Sun Fuping stood up: "Since I have the same thing as the He County Detention Center, let's start with this clue." ”

"How?" Nian Songyu frowned, "You want to pray for rain in the Panlong Ruins?" ”

"Praying for rain here, the success rate is less than half of it, but the effort is more than five or six times that of usual." Sun Fuping smiled bitterly, "I tried to summon Shan Ze just now, but I didn't get a response at all. ”

Summoning mountains here is really imaginative. He Lingchuan couldn't help laughing: "This place is so dry that even the land lord has died of drought." ”

"If you can't ask for rain, then pour it with water, maybe that's what the team of Baling Kingdom did." Nian Songyu thought for a while, "It's impossible to attract rain in the whole city, and it's not necessary, we have to find the right place." ”

It is impossible for the team of Baling Kingdom to ask for rain to fall on Panlong City here, and they want to use the limited water in a precise place. There are successful precedents ahead, and Sun Guoshi and his entourage can estimate a rough idea as long as they deduce according to the situation.

"In my analysis, there are only a few places where rainwater can trigger the wild sand season: Mitian Temple, Zhong Shengguang Ancestral Hall, Red General Ancestral Hall, Zhong Shengguang's cemetery, and the mass grave in Panlong City." Sun Fuping added, "Those two ancestral halls were built when people were alive, and they are rare ancestral halls." ”

As we all know, only the dead or gods can enjoy the incense offerings in the ancestral hall; If you build a shrine for the living, it is not worshipping, it is harmful, because eighty percent of the living are unblessed, and the life expectancy will be reduced at least and death at worst.

Obviously, Zhong Shengguang and General Hong are special cases, characters who were deified during their lifetime.

He Lingchuan said curiously: "Why don't you count the cemetery of the Red General?" ”

He Chunhua replied to him: "He was not buried, at most he was a well-dressed mound, and there was no value in searching." ”

Nian Songyu asked: "Even if we find these locations, how can we determine which one to water in the end?" ”

"We can't, but the three corpses know." Sun Fuping ordered someone to bring up a few sealed glass jars, and there seemed to be a mist lingering inside.

Let's take a look, good guys, where is the fog? There are clearly four or five swimming corpse worms in the jar!

They are very lively, and each one has its head against the edge of the jar, and it looks a bit like a canned eel.

"They only move in one direction, that is, away from the big square pot." Sun Fuping explained, "That is to say, the reverse of their swimming is where the Dafang pot is located." You can take this jar and walk around the target location, and you will find it. ”

This old man is very deep in the city, and everything is planned in advance, if he is held back, he will probably be very bad...... He Lingchuan glanced at him quietly, and his heart became more and more vigilant.

Next, everyone picked up the glass jar and went their separate ways.

……

The father and son of the He family naturally walked together and went to Zhong Shengguang's cemetery.

On a cold and windy night, walk in the ruins of a city. This feeling of loneliness and decay reached its peak when he saw Zhong Shengguang's cemetery.

Zhong Shengguang's tomb is located in the northwest corner of the South Gate Square where they first passed, and it is actually a very large and magnificent tomb, with all the materials made of green granite, covering an area of two acres. Judging from the surrounding situation, the burial people specially demolished many houses to make room for this large tomb.

The epitaph is very simple: the tomb of Zhong Shengguang, the commander of Ciro, next to the date of birth and death.

For more than 100 years, except for many traces that have been excavated by latecomers, the entire tomb is intact, and the stone bars of the tomb are not even broken.

When the father and son of the He family walked here, they all let out a long sigh.

The story of Panlong City and the Gale Army has been sung year after year, and it has endured in Blackwater City today, but how many people can come to pay homage to this legendary general who sacrificed his life for the country?

He Lingchuan sighed: "The enemy actually built such a big tomb for him. ”

Zhong Shengguang killed himself when the city was broken, realizing his oath of "the city is in the people, the city is broken and the people are dead", and then Panlong City was slaughtered, of course, no compatriots can bury him. The only one who repairs this tomb is his enemy.

"Immortal Youguo also has to do it. After Zhong Shengguang's death, he was beheaded, and the head was sent to the immortal capital to ask for merit, and the whole country celebrated, and the palace accepted it as a collection. However, since then, strange things have happened in the Panlong Wasteland, and people and animals have no life, and plants and trees do not grow. Xianyouguo wanted a wasteland rich in minerals, not a desert where the living should not enter, so he sent people to enter Panlong City again and bury Zhong Shengguang, hoping to calm the anger of resentful spirits. ”

"And then it failed." What happened to Xianyouguo later, and what happened to the Panlong Desert later, there is no need to repeat it.

He Chunhua didn't know where to find two bunches of incense and gave one to He Lingchuan: "It's hard to go." ”

Let's pay tribute to the souls of the heroes.

The two worshipped seriously, and He Lingchuan took out a bag of mare's milk wine from his arms, and turned out three more cups to fill them.

The father and son of the He family invited a false invitation to the tombstone and drank it all.

He Lingchuan gently sprinkled the wine on the grave and said in a low voice: "General Zhong, you have to bless us to enter and exit the Panlong Desert safely, so that we can have the opportunity to give you sacrificial wine again in the future." ”

He Lingchuan took out the glass jar and walked around Zhong Shengguang's tomb, but the three corpse insects in the jar did not change direction, and always faced the south arch wall.

In other words, the tomb was not their goal.

He walked around and came back, and saw He Chunhua thoughtfully: "Dad, what do you want?" ”

"I thought, if we really find the Great Square Pot and send it to the inland battlefield, the wild sand season in the Panlong Desert will also become a great sound, right?"

"Definitely. Isn't that a good thing? The Panlong Wasteland looks barren, but in fact it is rich in products, otherwise the coalition forces would not have died in Panlong City back then. If it had allowed us to go, Qiansong County wouldn't have been so poor. Speaking of this, He Lingchuan looked at He Chunhua's expression and was quickly stunned, "What, I said something wrong?" ”

"That's right, but I think it's best to keep the Panlong Desert as it is."

He Lingchuan said strangely: "Why? "Who else likes to guard a moody barren desert?

"The Panlong Desert is an obstacle, a disaster, and impermanence, but it is also a guarantee. The big kite is no longer as strong as it used to be, and if this layer of protection is removed, the consequences are unpredictable. ”

"What kind of guarantee is the Panlong Desert?" He Lingchuan secretly praised He Junshou for being delicate, but on the surface, he wanted to smile and say, "If we can find the pot, our whole family will move to the capital, and we still care about the Panlong Desert?" It's going to be windy or rainy here, and it doesn't matter to us. ”

This set of statements is indeed very in line with He Lingchuan's original character, He Junshou looked at him and smiled: "As an official, you are transparent." ”

Regardless of promotion, the trouble is the next magistrate, and he just pats the P shares and leaves. As the eldest son said, why bother with others?

When the sky falls, there will always be someone else who will stand up.

In fact, He Lingchuan understood as soon as he heard it, the Panlong Desert is a buffer zone among several major forces, and it is difficult for anyone who wants to cross it to attack the Kite Country, not to mention that the half-year wild sand season is the nightmare of almost all expeditionary forces, during this period, unless the war can be fed by war, and the looted materials can afford the army, otherwise the logistics supply will be completely cut off.