The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 112 Tang Buqi

Zhao Changhe rode his horse back to Yangzhou City in a trance.

The matter of transforming the meridians was too important to him, so that his mind was a bit more chaotic than usual, and he was distracted all the way. It wasn't until he returned to the city that the hustle and bustle of the city came to his ears, and he woke up. He secretly criticized himself, but he was still not calm enough.

So don't laugh at how stupid it is for others to believe in cults and flickers. It's nothing more than whether you have touched what you care most about.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you can know that even Cui Wenjing, who is extremely powerful, thinks something that cannot be changed, and Tang Wanzhuang, who has mastered the country's martial arts resources, also avoids talking about it. Easily solved? Even if it is possible, the price is basically unbearable.

Either they really have some treasures, but you have to be a dog to let you use this resource. This possibility is low; the higher possibility is pure deceit. When you ask for something, you will naturally be rejected Slowly prying the heart defense, sliding into the abyss step by step, unable to struggle anymore.

Last night, I overheard Wan Dongliu talking with Mr. Gui, and he mentioned the control of secret techniques. Combined with what he said today, "someone will come to teach the law", it is basically the same. It is a celestial girl who will accompany you to preach and give the liquid... If you want something, you will naturally not forcefully refuse it.

Then this kind of dual-repair and supplementary secret technique mostly has the effect of soul control, or there is a way to make you extremely obsessed with it, most of it is this kind of routine.

Zhao Changhe smiled self-deprecatingly, it seems that he still has some value...

While he was thinking about it, there was a sudden shout from the upper right: "The rider under the bridge is the bloodthirsty Asura Zhao Changhe?"

Zhao Changhe turned his head and looked, but it was a restaurant. There were no walls, doors and windows upstairs, it was an open hall for guests to drink and enjoy the scenery. A young man stepped on the railing and looked down sideways, as if disdainful.

Wan Dongliu ran up behind the young man, pulling him anxiously: "Brother Tang, kindness makes money..."

It seemed that Wan Dongliu invited this man to dinner, but when he saw him walking under the bridge of Zhao Changhe, he went crazy and came to provoke him.

Zhao Changhe said indifferently: "It's Zhao Changhe, but it's not Shura. Your Excellency?"

The young man proudly said: "Gusu Tang is not a weapon."

"Understood." Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "Twenty-four years old, one hundred and two Qianlong, you should learn more from your sister, don't come out to drink flower wine."

"Sister?" The young man choked for a moment, then said dumbly, "Tang Shouzuo is my next cousin."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhao Changhe almost choked on his own saliva, and it was Cui Yuanyang who flashed inexplicably in his mind, wondering why she didn't have an older generation, it would be fun if a bunch of white-bearded grandpas called her aunt . Well, maybe there is, I just haven't seen it.

The thought of going offline flashed by, and he said with a joke: "Little nephew, be good, Yangzhou is a place for adults to play, go back and drink milk."

Tang Buqi was furious: "Rebels, dare to speak nonsense! Look at the sword!"

A pool of spring water fell from the sky and went straight to Zhao Changhe on the horse.

The railing upstairs was crowded with people, and pedestrians around stopped and looked up.

This is the battle of heroes in the hidden dragon list! rare!

"Brother Wan." Someone in the restaurant said, "Why does Mr. Tang's sword look so slow, can I dodge it?"

Wan Dongliu smiled and sipped his wine, but did not answer.

In fact, there is no need to answer, because this person didn't finish his sentence, the sparrow on Zhao Changhe's back suddenly got out of its sheath, and fell on the side of Tang Buqi's sword road. He looked a few inches away, but suddenly let out a golden and iron cry crisp sound.

When he looked closely, the saber and the sword clearly hit the right one, just like Tang Buqi turned his sword temporarily and gave it to Zhao Changhe to chop.

There was an instant uproar in the restaurant.

Few people can understand the battle between the mere four levels of the entrance!

Tang Buqi couldn't bear it in mid-air, so he flew back upside down and landed steadily on the railing of the restaurant. He stared sharply at Zhao Changhe below, the disdain in his eyes disappeared, and he was extremely dignified.

This person can really see through the Chunshui swordsmanship at a glance... I don't know if his sword movement is an illusion, but why does it also have a little bit of Tang family's intention?

The person who asked Wan Dongliu how slow the sword looked was already dumb, knowing that if he received the sword himself, there might already be a blood hole in his throat. He looked at Tang Buqi's back in awe, and asked Wan Dongliu in a low voice, "Brother Wan, how do you explain this sword and slash?"

Wan Dongliu said with a smile: "The spring water swordsmanship is unfathomable, and it really shows you the way. You are also among the ranks of potential dragons. What's more, brother Tang's sword has its own style, and it has everyone's style. It would be very embarrassing for me to pick it up."

Tang Buqi heard it, turned around and nodded slightly, indicating that he would accept this handful.

After all, he was forced to retreat with a knife on the scene, and everyone knew that he was at a disadvantage. Wan Dongliu's words made him lose face.

Wan Dongliu said again: "Brother Zhao's saber is worthless, pointing directly at the essence. This is the fighting acumen obtained from the bloody fighting in the rivers and lakes. It is beyond the comparison of ordinary people. You and I can't handle it like this. What's more valuable is that Brother Zhao seems to have glimpsed the way of combining toughness and softness. In my opinion, this potential dragon is eighty-eight low, and he has to be ranked higher."

Zhao Changhe looked up at him, and smiled to show his appreciation.

Help me pretend not to... Otherwise, I don't want to hurt Tang Wanzhuang's nephew. I can't see how powerful this knife is, and I can't pretend to be forced. Isn't it nice to have a passerby explaining it...

Although I don't know if the last sentence of this guy reminds others that Zhao Changhe is not as malicious as before, it is not easy to judge.

Zhao Changhe turned his mind away, and rode away with a big smile on his face: "Little nephew, this sword is not bad, it still needs to be polished."

Tang Buqi yelled angrily: "Let me hear you insulting my parents and seniors again, you and I will never stop!"

Dare to love because I wooed his aunt a few times before, this kid came to trouble for the dignity of the elders... Your aunt doesn't care, you are so entangled... But this reason is okay, Zhao Changhe waved his hand indifferently , Leisurely rode across the bridge, and disappeared into the streets in the blink of an eye.

It turned out that I still overestimated these young masters. Not long after I left, a middle-aged man stopped at the end of the street: "The former wanted criminal, rode a horse through the downtown area, and fought with a knife... Your Excellency will go back to Zhenmagic with us." Let's go."

"..." This Tang Buqi didn't bother on the surface, but secretly ordered the town magician to arrest people. What kind of urban novel is this threaded into? Zhao Changhe was speechless.

Originally, I planned to talk to Zhenmagic about the situation, but I couldn't openly ask Zhenmagic where he was going, so I couldn't implement it, and it seemed that I didn't need to implement it this time.

"Lao Tzu's arrest warrant has been revoked, and his status is the same as that of ordinary people. If I fight with a knife and I want to be arrested, then what is Tang not provoking with a sword? Is Zhenmagic the imperial court's Zhenmagic, or Tang The town magician at home?"

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed. He looked around at the passers-by in the distance, and could only say: "The revocation of your arrest warrant is the first one to give the Cui family face. It does not mean that you have been pardoned. What's more, your background is a bandit. Why did you enter the city? Our responsibility Where it is, you should always ask clearly."

"When I entered the city, one was Yangzhou Fengyue, and the other was a person from Jiangnan." Zhao Changhe reined in and changed lanes, not bothering to pay attention: "Now I have seen them all. The wind and the moon are lovely, and the characters are average."

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly, and suddenly transmitted the voice into the secret: "Maitreya teaches spiritual illusion, which will make you think that he is a close and reliable person. Be careful and don't trust him."

Zhao Changhe was startled, with an expression of displeasure still on his face, and rode away.

It turned out that this was Tang Wanzhuang's true confidant, he probably knew his identity as a "secret agent", and he also wanted to communicate with him, but he didn't have a chance, but he could come to see him in a fair manner after complying with Mr. Tang's request.

This city... It seems that everyone is very tired from life, whether they are righteous or evil, they are all acting.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, making everyone breathless.

But Yue Hongling followed Zhao Changhe all the way into the city, and when Zhao Changhe was entangled by Tang Buqi, she didn't want Wan Dongliu and others to find out that she followed her, so she pondered for a while and went to Xiaoxiang Hall first.

After a little investigation, I soon found a few women who had a strong atmosphere of Maitreya's teachings, and they were changing their clothes happily.

One of them was particularly tall and handsome, with slightly groomed features and a heroic spirit. The old bustards put on her red warrior outfit with a smile on her face, tied her ponytail up, and straightened her skirt: "Look at this, isn't she the real Yue Hongling?"

Guessing that this was the so-called Nianhua Tiannv, Yue Hongling had to admit that she really looked alike.

Nianhua Tiannv said: "The main thing is that heroic spirit is a bit difficult to learn, we are not that type... Besides, if we really get along with him, what kind of posture should we have, this can't be hidden."

"It doesn't matter. At this moment, his heart is all about the meridians. With the woman he has a crush on comforting and preaching, he will only sink in and take it seriously. Besides, he doesn't know what Yue Hongling looks like on the bed. You are just a monster. That's because I like him."

Yue Hongling: "..."

Is it tolerable or unbearable, you are not only trying to pretend, you are even really planning to make Zhao Changhe think that he is having fun with Yue Hongling!

Nianhua Tiannv sorted it out, took a look in the mirror, and said with a smile: "It's really quite similar, even I can't tell the difference."

Everyone laughed: "What's more, how much does he really know about Yue Hongling? Once the secret technique is used, with a little guidance, he can't tell the difference. It is said that Tang Buqi stopped him at the bridge and started fighting. You might as well go to his room." Wait, as soon as the door is opened, the girl you have a crush on is sitting there, and the young man's heart is probably going to melt."

A group of people smiled and sent Nianhua Tiannv to Zhao Changhe's room, and then scattered and retreated.

Nianhua Tiannv gesticulated a few poses in the room, looking for Yue Hongling's feeling, suddenly a blur appeared in front of her eyes, and there seemed to be another Yue Hongling in the mirror.

She turned her head to look in horror, her eyes suddenly went dark, and she lost consciousness.

Zhao Changhe returned to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion full of thoughts, and pushed open the door of his room.

Yue Hongling sat at the table and poured himself a drink. When he saw him enter, he smiled slightly: "You're back?"

Grass, send this illusion thief like it! Zhao Changhe's heart jumped wildly, this nima is too much like Yue Hongling!

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PS: Add ~12 o'clock tonight.