Chen Hao tensed his cheeks.

"Yuhengcheng has carefully developed twelve kinds of torture, if you can survive three, I will respect you as a man." He Lingchuan clapped his hands, "Okay, take it back!" ”

Watching a vicious battle, the surrounding merchants were shocked and stepped forward to thank them.

He Lingchuan and his entourage then escorted the captives and returned to the city with their heads in the midst of everyone's farewell.

After they left, a white bird came out of the big tree next to the lotus pond of the Blue Wolf Station, poked its head at the back of the Yuheng City patrol, flapped its wings and flew away.

It flew to the Takigawa River in the east, bringing trouble to the Takigawa River as well.

……

Yuheng City.

He Lingchuan returned to the official office, changed the bloodstained clothes on his body, and wiped his sweat - this ghost weather is not yet July and it will be hot like a dog.

As soon as he sat down and drank a glass of water, Wen Daolun came over.

"I heard you caught a big fish? Congratulations! Commander He's half-month work was not in vain. ”

"Chen Hao is deeply relied on by Fu Shanlie, and in the past two months, he has led the Xiqian puppet army to kill people and rob goods, and he has caused us a lot of trouble." He Lingchuan sideways his neck, and there was a crisp sound, "If you catch him, you will cut off one of the arms of Fu Shan Lie, and I have already arranged for someone to interrogate." ”

"Fushan Lie is a fierce general, and he actually came to Takikawa to make trouble?" Wen Daolun frowned, "It seems that Bega has always been at ease with Panlong City. ”

With Bega stirring it up, the Takigawa bandits will no longer be a small disaster.

He Lingchuan touched his chin and said, "Chen Hao was captured, and I planted the ball flower gang to report the news." It's up to Fu Shan Lie to see if he can swallow this breath. If he can't bear it, I'll cut off Chen Hao's head and give it to him. ”

Wen Daolun couldn't help laughing, this Commander He's ability is to drive people crazy.

He Lingchuan thought for a while, and suddenly asked him, "Ask Mr. Wen about it." I asked you to help me read numerology, so can a person who is proficient in numerology be able to determine his future life? ”

Wen Daolun did not hesitate: "No one can measure it for sure." The future itself is vague, and it is not unobstructed at a glance. The so-called 'mastery of life arts' is nothing more than finding the greatest possible from a variety of options. And even if you are proficient in it, when you predict your fate, this 'greatest possibility' is not accurate. ”

Is it because it's not objective? He Lingchuan hesitated for a moment before saying, "What if it's a god who controls fate?" Can it determine its own fate? ”

"The god of fate?" Wen Daolun muttered, "Mi Tian Niangniang said that there were three ancient gods in the God Realm, and one of them was the God of Destiny. But all three ancient gods were killed in the end, and none of them were spared. The so-called 'god of fate' has not escaped the end of fate. So, I don't believe that the gods can measure their own lives. ”

"The way of deduction of the gods may be different from ours, but I believe that the road is the same way, whether it is a human or a god, there is no escape from this little law." He paused for a moment and said, "Speaking of which, I've been restless lately, and I've pushed myself two hexagrams that are not good signs, one of which is called 'Corporal Chouji'. However, there is no clue when or where it will be fulfilled. You see, it is difficult for those who are good at divination to tell themselves, and this is an example. ”

He Lingchuan was slightly surprised: "Why didn't Mr. Wen say it earlier?" I'll send you two more guards, well, transfer Hu Min to you too. ”

Wen Daolun did not shirk: "Okay." I also want to see if this omen will be fulfilled again. ”

He said the word "again", and He Lingchuan remembered his son Wen Xun. At the beginning, Wen Daolun also gave him a bad omen, but Wen Xun really died in front of He Lingchuan and Wen Daolun.

He Lingchuan was afraid of his old injuries and immediately changed the topic: "There is another question: If it is just secretly preparing for the operation and has not yet put it into practice, is it possible to change the fate of the future because of this?" ”

"No!" Wen Daolun replied more simply, "Cause and effect don't matter. As long as you don't put it into action, no matter how you think about it, it won't touch cause and effect. ”

He Lingchuan got rid of a big piece of his heart and immediately thanked him.

In other words, as long as he doesn't make a big move in reality, it will be difficult for Naluotian to calculate that his life has changed?

Wen Daolun asked, "What is the trouble for Commander He to ask like this?" ”

"It's okay, just discuss." He Lingchuan stood up, "I'll go see Chen Hao's interrogation." ”

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The river was surging, and He Lingchuan, Dong Rui and Zhu Damiang finally arrived on the bank of the Han River.

When spring returns, the wildflowers on the shore have bloomed, fine and dense, woven into a carpet of flowers that no one cares about.

The riverbed is only half submerged, and there is long island jungle everywhere, flat sand and water everywhere, and gulls and herons flying everywhere.

Wild and tranquil, open and delicate, the combination is just right here.

The Han River in the early spring was mild, not as violent as last summer, and he found the high ground where the two armies had fought last year.

At that time, it was full of rain, blood and mud, but now the riverbank is green. The hideousness of war has been lightly overshadowed by the new reed buds.

He Lingchuan jumped off the rock sheep and stroked a large stone.

There are still traces of knives and axes on the stone, when he was here to defend against the enemy, flashed two attacks, and cut down three Xunzhou soldiers.

The past is vivid, as clear as if it happened yesterday.

However, things are wrong, and his state of mind, cultivation, and experience have been judged like two people compared to last summer.

All changes started when the Han River fell into the water.

He still remembers the phrase that Wen Daolun inspired himself, "When you meet the water, you go".

From the words left by the old turtle demon to the prophecy left by the Wood Spirit Venerable, his fate has gone from the known to the unknown, from the fate of heaven to the confusion.

What will happen to him in the future, and where will he end, the Wood Spirit Venerable can't guess.

It is very good that the book of one's own life and death is written by oneself.

Qiu Hu watched from the side and couldn't help asking, "The Battle of the Han River, are you also there?" ”

He Lingchuan's expression he could understand, it was both a remembrance and a sigh.

People who have not experienced it will not have this kind of expression.

"yes." He Lingchuan pointed to the high ground, "Hong Chengluo is there to attack the governor of Xiazhou." ”

Qiu Hu was slightly surprised: "Bega, General Qingwu?" ”

"You recognize?"

"Heard, why is he here?" How could the general of Bega appear on the front line of the Kite Country?

"Office affairs, personal revenge."

At that time, Hong Chengluo was assigned by Bejia to secretly assist in the New Year's ceremony, which was an official matter.

His wife Ah Jin was kidnapped by He Chunhua and committed suicide by taking poison, and the two sides formed a personal feud.

Now, Hong Chengluo should have rushed to the eastern front of Bega, right?

When He Lingchuan stood up, a figure suddenly popped out of the woods on the shore, accompanied by a twittering scream.

Qiu Hu took a step forward, and with a faint flash of light in his hand, he was about to summon a copper rod.

He Lingchuan strode forward and laughed: "Come!" ”

He stretched out his arm, and the thing jumped into his arms.

The squirrel standing on He Lingchuan's shoulder was startled, and the person who recognized it was actually a monkey wearing a hat.

(End of chapter)