Chapter 963: Disappearing History
He Lingchuan was dumbfounded.
Nonsense, of course dry! How many are changed, and if you don't have money, you have to find a way to change it!
The silver is easy to earn, but if you want the big demon to be a thug for him, you have to be like an arm, it's too difficult!
In order to win over the spider demon sisters, He Lingchuan also had to risk offending Bega and exposing himself.
Fang Canran's eyes lit up: "That's a good deal, is Brother Dong's demon puppet willing to sell it?" On Platinum Island, this must be a curiosity. β
He Lingchuan immediately looked at Dong Rui and raised his eyebrows.
Yes, the demon puppet is also very expensive, why doesn't this guy sell two useless ones for money?
Dong Rui shrank in a second: "Don't sell it." They are not commodities. β
Then he looked at He Lingchuan with blank eyes: "Those three materialsββ? β
He Lingchuan was not angry: "You didn't say before that refining demon puppets would burn money like this." β
"Why else am I so poor? You won't let me go out and rob houses. Dong Rui's face was full of sadness, "If you can't get money or materials, you can't do research." β
If he could get the materials casually, what did he always do with He Lingchuan?
He Lingchuan pressed his hand to his eyebrows and hesitated for most of the day.
Money, money, I'm so sorry for you.
Finally, he sighed, and the other party said brightly: "Okay, it's decided." β
Dong Rui was overjoyed and slapped his chest thumping: "Don't worry, this money will definitely be well spent!" When the baby comes out, you will feel a good deal at a glance! β
He Lingchuan didn't bother to look at him, and the 400,000 taels he had just received had not been hot, so he went out 180,000 first!
Eighty-one minus eighteen, and he only had six hundred and thirty thousand left.
Alas, if you engage in scientific research, you have to throw money at it, and if you spend money, you may not be able to produce results.
Fang Canran put away the bill of materials: "Okay, this matter is on me." β
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At night, the dim Cape Tower is lit up with two lights, which at first glance looks like stars on the horizon.
The ghost market is open, and there's a sale tonight.
The streets are deserted during the day, and are lit up as bright as day by the warm torches. Almost all the shops are open, whether it is a restaurant or a red hall on the stage, the temporary stalls on the street are steaming, and itinerant vendors are constantly hawking.
Eat, drink and be merry.
There are also a lot of people, and I don't know where to hide during the day.
He Lingchuan and Dong Rui walked all the way and ate all the way.
Of course, the most lively are all kinds of material stores. He Lingchuan looked at a few of them, things were strange, but he was not interested, and Dong Rui plunged into the material store that specialized in bits and pieces of materials and refused to come out.
After another half an hour, He Lingchuan found Fang Canran, and the sales meeting began.
The sale on Platinum Island was held in a large mansion with three floors above and below, so that more customers could see the lot booth in the middle of the first floor.
In terms of environment, this place is not as tall as the Dunyuan in Lingxu City, and no one provides you with comprehensive services. But when the seller takes out the lot, he still has to talk about it to everyone.
For example, this set: "Three hundred and seventy straight knives of fine iron, three feet three long." Among them, 77 have slight flaws, which can be polished, and are not sold in parts, and the price is 1,100 taels. The goods are on board, and they are bought and unloaded. β
The origin is not mentioned at all, and two percent are flawed. As soon as He Lingchuan heard it, he knew that this was "used", and he didn't know which weapon was cleaned up on the battlefield.
But the price of 1,100 taels is very suitable, judging from the samples placed on the scene, the quality is acceptable, the process is passable, and there is no problem with cutting people.
Fang Canran saw that He Lingchuan was a little moved, and said, "You have taken a fancy to this batch?" β
"I have so many islands, and I can't go without watching the scene." Timber and farm tools and seeds are easy to buy, but weapons cannot be purchased through regular channels, neither Bailie nor Qingguo are sold. If He Lingchuan is looking for purchases everywhere, it will inevitably arouse the vigilance of others.
He was unlucky, Min Tianxi and Huang Zhao originally had Mu Guo's arms smuggling channels, but they didn't get the goods recently.
"There will be a batch of knives and guns coming the day after tomorrow, and the quality may be better." Fang Canran said in a low voice, "I'll leave it for you?" β
He Lingchuan was overjoyed: "Then please leave it to you." β
There are a variety of lots on the table, and some of them look like stolen goods. He Lingchuan originally just wanted to see the excitement, but he also took a few shots.
The point is that the price is really cost-effective.
It's no wonder that there are many ghost markets on Platinum Island, and cost performance is king.
Looking at the lots up and down, the two chatted for a while, and then another weapon was presented at the booth.
Fluorescent spores have been used in the sales venue, and one is one on the front and one on the left and right, so that every angle and every detail of the lot on the stage can be clearly seen.
He Lingchuan was originally careless, his eyes swept over the stage, and he froze at once:
The new exhibit on stage is a black gun.
There is a bloodletting groove on the tip of the gun, which looks a bit like the tip of a fountain pen from a distance, and has cloud-like lines.
There was originally a hanging ring under the head of the gun, but it fell off, leaving only half of it.
The position of the handle of the gun is inlaid with a red jade bead.
Why is the style of this gun so familiar?
He Lingchuan sat up straight, and the blood all over his body poured onto his head.
It's exactly the same as the Red General's love gun!
The salesman also said aloud:
"Needless to say, this one, Ying Lei Gun!"
Even the name is the same?
No, it's not!
From this gun, he couldn't feel the iron-blooded murderous aura of thousands of troops at all.
When fighting against Sanshui Zhenren in the Panlong Secret Realm, He Lingchuan was wearing the red general's battle armor, and what he was holding in his hand was the Ying Lei gun!
That kind of heart-to-heart, flesh-and-blood induction, the gun on the table didn't have it at all.
He couldn't be mistaken.
"Ying Lei gun?" He turned his head and asked Fang Canran, "Where did this gun come from?" β
Fang Canran saw his eyes so round for the first time.
He Xiao also has a time when he is so emotional?
"It's not true......"
Before he finished speaking, there were already guests in the front row shouting: "Fake is fake, make it clear, don't mislead people!" β
"Everybody knows that it can't be true." The seller smiled, "Okay, the original owner called it the 'Little Ying Lei Gun', the gun is eight feet long and weighs eight catties, and the details are consistent with the original Ying Lei Gun, and it is accompanied by a magical 'Thunder Reduction Technique'." Although it's not the original, it's also a good thing, and if you're interested, you can come up and weigh it. β
Sure enough, a fake is a fake. Otherwise, the floating knife would have reacted a long time ago.
"Anyone knows?" He Lingchuan turned his head and asked Fang Canran, "Is the original version of this gun very famous?" β
Fang Canran was inexplicable: "You don't know the reason, what are you excited about?" β
"I think this shot has a lot to do with me." He Lingchuan subconsciously clenched his fists, "I mean the original." β
If you say "I think" about something, it is unreasonable.
Fang Canran was helpless when he heard it: "Ying Lei Gun is a famous gun in the world, and there are too many imitations of it outside. What is the small lightning gun, the blue pattern lightning gun, and the hundred refining lightning gun...... and so on. β
"Why?" There are so many divine soldiers who don't imitate, why do these people imitate the thunder gun! "Where's the original?"
"King Mu's Palace." Fang Canran's voice penetrated the noise of the trade fair and reached He Lingchuan's ears, "The real Ying Lei Gun is the personal soldier of the founding emperor of the Mu State. β
The rise of the Mu State, this gun also became famous.
"The founding emperor of the Mu country?" He Lingchuan heard his astringent voice, "Where did he get it from?" β
Fang Canran said two words silently.
He Lingchuan recognized the shape of his mouth and lost his voice:
"Spirit ......?"
Lingshan!
Fang Canran pointed to his lips and lightly "shhhh β
It's good that it's noisy around.
He then added, "This is ...... Given to the founding ancestor of the Mu country. β
The thunder gun of the founding emperor of the Mu State was given by Lingshan?
So where did Lingshan get this magic spear?
Fang Canran's answer switched to "I don't know" again, Lingshan has many secret treasures and artifacts, how can he introduce the origin to everyone one by one?
He Lingchuan's heart was in turmoil, and his fists were clenched tighter and tighter.
There can be no mistake that the Ying Lei gun is the Red General's gun.
But more than a hundred years ago, Ying Lei Gun was given to the first Emperor Mu by Lingshan!
The final outcome of Panlong City and General Hong, He Lingchuan is very clear. This gun was supposed to accompany General Red on the battlefield until she reached the end of her life.
And then what? And then what!
Who took the gun?
Whether it fell into the hands of Baling, Xianyou, or Beijia as a trophy, He Lingchuan did not find it strange.
After all, it's a fetish.
After all, its former owner is really a brave and invincible generation of famous generals.
This is an artifact that is full of collection value and use value.
But how could it be Lingshan?!
It's impossible to think about it from any angle! Unless, unless it is the big battle where General Red fell, the people of Lingshan are also on the scene.
Why are they there?
What did they do? Why was it possible to get this meaningful trophy from the ultimate victor one step earlier?
He Lingchuan sat stiffly in place, his back oozing with bursts of cold air, and his mind replayed the meeting and conversation between Zhong Shengguang and Lu Xun again and again.
At that time, Panlong City, which was fighting alone, very much hoped to get the support of Lingshan.
At that time, Zhong Shengguang generously stated his ideals to Lu Xun.
However, Panlong City eventually fell.
He Lingchuan carefully recalled all the history of Panlong City that he had seen and heard, and there was not a single word about Lingshan, no!
It's as if someone has erased the relevant records, and the slush claws will never be seen again.
So before the demise of Panlong City, what role did Lingshan play and what role did it play?
He Lingchuan took a long breath and barely suppressed the boiling in his heart.
More than 100 years. After more than a hundred years, Lingshan stood in front of him again, just like standing in front of Zhong Shengguang more than one hundred and sixty years ago.
At that time, Zhong Shengguang, like He Lingchuan now, was very cordial to Lingshan and full of expectations.
Hope for a united front, hope for joining forces against the enemy, hope for overthrowing Bega together.
But what happened to Zhong Shengguang in the end?
How can he repeat the mistakes of Zhong Shengguang and General Hong?
He should press his eagerness, adjust his strategy, be careful, be careful!
"Brother He?" Fang Canran's voice seemed to come from a great distance, and the third voice woke him up, "Brother He! β