After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 284 The fork in the road between reality and dreams

   "In other words, just solve the trouble of Hong Chenglue?"

  Zhao Pan nodded: "That will be of great help to me!"

   Speaking of this, the hornbill on his shoulder suddenly flew up and landed a hundred feet behind.

  The military horses are grazing in the woodland, and the river bank in late spring begins to sprout green shoots, which is very suitable for their appetite. After eating lichens all winter, it's time for a change.

  However, He Lingchuan seemed to see other big guys mixed into the woodland, and also lowered their heads to eat grass.

  They are much bigger and stronger than army horses.

   A group of black bulls.

  Their shoulders are at least six feet tall, and they are all smooth and smooth, with knotted muscles all over their bodies.

  The hornbill fell on the head of the largest and strongest bull.

  The pair of thick horns that bend forward are black and shiny, and they are at least seven feet wide when straightened. No matter who is hit by it, probably half of his life will be taken away.

  The hornbill stopped on its horn and barked twice. The bull looked up at the crowd and didn't care if it moved its ears.

  They gather together like an impenetrable wall, occupying the place with the most abundant aquatic plants, and even the army horses have to swallow their anger and let go.

   Among them, several big guys are particularly conspicuous.

  He Chunhua looked at them and took a breath of cool air: "Is this the group of wild cows?"

"That's right, this is our stormtrooper. After they go into battle, they are invincible on the plain." Zhao Pan laughed and said, "This kind of bull is born with different species, but only those big guys are monsters. They lead the whole herd. "

   "Who is that hornbill?"

   "The herald." Zhao Pan explained, "otherwise, no one will be able to get close to this group of big guys running."

   "Brave Bull Formation." He Chunhua clapped his hands, "Where have I heard of this style of play?"

  Zhao Pan smiled: "General Nan Ke's half of the military book."

   "That's right, it's General Nan Ke."

   "General Nanke? General Nanke of Panlong City?" He Lingchuan didn't expect to hear this name at this time and here, and lost his voice for a while, "He still has a military book?"

  Zhao Pan said smoothly: "Yeah, his fighting style is very practical, but unfortunately he died young and only wrote half of the military book."

  He Lingchuan's heart skipped a beat: "How did he die?"

  Zhao Pan was taken aback by his question, thought for a while and said, "It seems that he was escorting a caravan, but he was ambushed by his opponent. This happened in the Panlong Desert, Master He should know better than me."

He Chunhua nodded: "Yes, that place is called the Ghost Needle Stone Forest. The Baling people used the spider demon in the stone forest to severely injure the Panlong City army, and General Nan Ke was killed on the spot. But they also restrained the main force of the enemy, the Gale Army Take the opportunity to take down Weicheng in the north."

  He Lingchuan murmured: "So that's how it is." However, there was a storm in his heart.

In the Coiling Dragon dream he experienced, although there was also the battle of Ghost Needle Stone Forest, but because he successfully blew up Zhu Erniang's lair, this big monster rushed back to the crypt, so the strength of the Coiling Dragon Army was basically preserved and was not destroyed. The enemy troops guarding outside the stone forest took advantage of it.

  Of course, General Nan Ke returned to Panlong City alive, and he wanted to recruit He Lingchuan in the future.

  The same battle, because of his joining, the trend is completely different from the historical reality.

  He Lingchuan also thought that his own existence would definitely have an impact on the dream.

   But at this time he clearly realized that it was he who changed the outcome of this local battle in Panlong's dream, and also changed the fate of many people.

  He can accomplish something in this world.

  So, if he becomes stronger and more prestigious, can he change the final outcome of Panlong City?

  As soon as this thought appeared, He Lingchuan's heart beat several beats faster.

   "Chuan'er, what's wrong?" He Chunhua looked at him straight.

   "It's okay, it's okay!" He Lingchuan said casually, "These cows are really well raised."

   I don’t know how the meat quality is.

"These guys' bravery is all based on their food intake. The forage you escorted should be given priority to them. Fortunately, the most difficult winter has passed, and now there is green grass to eat on the river bank, and they still eat meat and vegetables. For fodder, you can also eat meat. Otherwise, we really can’t afford it.”

  Zhao Pan led them through the front line, and the He family father and son knew it well.

  Back to the camp, the moon began to slant westward, and the rock wolf said to He Lingchuan: "The monkey is looking for you."

  …

  He Lingchuan returned to his tent, and Yao Yuan Lingguang immediately came up to him: "That medicine is so interesting!"

   "What?" All He Lingchuan could think about was the battle at Ghost Needle Stone Forest.

   "Boss, you gave me the medicine a few days ago." Lingguang took out a glass bottle, which contained half a bottle of red liquid, "You got it from Dong Rui."

  How did he forget this? "What did you figure out?"

"There are at least ten medicines here, but I have been experimenting for several days, and the main medicine cannot be resolved. It does not belong to any medicine I know." Ling Guang said, "Just one drop can make the flowers and plants within an acre dead."

  He Lingchuan paid attention: "No way, is this highly poisonous?"

  He could see clearly that Dong Rui took out the glass bottle to save the ghost ape.

   Could it be that it is too seriously injured and is going to be euthanized?

   No, not possible.

   "Later, I divided one drop into ten parts and gave one part to pigs and horses. There was no exception. After eating it, I twitched twice and fell to the ground dead. It was very simple."

  He Lingchuan yawned, unable to hide his disappointment: "That's serious poison. See blood type or food type? Can it be applied on weapons?"

   "Hey, listen to me." As a future super alchemist, Ling Guang never gave up as easily as he did, "I tried to dilute it little by little, and finally found that when it was diluted a hundred times—"

  It instructed He Lingchuan to pick up a large bucket of water in the corner, followed it out of the tent, out of the camp, and stopped at the edge of the bushes.

  The monkey squatted down and poked a hole in the ground, put a round seed in it, and then covered it with soil.

  The seeds are brown and slightly larger than soybeans.

   "What kind of plant is this?"

   "Sycamore, that is, the seeds of the sycamore." Ling Guang pointed to the small soil bag, "Water."

  This short melon-like monkey also made him work? Who is the owner?

  He Lingchuan rolled his eyes, and evenly poured the water in the bucket on the newly planted phoenix trees.

   Just a few breaths later, the ground moved.

  Ling Guang hurriedly grabbed him and retreated three feet away.

  A green thing burst out of the ground and grew rapidly.

  He Lingchuan just saw clearly that this is a young shoot, and it has already jumped up two feet, five feet, ten feet...

  The branches and leaves are also scrambling to emerge.

  He Lingchuan's angle of view when looking at it changed from looking down to looking up, and then to looking up—

   In just half a stick of incense, it has grown into a big tree more than five feet high (16 meters)!

  He Lingchuan stared at it intently, and asked the monkey: "You call this Wutong?"

   He recognizes the phoenix tree. The shape of the trunk and branches of the tree in front of him does look the same as the phoenix tree, but it is not the same at all:

Too much.

   There is also a big sycamore tree planted in the old house in Heishui City. The trunk is straight, the bark is green, and the canopy pavilion is on the top.

  But the tree in front of the two of them has branches growing on the trunk, and the ends of the branches become fat and look like a trunk, and then grow branches...

   But its leaves grow in the same way.

  Growing in this order, the whole tree abruptly turned into an irregular bush, and the volume continued to expand horizontally.

   What's even more frightening is that the color of its branches changed from greenish green at the beginning to light blue, and the outermost layer even turned brownish red.

  The leaves are half green, half golden, and half pure black.

  Pure black leaves, this is the first time He Lingchuan has seen at such a young age, except for those struck by lightning and burned by fire.

   Such a tree has no beauty at all.

  He Lingchuan looked up at it, and felt that it was like seventeen or eight plane trees grafted together and kneaded together, weird and twisted.

   No wonder Lingguang wanted to take it out of the camp to cultivate, otherwise He Lingchuan's tent would be destroyed in two breaths.

  Of course, the movement here also attracted the soldiers in the battalion. Everyone took a closer look and pointed.

  He Lingchuan had to order them to retreat, because although this weird tree ball slowed down, it was actually still growing, from five feet to seven feet, and then ten feet...

  Growing taller and fatter, it overstepped the edge of the jungle and crushed half a dozen tents.

  The entire canopy was wriggling, as if some monster was hidden inside.

   In fact, this is simply because the branches and leaves grow too fast.

  The soldiers in the tent climbed out to see the spectacle.

  He Chunhua and generals at all levels, including Wu Shaoyi and others were also alarmed and rushed over one after another.

  Even the Xunzhou military camp on the other side of the Han River also noticed the change here, and the number of torches in the camp suddenly increased. People probably thought that the Yuan army was going to fix some moths here.

  He Chunhua separated from the crowd and walked in, saw the eldest son at a glance, and secretly said, "So it is."

  Except for his son, who could organize such a big battle on the first night of arriving at the front line?

   "Chuan'er, what's going on here?"

   "Lingguang and I are experimenting with new medicine." He Lingchuan scratched his head, "It's the medicine I got from Dong Rui."

  Dong Rui's potion? He Chunhua understood, what kind of fun could that puppet master make?

   "How will this end?"

  He Lingchuan looked at Ling Guang, who spread his claws: "Squeak?"

  Being dumb at this time? He Lingchuan said unhappily: "I can only wait, I think the effect of the medicine is coming to an end."

   At this time, Zhao Pan also rushed over after hearing the news, looking up at the giant sycamore tree. "What! Could it be that Xun people made it?"

  As the commander, he immediately connected the strange incident in the battalion with the enemy on the other side, and quickly ordered a vigilance.

  Just as He Chunhua explained a few words to him, Zhao Pan saw a dark figure moving to the side of the tree, stretching out his head to gnaw leaves.

   This is a bull.

  It was also attracted by the giant sycamore tree, and couldn't control its mouth when it saw the green leaves.

   "No, don't eat it!" Zhao Pan rushed forward and pushed its head away, regardless of his identity.

   It was too late, the bull had already gnawed into several leaves, chewing non-stop.

  (end of this chapter)