"I thought, we can go back and see." He Chunhua said in a low voice, "I heard that there are many forces rushing to the Panlong Desert, and each family wants to try their luck in the treasure hunt. With our understanding of the Panlong Desert, we may have more to gain when we go. ”

Without waiting for Naluo to speak, he continued: "After I left the Panlong Ruins last time, I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say it. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"If the Great Square Pot really exists, I need your help. You want to get your hands on this treasure too, right? "But all the gods seem to be moved when they mention the big square pot.

"So what?"

"You can't come twice in a short period of time, can you? Why don't you leave Chuan'er behind first, and don't be busy descending from God. He Chunhua said tightly, "Good steel should be used on the blade, let's go to the Panlong Desert." ”

"You're not going to the south to quell the rebellion?"

"No conflict." He Chunhua's mind spun quickly, "I'll make proper arrangements." ”

Na Luotian sneered a few times: "You want to delay the descent, right?" ”

Mortals are ink, and they love to play tricks.

"It doesn't hurt you!" He Chunhua stiffened, "Public and private, my suggestion is good, right?" ”

Narakuten snorted.

It was silent for a long time, He Chunhua didn't know whether it was deducing or calculating, and was a little worried.

Then, Naluo Tiancai said slowly: "This trip to the ruins of the dragon may be very variable. ”

The warning of the god of fate, He Chunhua had to pay attention: "God, what are the variables?" ”

"Unknowable." Na Luotian said these three words, and his tone was solemn, "I have long found out that the calculations related to gods such as the Dafang Pot are unknowable. ”

It then added, "But judging from your fate, it is getting better and better, and the chance of catastrophe is very small. So, it doesn't hurt if you go for a trip. ”

To put it simply, He Chunhua not only should not die, but may benefit from this trip to Panlong.

He Chunhua was overjoyed: "God is wise! ”

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it would be a month to drag it on.

Naluotian said again: "This time the gods descended, I also have to make some preparations." "The last time Nian Songyu invited God, the experience has aroused its vigilance:

The generous pot is dangerous.

Although it could not tell itself, it still felt the ominousness in the darkness, which was a warning from "fate".

However, high returns inevitably come with high risks. If you want to take a large square pot, how can you not take any risks?

Other characters and other gods, under the premise of unknown fate, are they still fighting for the Dafang pot, are they afraid?

What's more, the worst loss is also the doppelganger, not its deity.

He Chunhua asked, "What does the Divine Venerable plan to do, and how can I cooperate?" ”

"The lost treasure of the Heavenly Palace is related to the Dafang Pot. I happen to know a little bit of a secret. Na Luotian smiled coldly, "If anyone dares to calculate me, it will definitely be unlucky!" ”

The latter sentence was said gloomily, and He Chunhua subconsciously shuddered.

Narokuten said, "You just have to do what you planned. ”

How can its back hand be known to mortals?

He Chunhua waited for a while, but Na Luotian didn't say anything.

It's gone.

He Chunhua secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he took back all his belongings and opened the doors and windows to ventilate.

When the hour came, he tidied up his clothes and went into the palace to persuade the king to go.

……

Anyway, you don't have to do the assessment work yourself, you have someone to do it for you, He Lingchuan simply walked around the kite capital until the evening, and then Shi Shiran returned home.

After such a stroll, he found that the most lively street in the capital was quite bustling, but the next road was ten shops and two empty, and grass grew in the brick cracks on the side of the road.

It was not even as prosperous as Shihuan City in his memory.

Of course, Shihuan City is still not in that situation, and it's hard to say.

There are many reasons for the decline of a country, but war must be one of the biggest banes of the country.

Fortunately, some special products are still sold here, He Lingchuan bought a lot of souvenirs, and gave them to Mrs. Ying and He Yue when he went home.

Before dinner, Shan Youjun came to him:

"Da Shao, I inquired. Zhao Er, the housekeeper in charge of purchasing, said that Sun Hongye had asked him seven days ago. ”

"What did you ask?"

He asked about the purchase of ingredients.

This answer is a bit unexpected: "Lead the way." ”

The eldest young master suddenly came over, and the attitude of the second housekeeper Zhao was respectful:

"Mr. Sun? Seven or eight days ago, he came to me and asked me where the mutton in the house was purchased, and it tasted very delicious. He also wanted to buy some and eat it himself. I said that I could report to the housewife and ask the kitchen to make more for him, but Mr. Sun insisted on not using it. ”

"And then?"

"Then I introduced the sheep seller to him." Zhao Er's housekeeper said, "I don't know if he has contacted him." ”

That was Sun Hongye's own business, and he didn't bother to ask.

"Gone?"

"That's it. From Xiazhou to here, Mr. Sun and I have spoken less than 20 sentences in total. ”

"Okay, it's none of your business." He Lingchuan thought about it, turned around and walked out.

Shan Youjun hurriedly followed.

Qiu Hu came over to see He Lingchuan's expression, and when he saw him shaking his head, he didn't step forward.

It's about to start, and when he leaves the house at this time, He Lingchuan doesn't want to be caught by Mrs. Ying, so he simply jumps out of the backyard and jumps out of the wall.

He ignored the strange eyes of passers-by and went to Niuyangzhuang with Shan Youjun to find someone.

Niuyangzhuang is a special slaughterhouse, and it is also a meat wholesale and transportation center in the kite. There is also this kind of place in Lingxu City, but the management of the kite capital is more relaxed than that of Lingxu City, and many private slaughtered meat is also traded here, and the official will not necessarily catch it.

The smell of fish in this place is very strong, and the mournful screams of domestic animals are often heard in the rows. According to the introduction of Zhao Er's housekeeper, He Lingchuan found the king butcher in the outer row.

Outer row is where the meat is sold and weighed.

Ordinary people's impression of a butcher is that his face is full of meat, but this man is thin and tall, and he is a little stunned when he doesn't hold a knife.

"A guest with the surname Sun?" He shook his head as he chopped the meat, "Not impressed." It's a place where people come and go, and I don't remember my face. ”

He Lingchuan had to ask a different way: "He should have asked about the mutton you supplied to General He Fu of Changning." ”

"General Changning?" Butcher Zhang thought for a long time before he let out a long sigh, "In this way, it seems that there is." The person you mentioned came to talk to me and bought a few catties of mutton, heh. ”

He does wholesale here, and they all sell half a piece, and a few catties are too little, so he has an impression.

He Lingchuan glanced at Shan Youjun, who handed over the ingot of broken silver: "What are you talking about?" ”

"Just a few idle words, I told him, I have a good reputation here, and the famous He Mansion has indeed come to me to order meat, and every month I want pigs, cattle and sheep, blood, washing, slaughtering, and sending them over."

"Gone?"

"No, that's all." He's a butcher, and what else can guests talk to him about when they come to a place like this?

"What did you mean by that?"