The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 109 A Gathering of Heroes

   Originally, Zhao Changhe went to Jiangnan just to find something to do.

  His enemies are almost gone...

   The Blood God Sect doesn't know what to think now, so it has temporarily stopped, even offering rewards. This is a good thing. Zhao Changhe really doesn't really want to be enemies with them in his heart. There is no real grudge. Sun Jiaoxi still belongs to his teacher, and Xue Jiaozhu still...has so much fun.

  After the reward was coldly dealt with, Tingxuelou, who had been assassinated by the high reward and brought a lot of pressure to Zhao Changhe, also stopped moving. Zhao Changhe didn't know what the thinking of these assassin organizations was, would they retaliate because many people died because of the failure of the mission, maybe a big wave was brewing? In short, there is really no response at the moment.

  Because of escorting Yangyang, he offended some people on the Hebei Road. Those people belonged to the local gangsters and would not travel thousands of miles to hunt them down. What's more, there is a high probability of trembling under Cui Wenjing's revenge, and it is hard to protect themselves.

Because of the Cui family's internal affairs, he offended the people of Cui Wenjue's family, which resulted in being blocked when he left the Cui family. This matter has disappeared now. It is impossible for Cui Wenjing to let this kind of thing go on. After such a long time, those who should be cleaned up should be cleaned up early up.

   Well, the court's arrest warrant is gone, and I have become a secret agent of Zhenmasi.

   Looking back, Zhao Changhe was surprised to find that he didn't have the pressure of survival when he first came to this world. In fact, this is very normal. Who can have so many conflicts that are either vendetta or something all day long, without creating a halo of group ridicule. However, this made the natural bandits very uncomfortable, thinking that this would lose the environment for improving martial arts.

  Besides, since Cui Wenjing and Tang Wanzhuang couldn't improve their meridians, they had to find their own way.

  So I went south, there are always more exciting things in the huge rivers and lakes, waiting to be explored by myself.

   But this kind of walking is relatively confused, without a clear goal. It is said that they took the Maitreya religion as a goal to make troubles, but they didn't know where to start, so that they felt depressed all the way, and didn't know what they were going to do. It was almost turned into a social research.

  Unexpectedly, just after arriving in Yangzhou, he met Wan Dongliu who was inexplicably enthusiastic, who was suspected to be related to the Maitreya religion. This is the young master of the Cao Gang, the top snake in the local area. In Zhao Changhe's heart, he was extremely pleasantly surprised. The sleepiness along the way was instantly wiped away, all excitement was mobilized, and the blood rushed in his heart again.

  True, born a bandit, Zhao Changhe himself couldn't help but comment on himself like this.

  Wan Dongliu did not stay in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, nor did he take the fans with him, and went home alone.

   Not long after, a Gui Gong chased after him, and said in a low voice: "Master Wan, Zhao Changhe and Ru Yan entered the house, and quickly fell on the bed. Ru Yan scolded him for being anxious."

  Wan Dongliu smiled and said: "Bandit, I really expect him to be so elegant, and he can't play the piano and draw with Ruyan? It's normal."

  Grand Turtle also laughed: "It means that this person is actually very easy to win over."

  Wan Dongliu shook his head: "It is said that this person has a rebellious personality at the back of his head. It is not uncommon to win him over for a while, but then turn his face afterward. I am afraid that such a small matter cannot be won over."

  Gui Gongdao: "So the Buddhas also felt that it would be better if they could be controlled. This person has potential and should be included in the teaching."

Wan Dongliu said leisurely: "I'd suggest going to Buddha, so far it's pretty good. Ruyan is the kind of ordinary believer who hasn't practiced secret arts, so it's not a big problem. No matter whether you can win people's hearts or not, it's finally good. Yuan, it’s not a loss for a brothel top card to be given away for fun. It’s really hard to control, I’m afraid it will provoke rebellion, but it’s not beautiful...Think about the result of the blood evil skill controlling him.”

  Grand Turtle sneered: "We are not comparable to the trash of the Blood God Sect."

  Wan Dongliu smiled and said: "That's natural. Maitreya's supernatural powers are boundless, and the Buddha's Dharma is boundless. How can it be compared to a mere bloodthirsty evil god. Okay, I don't care about Zhao Changhe's affairs. Originally, I just met by chance, not my job."

  Grand Turtle lowered his voice: "The thing you did..."

  Wan Dongliu shook his head lightly: "It's not a place to talk about."

  Grand Turtle realized that this is the street, so it’s fine to talk about Zhao Changhe, the real big thing is that no matter how clean the night is, it’s not suitable to talk about it, so he said in a low voice: “Okay, Shangfo, wait for Master Wan’s feedback.”

  Grand Turtle returned in a hurry, Wan Dongliu walked a few steps slowly, suddenly gave a "chi" smile, started his light work and left quickly.

  Zhao Changhe, who was hiding on the roof in the distance, broke out in a cold sweat suddenly, and dared not follow any further.

  He didn't know whether Wan Dongliu was laughing at Mr. Gui, the Maitreya Sect, or his follower.

   If it's the latter, Wan Dongliu's strength is a bit unpredictable. Because of my eyesight in the back, my five senses have been strengthened far more than normal practitioners of the same level or even slightly advanced. This is the main reason why I was able to avoid assassination and seize the opportunity many times before. But if Wan Dongliu's five senses have surpassed his own cheat bonus, then what is his strength?

  But if this is the case, why do you have to laugh at the reminder? Is it just the disdain of the strong...

  If it is the former, what he is laughing at is actually the Maitreya Cult and this turtle... Does it mean that Wan Dongliu is a Maitreya Cultist on the surface, but actually has other plans? Then he is extra enthusiastic about himself, it seems that he has another deep meaning...

   Judging from the conversation he had with Mr. Gui just now, he really doesn't seem to have much malice towards him, at most he just doesn't think highly of him.

   On the contrary, this Xiaoxiang Pavilion is directly under the Maitreya Sect. No wonder I came here on horseback. This old bustard is very enthusiastic about soliciting customers... Just like the Wanhua Building in Jianhu City, it’s not that I am particularly handsome, these two bustards have a reason.

  Damn it, it's all actors.

  Zhao Changhe thought for a while, but quietly went back to the brothel and sneaked into Ruyan's side.

   Originally clicked on her Sleeping Point, so she didn't plan to hang around here anymore, but since Ruyan is an ordinary person, the problem is not big. Ordinary people, in front of martial arts, can't figure out how they are broken...

  He lay quietly beside him and practiced the Liuhe Divine Art. After running for a few weeks, there was a whine beside him, and Ruyan woke up.

  Zhao Changhe didn't get into deep concentration, so he quickly opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Beauty, are you awake?"

  Ru Yan shrank back into the bed in some horror. From the perspective of ordinary people, it was because this villain was too rough when he rushed forward, and he didn't know where he hit and knocked her out.

  There is no way to serve this kind of guest, don't be killed by him if it really happens.

   Sure enough, Zhao Changhe laughed and said: "You are too delicate, you will faint when you touch it, I am not having fun, come again?"

  Ru Yan was so frightened that she was half dead, she begged for mercy: "Master spared my family, I can use my mouth..."

   "That's a big deal!" Zhao Changhe's eyes widened: "It's better not to scratch the itch!"

  Ru Yan secretly said that this is actually more comfortable, this reckless man really doesn't understand. But he didn't dare to argue, and was a little shivering.

"Forget it." Zhao Changhe rolled over and got out of bed, and took the jug on the table: "Drink a few glasses with my master, if I really need to use my mouth, it's better to use your small mouth to tell stories. This is the first time for my grandfather to come to Jiangnan. I'm quite interested in the things here, women don't have that stuff on them, it's very boring."

  Ruyan was ecstatic in her heart. A vulgar gangster who doesn't understand the style is not good. Is it difficult to listen to stories? It's okay to talk to you all night!

  She briskly filled Zhao Changhe's wine glass, fearing that he would repent, and hurriedly asked, "What story do you want to hear, young master?"

   "Is there a twenty-four bridge in Yangzhou?"

  Ruyan was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes carefully glanced at Zhao Changhe, and she thought to herself, don’t you understand well, you know all the ancient poems, why don’t you know what your mouth is doing? Oh, by the way, the original poem doesn't mean that, it seems that he is dirty in the place of fireworks, Mr. Zhao definitely doesn't mean that.

  Thinking of this, he calmed down: "There is one, but I don't know if it's that one. Everyone thinks it is, and that's it."

  God knows that Mr. Zhao meant that, and he was very excited: "Oh, is there really one twenty-four bridge, not twenty-four?"

   "There is also a saying that the sum of the bridges in the city is the same, but now there are more than thirty or fifty bridges in the city. If you want to force it to say which twenty-four, no one can tell for a long time."

   "Hmm..." Zhao Changhe sipped his wine, nodded and said, "Go and see when you have time."

  The chatterbox was opened, Ruyan no longer panicked, and said with a smile: "My lord, do you know poetry?"

   "I don't understand, I went to the brothel before and listened to other girls singing."

   "..."

  Zhao Changhe seemed to be very casual and said: "Oh, by the way, the news of Brother Wan has not been updated in the book of troubled times for a long time. He used to be the fifth level of the entrance, and the seventyth level. Is he still the fifth level now?"

   "Ruyan doesn't know about this, Master Wan has seldom fought with people in the past two years, and no one in Yangzhou dares to provoke the Cao Gang."

   "There are no foreign dragons crossing the river? This is a place where water transportation gathers, so there are many foreign visitors."

   "There are indeed a lot of foreigners, but no one is so blind. In fact, besides the son, there are other famous people on the Qianlong list in Yangzhou recently."

  Zhao Changhe was taken aback for a moment: "Oh? Who else? I would like to meet if I have the chance."

  Ru Yan glanced at him, hesitated to speak.

   "What kind of virtue, tell anyone you know!"

   "There is Daoist Xuanchong of Taiyizong, and Mr. Tang Buqi of the Tang family in Gusu..."

   "Huh?" Zhao Changhe took a sip of his wine, looking forward to it: "It seems that I came at the right time, a gathering of talents, this is... what's there to hesitate about, I have no holiday with them."

  Ruyan paused for a moment, then continued with a strange expression: "There is also... Luoxia Mountain Villa Yue Hongling."

   "Pfft!" Zhao Changhe spat out the wine.

  (end of this chapter)