingchuan was originally the son of Lu Xiaoyun, a direct bloodline.therefore--

Calculated in this way, the person in front of him should be the original ancestor of He Lingchuan!
More than 100 years ago, people and affairs became intertwined.

It is said that he came across the ocean this time for "exchange and friendship".

But Zhong Shengguang set off to Yuheng City to prepare for a personal meeting.

This specification is a bit high, and He Lingchuan always feels that there is some reason for it.

He tentatively asked: "Mr. Lu, is the sea journey going well?"

"Fortunately, the boat almost capsized when it encountered a hurricane passing through Baigu Island." Lu Xun sighed, "It's almost impossible to get through."

Compassion for each other.He Lingchuan took a ship to the Blade Port, but also encountered a hurricane during the voyage.

One drink and one peck, is it pre-determined?

He looked at Lu Xun and had a lot of questions, but he didn't know where to start.

Instead, Lu Xun smiled at him and said, "When I look at Commander He, I always feel familiar. Where are you from?"

The first time he saw He Lingchuan, he felt that this heroic young commander was very kind, and he felt a sense of intimacy spontaneously.

Even he himself didn't know what was going on.

As the lord of Bailie, he has seen so many people, how many people can make him feel like old friends at first sight?
He Lingchuan was also a little emotional.

When he looked at Lu Xun, he also had a good feeling in his heart. Could this be considered as the resonance between the blood?But he could only reply "Weicheng".

Weicheng is in the Panlong Desert, so of course it has nothing to do with the Bailie people.

Lu Xun said oh, not disappointed either.

It was just a casual question. It would be strange if the two sides could get involved.

"Bailie and Baisha Bay have been in contact for a long time, but in previous years, there might not be only two ships arriving at our Blade Port from Baisha Bay; now, there are two fleets in May alone." Lu Xun said with a smile. , "Your Panlongcheng's fluorescent spores and aphids were very popular in Bailie, and they were sold out as soon as they landed. In high-end restaurants, the spores must be lit up at night as long-lasting lights."

The fluorescent spores specially supplied by Zhu Erniang's Lao's Nest are bright and stable light sources. They are much more practical and affordable than night pearls, and they will not be blown out by strong winds.

In the bad streets of Panlong City and Yuheng City, children can hold and play with this thing, but in distant foreign lands, the value has more than skyrocketed tenfold.

Profit is the motivation for traveling merchants to risk their lives and sail across the ocean.

"The business route from Panlong City to Baishawan has been opened up, and specialties from the outside world are constantly coming in. The city residents have never been so happy." He Lingchuan tentatively said, "Mr. Lu, as the patriarch, traveled across the ocean in person, don't you feel adventurous?"

"I've heard about the names of Panlong City and Commander Zhong for a long time, and I've been paying attention to them all the time." Lu Xun stroked his beard and said, "Seeing is believing, I think it's necessary to come and see for myself."

look?What does he want to see?

"You've been away like this for several months, Bailie affairs?"

"Leave it to my two younger brothers to take care of it." Lu Xun said, "We Bailie people are very united, and we are not like other countries where there is a hierarchy of superiority and inferiority."

He Lingchuan was thoughtful. The eight words "superior and inferior, and clear hierarchy" also apply to Panlong City.

Panlong City is too strict, while Bailie is too loose, the contrast is sharp.

"The ancient Immortal Sect was also such a loose organization until the emergence of the Human Kingdom." Lu Xun looked at the distant scene, "The Human Kingdom was originally established to resist the demon clan, but after the demon clan declined, the human kingdom still used strict laws and harsh punishments Controlling the people is deplorable."

He Lingchuan smiled.

Bailie is surrounded by human kingdoms, which threaten its survival to some extent. Although there has been no war in the past few hundred years, they have taken away a lot of Bailie's territory. It is strange that Lu Xun has a good impression of them.

However, in He Lingchuan's view, under the premise that the individual power is greatly weakened, the organization method of Renguo is obviously more efficient and easier to cooperate on a large scale, and of course it will be preserved.

But the other party is a guest from afar, which is not hard to argue with.

Lu Xun looks gentle and elegant, a little nostalgic, more like a magician or a scholar than a lord.

After the trip to the Yuan Kingdom, He Lingchuan's understanding of the national conditions and the world's conditions deepened. He immediately felt that such a person becoming a clan leader may reflect that Bailie's environment at this time was relatively relaxed and he was not facing a lot of pressure.

(End of this chapter)