The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 31 Summer Volley

  When I saw Fang Buping, he was in a room that smelled of medicine, with airtight everywhere, his face was pale, and he looked very gloomy. But the days are unrestrained. Right now, he is leaning against the fragrant and soft arms of the maid. The maid is feeding him medicine by the spoonful, and there is a little maid beside him fanning the brazier. The room is warm.

  There are also a few congregants around him, who should be his right and left hands. At this time, they are drinking warm wine and laughing with their arms around a little maid.

  Looking at this, it’s almost the same way of life when you’re not injured, so Professor Sun thinks that when you have a certain status, you may not be able to work so hard.

  Zhao Changhe walked in with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "How is the helmsman?"

  Fang Buping looked up from the maid's arms feebly, and the jealousy in his eyes flashed past.

  He is really angry. Forget that Luo Zhenwu's contribution was robbed, and the contribution of the treasure also fell into the hands of these two people, which also highlighted his incompetence, as if he was specifically against him. He also knows that Zhao Changhe's so-called backstage may not really be able to take care of anything, but he also can't bully him casually. Who knows if the saint will retaliate in the future? But I just can't help it.

  Damn it, even the so-called backstage got to the top of the world because of stealing treasures from him.

  The so-called burning with jealousy is like this.

  Don’t dare to do anything else, find something for your money and food, and see how desperate you are, what can you do?

  Seeing Zhao Changhe's polite visit and concern, Fang Buping forced a smile: "Not dead. Zhaizhu Zhao..."

"exist."

"You are wanted, and you left your post without authorization and went to the city privately. If you cause trouble for the preaching of our church, can you take responsibility?" Fang Buping said slowly: "It seems that you are an ignorant villager at first, and a bandit at the same time. I don’t care about you for the time being, I will ask for instructions and report more in the future, don’t make up your own mind.”

  Beside Wang Dashan's heart almost jumped out of his throat, he was afraid that Zhao Changhe's temper would explode and he would kill someone directly.

   There are a lot of blood **** believers around, if you kill someone, we will also be hacked to death here...

  Seeing that Zhao Changhe just laughed casually and said: "Ignorant villagers, there are quite a lot of people who come from bandits."

Fang Buping's expression changed slightly, and then he remembered that Xia Chichi and Zhao Changhe were basically from the same background, and ridiculing Zhao Changhe was not much different from pointing at Xia Chichi's nose and scolding...not talking about the background, but just slandering the saint. If the Four Elephants Sect found out about this kind of thing, he still had to peel off his skin.

  Thinking of this, he quickly put on a smile: "You still have to read the book, the scriptures in the teaching, and the Zhaizhu Zhao hasn't read it much yet? Since you are here this time, take a few books back to study."

"This is necessary." Zhao Changhe smiled warmly: "In addition to teaching the scriptures, I also plan to come to ask for a few history books to read. Oh, by the way, my subordinates are now qualified Did you learn it?"

"They're all brothers in the school, so of course there are." Fang Buping, who was guilty for a while, didn't dare to do anything more, and waved his hands wearily: "Liu Zi took the guests to the study, and took the book Flying Blood Without Traces with a light kung fu. You can take other teachings, scriptures and history."

  The congregation who brought Zhao Changhe in just now made a gesture: "Master Zhao, please."

  Zhao Changhe nodded with a smile: "Thank you brother."

  Wang Dashan looked like falling into a dream, is this Zhao Changhe?

   No, aren’t you here to make money? Now you look like everyone is doing well, and you haven't mentioned a word of money. What are you going to do?

  The so-called study room is actually next to this dormitory. Zhao Changhe and the congregation walked in to look at the bookshelves. The door was open, and Fang Buping could still see his back from a distance.

  Fang Buping looked at Zhao Changhe's back with a gloomy face, then glanced at Wang Dashan, and asked coldly, "What is Zhao Changhe going to do at the risk of a wanted warrant to enter the city?"

  Wang Dashan was stared at by his cold gaze, and shivered all over his body. How dare he disobey the rudder master, and carefully apologized: "We have no money and food in the village..."

   "Sure enough." Fang Buping sneered.

  Doctrines and exercises are not easy to cause stumbling blocks. The distribution of money and food is really a matter for the rudder owner to decide on his own. No one can say anything.

  He said lightly: "Your name is Wang Dashan?"

   "Uh, yes."

   "What's the matter in the cottage, please report to the rudder... You need to know the village owner, anyone can do it..."

  Wang Dashan's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "I-I hope the rudder will take care of you."

  Fang Buping smiled, closed his eyes and said nothing.

   Zhao Changhe, who seemed to be looking at the bookshelf, smiled.

   Sure enough, not everyone is Luo Qi, this Wang Dashan is very unreliable.

   "Master Zhao, do you think this will work?" The six sons came over with a stack of books.

  Zhao Changhe flipped through it, mainly looking at the so-called "Flying Blood Without Trace", and said with a smile: "That's enough, thank you brother Ha."

  He walked out leisurely holding a stack of books, as if just remembering it, and said to Fang Buping: "There is something important to discuss with the rudder master this time."

  Fang Buping said flatly: "What's the matter?"

"I've heard old brothers in the teaching say before that my Holy Cult's martial style is extremely strong, and my strength is the king. Internal duties can be challenged to determine their affiliation. As long as the challenge is upright and has witnesses, I don't know if there is any deviation in this statement? "

  Fang Buping was puzzled for a while: "The holy religion does have this rule."

Immediately reacting, he smiled and said: "Master Zhao wants to challenge this seat? The teaching rules do not allow people to take advantage of others' danger to challenge the wounded, otherwise it will be messed up. If Village Master Zhao has this intention, you and I Reconsideration."

"Where is that, the subordinates also have to face, how dare you challenge the wounded number who can't even get out of bed?" Zhao Changhe's smile slowly subsided, and he said loudly: "But I am very interested in the role of the deputy rudder master who is in charge of money and grain dispatching. , now that all the brothers in the sect are here, Fang Ruozhu witnessed, Zhao Changhe challenged the deputy helmsman, dare to fight?"

  The expressions of all the congregants around him changed, and Wang Dashan's face turned pale.

  This Zhao Changhe...

  Although the elites have already evacuated, the one who can be the co-rudder is also the second-level porch. You, Zhao Changhe, have only been practicing martial arts for more than a month. It is said that the first level of the Xuanguan has only been broken for more than ten days. Everyone has practiced the blood evil kung fu, and there is no kung fu to suppress it. Where did you get the courage?

   There is a kind, there is a kind...

  However, even if you can win the challenge now, are you really afraid that the helmsman will give you endless suffering after recovering in a few months? Why are people so upright under the low eaves?

Fang Buping looked at Zhao Changhe like a fool for a long time, coughing and laughing while dragging his sick body: "Hey, Lao Huang, did you hear that, Zhao Zhai is mainly challenging you. This rudder is going to testify, you should not challenge ?”

  A majestic man with his arms around a maid who was watching a play stood up and said with a smile: "Since the village master Zhao has such a taste, of course he has to play a few hands with him, haha..."

  Zhao Changhe looked calm, raised his long knife upside down, cupped his fists and saluted: "Please enlighten me, Deputy Rudder Master Huang."

  The Deputy Helmsman Huang took out a heavy steel knife and said with a smile, "Don't say that I bully the younger generation, how about three tricks?"

  Zhao Changhe's eyes lit up when he looked at the thick steel knife, and was about to speak, when a golden light suddenly flashed in the sky.

  Everyone was startled and looked up at the sky.

   Sure enough, the Book of Chaos has released a new chapter:

   "The twelfth lunar month, Xiaohan. Xia Chichi entered the fifth level of the profound entrance, stepped into the lake of the green dragon, and realized the edge of the white tiger. He fought alone with 28 members of the same level of the Sixiang sect. He broke the 28-star formation, and the four elephants were shaken."

   "Change of Qianlong list."

   "Thirteen Qianlong, Xia Chichi."

   "Summer is flying in the sky, how late is it?"

  The audience was silent, and Fang Buping looked at the sky in shock, unable to speak for a while.

   Guessing that Xia Chichi would become a saint, she was unexpectedly so perverted. With a mere hard practice of the fifth level of the entrance, she airborne Qianlong thirteen, and a bunch of six or seven levels of the entrance were still behind her! That is to say, Book of Chaos thinks that her record, the six or seven levels of the entrance can't reach it, or their record on the list is not as difficult as hers!

   What if she had to force her to practice even higher, to the eighth or ninth level?

   Not only the Sixiang Sect was shocked by it, it was enough to shock the world!

  Zhao Changhe sighed softly.

  That is actually a woman who is practicing kung fu even when she is resting and sleeping... She shouldn't be unknown, she should have risen a long time ago.

  Summer is flying in the sky, it’s too late...

He withdrew his gaze, the tip of the knife vibrated slightly, and said with a light smile: "Vice-ruler Huang, don't look so cautious...Zhao Changhe has a long knife and doesn't take soft food. You don't have to give up three tricks, but I like you very much." That knife, how about being a lucky winner?"

   Thank you for being the most proud in the world_Jun Shangmeng~

  (end of this chapter)