Chapter 1089 Old Scene in the Painting

The Soul-catching Mirror asked curiously, "Why are you laughing so happily?"

It rarely saw He Lingchuan laughing so happily.

"You don't understand! My chess game is alive!" He Lingchuan smiled, "I'm safe, my aunt and my second aunt are safe, and the archipelago is safe too."

Bejia would not give him money for nothing, the so-called "trade route" is probably just a cover.

Fu Shanyue was right, the Yangshan Islands have a superior geographical location, if Beijia can reach out here, then it will have a closer springboard to contact Yaguo!

The relationship between Yangshan Islands and the land is subtle, Qingguo and Bailie can't control it, it is a natural offshore center.

Fu Shanyue is stationed here, Beijia can build an intelligence base here.

The intelligence base in the rear of Mouguo.

But He Lingchuan is not afraid of this, Yangshan Islands are his, and he is firmly in control. If Beijia wants to get news and intelligence from here, he has to look at his eyes!

But thinking of this, He Lingchuan also understands who is the handicraft of this:

Shuangye Guoshi.

If he sent someone else to do this job in Yangshan Islands, He Lingchuan would definitely resist and be on guard, and might even try to drive the "envoy" back.

With the way He Lingchuan treated Yu Zecheng, this is not impossible.

But when Master Shuangye sent Prince Chiyan over, He Lingchuan could only welcome him, and warmly welcome him.

Master Shuangye is really a shrewd man.

After thinking this through, He Lingchuan finally let go of his long-suspenseful heart.

After dealing with Yu Zecheng, he also wrote a letter to Master Shuangye, with sincere words.

But Master Shuangye never replied.

In the past few months, Beijia has not taken any further action against him, Yangshan Islands, or the Crypt Spider Demon, and even the wanted order for Zhu Erniang's second place on the Heavenly Ranking has been cancelled, which shows that this great empire does not want to pursue it in the short term.

On the day when he knew that the wanted order for Zhu Erniang was revoked, he specially opened a few jars of old wine to celebrate.

The Islands and him are finally safe for the time being.

But he still doesn't know the attitude of Master Shuangye himself.

Strictly speaking, the main reason why He Lingchuan dared to attack Yu Zecheng's team and cook Beijia's monsters for Yu Zecheng, in addition to being in the rear of Mou State, was that he had a connection with Master Shuangye!

Beijia wanted to investigate him and find out his details, so he might have to involve Master Shuangye and touch the case of the immortal medicine again.

For his own sake, Master Shuangye would most likely choose to keep quiet.

In this matter, He Lingchuan used Master Shuangye. No matter how sincere he wrote the letter, it could not change this fact.

So, would Master Shuangye retaliate privately? He Lingchuan has been worried.

If it's not possible on the surface, can't it be done secretly?

He told Lu Qiuwei that Yu Zecheng could not represent Beijia, and Yu Zecheng's power was not equal to Beijia's power.

But Master Shuangye could!

Master Shuangye was the leader of the four great masters of Beijia, with a huge force and countless talents under him.

Yu Zecheng didn't even have the qualifications to carry his boots.

He Lingchuan felt a chill on his back when he thought of the possibility of revenge from Master Shuangye. No matter how many people there are on the Yangshan Islands now, they can't bring him a sense of security.

He is someone who knows Master Shuangye's methods. The other party is not only powerful, but also patient.

In order to defeat his old enemy Master Qingyang, Master Shuangye can hide Xi Yunhe for more than ten years, waiting for the right time to launch a fatal attack.

Even Master Qingyang can't escape his thoughts, how can He Lingchuan think that he can be spared?

Now, Master Shuangye finally responded:

He sent Fu Shanyue here.

No matter how many precautions Lingxu City gave Fu Shanyue, his arrival itself was a signal to He Lingchuan:

Master Shuangye was not angry, and he didn't intend to argue with him.

After understanding this, how could He Lingchuan not be happy?

Master Shuangye's tolerance was really unexpected. But the king's heart is like the sea, and he has other concerns, which He Lingchuan can't guess.

It can only be said that the results he obtained from Bega during the Hurricane Night Battle were better than expected.

The biggest hidden worry after the Yu Zecheng incident was gone, and he could act freely afterwards.

When he returned to his residence, he opened the painting box and was stunned.

The painting was two square feet, and the content was not the common mountains and rivers, but woodlands, swamps, and wild deer. The painting was excellent, and the wildness of the forest and swamps came to his face with just a few strokes.

But He Lingchuan always felt that the content of this scroll was a bit weird and a bit familiar.

The soul-catching mirror called out: "Look at the signature, look at the seal!"

Hearing the voice, He Lingchuan unfolded the scroll to the end, and there was no signature. There happened to be a maple tree painted there, and there was only a leaf falling where the signature should be, which was lifelike.

The seal did not engrave any words, but just a piece of blood red.

"Maple leaf, maple leaf..." He Lingchuan murmured, "Could it be Master Shuangye?"

The Soul Mirror was puzzled: "Isn't this the painting sent to you by Songyang Mansion?"

"Who is Li Qingge? Probably since the Nian Zanli incident, he has been in touch with Qiu Gong." The Li Qingge he knew would not miss such a good opportunity, "Master Shuangye can't give it himself, so he uses the name of Songyang Mansion."

Why did Master Shuangye send him a painting?

He Lingchuan carefully pondered, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the little man lying in the bushes was very gloomy.

This seemed to be a boy of five or six years old, with a big head and a small body. He turned his head and stared at the deer drinking water. Although he was young, he did not have the innocence and romance of ordinary children. Instead, He Lingchuan felt that it was particularly sinister.

What's even more strange is that He Lingchuan always feels that his figure and posture are a little familiar.

This place in the painting...

He suddenly blurted out: "Demon Nest Swamp?"

No wonder it looks familiar, this place really looks like Zhu Erniang's original residence. There are swamps everywhere, wild deer everywhere, maple trees everywhere, familiar buildings everywhere, and a corner of the Demon Nest exposed behind the bushes.

It's just that the trees beside the pit are young, which is very different from what he saw.

"Master Shuangye wants to tell me that he has seen through my origins?"

Zhu Erniang originally lived in the Demon Nest Swamp for a long time, so the person who reached an agreement with it to go to Lingxu City to retrieve the immortal molt for it must have also been to the Demon Nest Swamp.

This idea really makes people's backs cold.

Is Master Shuangye reminding him not to think that he can do whatever he wants just because he escaped a disaster?

The Soul Mirror asked him: "Then put this little ghost in the painting?"

What is the purpose of drawing a little man?

He Lingchuan shook his head in confusion.

Is it the intention of the mantis catching the cicada?

So who is the little deer and who is the villain in the eyes of Master Shuangye?

"Anyway, I finally got rid of this worry." He Lingchuan rubbed his hands, a little bit unable to hold back, "In at most one month, our team will be reorganized and trained. Then, we can start the next plan!"

Counting the newly joined Bailong warriors, the number of Yangshan Guards is now close to 6,000. This number is already very prominent among the small countries. If Bailie and Qingguo next door knew that he had so many troops, they would not be able to sleep well at night.

Moreover, the combat power of this army is increasing day by day, and it is completely different from when it was just formed nine months ago. There are even ready-made powerful warriors like Bailong people joining.

The hands of the island master He have become hard, and he has had enough of the busy but peaceful island life.

It's time to stir up the storm.

So what is the next plan? Soul Mirror asked tentatively: "Bailie?"

"Yes!" Isn't the fundamental reason why he worked hard to develop Yangshan to sit south and look north? Now, it's time to take Bailie into his pocket. "Yangshan's business is on the right track. Although the population, trade, and agriculture are progressing steadily, it is difficult to imagine another explosive growth like in the early days."

The Yangshan Islands are steadily improving, and others are jealous, but He Lingchuan thinks that this growth is too slow.

Especially the population.

Since the Yangshan Islands have been expanding and recruiting people, surrounding countries and forces have issued migration restrictions to prevent local populations from moving to Yangshan.

There are only 130,000 people in the Yangshan Islands so far, of which more than 40,000 are Bailong people.

The biggest headache for He Lingchuan is where to get more people.

Once Bailie is taken down, this problem will naturally be solved, and his strength will usher in another round of explosive growth.

He has been coveting Bailie, this big piece of fat meat, for a long time, and he is always thinking about how to swallow it.

The soul-catching mirror said, "Finally, it's time to take action? Are you a little too anxious?"

How long has this master been operating Yangshan? Less than two years.

"Yes!" He Lingchuan did not deny it.

His relationship with Lingshan and Mouguo is still in a state of being close and distant, commonly known as having friendship but not close. Now is not the best time to take action.

But the problem is, what is the "best time"?

The stronger the Yangshan Islands are, the more they will become a thorn in the eyes of others. Even if He Lingchuan still wants to keep a low profile, with such a powerful neighbor by his side, which neighboring country would not be wary?

Moreover, he has another calculation in his mind:

Over the past two thousand years, the frequent occurrence of the Emperor's Flowing Blood indicates that a great chaos is about to begin.

Dealing with Narakutian's clone, Lingshan, and the occasional news from Shi Nan always make him feel a sense of crisis and urgency, and make his desire for power more urgent.

Before the chaos comes, will he have time to prepare and accumulate enough strength?

Time is running out.

...

Early the next morning, Fu Shanyue urged He Lingchuan to take him to the Yinsha Land, impatient.

"Oh, what's the hurry?" He Lingchuan was negotiating with Fang Canran in Dinghu. The latter had just transported a batch of supplies from Platinum Island, including the spirit of the monster that Qiu Hu had been thinking about.

For the ancient monster spirit in him, this was a great tonic.

"Take me and Taozi to open our eyes!" As much as humans yearn for the paradise, Ba yearns for the evil land.

The fierce tiger Jiao Yu also followed, yawning and stretching on the ground.

It doesn't like evil spirits, it just comes to join in the fun.

He Lingchuan rubbed its big head, and it felt as good as always.

At this time, Fu Shanyue sniffed a few times and looked suspicious at Fang Canran: "Hey, the smell on you smells a little familiar. Where have we met?"