The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 423 Neither weapon nor sleep

  The blind man disappeared, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, the moon and stars were thin outside the window.

   It's still night...

  Maybe I went to bed too early, everyone fell asleep by themselves during the dinner, and I don’t know what time it is.

   After a general feeling of the state of the body, it still hurts, but it basically doesn't affect getting out of bed and walking... The medicine of the Four Elephants Sect has indeed begun to become unreal...

  Of course, it also has a lot to do with the success of the Blood Shura Body. Although the Blood Shura Body is not defensive, it is thicker than the normal body, and its vitality and blood are extremely strong, and its ability to resist and recover is much stronger.

   Really should raise the Blood Shura Body further...

   I have fought many times over the ranks, or I can say that I have won all the wins in the same rank. Apart from the comprehension of sword skills, it has a lot to do with the blood Shura body. After all, the strength is stronger than those of the same rank, which is the basis for performance.

   Judging from the battle situation this time, the invulnerability of the corpse demon can roughly be regarded as a special physique. If the world changes drastically in the future, and everyone has a variety of special physiques, I will not be able to pick this one, and I will lose my advantage.

   On the contrary, the disadvantage should be highlighted - my meridians are still slightly weaker than ordinary people after all, I have solved this problem to the extent that I can practice the first secret treasure well, what's next? It should be insufficient.

  The meaning of the blind man is very clear. No matter how the situation in the world changes, it is not your personal list that can play a big role. The most important thing for him is to improve his own practice.

In fact, it was only the first month that Zhao Changhe opened the first level of secrets. He entered the list in early February, and it has only been a month and a half. Coming to this stage is no different from the small stage of one or two layers of the entrance, there is nothing to stop...

  The vision is different.

   Now that there is a secret-level skill of the Blood Fiend Kungfu, and the next step to upgrade the Blood Shura Body, it is indeed possible to go straight to the second-level secret treasure. Including the star spirit needed for sword casting, it should also be able to open the way at this stage.

  If there is a serious separation between this world and the previous era, then the ladders connecting the two are various secret realms, among which there are ethnic groups like the ancient spirit clan, which contain a lot of things suitable for exploration at this stage.

   There may be quite a few ethnic groups like this, such as the Sea Clan, but the one with the deepest roots is the Ancient Spirit Clan... You really should go for a walk.

  But I always feel that the world is changing drastically. At this time, I ran to a large-scale dungeon without seeing the outside world. I don’t know how many months it will take. Is it suitable...

  Zhao Changhe lingered for a moment and walked to the window.

   Suddenly stunned, under the moonlight, there was a bottle of medicine on the windowsill table, and there was actually a bowl of medicine soup.

  Zhao Changhe picked up the medicinal soup and smelled it, and took a sip. The medicinal soup was warm.

  This dispensing...thick evening makeup style. Her medical science and pharmacology were all taught by her, and she recognized it immediately after taking a sip.

  There was a scene in Zhao Changhe's mind. After Tang Wanzhuang finished the party, he hurriedly hid in the house to make the medicine with his own hands, and secretly brought it over at night, and entered through the window.

   Then he looked at him in his sleep, without disturbing him, carefully put the medicine aside, looked back again, and left gently.

  Just making up such a picture in the brain can make people feel soft.

  Zhao Changhe thought for a while, drank the medicine, pushed the door out, and planned to talk to Tang Wanzhuang.

  I don't know whether to talk about follow-up ideas or love.

  Actually, his brain can go deeper.

  Tang Wanzhuang not only boiled the medicine with his own hands, but also stood in the room under the moonlight and quietly watched his sleeping state for half an hour.

   Before leaving, he even touched his face... Then he closed his hands like an electric shock, and quickly left through the window.

  If Zhao Changhe knew about such a scene, he would probably feel like walking in the air...

   It was only after walking out that he realized that he had no idea which courtyard Tang Wanzhuang lived in.

This is the former Kuaiji prefect's mansion, and later the Maitreya leader's mansion. After Tang Buqi settled in, it was obviously cleaned up. Now there are no servants in the mansion. Ying Wu, Cui Yang and others live on their own, and they don't need servants and guards. , As a result, if you want to find someone to ask questions, you will not be able to find it for a while.

  Let go of your five senses and listen carefully. There are still noises in the city. Tang Buqi directs the finishing work and cleans up the Maitreya remnants in the city.

   It's really not easy, buddy... I don't know if I'm back to rest now.

  Zhao Changhe sighed, and with a flash, he went straight to the main courtyard.

   As for Tang Buqi's aunt, she must have arranged for her aunt to live in the main house, so there is no need to ask.

  Zhao Changhe arrived at the main courtyard of the back house lightly, but there were still no servants. The moonlight sprinkled in the courtyard like water, and a stone table was glowing with a quiet light, and there were residual tea on it that had not been cleaned.

  Come to Kuaiji to fight a decisive battle, Baoqin is obviously not there, imagining Tang Wanzhuang drinking tea alone in the courtyard, sighing to the moon, Zhao Changhe felt more itchy, and gently knocked on the door.

  She must have not slept, the medicinal soup just now was still warm, obviously she just came back not long ago.

   There was a knock on the door of the room, and there was the rustling sound of getting dressed inside, and the door opened with a "squeak".

  Zhao Changhe's smile froze on his face.

  Tang Buqi's big face appeared in front of him, with dark circles under his eyes, he asked helplessly, "It's the middle of the night, why are you looking for me?"

  Damn it, your main house is actually used by yourself. Unexpectedly, this thick eyebrow and big eyes, you are filial...

  Zhao Changhe coughed twice: "I was recuperating and drowsy before, and when I woke up, I was in a daze. You are the chief general. Of course I want to talk to you about everything. Uh, I thought that your practice is also advanced, so you don't need to sleep much. Didn't you bother me?"

  Tang Buqi sighed: "I just went to bed and got ready to rest...it's nothing, just chat."

   As he said that, he went to the stone table to make tea first: "This is also where Master Yuancheng came to drink tea just now, and I didn't even have the energy to clean it up."

   "Ahem." Zhao Changhe sat on the side and opened his wine gourd: "Don't boil the water, drink some wine?"

  Tang Buqi smiled and said, "That's right, I forgot that you are not as interested in tea as in wine."

  Actually, Zhao Changhe is also interested in tea now, but he just didn’t want to waste the time of boiling water, so he just said a few words and then withdrew...

  He poured wine for Tang Buqi nonchalantly, and sighed, "Unexpectedly, now you have become a famous general of the Great Xia..."

  Tang Buqi said: "It's not a famous general. To be honest, fighting the Maitreya Sect doesn't show any level. If we really fight against the Wang family one day, we will probably be able to prove some of our quality."

   "I feel that Wang Zhaoling can't beat you, at least he doesn't have your battle experience."

"There are a lot of people in the Wang family who have fought with barbarians." Tang Buqi didn't say this, but instead said: "Speaking of which, I was afraid of death at the beginning. I found out that commanding battles is actually more suitable for me, after all, there are not many times when the commander-in-chief is required to charge the battle in person, and when it is really necessary, he is not timid."

   "Because it's all a battle that I have planned and prepared for, so I have a bottom line?"

   "Almost..." Tang Buqi smiled and said, "Although deep down I still envy the chicness of the world... Ha, maybe I haven't been suitable for me from the beginning to the end. It's a stage prepared for people like you."

   "Don't, aren't you very suitable for riding a horse leaning on a bridge and full of red sleeves? This is also chic in the world."

  Tang Buqi squinted at him: "That's why you mess around everywhere?"

  Zhao Changhe sipped his wine and didn't speak.

  Tang Buqi was so sleepy that he said sleepily, "I'm too lazy to talk about you now. You're talking to me about these silly things in the middle of the night? What's the matter, hurry up if you want to talk, I'm going to sleep..."

   Actually, I just want to ask you which room your aunt lives in. Can I ask now, will you draw your sword and stab me?

  Zhao Changhe was searching his brains to find a topic, when he heard Tang Wanzhuang's voice from outside the courtyard: "Why don't you two rest? Drinking here in the middle of the night? Do you still need to be healthy?"

   Turning his head to look, Tang Wanzhuang came leisurely from outside. Under the moonlight, she was as beautiful as a phantom.

  Tang Buqi was about to complain that I didn't care about my health, I just went to bed and closed my eyes after being tired all day, it was this fellow who came here for no reason and made a lot of flattery...

   As a result, the words did not come out, Zhao Changhe said first: "I have a small injury, someone carefully prepared the medicine, and it is almost healed... I am bored at night, I went out for a walk, and I happened to be sleepless, so I chatted about the past, quite speculative..."

   Tang Buqi: "..."

Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes turned a few times on the faces of the two of them, seeming to have a smile: "It doesn't matter that you have worked very hard today, let him rest first, and we can talk about what you guys have tomorrow. Come with me, let me take a look your injury."

   Tang Buqi blurted out: "No, I'm in good spirits. Auntie, why don't you be alone with him, why don't you drink some wine together?"

  The dog and the man stared at him together, and said in unison: "What's the matter with the younger generation when the adults talk? Go to sleep with you!"

  Tang Buqi is inexplicably sad and indignant, you don’t want to act anymore, right?

  (end of this chapter)