The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 143 Mirror image at that time

  Tang Buqi was also confused by this request. Once you go out of the rivers and lakes, what are you going to do with a maid? I said yesterday that I didn't even want to take a maid with me when I went out, but you did instead. You really plan to switch places with me, right?

But to him, a maid who doesn't know the face of the guest house is really nothing, and he didn't bother to think about it, so he waved his hand and said, "If you want to, I'll give you away. What a big deal. I'll say hello to the housekeeper later. Just find someone to register for you."

  Zhao Changhe blinked at Sisi, meaning that now you are going to call me young master.

  Sisi kept a straight face and refused to respond.

  This time it’s troublesome, change your fart’s membership, and you’ll know that there’s no one named Sisi in the courtyard after this change, okay? What the **** is this man doing? Why does he need a maid?

Fortunately, Tang Buqi didn't care about this matter, he didn't order someone to operate it immediately, but sat in Zhao Changhe's yard instead: "I've got someone to bring it over early, let's eat something together, and I'll go to Lu's house in the south of the city later. "

   Sure enough, a servant immediately brought cakes and porridge, Tang Buqi started to eat without saying a word, and sighed: "It's comfortable to drink some porridge after a hangover."

  Zhao Changhe picked up the bowl, and stuffed it first to Sisi, and then a piece of cake: "Sit there and eat, why are you standing there?"

  Sisi: "?"

   "Now you are my servant girl, understand? I won't be able to starve you if I have a bite to eat."

   "..."

Zhao Changhe ignored her at all, took a bowl of Gulu Gulu and drank it by himself, and asked Tang Buqi, "Why do you seem to care more about this evil spirit than me? You came here so early in the morning with a hangover Me, are you usually so diligent? Do you want this evil spirit treasure or do I want it?"

"It's because Lu Shaoxiong has a little friendship with me, so I'll take a look when I come back. If the source is really evil, then you are also a monk who specializes in catching this ghost. If you don't take advantage of your time to go to your friends to show off your merits, when are you waiting?" ?”

  Zhao Changhe was very impressed: "You know how to show yourself before others."

   "I went to Jianchi yesterday and found nothing, right?"

   "No. I will go to see it again when I have time, such as the surrounding area, and I have to walk around and feel it."

  Tang Buqi was very speechless: "I told you a long time ago that there is no more. I have to waste time. I don't know if you are cultivating evil spirit or stupid spirit."

  Zhao Changhe gritted his teeth: "I think you are looking for a fight."

  Tang Buqi drank porridge: "I just gave you a maid, and you're going to repay it like this?"

   "..." Zhao Changhe secretly said God knows what this woman is here for, maybe I am saving you, you idiot, you don't know.

  Of course, this is not appropriate to say. Zhao Changhe finished the porridge in twos and twos, and got up with a knife: "Okay, okay, I will help you catch the ghost of the Lu family by giving me a maid in return."

  Sisi hesitated for a moment, as if she didn't know whether she should follow. Zhao Changhe turned his head and said, "Follow, you are my man now, who else do you want to serve here?"

  Sisi: "..."

  She didn't say anything, and followed Zhao Changhe out the door with a strange expression.

Zhao Changhe didn't want this guy to stay in the Tang family, fearing that she would do something out of sight; what Ke Si wanted was to investigate the mystery of the evil spirit, and he was hesitating whether it would cause confusion if he followed him shamelessly, but in the end Zhao Changhe He actually took the initiative to invite her to go with him, as if he was sleepy and gave him a pillow.

   Does Zhao Changhe really regard me as his own? Sisi felt very weird and scratched her head inexplicably.

The two are not on the same channel, and each got what they wanted. Only Tang Buqi, who didn't know anything, clapped his palms leisurely with a folding fan: "I think you are nice to this girl? It's so weird , how stunning is Yue Hongling, you are so ambiguous with her, how can you still be interested in this kind of ordinary girl? Aside from the fact that this girl is about the same size as Yue Hongling, what else can this girl compare to Yue Hongling?"

  Zhao Changhe didn't bother to talk to him.

  Tang Buqi clapped his palms, and suddenly said: "I see, I got drunk last night and couldn't control it, what happened, right?"

   "Yes, yes, yes, yes." Zhao Changhe said angrily, "Last night, you seemed to want to forge ahead, why are you still full of these things?"

   "Why, you can do it, but I can't say it?"

  Seeing the two men bickering in front, Sisi suddenly remembered a rumor.

  Women who get involved with Zhao Changhe will be unlucky in their reputation, and so far there is no exception. It's just that Tang Wan's makeup is better, but even Tang Wan's makeup was harmed by his phrase "clean up and wait", and now he winks when others hear rumors. Grab it, the winking won't stop.

  Sisi really doesn't know where Tang Buqi has such a big heart, making friends with people who have said such things to his aunt, and even taking them home, letting his big nephew call him so affectionately.

  Although she complained in her heart, her mind was not distracted. Seeing a fork ahead, Tang Buqi was going to take Zhao Changhe to the direction of Lu's house, Sisi suddenly called out: "Master."

  Zhao Changhe didn't react, but Tang Buqi turned his head: "Huh?"

  Sisi twitched the corners of her mouth, and said cautiously: "I didn't call you, you just gave me away, my young master is no longer you."

   Tang Buqi: "..."

  Zhao Changhe: "..."

  He put away the weird emotions of being called young master for the first time, coughed dryly twice, turned his head and said: "Theoretically, I am a generation, you should call me master."

  Tang Buqi: "You are enough."

  Sisi suppressed a smile and said: "Master, I went the wrong way. Mr. Lu's family doesn't live at home, and was transferred to the meditation hall over there. They said it was for him to calm his mind and eliminate evil spirits."

  Zhao Changhe glared at Tang Buqi angrily, and Tang Buqi held back for a long time: "Oh, I knew it, but I forgot it for a while. Why don't you go to Jingxintang, come with me."

   Jingxin Hall used to be a temple called Jingxin Temple. Due to Gusu’s extreme rejection of the Maitreya religion under the leadership of the Tang family, all kinds of temples were searched in turn and it was difficult to open. Either they were deserted and there were few pilgrims, or they were simply changed into nunneries that did not worship gods and Buddhas. Eating vegetarian food and reciting some scriptures on weekdays, morning bells and evening drums, wooden fish beating, and sandalwood lingering around, can indeed bring some peace to the people living in it. Quite a number of literati and poets deliberately live in such a place to find artistic conception.

There are no outsiders in the Jingxin Hall today, because it has been taken over by the Lu family. Countless big men guard the door, and inside are all the nuns in the nunnery, chanting scriptures every day, and only serving a crazy boy who was imprisoned in the house. .

Tang Buqi's arrival was actually blocked by big guys: "Young Master Tang, that, please forgive us for being rude, you are not allowed to bring weapons in, your sword... and this, grass, such a vicious knife! This is even more forbidden to enter. .”

  Tang Buqi was furious: "Will I still plot to assassinate your son?"

   "Forgive me, Mr. Tang. It's not because you're afraid of your son's assassination, but because you don't want to enter the room because you are afraid of irritating our son."

   "There's nothing wrong with mere swords and dead things. My son, this is still the Bibo Sword. It is the most cleansing of the soul. It is beneficial to your son. What do you know?"

   "Uh... Mr. Tang, don't make it difficult for us, we are just following orders..."

"Go, go, I've seen this kind of trick of adding layers of weights a lot. Your patriarch is definitely not like this. When you reach the supervisor, you add another layer, and when you reach the captain, you add two layers. You are stupid, right? Go away !"

  Tang Buqi forcibly squeezed the janitor away, and led Zhao Changhe in boldly, giving full play to the maximum value of his existence. The gatekeepers looked at each other in blank dismay, but they did not dare to stop them. Although Gusu's surname is not Tang, the young master of the Tang family doesn't dare to mess with anyone.

  Zhao Changhe followed behind silently with Longque on his back, and quietly praised his eldest nephew.

In fact, what the gatekeeper said is not without reason. Tang Buqi's Bibo Sword is hard to say. Longque is the sword that founded the country. The situation is negative.

However, since Longque came out with him, except for occasional warnings, he has always been very honest. He rarely showed any active fighting intentions, let alone a situation where he lost control. I don't know if it has something to do with Cui Wenjing's special treatment...or maybe it has something to do with himself After listening to Han Wubing's suggestion, it has something to do with deliberately suppressing the special power of the dragon bird?

   I hope nothing will go wrong in this evil place.

  Just as he was thinking about it, he felt the dragonfinch trembling on his back, as if extremely excited.

Looking along the air mechanism, there is a nunnery in front of you, the sound of iron chains rattling, and the low roar of a wild animal can be heard from time to time, there are always scriptures chanting beside it, and the sound of wooden fish, trying to suppress the iron chain struggling and screaming.

  Tang Buqi looked solemn, and slowly walked up the steps with the hilt in his hand.

Zhao Changhe and Sisi followed behind and looked up, a young man was bound by layers of iron chains, his face that should have been quite handsome was now ferocious like a beast, his eyes were fierce and crazy, with a bright red glow faintly The color of blood, the whites of the eyes are red.

  The snarling look, if it grows some fangs, it looks like a beast, or a devil.

  Tang Buqi subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Zhao Changhe, Zhao Changhe's expression was also ugly.

  For outsiders, this state, especially the color of the eyes, is too similar to the frightening appearance of Zhao Changhe when he used God and Buddha to disperse.

   And Zhao Changhe himself is even more aware that this state does not mean that the gods and Buddhas are scattered, and it is very likely that he used the "Heaven and Earth without Self" move. At this moment, it is like seeing his own mirror image at that time.

  That kind of appearance can scare a flower picker with rich combat experience to pieces, and scare him away; maybe Cui Wenjing's murderous intentions are related to this. The only one who can want to wake him up without any hesitation is Yang Yang.

   This is the appearance of the blood fiend occupying the soul. This is the case of the perfect body that wants to achieve the maximum power of the blood fiend. As for whether this "perfect body" can perform other stunts, that is another matter.

  This young master Lu Shaoxiong is definitely attacked by blood evil... Where did such a serious blood evil spirit come from in this peaceful place of Gusu? Passive, person-to-person blood-fiend power? How are other people okay?

  (end of this chapter)