The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 132 The river is flowing, unstoppable

   This kind of challenge in the street attracts the attention of all the people. It is the most upright and straightforward. It is basically impossible for the parties concerned to avoid it without fighting. Anyone who avoids fighting under such circumstances should really stop messing around in the rivers and lakes in the future. Being chattered for a lifetime is worse than leader Xue.

  Although this is the most passionate way of martial arts, every martial artist appreciates it very much. It was this way when Cui Yuanyong went to Beimang to challenge Yue Hongling, and Yue Hongling always praised it.

  But after all, people in the world are so sophisticated. Generally speaking, as long as the two parties are familiar with each other, they will not choose such a way of retreat.

  Wan Dongliu and Zhao Changhe are quite acquainted. They have invited guests, made a fuss, and faced the provocations of the barbarians together. The Xiaoxiang Pavilion where Zhao Changhe lived was still run by the Cao Gang, and now he has confiscated not a penny of copper, and the horses are fed with good fodder, and the top card is free whoring.

  Not to mention passers-by on Changjie, Xuanchong and Tang Buqi are scratching their heads at this moment, very incomprehensible.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wan Dongliu really couldn't refuse, so he jumped down from the upstairs very briskly, cupped his fists and said: "I didn't expect Brother Zhao to think highly of my younger brother so much, so I would be disrespectful. It is also my younger brother's choice to fight a hero like Brother Zhao." willing."

  Zhao Changhe also cupped his hands to signal, and said with a smile, "Farewell, Brother Wan is twenty-three, he is older than me, and I will lose my life if I call myself a younger brother."

   You called Sister Yue Hongling and didn’t see you shorten your life... Wan Dongliu muttered in his heart, feeling that Zhao Changhe’s attitude wasn’t too bad, what the **** was he doing?

   Then he asked: "Brother Zhao wants to compete with me in martial arts, so you can invite him in private, why should you do that?"

  Zhao Changhe said with a smile: "Since I went to Yangzhou, I've always been in the play. Other people's and my own are repeated over and over again, which is quite tasteless. Why don't you hurry up?"

  Wan Dongliu frowned: "Brother Zhao, why do I not understand what you said?"

   "The Maitreya Sect is quite good at bewitching the suffering people. Most of the Cao Gang are hardworking and hard to resist. They have been infiltrated into a mess. Brother Wan must be very uncomfortable?"

  Wan Dongliu said lightly: "Not bad."

"So I pretended to be false, as if I also believed in that set, but I was always looking for good opportunities... For example, I plotted to assassinate the magistrate, and fell into the Maitreya sect. Then the court thundered, and the Maitreya sect collapsed thousands of miles. Brother Wan took advantage of this situation to cleanse the gang. After reorganizing the Cao Gang, Yangzhou has no opponents since then, and the Cao Gang is the only one, but it still makes the court feel that it can rely on it...It’s really hard to say who will own Yangzhou in the future."

  The onlookers were quite far apart, but they couldn't hear the conversation here, and the expressions of Xuanchong and Tang Buqi upstairs changed.

  This inference is indeed reasonable. The real murderer must have his own purpose, and it is not purely a gift for Zhenmensi. It seems that Cao Gang has benefited the most this time, and Wan Dongliu has enough motivation.

  Even, Wan Dongliu is more familiar with the magistrate’s work, rest and deeds than others—the Cao Gang has always been in close contact with the government. Didn’t the prefect participate in his banquet...

  But we can’t just rely on inference without evidence. The Cao Gang is not someone who can throw sewage at will.

  Wan Dongliu's expression remained unchanged, he shook his head and laughed: "Brother Zhao, if you have any other ideas, you might as well tell them. I would like to hear the opinions of outsiders."

Zhao Changhe said: "There is no reason for the barbarian to come here and step on his face for no reason. Chili asked Miss Yue's name, but he didn't know that Miss Yue would be there. That means he, the No. 1 Qianlong, came to challenge us on purpose. Dozens of them, what's the point? Winning the battle shows how capable Chili is? What's more, Chili killed a lot of people along the way. He should have acted in ambush. The number one in Qianlong is not the number one in the sky list, so high-profile Do you want to die? So it can only be attracted by people."

  Wan Dongliu nodded and said with a smile, "It makes sense."

"They knew that there was Xuan Chong, Tang Buqi, and me, Zhao Changhe, but they didn't know that there was Yue Hongling, which means that someone leaked the guest list to the barbarians in advance, and there is a great possibility that they made a provocation while leaking the list, such as It is said that Zhongyuan Qianlong thinks that Chili Lang's false reputation is vulnerable. Chili has his pride, so he naturally came to fight back, so what he opened his mouth to scold is also his false reputation, otherwise the group of false names behind his **** has nothing to do with him. Do people take a look at you?"

  Wan Dongliu looked a little surprised: "It's interesting, Brother Zhao continue?"

   "The magistrate will not be so bored when he is full. He just came here uninvited just to sweep the face of the Qianlong in the Central Plains for the barbarians... He could only come here on invitation, just in time for the meeting."

   "Oh? Why would you do that?"

"Brother Wan did this good job just to let everyone, especially the Tang family, see the collusion between the magistrate and the Hu people. Especially if Miss Yue is not here, we will all be trampled on our faces, and we will only hate it in our hearts Don't be too happy, nephew Tang turned around and splashed sewage. I used to think that it was completely unreasonable not to invite Miss Yue to this kind of gathering, but now that I think about it, it's not a matter of course..."

   Tang Buqi: "..."

  On the roof in the distance, Yue Hongling sat by the eaves, raised his head and took a sip of wine, looking over with beautiful eyes, it was all interesting.

Zhao Changhe made the conclusion: "Although the antagonism and hatred did not meet expectations because Miss Yue was against Chili, it was almost there. This is the time to assassinate the magistrate. In a few days, he will die. The desired effect was not achieved. What happened that night became a matter of course, and in the end Brother Wan's plan was successfully realized."

  Wan Dongliu clapped his palms and smiled: "It's an interesting idea. In fact, even according to Brother Zhao's guess, it doesn't seem to have any effect on Brother Zhao. Doesn't Brother Zhao want to do some things himself? Why bother to be aggressive."

"It really doesn't affect much, Zhao just doesn't want to be used as a pawn, and he doesn't know who he is counting money for after the game is over." Zhao Changhe paused, and then said: "Besides, it's not completely irrelevant to me, Zhao On the way to the banquet, I was assassinated with a bow and arrow—it should be the same person who killed the magistrate, and I was planning to be suspected of being a barbarian. How many people know that Zhao came to the banquet? Anyone who can ambush me on the way in advance will not be sifted casually There are a few."

  Wan Dongliu smiled and said: "This is wronged, Wan was entertaining guests at that time, how to separate?"

   "A certain idiot told me that you all left the stage to have a rest, a cup of tea, and with Brother Wan's light work, it's almost the same."

   Tang Buqi: "..."

"The other party is a person who is accustomed to bows and arrows. It seems that it is easy to lead to the grassland barbarians. Few people have thought about it. Cao Gang is accustomed to water, and what is used more in water battles?" Zhao Changhe smiled: "Zhao also Having fought water battles, the best thing to use is of course a bow."

  Wan Dongliu's expression finally became serious, but he still waved his hands and said with a smile: "There are too many speculations."

  Zhao Changhe suddenly changed the subject and asked a question that was thousands of miles away: "Brother Wan, when you and I first met, was that thief Ji Chengkong still there?"

  Wan Dongliu said: "Still imprisoned in my private prison...Brother Zhao has been interested in this person twice. If he really wants to intercede for him, then he will be released. What a big deal?"

"I'm afraid Brother Wan may not be willing to let it go. It might be a bit serious for this person to peep into Brother Wan's privacy." Zhao Changhe smiled: "Ji Chengkong didn't have any other package on him that day, so the thing he stole must be a small item, you can stuff it in whatever you want. The one in your arms?"

  Wan Dongliu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Not bad."

  Zhao Changhe lowered his voice, he couldn't even hear Xuan Chong Tang Buqi upstairs: "For example... a mask with a special meaning?"

  Although the voice was low, it sounded like a giant bell to Wan Dongliu's ears. His heart jumped wildly, and his expression finally changed drastically.

"Brother Wan planted a barbarian but chose me to kill him. Although it may be a bit of an oolong...but Zhao can't stand it." Zhao Changhe said with a long laugh, and the dragon sparrow came out of its sheath and slashed wildly: "Come and don't reciprocate indecently, eat me with a knife!"

   "Choke!" Wan Dongliu drew his sword in preparation.

  Two knives collided, sand and stones rolled around, wine flags were flying, and the burst of energy made the surrounding doors creak.

  The audience on the sidelines were all moved. Is this really the battle situation after the seventy or eighty Qianlong?

  Wan Dongliu's expression was very serious: "You have reached the fifth level of the entrance."

   "Each to each other." Zhao Changhe grinned: "Brother Wan has also touched Liu Chong secretly, hasn't he?"

  Tang Buqi silently took out a booklet of Qianlong List from his arms, and silently tore it to pieces.

  Why don’t you tear this thing up? It can only mislead people... You should play in the top 50 or even the top 40 at your level. Is it fun to hide behind the 70 or 80?

  Xuan Chong next to him looked solemn, and suddenly said in a low voice: "What a fast knife!"

  Tang Buqi poked his head to look, and what he saw was a dazzling knife light swaying from Wan Dongliu's hand, as if the afterimage of the knife light was still in place, and the knife had already reached Zhao Changhe.

   "..." Tang Buqi knew that if it was him, his head would already be gone.

  It's too fast, and too strong... It seems that if there is a river flowing eastward, it will be cut off by this knife, and if there is a huge wave, it will be cut back by this knife!

  Cao Gang Canglan knife technique, breaking the waves ten cuts!

   "Clang!"

Tang Buqi thought that he couldn't resist the knife, but saw Zhao Changhe slamming the knife with one hand, and Long Que easily pushed the Canglan knife aside, as if this stormy wave rushed forward, but found that this side was the bigger one. The wave head covered him back at the very beginning.

   Immediately after the waves of the two sides handed over, the crisp sound of "clinking" like pearls falling on a jade plate broke out one after another, as if the raging waves kept rushing against each other, and the passers-by who were watching almost couldn't see the sword path of the two sides clearly!

  Tang Buqi stood up in shock: "Why is he so fast?"

   Xuanchong muttered to himself: "Why do I feel the smell of Chili Linghu's sword technique?"

  The two looked at each other, shocked, it seems that it is not an illusion, it really smells like Chili...

   Chili is a scimitar, the knife forms a circle, and the end point is the starting point. It looks as if it goes straight. How did Zhao Changhe manage such a big thing?

This kind of small and fast attack should not be the director of Zhao Changhe at all... No matter the skill or the knife, but he just showed it to you. The match with Wan Dongliu is not at all inferior, and even... I feel that he is still a little dominant?

"No... not only Chili's intention, but also mine." Yue Hongling in the distance looked at the battle situation with some ecstasy, and whispered to himself: "My intention is more obvious, not only my sword intention, but also... my Cultivation method."

  The blush on that face flashed away, just like the morning glow rising in the sky at this moment.

  Because it really contains the meaning of her exercises, and it was obtained by double cultivation in the early morning, not a simulation.

"It's really a genius." Xuan Chong whispered to himself: "Even if someone broke the teaching of this kind of sword intent, a normal person would not be able to grasp the essence in ten and a half months. How long has he been... and He is still testing in this battle, so he will use Brother Wan to sharpen his sword, the more he fights, the more he will master it."

  Tang Buqi also noticed that Zhao Changhe became more and more harmonious as he fought, but Wan Dongliu felt a little stagnant.

   And this guy definitely has the sword intent of spring water, the more he fights, the more obvious it is!

Zhao Changhe was indeed sharpening his sword, fighting more and more smoothly, and there was no other reason for Wan Dongliu's performance, but Zhao Changhe's last remark just now had an important influence on his heart, and his momentum ebbed and flowed. Why not lose?

  What did Zhao Changhe say in the end?

   There was a loud "dang" sound, and the two knives collided violently again. The wind and clouds rolled violently, the huge waves roared, and even the plaque of Mingyue Tower tilted to one side with a "click".

  Zhao Changhe took three steps back to counteract the violent impact. The blood in his body was activated by this blow, and his whole body was boiling with fighting spirit.

  Wan Dong lingered back five or six steps, his expression extremely serious.

   "Brother Wan! Your saber power is useless!" Zhao Changhe let out a long laugh, jumped up in the air, held the saber in both hands, and slashed down wildly!

  Wan Dongliu looked up and narrowed his eyes slightly.

  The sunrise in the early morning seemed to be blocked by Zhao Changhe, and the sky seemed to be a bit dim. The faint halo of the sun appeared around Zhao Changhe's body, which seemed to have the illusion of a bit of blood.

  Amidst the blood, a dark phantom volleyed down, and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky would disappear in this blow!

   Gods and Buddhas are scattered, Zhao Changhe has very few unique skills, which is the bottom of the box.

  Wan Dongliu's eyes flashed with a smile, and he kept creating an atmosphere where he was weak and forced to retreat by you. Isn't this moment what he's been waiting for?

  You have too few unique skills. This move has been pondered over and over again by many people. Flaws and weaknesses are no longer a secret!

That is, all the power is condensed at one point, relying too much on the suppression of absolute power, the suppression of the aura of **** evil spirit, and the impact on the opponent's mind at that moment, to cover up one's own flaws, so it cannot be used lightly at ordinary times, and it is the opponent who is caught Moment of weakness.

  However, once the other party is pretending at this moment...then you have prepared in advance, and you will be the one who loses!

   "Whoosh!" There was a sharp howling sound, and Wan Dongliu's saber momentum, which was like a raging wolf, suddenly changed.

   That's not only a knife, but also a knife light! The knife glow penetrated a foot long, and it would surely hit Zhao Changhe's death spot in advance before the dragon sparrow struck him!

  Yue Hongling tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

  This is not Caobang martial arts, what is this?

  Such a sharp killing intent, like a swordfish breaking through the waves in the vast sea, like a worm digging holes in the thick soil!

  He is so good at hiding, not only in layout and planning, but also in martial arts, like an earthworm hiding in deep soil.

   "Poof"!

  The blade pierced into the flesh, and blood spattered.

  Yue Hongling stood up suddenly, but smiled slightly, and sat back slowly.

  Wan Dongliu's eyes were showing ecstasy, and suddenly he felt something was wrong.

  The knife light pierced into the mutton, either death or injury, but Zhao Changhe didn't respond! That Potian knife still did not change its direction, and did not even weaken its strength. It was smashed on Wan Dongliu's shoulder!

Wan Dongliu didn't know what method he used, his whole body slipped and twisted very strangely, Longque failed to split him into two pieces, and slashed down viciously along his chest, his whole body was ripped open, it was extremely miserable .

   "Young Master!"

   "Young Master!"

  Countless people from the Cao Gang were watching nearby. They thought Wan Dongliu was going to win, but the situation changed suddenly. Instead, it turned out that Wan Dongliu was cut open, almost split in half!

  So they swarmed up, some went to rescue Wan Dongliu, and some rushed to Zhao Changhe.

  The red shadow flashed by, and Yue Hongling held the sword in front of Zhao Changhe, and said calmly: "A fight on the long street, a fair decisive victory, do you want to swarm up?"

  Everyone in the Cao Gang was dumbfounded.

  One Zhao Changhe is difficult enough, but where is Yue Hongling, you two are really a couple?

  Do you want to report to the leader...

   "Don't mess around, I'm not dead." Wan Dongliu leaned weakly on a gang member, and asked his subordinates to bandage him to stop the bleeding.

  The hearts of everyone in the Cao Gang fell back to the ground.

   Wan Tianxiong's only son, if he died, the consequences would be no worse than the death of the emperor's son.

   It’s good if you don’t die.

Wan Dongliu took another elixir, adjusted his breath with difficulty for a while, and then said in a low voice: "He only split his shoulders instead of his neck, just because he expected this situation, and he just wanted to hit me hard, eat it!" Lesson, did not intend to kill me."

   After a pause, he said weakly: "Thank you Brother Zhao for your mercy, I lost."

  Zhao Changhe held the handle of the knife upside down, and clasped his fists: "You're welcome. You left your hands behind that stab, otherwise I would have been pierced through, not this little injury... That's why I chopped the shoulder, and it's a courtesy."

Wan Dongliu looked at the blood that flowed out from Zhao Changhe's shanzhong, and he was even more inconceivable: "But even if there is a little bit of meat, the shanzhong is still mutton, you must be seriously injured, why is it like stabbing in an ordinary place, it has no effect? "

  Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "Secret... By the way, I have been using the unique technique of "Separation of Gods and Buddhas". Do you really think that I don't know and have no precautions? I'm not stupid."

  Wan Dongliu was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I think I'm smart."

   "Brother Wan, Mr. Zhao has a word of advice."

   "Brother Zhao, let's talk."

"Your sword technique is the strongest among the opponents I have encountered so far. If it wasn't for the idea of ​​luring me out from the beginning and the self-defeating momentum, in fact, it is not yet known who will win the battle. How can you forget all the tricks? The heart of a warrior?" Zhao Changhe put the knife back on his back, turned and left: "I also do this sometimes... I would like to encourage each other."

  Wan Dongliu was silent for a long time, then slowly said: "Be taught."

  Zhao Changhe stopped and looked at the rising sun in the sky.

  Yue Hongling walked beside him naturally, and looked up when he saw him stop.

  Under the rising sun, the golden light is rising.

   "On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, Zhao Changhe practiced martial arts for half a year, with five entrances, gathering ideas from a hundred schools of thought, forming a self-contained atmosphere. It was the middle of the day, and the great breakthrough was in Mingyue Tower."

   "Thousands of Dongliu, who dive in the blue waters, have six levels of profound entrances."

   "Change of Qianlong list."

   "Fifty-five Qianlong, Wan Dongliu."

   "Thirty-eight Qianlong, Zhao Changhe."

   "The long river is flowing, unstoppable."

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  PS: Originally, this is two chapters. If you feel that there is a break in the middle, you will not be able to get up and down, so you can simply merge one chapter. Now the emotions are complete. Please call me thick and long chicken.

   Thank you Yangyushi and Qingningzi for coming to the alliance~

  (end of this chapter)