The Book of Troubled Times

The blind man disappeared, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, and the moon and stars were sparse outside the window.

It's still night...

Maybe I went to bed too early, everyone fell asleep by themselves during the dinner, and I don't know what time it is.

After a general feeling of the state of the body, it still hurts, but basically it doesn't affect getting out of bed and walking... The medicine of the Four Elephants Sect has indeed begun to become unreal...

Of course, it has a lot to do with the success of the Blood Asura Body. Although the Blood Asura Body is not defensive, at least it is thicker than normal.

It is indeed necessary to raise the Blood Shura Body further...

I have leapfrogged battles many times, or I can say that I have won all the battles at the same level. In addition to the comprehension of sword skills, it has a great relationship with the blood Shura body. After all, the strength is stronger than that of the same level, which is the basis for display.

Judging from the battle situation this time, the corpse demon's invulnerability can roughly be regarded as a special physique. If the world changes drastically in the future, and everyone has a variety of special physiques, I will not be able to pick this one, and I will lose my advantage.

On the contrary, the disadvantages should be highlighted - after all, my meridians are still slightly weaker than ordinary people. I have solved this problem to the extent that I can properly practice the first secret storehouse. What's next? It should be insufficient.

The meaning of the blind man is very clear, no matter how the situation in the world changes, it is not that you alone can play a big role. The most important thing for him is to improve his own practice.

In fact, it was only the first month that Zhao Changhe opened the first level of secrets. He entered the list in early February, and it has only been a month and a half. Coming to this stage is no different from the small stage of one or two levels of the entrance, there is nothing to stop...

The vision is different.

Now that there is a secret-level skill of the blood evil art, and the next step to upgrade the blood Shura body, it is indeed possible to go straight to the double secret. Including the star spirit needed for sword casting, it should also be able to open the way at this stage.

If there is a serious separation between this world and the previous era, then the steps connecting the two are various secret realms, among which there are ethnic groups like the ancient spirit clan, which contain a lot of things suitable for exploration at this stage.

There may be many such ethnic groups, such as the Sea Clan, but the one with the deepest connection is the Ancient Spirit Clan...you really should go for a walk.

But I always feel that the world is changing drastically. At this time, I don’t know how many months it will take to run to a large-scale dungeon without seeing the outside world. Is it suitable...

Zhao Changhe lingered for a moment, then walked to the window.

Suddenly stunned, under the moonlight, there was a bottle of medicine on the windowsill table, and there was actually a bowl of medicine soup.

Zhao Changhe picked up the medicinal soup and smelled it, and took a sip. The medicinal soup was warm.

This dispensing... heavy evening makeup style. Her medical science and pharmacology were all taught by her, and she recognized it immediately after taking a sip.

A scene appeared in Zhao Changhe's mind. Tang Wanzhuang finished socializing and hurriedly hid in the house to make medicine with his own hands. At night, he secretly brought it over and entered through the window.

Then he looked at him in his sleep, without disturbing him, carefully put the medicine aside, looked back again, and left gently.

Just making up such a picture in the brain can make people feel soft.

Zhao Changhe thought for a while, drank the medicine in one gulp, pushed the door and went out, intending to talk to Tang Wanzhuang.

Whether to talk about follow-up ideas or love, I don't know at the moment.

In fact, he could go a little deeper.

Tang Wanzhuang not only boiled the medicine with his own hands, but also stood in the room under the moonlight and quietly watched his sleeping state for half an hour.

Before leaving, he touched his face... Then he closed his hands like an electric shock, and quickly left through the window.

If Zhao Changhe knew about such a scene, he would probably feel like he was going to float when he walked...

Only after walking out did he realize that he had no idea which courtyard Tang Wanzhuang lived in.

This is the former Kuaiji prefect's mansion, and later the Maitreya leader's mansion. After Tang Buqi settled in, it was obviously cleaned up. Now there are no servants in the mansion. Ying Wu, Cui Yang and others live on their own, and they don't need servants and guards. , As a result, if you want to find someone to ask questions, you will not be able to find it for a while.

Let go of your five senses and listen carefully. There are still noises in the city. Tang Buqi directs the finishing work and cleans up the Maitreya remnants in the city.

It's really not easy, buddy... I don't know if I'm back to rest now.

Zhao Changhe sighed, and with a flash, he went straight to the main courtyard.

As for Tang Buqi's aunt, she must have arranged for her aunt to live in the main house, so there is no need to ask.

Zhao Changhe arrived at the main courtyard of the back house lightly, but there were still no servants. The moonlight sprinkled in the courtyard like water, and a stone table was glowing with a quiet light, and there were residual tea on it that had not been cleaned.

Running to Kuaiji to fight a decisive battle, Baoqin is obviously not there, imagining the scene of Tang Wanzhuang drinking tea alone in the courtyard and sighing softly at the moon, Zhao Changhe felt more itchy, and gently knocked on the door.

She must have not slept, the medicinal soup just now was still warm, obviously she just came back not long ago.

There was a knock on the door, and there was the rustling sound of getting dressed inside, and the door opened with a "squeak".

Zhao Changhe's smile froze on his face.

Tang Buqi's big face appeared in front of him, with sleepy dark circles under his eyes, and he asked helplessly, "It's the middle of the night, why are you looking for me?"

Damn, your main house is actually used by yourself, I can't think of it, this thick-browed and big-eyed person, you are filial...

Zhao Changhe coughed twice: "I was recuperating and lethargic before, and when I woke up, I was in a dark state. You are the chief general. Of course, I want to talk to you about everything. Uh, I thought you have advanced in practice, so you don't need to sleep very much. Didn't you bother me?"

Tang Buqi sighed: "I just went to bed and got ready to rest...it's nothing, just chat."

As he said that, he went to the stone table to make tea first: "This is also where Master Yuancheng came to drink tea just now, and I didn't even have the energy to clean it up."

"Ahem." Zhao Changhe sat on the side, opened his wine gourd: "Don't boil the water, drink some wine?"

Tang Buqi smiled and said, "That's right, I forgot that you are not as interested in tea as in wine."

In fact, Zhao Changhe is also interested in tea now, but he just didn't want to waste the time of boiling water, so he withdrew after talking casually...

He poured wine for Tang Buqi nonchalantly, and sighed, "Unexpectedly, now you have become a famous general of the Great Xia..."

Tang Buqi said: "It's not a famous general. To be honest, I can't show my level by fighting the Maitreya Sect. If I really fight with the Wang family one day, I will probably be able to prove my quality."

"I feel that Wang Zhaoling can't beat you, at least he doesn't have your battle experience."

"There are a lot of people in the Wang family who have fought with barbarians." Tang Buqi didn't say this, but instead said: "Speaking of which, I was afraid of death at the beginning. Now I realize that commanding the battle is actually more suitable for me, after all, there are not many times when the commander-in-chief is required to charge the battle in person, and when it is really necessary, he is not timid."

"Because it's all a battle that I have planned and prepared for, so I know what's going on in my heart?"

"Almost..." Tang Buqi said with a smile: "Although deep down I still envy the chicness of the world... Ha, maybe I haven't been suitable for me from the beginning to the end. It's a stage prepared for people like you."

"No, aren't you very suitable for riding a horse leaning on a bridge and full of red sleeves? This is also chic in the world."

Tang Buqi squinted at him: "That's why you mess around everywhere?"

Zhao Changhe sipped his wine and didn't speak.

Tang Buqi was so sleepy that he said sleepily, "I'm too lazy to talk about you now, you just talk to me about these silly things in the middle of the night? What's the matter, hurry up if you want to talk, I'm going to sleep..."

Actually, I just want to ask you which room your aunt lives in. Can I ask now, will you draw your sword and stab me?

Zhao Changhe was searching to find a topic, when he heard Tang Wanzhuang's voice from outside the courtyard: "Why don't you two rest? Drinking here in the middle of the night? Do you still need your health?"

Looking back, Tang Wanzhuang came leisurely from outside, under the moonlight, she was as beautiful as a phantom.

Tang Buqi was about to complain that it wasn't that I didn't care about my health, that I just went to bed and closed my eyes after being tired all day, and that this fellow came here for no reason and made a lot of flattery, and I didn't know what he was doing...

In the end, before he could speak, Zhao Changhe said first: "I have a small injury, someone carefully prepared the medicine, and it is almost healed... I am bored at night, I went out for a walk, and I just chatted about the past, quite speculative... ..."

Tang Buqi: "..."

Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes turned a few times on the faces of the two of them, seeming to have a smile: "It doesn't matter that you have worked very hard today, let him rest first, and we can talk about what you guys have tomorrow. Come with me, let me take a look your injury."

Tang Buqi blurted out: "No, I'm in good spirits, aunt, why don't you be alone with him, why don't you drink some wine together?"

The dog and the man stared at him together, and said in unison: "What's the matter with the younger generation when the adults talk? Go sleep with you!"

Tang Buqi is inexplicably sad and indignant, you don't want to act anymore, right?