Nai Luotian said again: "I have calculated your fate, and there is no bad omen."
He Chunhua secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Nailuo was really good at people's hearts and knew exactly what he cared about most at the moment.
"As for He Lingchuan——"
He Chunhua pricked up his ears.
"His fate is still a little vague, but generally it will be a pattern of misfortunes first and blessings later, which is in line with our expectations." Nai Luotian said lightly, "The fate of the descended body is entangled with the gods, so it is difficult to calculate."
He Chunhua seemed to understand but didn't understand: "The first misfortune refers to the disaster coming from God?"
"That's right." The arrival of the gods was of course a catastrophe for Pi Nang.
"What about Houfu?"
Does Houfu refer to the success of Narakuten?
After all, both blessings and disasters are for the body of "He Lingchuan". From his own perspective, the pain, unknown and involuntary pain caused by the arrival of the gods are definitely disasters; but after the arrival of the gods, the improvement of this body
Can it be called a blessing? Maybe they succeeded in seizing the Dafang Pot and leaving the Panlong Ruins?
Or maybe, this blessing also means that they have finished their trip to the Panlong Desert and have smooth sailing from now on?
He Chunhua was confused and had another concern:
Could Nai Luotian be lying to him? It indicates that He Lingchuan will have good luck in the future, so he should just rest assured and pray to God?
But how could "divine descending" be a blessing to Chuan'er?
Before Nai Luotian could answer, there was a sudden noise outside.
At this time, it was not clear in the east, but He Chunhua heard chaotic footsteps outside the inn, and someone screamed "Help".
He had just left the front line and was extremely sensitive to the sound of fighting. He rushed to the window in two steps to reach out, and then he remembered that he was still communicating with the gods.
As soon as I turned my head, the incense on the table went out, and the gray smoke in the air also dispersed.
Nai Luotian has left.
He Chunhua then opened the window and looked outside:
Fire shot into the sky.
He has lived in Blackwater City for almost twenty years. At a casual glance, he knew that the location of the fire was the government office and the armory, and his heart suddenly thumped:
Oops.
Who will attack these two locations first? Either rebels or foreign enemies!
Blackwater City is located in the west, and domestic rebels will not attack here, so the only possibility -
Alas, it seems that the eldest son’s reminder at night is not unreasonable.
He Chunhua quickly dressed and ran to knock on the door of his eldest son's house: "Chuan'er!"
After knocking several times, He Lingchuan didn't answer.
He Chunhua simply broke the door latch and pushed the door in.
The room was empty.
Where are people?
He was startled when he heard his eldest son's voice coming from behind: "Dad, something happened outside!"
He turned around and saw that his son was neatly dressed and his hair was meticulous. He couldn't help but ask, "Where have you been?"
"Qiu Hu and I caught some grasshopper frogs and are roasting them in the backyard." He Lingchuan stretched out his left hand and grabbed a few bamboo sticks. The fat grasshoppers and long-legged frogs skewered on them still smelled of burning.
Qiu Hu also appeared not far away.
In fact, when He Chunhua was alone behind closed doors, He Lingchuan did not want to get too close to him, whether sleeping or doing other things.
He was not sure whether this cheap dad would do something secretly and summon Nai Luotian to the world when he was not prepared.
As long as He Lingchuan is not around, this ceremony cannot be held.
The situation was urgent now, and He Chunhua didn't notice this abnormality. He just said: "Follow me to find Governor Hu!"
The disciples of Rongshan gathered quickly, and He Chunhua's personal soldiers also rushed over. More than a hundred people gathered together and rushed to the official office. He Lingchuan did not hide his clumsiness and reminded: "Send someone to protect the north gate."
He Chunhua was stunned.
Yes, he had analyzed it himself before and concluded that the intruder must be a foreign enemy.
No matter how much trouble the other side makes, as long as the north gate of the city is guarded, the turmoil in the city will calm down sooner or later.
"Zhao Qinghe!"
When Zhao Qinghe heard the news, he came out and led fifty people to the north gate.
At this time, He Chunhua rushed to the official office and saw the officials and soldiers running around like headless flies. The only figure of Governor Hu was nowhere to be seen.
He grabbed a small official and asked, "Where is Commander Hu?"
He Chunhua had been a county guard in Blackwater City for many years, and this clerk was originally his subordinate. When he saw the old leader, he immediately calmed down and said, "No, Commander Hu, he's not here!"
He Chunhua frowned and raised his chin to the soldier: "Go to the Hu family to find him!"
The soldiers left in response, but within a hundred meters, an official rushed over, his face turned pale: "Congratulations, Sir! Governor Hu was beheaded at home!"
Less than three hours after leaving the restaurant, Sheriff Hu disappeared? He Chunhua's heart tightened: "Who did this?"
"His family members identified a few strong men who climbed over the wall and killed him with two stabs!"
He Chunhua immediately took out the token from his arms and shouted in a loud voice: "I will take over the affairs of Blackwater City for the time being. Where are the patrol guards?"
The fire in the official office behind the crowd has not been extinguished.
But He Chunhua has been an official here for more than ten years, and everyone from officials to neighbors recognizes him. He shouted three times in a row, and people's panic was greatly reduced, and they began to obey orders.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, the chaotic situation was greatly improved. The leader of the city defense army also came to report and welcomed He Chunhua, an old superior, to return to power. He Chunhua also issued a wanted order on the spot for the murderer who attacked Governor Hu.
But there was no relief on his face.
The other party ran to Blackwater City and set fire to and killed people. It couldn't be just a whim, right?
At this moment, a rapid bell rang in the north:
"Dang-dang-dang!"
The panic in the city that had finally subsided has risen again, because in this important border town, this kind of bell has only one meaning:
Foreign enemy invades!
The bells of Blackwater City have not rang for almost ten years.
He Chunhua immediately led people to the north gate.
The area of Heishui City is less than half the size of Shihuan City, the companion capital. It takes less than a quarter of an hour to run from the official office to the north gate.
The city battlements came into view, and shouts started coming from the front. When everyone looked closely, it was He Chunhua's personal soldiers who rushed into the residential area chasing a few men.
All the way there was a lot of excitement and excitement.
He Lingchuan saw at a glance that the man being chased looked familiar.
"Qiu Hu, stay alive."
Qiu Hu nodded, hooked his fingers, and the three Rongshan disciples followed closely, all passing through the fork in the road.
He Chunhua walked more than a hundred steps to the north gate, where there was chaos again:
The city gate was closed, but it was banged loudly.
Dozens of He Chunhua's soldiers pressed hard against the back of the door to prevent the door latch from losing its strength.
The remaining dozen people stood on the city gate with the city defense troops who had just arrived, shooting arrows downwards.
The foreign enemy has already arrived at the city? So fast!
Zhao Qinghe strode forward to greet them: "Sir, those thieves took advantage of the chaos and came to attack the city gate guards. They wanted to open the city gate, but we came to stop them."
After saying that, he pointed toward the city gate tower, and everyone saw more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, including those of guards and thieves.
There are also spots of fresh blood on the wall, which shows that the fighting here just now was quite fierce.
"The remaining seven or eight people fled to the market."
He Chunhua was secretly shocked. If Zhao Qinghe hadn't arrived in time, the gates of Blackwater City would have been wide open at this moment, allowing the enemy troops to march straight in.