The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 225 A glimpse of surprise

   Nothing to say all night.

  Zhao Changhe is half practicing, half paying attention to the surrounding situation, and he is not in meditation.

   I don’t know how Miss Winged Fire Snake sleeps in the cave...

  God knows that Suzaku didn't practice kungfu and didn't sleep. All he was thinking about was how to dig out some more insights from him, and what price he would have to pay for it. Finally, what was the best way to die for this vest...

   I don’t know if it was because Zhao Changhe’s anti-tracking method played a role, or because Wang Daozhong and the Tingxuelou assassins were beaten back and the second wave of assassinations had not yet fully started. In short, the night was really calm. It was daylight, and Zhao Changhe opened his eyes under the tree. The first thing he saw was the appearance of the young lady coming out of the cave. The way she bent down was really like clusters of mountains and waves, and it was so beautiful.

   This figure is really hot.

   Suzaku didn't know what he was looking at, seeing that he just opened his eyes, he subconsciously smiled charmingly: "Good morning, good brother~"

   After shouting, he almost slapped himself on the ear. At the same time, he realized how stupid that charming smile was. It couldn't be seen under the mask. Who was he smiling at?

  Zhao Changhe was applauded, and untied Wuzhen's rein: "Let's go, brother will take you to buy a mask."

  Wu Zai: "..."

   Suzaku sat on the horse naturally: "I always feel that because you didn't visit Jianhu City before, you deliberately left the shopping there this time."

   "Ha...Although it's not the reason, how do you even know this? Does everyone in the Four Elephant Sect communicate with each other?"

   "No." Suzaku pouted and said, "It's just that I happened to hear about it, and I was working nearby at the time."

   "It turns out that Sister Xiao Snake has a fate with me so early..."

   "Who has fate with you? Get lost!"

  Wu Zai spread his hooves and galloped away, unable to listen anymore.

  Zhao Changhe left Jianhu City on the second day of Lixia, and went south to Yangzhou. Now Liqiu has just passed, and he has left for exactly one season.

  And he went from the fourth level of the entrance to the sixth level. The sixth level has just been broken, and the distance from the seventh level is far away. This speed is twice as slow as the initial stage, and I don’t know how much slower it will be after that...

  The city has not changed much, it is still bustling and elegant. On the lakeside in the distance, there is a little autumn golden color from the lush and green.

   Not far from the city is still the familiar Wanhualou, but there is no Tang Wanzhuang in it.

  Even that Wu Weiyang seems to be by Tang Buqi's side now.

   Turning two streets, you will find the small courtyard of the inn where you once lived with Han Wubing, and the day of Lixia is also here. Zhao Changhe entered the inn with a sense of nostalgia, and shouted: "The shopkeeper..."

   "Hey, it's you, the guest officer?" The shopkeeper unexpectedly recognized him: "The courtyard you lived in happened to be empty, do you want that one?"

  Zhao Changhe was a little surprised: "You still remember me after so long?"

   "Hey, it's hard to forget your terrifying knife, this handsome horse, and this handsome scar, okay?" The shopkeeper squinted his eyes with a smile: "You are Qianlong Thirteen Zhao Changhe, right?"

   "No, no, I imitated his dress, it's popular." Zhao Changhe didn't say much, and said with a smile: "That's the one, feed my horse."

   "Okay..." The shopkeeper didn't care whether he was the real Zhao Changhe, glanced at the snake-faced woman standing quietly beside him, his heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought something evil.

  Ordinary people would be a little horrified when they see such a strange snake face, they are not a good person at first glance...

Zhao Changhe knew what he was thinking, and as soon as he pulled Suzaku's hand, he was about to run away, but when he pulled it in vain, Suzaku seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Don't create a sense of urgency here, take the opportunity to hold hands or something, sister, I walk the rivers and lakes Your hair didn't even grow back when you were born."

  Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't think about it that way."

   "So you just took the woman's hand casually? How skillful is this?"

   "All right, all right." Zhao Changhe secretly said that this girl is a real witch, don't be optimistic about her elder brother who shouts sweeter than anyone else, but in fact, he is alienated in his heart, and he won't give you a chance at all.

  Because he visited the weapon shop before, Zhao Changhe was quite familiar with these two streets, so he quickly turned into a small shop and said with a smile, "I remember correctly, this is where these small sundries are sold."

   Suzaku followed in and looked around. There were really many masks hanging on the wall.

  Her Four Elephant Sect masks highlight the "divine nature", most of which make people feel fierce or monstrous, but the masks here are all played by little girls or children, and each is cuter and more beautiful than the other.

   Suzaku's eyes fell on a little fox mask, secretly thinking that at least it looked a little bit more enchanting. But Zhao Changhe said: "Shopkeeper, give me that... yes, the one on your right, take two!"

  Suzaku watched helplessly as the boss handed over two pig heads, Zhao Changhe held Shale, and laughed from ear to ear.

   Suzaku was speechless: "Are you kidding me? How can you meet people with this mask on?"

   "Hey, now you are looking for a mask that is completely different from your style. It will not remind people of your sect. Of course, the cuter the better."

   "That can't be a pig!"

   "Why not?" Zhao Changhe said: "Look, you don't even think that you are a pig..."

   Suzaku: "?"

   "Oh, I mean, you wouldn't even think you would choose such a mask, so no one in the world would guess it if they saw it, right?"

   Suzaku thought it made sense...then rejected him: "I won't wear it."

   "Where is this smelly and arrogant?" Zhao Changhe ignored her, put one on himself, and put it on her face with a smile: "Slightly slightly~"

   Suzaku finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

   This pig is so cute!

  Zhao Changhe took the opportunity to stuff another pig's face into her hand without any explanation: "That's all, there's no need to get entangled in such a mess, I'm going to Jianhu, can you tell the seriousness?"

   Suzaku probably hasn't been trained as much in the past two days in ten years, so I can't laugh or cry, but he still holds the pig's face in his hand, but he didn't lose it after all.

  Just hold it behind your back, as if it is embarrassing to be seen.

  Zhao Changhe looked around and said in a low voice: "Your snake face has always been eye-catching. It's better to change it sooner rather than later. Get out of the alley and get out of it."

  Suzaku said: "Are you sure it's me, the snake, or you, the pig?"

   "Uh, maybe it's my pig...not right." Zhao Changhe turned his head and clenched his fists: "Do you need a beating?"

   "You can't beat me again!" Suzaku flashed a smile, but really entered the back alley.

  Zhao Changhe took a step forward, blocked the entrance of the alley, and turned his back to the alley.

   Really tacit understanding.

   Suzaku peeked at his back, quickly took off his own snake face, and put it on the little pig.

   This is a soft mask, which is quite comfortable to wear. It is not as scratchy as the low-quality small goods I imagined. I feel a little better about being forced to wear a pig face.

Putting the Winged Fire Snake mask back into his arms, he raised his eyes to see that Zhao Changhe was still facing his back and remained motionless, Suzaku suddenly remembered that day in Taiyizong, he stood in front of Wang Daozhong, cold sweat dripped down his back, but he was as motionless as a mountain .

  Why do you think about this, Wang Daozhong has been beaten twice by this seat.

   Next time I see you, I will hit it again.

  However, Zhao Changhe's eyes were full of amazement at this time.

  The moment the snake face was taken off and replaced with a piglet, he saw the true face of the young lady Winged Fire Snake.

Willow eyebrows tucked into the temples, eyes like bright stars, face like powder, lips like vermilion, it is a very conventional description, but it is the most standard description of this kind of woman by Chinese literati, because this is not the rashness of the Jianghu sect at all, but an extremely standard classical style. She's a beauty... she's clearly a lady of every family, and the sisters who say she's Tang Wanzhuang are probably believed.

  Her true identity must be extraordinary.

  The peek at me before putting on the mask was a bit playful, but it couldn't take away from the mature charm and...the unconcealable sternness. It was completely subconscious, Zhao Changhe was sure that if she found out that you dared to turn around, she would have killed you without a burial.

   This one glance let people know that she is a real murderous member of the Demon Cult, not Tang Wanzhuang or Yue Hongling.

  But...still so pretty.

  It's so beautiful that I only hate that the pig's head is covered up too quickly, so that people can't see it for a second.

   "Hey, let's go, what are you doing here like a wooden stake?" A pig's head poked out from the side.

  Zhao Changhe turned to look at her, so the two pigs looked at each other.

  The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and suddenly the two laughed at the same time.

   Suzaku's mood became inexplicably better, and he felt that the pig's face also had merit.

  So youyouran squeezed out of the alley beside him with a sway: "Let's go, go and see Jianhu, it should be very beautiful after the beginning of autumn."

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  (end of this chapter)