MTL - After the Fairy Disappeared-Chapter 7 leopard king

  Chapter 7 Leopard King

  Someone chased him to the local area some other day, but there was no proof—

  The first thought that popped into He Lingchuan's mind shocked him.

   This seems to be something that the original body can do casually, but for He Lingchuan, it is still very stressful.

  He pondered for a while: "Let Hongbai Road find a place to close it, and I will go back and report to my father."

  The thickest thigh he can hold is his own father, is there any difficulty? He is still a minor and cannot bear such a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

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   As a result, He Lingchuan was less than a hundred feet away from home, and He Lingchuan saw a member of the He family rushing towards him. The latter was in a hurry, and when he saw his eyes brighten, he hurried forward to salute:

   "Eldest young master, the master wants you to return home as soon as possible!"

   "Master" is naturally the governor of Qiansong County, He Chunhua.

  He Lingchuan took a big step and hurried to see his father.

  The He family is a mansion covering an area of ​​25 mu, converted into the unit that He Lingchuan is familiar with, it is more than 16,000 square meters. It is not big or small among the rich, but the architecture is unique, with black tiles and white walls, and the pavilions in the garden are exquisite and meticulous, which is completely different from the roughness of the local Heishui City.

  For example, the garden gate that He Lingchuan just walked through is built in the shape of a vase, and behind the gate is a 15-year-old wintersweet tree that is full of flowers every winter. At this time, looking from the Guanbao Pavilion in the corner of the garden, a little yellow plum blooms just at the mouth of the vase, with a graceful appearance, as if it really grows out of the vase!

   It is said that only those high-ranking families in the mainland pay special attention to this kind of charm, but He Chunhua likes it very much.

  Last year, a new craftsman cut off the branches of wintersweet without knowing it, and chopped off this beautiful scene with two knives.

  Besides, the materials for the white walls of He’s house are hard to find. The He family specially transported them from the hinterland of the Yuan Country, but the labor was more expensive than the materials. What's more, Heishui City will be favored by wind and sand for seven or eight months of the year, and the outer layers of the buildings are rustic. Would you paint a big white wall to attract dust?

  But He Chunhua wanted to do this. In order to prevent the white walls from turning into yellow walls, he specially added a magic circle around the house to prevent wind and sand erosion.

  Just looking at He Zhai's uniqueness, He Lingchuan also understands who he inherited from the original body.

  He walked through the courtyard, and unexpectedly saw the sheriff standing at the door of the miscellaneous store, followed by the loyal butler Lao Mo.

  The utility room is mainly used to store utensils and sundries. Only the servants come in and out, and the owner of the He Mansion usually doesn't come near it. But now He Chunhua is waving to his son: "Come quickly!"

  He Chunhua became the sheriff seven years ago, and he is only thirty-four years old, in his prime. When he stood there, he was still a tall and handsome man.

  Walking on the streets of Heishui City, the county guard can often attract big girls and young wives to turn their heads back frequently.

   Only when He Lingchuan walked up to him like He Lingchuan did he discover that his father's black hair had one or two strands of silver intermingled with it.

   These years, he has also been exhausted.

   "Dad, I have something to do..."

  He Chunhua waved his hand and interrupted him: "Come in, there is something for you to see."

   With a serious expression on his face, he led his son and Uncle Hao into the miscellaneous room. The butler, Lao Mo, closed the door with his backhand, and stood by the door to guard.

  The sky was bright, so He Lingchuan saw that the long table where the craftsmen usually piled up sundries had been cleared out, and a huge object was placed there.

This is…

   "Leopard King!" The boy lost his voice, but his father actually sent someone to bring it back?

  The one lying on the long table is not a dead leopard? But its size is as huge as a rhinoceros, and even if it lies down quietly, it still feels oppressive.

  The leopard demon who fell off the cliff with him is nothing compared to the one in front of him.

  How powerful a monster must this thing be when it is alive?

  The leopard carcass has black spots on a yellow background, and the fur is very exquisite. Unfortunately, several large holes have been opened, and the body is covered with blood.

  The leopard's hind legs have also been broken, and everyone can still smell a strong smell of blood, but there are no flies flying around.

  He Lingchuan noticed that the leopard carcass showed no signs of decay. Stretch out your hand and press it, the fur is soft.

  It is said that centipedes die but not stiff. This leopard king died for many days, but his body did not decay.

   Conversely, how hard can it kill its opponent?

   "How long has it been dead?"

   "It's almost forty days." He Chunhua lifted the leopard's front leg, which He Lingchuan and Uncle Hao could see. Its belly had been cut open, obviously an autopsy had been done.

   "Forty days ago?" He Lingchuan calculated, "Indeed, almost before I was attacked."

   That leopard demon was right, the Xishan leopard nest was really slaughtered.

"I have already sent someone to confirm that the Xishan Leopard Demon's lair has been taken over in one pot, from the Leopard King to the cubs less than two months old." He Chunhua paused, and continued, "During this period of time, the contacts Merchants have found Firefox many times in Xishan, and several times they have seen them lying in the sand nest basking in the sun, which is very pleasant."

  He Lingchuan said loudly: "Xishan is the territory of sand leopards, and Firefox will never be allowed to invade, unless something happens to them."

"That's right, so I sent people to go around the west mountain, and found thirty-four leopard corpses and more than ten human corpses near the leopard den. The traces of battle spread all over the two hills. Most of the dead were unarmed and of ordinary physique. Judging from the wounds, he was usually killed by one blow, so it should be a servant of the sand leopard. It took them another five days to bring the leopard body back to the city for autopsy for clues."

   It is not surprising that humans appear in the demon clan's lair. They are either food or servants, and they are basically looted civilians. Even monsters with enlightened wits like to enjoy themselves, and the delicacy and dexterity of human beings cannot be learned by other ethnology.

  Did so cleanly, He Lingchuan could only think of four words:

   Kill people (leopards) and kill them.

   "Father, why did the news of the Xishan Leopard's Nest being slaughtered come in? It's too slow!"

  He Chunhua is used to his complaints: "There have been more than ten days of sandstorms in the west of the Panlong Desert, and no one is easy to get close to."

  The Panlong Desert is usually a place where people cannibalize, and it is even more serious when a sandstorm arises. Even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you have to wait for it to finish blowing honestly.

  He Lingchuan rubbed his chin, secretly thinking that the Xishan Leopard Demon had secretly communicated with his own father for a song.

   This is not surprising. Heishui City guards the Red Cliff trade road, and has to deal with the bandits around it. The sand bandits who came and plundered were not only humans, but also monsters, and the Xishan Leopard Demon was just one of them.

  Qiansong County also knows that the Hongya trade road is a big piece of fat. As long as there is profit to drive, sand bandits will be taken from one nest to another, and they will grow faster than weeds. So He Chunhua beat and intimidated the large group of sand bandits within a radius of 200 miles while negotiating to win them over, that is, the so-called combination of grace and power. Over the years, they have actually gotten along well with each other, which belongs to tacit understanding.

  As for whether the two sides have a more complicated cooperation, He Chunhua didn't say, and the former He Lingchuan didn't ask.

  (end of this chapter)