The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 2 The sword is not properly worn

   Dusk.

  The setting sun is like blood.

  Wild crows circled around the isolated village. The shrill crows and the screams and howls of the village were intertwined, making this place even more like a ghost prison.

  Zhao Changhe stood blankly behind a tree in the distance, looking at the messy scene in the village. Before he recovered from the discomfort of traveling between the two worlds, a small village on the verge of extinction appeared in front of him.

  Shards of broken doors and windows were scattered in a mess, the pungent **** smell came from every house, corpses fell messily outside the front and windows, and naked female bodies were thrown on the road at will, all over the traces of being abused.

  There are still men in black raging everywhere, breaking down houses, searching houses, and looting goods. With strengthened eyesight, I can clearly see that someone pulled out a woman to humiliate me in the street, and a group of men in black laughed haha.

   Is this the so-called "initial position will be in a safe place"?

   Appeared in the woods outside the village, not directly in the village. The murderers didn't know his existence, so they could leave quietly. Is this considered safe?

But I saw a man in black leading a scalper and pulling a bunch of **** goods, and shouted impatiently: "It's almost there, how much can the village girls here have? The sun is going down, kill them all, don't leave any troubles behind." .”

  Seeing that a man in black raised his butcher knife and was about to chop it down at a child next to him, Zhao Changhe was so angry that he couldn't hold back any longer, so he picked up a thick wooden stick in the forest and rushed out.

   Speaking of which, why is the broad knife that I used to carry with me every time I dreamed? It doesn’t matter, it’s just a dream to keep your mother safe! According to experience, I wake up after dying, so I just went back and asked what the blind man was doing!

   "Crack!" The wooden stick roared past, the man in black was caught off guard, and the knife was swung away. Zhao Changhe didn't stop, swiping his stick across the face, he slapped the man in black on the face with a solid stick, and blood spattered.

  The man in black covered his head and screamed. The rest of the accomplices looked over in astonishment. Zhao Changhe quickly turned around and ran away, pulling the child behind him. It is obviously impossible to fight with a group of people, and saving people is the most important thing.

   Someone suddenly sneered: "There are still alive. Kill."

  The people in black showed a smirk, and Qiqi chased after him. How could Zhao Changhe run away with the child? He clearly "saw" the scene behind him, and a long knife was already slashing towards his neck.

  Does the back eye really work?

  Zhao Changhe turned sideways urgently, swung his stick, and the stick was cut in two. He flashed quickly, and the long knife drew a long bloodstain on his face.

   And just such a delay, the child has been cut down by another person.

  Zhao Changhe didn't care about the pain on his face, his mind went blank.

  The child died... just like that, he was hacked to death in front of him, unable to save him.

  This village seems to have no living people...

   "Never mind!" Zhao Changhe roared angrily, and slapped half of the stick in his hand like a mad tiger.

"It turns out that he is a farmer who has never practiced martial arts. He only has brute force." The men in black were all laughing. Gently stroked to his neck.

   It's over.

  Can't hide.

  What a **** nightmare! Not only is it more disgusting than before, but the difficulty has also increased!

  Just as this thought flashed through his mind, there was a whistling sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air, and with a "ding" sound, the long knife of the man in black was knocked into the air.

   At the same time, the sound of horseshoes approaching from a distance, someone rode a horse. Before the horse arrived, the knight had already passed by, Zhao Changhe only had time to see a flash of a beautiful figure in red, the sword was radiant and cold, blood sprayed all around, several screams rang out almost at the same time, and then cut off suddenly. .

  The galloping horse arrived in front of him at this time, Hong Ying flipped over and returned to the horse.

  Zhao Changhe didn't see clearly until now that it was a woman in a red dress, with a high ponytail, a horse with a green mane on her crotch, and a red sheathed long sword hanging obliquely at her waist.

   "Plop" and "Plop" sounded one after another, and the surrounding men in black fell to the ground one after another, and all of them died on the spot.

   Zhao Changhe, who had been slashing and killing for so long in a dream in a daze, felt for the first time what the scene of falling nine geese with one sword fell in the novel.

   This is martial arts! There is such a thing!

  The woman looked around at the miserable situation, her eyes also looked sad, and she whispered to herself: "It's good to come here a moment earlier..."

  Zhao Changhe was panting violently. The thrill of surviving a near death could not overshadow the anger brought about by the tragedy in this village. He even forgot to thank him, and asked the woman blankly, "Who are these people?"

  The woman shook her head silently, and said after a long time: "I'm just passing by... But maybe there are some clues. Let me ask first, is Luojiazhuang going this way?"

   It turned out that he was passing by, and just happened to see this scene and shot... Zhao Changhe didn't know what Luojiazhuang was, so he could only shake his head.

  Seeing Zhao Changhe's bewildered look, the woman understood his mood at the moment, and without further ado, she rode her horse around on her own, and saw a stone tablet at the entrance of the village, writing "Zhao Cuo". She nodded: "Zhao Cuo, I asked someone about the route before, and they said that Zhao Cuo went tens of miles, so that's the right way..."

   Then he looked at the corpses of the men in black around him, frowned again and whispered: "Then this is where they came? But why are they so alarming?"

  She knelt down and carefully searched the corpses of the two men in black. She only got a little money and no other identification. The woman frowned and thought for a while to no avail, then turned her head and saw Zhao Changhe was still standing there blankly, and sighed, "You...do you still have relatives?"

  Zhao Changhe still shook his head.

  The woman said: "I have something to go to Luojiazhuang, you might as well go with me. The funeral here can be taken care of by someone from the village, and you can also find a job there to settle down."

  Go to Luojiazhuang to find a job? Zhao Changhe felt that he had deviated from what he was supposed to do in his dreams... But if he was asked to find a goal, where should he go?

Seeing his hesitation, the woman persuaded: "In this chaotic world, you have never practiced martial arts, so you can only be bullied. After all, Luojiazhuang is a famous family in Daxia. It is said that it has a lot to do with the royal family. If you can Only by learning one and a half moves there can one have the hope of revenge, and it is also the foundation of settling down in the future."

Summer…

  This dream also has a world view?

   Zhao Changhe was too lazy to think so far, and subconsciously blurted out: "Sister, you are so good, if you want to learn martial arts, can I learn from you?"

"Sister? It's hard to say which one is older." The woman smiled, shook her head and said, "I've been wandering around the rivers and lakes, so I can't teach apprentices. Luojiazhuang is quite suitable for you. If I take you there, they may give I have some face."

  Zhao Changhe had no choice but to say: "Okay. I was at a loss just now, and forgot to thank the girl for saving her life. May I ask the girl's name?"

   "Yue Hongling." The woman answered casually, but she was a little curious: "You talk like you have read a book. What's your name?"

   "Zhao Changhe."

   Unexpectedly, it also fits Zhao Cuo here.

  Yue Hongling didn't say any more, stretched out his hand, and Zhao Changhe felt himself flying up like clouds and fog, and soon landed on the horse's back, sitting behind Yue Hongling.

  The slim and straight back is just a few inches in front of her eyes, and she can vaguely smell the fragrance of her body. Mother-fetal single Zhao Changhe was embarrassed to think about it, and honestly grabbed the saddle behind him, thinking that this dream was even more outrageous than the previous dream, because it was too detailed...

  There are dialogues, there is fragrance, there are sassy chivalrous women, unrestrained and free and easy, and they are simply real people.

  The thin snow around, the wind of galloping horses, is very cold. The ends of Yue Hongling's hair brushed gently across her cheeks when she rode the horse at a gallop, itching slightly.

  These are things that I would never experience in my previous dream without other projects other than hacking and slashing, so detailed.

  The wound on the cheek that was cut by a knife before was still hurting, and when I reached out to touch it, it was full of blood.

  Zhao Changhe looked at the blood in his hand, and suddenly felt a little panic-if this is not a dream?

  He was confused, he didn't know how to ask Yue Hongling something, he was speechless all the way.

   After traveling for about tens of miles, a large field appeared in front of us. It was early winter, there was light snow in the left and right fields, and no one was working. At the end of the field was a continuous manor with a towering courtyard wall, and its expanse was unknown. In the middle of the official road leading to the manor is a huge archway with the gilded characters "Luojiazhuang" on it.

  Yue Hongling slowed down the speed of the horse, looked at the guard in front of him, and let out a sigh: "It seems that this village is still safe."

   Soon, Zhuang Ding stopped in front of him: "Visitors stop!"

  Yue Hongling reined in her horse, clasped her fists and performed a martial etiquette: "Please inform the owner of Luozhuang that Yue Hongling of Luoxia Villa is visiting."

  The sound is not loud, but it spreads far away like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening. Zhao Changhe was envious in his heart, this is internal strength, right? It's not like me, who almost suffers internal injuries from sitting on a horse...

   Before the Zhuang Dingmen could respond, hearty laughter came from the village: "What kind of wind blows Miss Yue to our village, she is so radiant, so radiant. Open the door and welcome the guests!"

The Zhuang Dings hurriedly opened the middle door, and a middle-aged man with a long beard strode out to greet him. He smiled when he saw him: "Sure enough, at dusk, the red feathers of the setting sun reflect the sunset. It's so beautiful that it's not like a scene in the world. It doesn't make sense."

  Zhao Changhe: "Ugh..."

  Yue Hongling: "..."

  Zhao Changhe didn't do it on purpose, the first time the Pegasus bumped, he was really thrown out. If he could choose, he would really like to agree with the other party - Yue Hongling is really beautiful.

  The eyes of the middle-aged man fell on Zhao Changhe, and he asked: "This is..."

   "Cough." Yue Hongling coughed dryly, helped Zhao Changhe down, cupped his hands and said, "Hongling has seen the owner of Luo Zhuang. This time I came here to tell you some secret things. This person is just related to this matter..."

  Zhao Changhe pricked up his ears.

  The second card is a jade pendant, which is said to point to the initial position. As a result, the initial experience is inexplicable, and it cannot be seen that it has any relationship with the jade pendant. Could it be that the secret matter Yue Hongling was talking about at this moment was referring to this?

  (end of this chapter)