MTL - After the Fairy Disappeared-Chapter 415 Little Tree in Panlong City

  The door opened, Fu Jiu walked in, and saw that there were actually four people in the room, three of whom were standing guard, and only one young man was sitting by the window, with delicate features, somewhat similar to Fu Shanyue.

  The boy frowned when he saw him: "You come at this time? It's not safe."

  Fu Jiu knelt down: "Master Ji, the matter is done."

  Master Ji was taken aback, then suddenly got up, his voice was three times higher: "What did you say?"

  Fu Jiu took out the wooden sculpture from the storage ring and placed it in the middle of the room.

  Master Ji hurriedly stepped forward to have a look, and said, "Hold the lamp, a few more!"

  The lights came on one by one, and Young Master Ji looked at the wooden carvings intently: "Tell me what happened."

  Fu Jiu complied.

  Hearing the last few sentences, Master Ji interrupted him: "Wait a minute, didn't you see my brother turned into a wood carving?"

  "...Yes, but the young master ran too fast at that time." Fu Jiu was also startled, "and the appearance of this statue is clearly the same as the young master, even the clothes and rings..."

   "Turn off the lights!" Master Ji didn't listen to his excuses, but only said to the people around him, "Get out of here immediately!"

  The guard immediately went to the window and applauded twice.

  The neighbors are also theirs, and these two signals are to tell them to come out immediately.

   However, there was silence after the applause.

  It was quiet at the door of the neighbor, and there was no one.

  Master Ji said decisively: "Let's go!"

  However, as soon as they opened the door, they saw six or seven people standing in the dark, silent but with color in their eyes.

   These are all subordinates of Fu Shanyue.

   "It's so late, where are you going, second child?" A voice came from behind.

  Master Ji turned around suddenly, and suddenly saw Fu Shanyue sitting by the window, the same position he had just sat in, with the same posture, and a very familiar tone: "Long time no see, come to catch up?"

  The moonlight passed through the window, making the left half of his face pale, but the right half of his face was completely hidden in the darkness.

  Seeing him, Fu Jiu's face also turned pale.

  Fu Shanyue turned his eyes to him, and smiled slightly: "Fu Jiu, your errands are done very well."

  The guards behind Young Master Ji immediately glared at him.

  Fu Jiu fell to his knees with a plop: "Young Master, I..."

  Before he finished speaking, there was a line of blood in his throat.

  After his body slowly fell to the ground, Fu Shanyue shook off the blood on his fingertips. He didn't even bother to listen to the traitor's difficulties.

   "The trick is good, I almost fell for it." Fu Shanyue turned to Young Master Ji, and made a little gesture, "Does your father know about this plan?" "

  His eyeballs turned red little by little, and Master Ji's fingertips were trembling: "Even if I die, my father will not pass on the position to you!"

   "Why don't we wait and see?" Fushan Yue smiled, "Oh yes, you have no chance to see it."

  Master Ji's eyes turned red: "I was wrong! We are brothers born of the same mother, for your mother's sake... Uncle Da!"

  He suddenly clapped his hands on the backs of the guards beside him, pushed them towards Fu Shanyue, threw another object on the ground, and broke through the door by himself.

   Just as he got up after landing, he heard a loud noise behind him, and a wave of air rolled in.

  The house exploded.

   This is a little backup he prepared, and he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

  Master Ji was pushed several feet by the blast, and Fu Shanyue's subordinates were also pushed away, and they couldn't come over for a while. It can be seen that the amount of explosives used in this tube is quite sufficient.

  He stood up and patted his trouser legs, looking back at the dilapidated house.

  Suddenly a figure descended from the sky and landed beside him, smashing the scorched earth everywhere.

  Master Ji was taken aback, and when he took a closer look, it was the wood carving of Fu Shanyue.

  The wood carving caught fire and was burning happily, but a pair of dead fish eyes stared at Master Ji fiercely, making the latter shiver subconsciously.

  There was another wind from behind, he held his breath and looked back, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: "Uncle Da, you are here!"

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   "This, is this outrageous?" He Lingchuan rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw in front of him.

  He stood on the South Gate Square of Panlong City.

   This wide square, where he walked dozens of times, suddenly had a new change today:

   Above the huge spring pool, that is, beside the first bridge, suddenly there is a tree.

  Strictly speaking, it is a small tree as tall as a person.

He remembered the last time he had a dream, this place was a fixed stall selling yellow rice cakes and soy milk, the stall owner aunt praised him for being handsome, every time she would enthusiastically cut an extra half for him, and would not give up trying to introduce her daughter to him know.

   But now there is an extra tree here.

  There are many trees in the South Gate Square, which provides shade in summer. But He Lingchuan paid so much attention to it because the tree looked very familiar.

  The leaves, the branches, the few whiskers and the weak aerial roots...

   Isn’t this the Gura tree!

  Although the size is pitifully small compared to King Baoshu, Gurashu is Gurashu.

  The sacred bone necklace ate the spiritual seed he provided, and He Lingchuan thought that the power in the seed would be absorbed by the generous pot, just like the treasures it had eaten a few times before.

  Unexpectedly, the spirit species was an exception. Not only was it not eaten, but it was also planted in Panlong City.

  He didn't come in for a few days, and the seeds grew into small trees, which really violated the laws of nature.

   But think about the tree guards that the King of Treasure Trees put into various parts of the kingdom, they were also grown from spiritual seeds in just a few days.

  He Lingchuan appeared here as soon as he entered Panlong City. Obviously, the dream wanted him to see this tree immediately.

  The generous pot will not be aimless.

  There were two children playing ball under the tree. He Lingchuan walked over and asked them, "When was this tree planted?"

  The child looked at him, shaking his head, with a blank expression on his face.

  He Lingchuan had no choice but to go to a nearby shop and ask the uncle who sold groceries: "Who will plant the tree?"

"What?"

   "That sapling." He Lingchuan pointed to him, "When was it planted?"

   "Ah... I don't know." The uncle looked puzzled, "Isn't it always there?"

   "How long has it been?"

  The uncle thought hard and shook his head: "Who can remember this? Isn't it just a tree?" There are so many trees in the square, can he remember the age of each tree, can he remember who planted each tree?

  Are you kidding me?

  Inquiry was fruitless, He Lingchuan returned to the side of the sapling, stretched out his hand and patted it.

  It looks no different from an ordinary small tree. It is hard to imagine that it can grow into a magnificent body like the King of Treasure Trees. Having said that, can the spirit seed grow into a tree guard in the Coiling Dragon Dreamland?

  He remembered the characteristics of Gu Luoshu, and vaguely understood why the spirit seed could be transplanted by the Dafang pot:

  Gu Luoshu has always had the characteristic of adapting to Qingming.

  Heart Mirror called Panlong City the city of the undead, so it seems that it is not against the harmony that the Guluo tree grows in the city of the undead?

  Of course, it may be planted here for another purpose, and He Lingchuan has no place to ask about this.

  He could only pat the tree: "Good luck."

  In Panlong City, what kind of nutrients do Juluo trees need to grow?

   Counting the days, it seems that today is his turn to guard the seventh ring.

   If you don’t go again, you will lose your title of champion.

  Passing by Yunling Island, which is the shop he rented out, the fat shopkeeper Bai Jie was talking with someone at the door of the shop, when he looked up and saw He Lingchuan, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over: "Brother He, you are finally here!"

  He Lingchuan looked at his dexterous feet that were seriously inconsistent with his figure, and suddenly felt relieved: "I won't buy it."

  This female merchant always wanted to sell him magic tools so that he could earn back the rent. He Lingchuan was really fooled twice. After buying it back, he slapped his head, what the **** do he want these things for, as if he could really use them.

   "Oh, there is no good goods today. There is another moth on the border of the Xixiang Kingdom, and several shipments have been detained there... These **** people will be punished sooner or later."

  Bai Grass laughed dryly, "Brother He, we just have something to discuss."

  This guy actually said that he has no good products, so this must be a big deal. He Lingchuan turned around and left: "I have something to do, let's go another day."

  White Grasshopper stuffed a delicate bamboo tube into his hand: "Stay!"

  He Lingchuan took a look and chewed tobacco.

   It is also Bega’s domestic chewing tobacco. Now he can accurately distinguish the brand of chewing tobacco, which should come from the treasure tree demon country!

  White Grasshopper took the opportunity to drag him into the shop.

   "I want to ask you one thing!" Today, there is no one in the back hall, so the white grasshopper started talking, "Business is not so good recently..."

  He Lingchuan flicked his sleeves: "Rent reduction, no negotiation."

   "No, it's not." Bai Jie's smile froze, "I want to tell you, uh, can you, uh..."

   "Huh?" It's rare to see this oil dealer stuttering, it seems that things are getting worse.

  Bai Grass sighed, and said directly: "I want to quit the lease, so I will say hello to you in advance."

  He Lingchuan wondered: "I think your business here is very good, and it is always full of people coming and going." It would be considered kind if you didn't raise your rent.

  Besides, the shops on Wanglin Street are not available for rent. If you want to open a shop here, you have to queue up.

   "Hey, to be honest, I received a piece of news, great news." White Grasshopper sighed at the front, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, "Maybe we can, we can go back to China!"

   "Huh?" He Lingchuan didn't realize it for a while, "Go back to China?"

  Which country do you want to return to?

   "Siro!" Bai Grass smiled and his face became rounder, "Go back to our motherland."

  He Lingchuan's mind buzzed. Isn't the Panlong Wasteland an enclave, it has already cut off contact with the mother country.

"How to say?"

"It's like this. I have a reliable source saying that the monarch is considering moving everyone back in the Panlong Wasteland!" There was a voice in the front hall, and Bai Jie quickly lowered his voice, "A paper relocation order is issued, we You can go back home!"

   "Isn't it?" He Lingchuan was not happy, "How can I go back?" The reason why the enclave is called an enclave is that it is blocked on all sides.

   "Yes, yes." Bai Jie said, "I heard that the Baling Congress temporarily opened the Jinxi Corridor, allowing us to move back to China."

  He Lingchuan chuckled twice: "Can you believe the words of Baling Kingdom?"

"Probably the credibility of this matter is very high, and it is very likely to succeed." Bai Jie smiled all over his face, "I will pay you a personal rent for another three months, and then go to the government to withdraw the rent. You agree, how about it?" ?

  「What if I disagree?」

   "If you don't agree, the whole city will have to leave sooner or later when the relocation order is issued. You will not be able to receive rent by then."