The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 59 Wind and Rain Mountain Temple

  Zhao Changhe took Cui Yuanyang all the way at lightning speed, fled for dozens of miles before stopping panting, leaning against a tree behind Ge You, paralyzed, too tired to speak for a long time.

  Cui Yuanyang also squatted on the side panting hard, but his eyes were shining when he looked at Zhao Changhe.

  It’s really fun, this is going out.

   "I'm not only a bandit, next time I might covet Tang Wanzhuang! Tell her to clean it up and wait!"

  Hee hee, fun, that's it.

  Zhao Changhe squinted at her: "Why are you squatting there like a toad?"

   "The floor is dirty."

   "There is no rain here, and the ground is considered dry. There are so many things to do when you are away from home."

   "Hey, it's really fun. Why is it still raining over there, and it stopped after only a few dozen miles? Look at the ground, it hasn't rained for at least two days, and it didn't just stop."

  Zhao Changhe laughed: "Would you believe that the rain will chase us later? This is called the Son of Destiny, and the sky will chase me and cry."

  Cui Yuanyang's big eyes blinked, but he didn't know why.

  Zhao Changhe lazily said: "You can slowly ask your parents about these things when you go home... But I suggest that you better ask the old farmers, have you never talked to them in your life?"

That sense of alienation came again, but this time Cui Yuanyang didn't care, still blinking his eyes and asked: "Obviously I can solve the trouble by revealing my identity, maybe you can still be entertained by the sheriff, and you can get rid of it by the way." Why do I, this little trouble, spoil my reputation and make people think that you have kidnapped girls?"

Zhao Changhe lazily said: "Ms. Cui's family lived with a man before she left the court, and people know that your reputation is ruined... My reputation is like that. Low-end gangsters are naturally rebellious, and there is another one who is greedy for money and lustful." What's the matter?"

   "So you simply said that you coveted Tang Wanzhuang to make this image more like it?"

"I didn't think too much about it. Am I a little angry at her? I'm an independent individual with my own thoughts, not something that can be manipulated by others... Even though I can understand her, what's the use of understanding each other? It is valuable, otherwise it is called licking a dog."

Zhao Changhe said, stretched his waist, and stood up: "It's almost time to rest, let's go. I was careless this time, I shouldn't be strutting around the city with you, I deserve it if the reputation falls again... Next we Maybe you won’t go into the city, but live in the suburbs, can you?”

  Cui Yuanyang clenched his fists excitedly: "Of course!"

  Zhao Changhe glanced at her energetic appearance, and laughed: "Let's go."

He felt that this little oily bottle was not as oily as he had imagined. She fully understood and cooperated with his actions, and she was not stupid at all. I don't find it annoying either.

  It’s nice to have such a companion along the way, isn’t it?

  Cui Yuanyang followed closely behind, still asking endlessly: "Hey, why didn't you scold me for causing trouble, instead you said you deserved it."

   "Are you looking for scolding?"

   "No... just ask."

"Although you messed up my plan, it's me, not you, who decides what to do. It's my own problem if I forget about my own situation. How does dumping the pot help my growth? Well, stop talking nonsense, the rain is coming, run."

  Cui Yuanyang turned his head and looked back, and sure enough, he saw heavy rain chasing him all the way here, which looked amazing.

  Cui Yuanyang ran with his head in his arms, turning his head all the way to see the heavy rain chasing after him, laughing while running.

so fun.

  ...

   Dusk, wild.

  The ruined mountain temple.

  Zhao Changhe stopped outside, looked up at the dusty plaque on the temple gate, and remained silent for a while.

   "Hey, what are you looking at?"

   "I don't call you eh, and I don't call you hello... It feels like you are less educated than me."

  Cui Yuanyang curled his lips, otherwise how would he call it? Brother Zhao? It's too polite. Long river? If I dare to shout, you dare to grab my rabbit ears and throw it out. Could it be Brother Zhao? Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

  She simply skipped the topic, and continued to ask: "What are you looking at? This inscription is not very good. I can write better than it."

  “I was thinking, in a world with gods, does the mountain **** exist? If so, why let its temple be ruined.”

   Cui Yuanyang was stunned for a while, and then muttered: "I don't know, I haven't seen it anyway."

   "Secondly, I was thinking, the ruined temple in the wild, the classic scene, I think something happened tonight."

  Little rabbit has circles in both eyes, what is this? If you think something is going on here, why do you have to live here? Can't we change places? It's not too late, I still have time to find a farm in front of me to stay overnight, I have money...

   Before he could ask for an exit, Zhao Changhe had already opened the door and entered.

   This is obviously because I want to live in this ruined temple with great interest!

   Cui Yuanyang muttered inwardly, then stepped onto the threshold, and saw Zhao Changhe standing still on the spot, his eyes fixed on the corner of the ruined temple, and his hand was already on the handle of the knife.

  A thin young man in black was leaning against the corner with his sword in his hand, closing his eyes and resting his mind, as if he didn't know the two came in.

   Cui Yuanyang felt a little beating in his heart. After standing outside for so long just now, he really didn’t feel that there was anyone inside. Until now, it’s hard to notice this person’s breathing. It’s very weak and long, which can be regarded as a brilliant internal skill.

   Sure enough, something happened.

  Cui Yuanyang was about to say something, but Zhao Changhe's hand left the handle of the knife, waved his hand and said in a low voice: "The wilderness is uninhabited, come first, come first...others come first, let's not disturb, just sit on the edge and rest."

  Cui Yuanyang obediently followed Zhao Changhe to sit in the corner opposite the young man in black, and lightly took out a few pastries from the package: "Do you want to eat?"

  Zhao Changhe wondered: "When did you buy pastries, why don't I know..."

"When you checked out at the counter in the morning, I went to Babaozhai next door to buy it. It was better than the broken cakes you brought out from the inn. Also, I wanted to say it a long time ago, what kind of wild shop at noon, Not even meat…”

   "..." Zhao Changhe didn't try to teach him not to be greedy for rich clothes and fine food when he was away from home, and reached out for a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake without saying a word.

  Who doesn’t love to eat good food, it’s nice to have rich loli with you.

  Zhao Changhe opened the wine gourd, sipped the wine and pastries, and never left the corner of his eyes for a moment from the black-clothed youth.

   But until it was almost finished, the young man in black didn't even move, as if he was dead.

  Just when Zhao Changhe felt that everyone was safe and sound and the night was over like this, there was a very slight sound of footsteps in his ears, someone stepped on the roof.

  Zhao Changhe's hand quietly touched the handle of the knife again.

  The atmosphere is silent, and murderous intentions are hidden.

  At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Damn it didn't rain just now, why did the rain pour all the way over?"

   "Avoid it first, and then worry about it."

  According to the voice, a large group of people pushed the door and entered, and the wind and rain outside drifted with the door, and the rain broke through the temple, making a lot of noise.

  A middle-aged man who looked like a leader glanced casually and saw three people sitting in the corners on both sides, and waved impatiently: "Our Cui family has reserved the place here, everyone please."

   Cui Yuanyang stuffed a mouthful of cake into his mouth and almost choked to death. He stared at the group of people with wide eyes, trying to find a familiar face, but he couldn't find it.

   But having said that, the Cui family's power has spread across the county, and she doesn't know everyone, so she can't tell whether these are the real Cui family. Subconsciously, I also feel... If so, it doesn't seem strange.

  She glanced at Zhao Changhe cautiously. Zhao Changhe was slowly eating the last piece of cake, stuffed the wine gourd again, and remained silent.

  The youth in black on the opposite side didn't respond either.

  The leader waited for a few breaths, seeing that no one was moving, a sneer appeared on his face: "There are quite a few people who toast and refuse to drink. Throw them away!"

As a result, none of the group of subordinates went to find trouble with the young man in black, and they all rushed to Cui Yuanyang's side: "Little girl, it's darker and the dew is heavier, and the rainy night is damp and cold. Why don't you come and keep warm with your brothers. It's violent to hang out with this kind of rough guy." hell..."

   Before the words fell, Cui Yuanyang drew his long sword out of its sheath, his pretty face flushed with anger: "You, you know that I am..."

   "Yo! She has a temper." Some people couldn't help reaching out to touch her face: "This little red face is so cute."

   "Shua!" The knife flashed.

No one could see exactly when Zhao Changhe pulled out the knife. When the sound of the knife being unsheathed sounded, a severed hand flew up, and blood gushed out. It was only at this moment that the person whose hand was cut off realized the pain and hugged the knife. Broken Arm screamed: "Kill him! Kill him!"

  The moment the knife was unsheathed, the young man in black, who had been holding his sword and closing his eyes motionless, suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils were like swords, and he stared at Zhao Changhe's hand without blinking.

  Cui Yuanyang over there was so angry that he was about to cry, he drew his sword and slashed wildly: "I'll kill you, I'll kill you, woo woo woo!"

No matter how stupid the little Cui family is, it is also a standard third level of the entrance, and he has learned the most brilliant swordsmanship. These few swords have been smashed and turned over several times. The face of the leader over there suddenly turned pale: "The distant mountains are like Daisy! , Cui family swordsmanship! You, you are..."

   "You don't care who I am! I'll hack you to death, you will pay for the reputation of my Cui family, and you will pay for the rivers and lakes I want! Huh, huh..."

  Amidst the chaos, Zhao Changhe didn't make any further moves, his hand was tightly gripped by the handle of the knife, and he was actually sweating.

  The pressure on him from the eyes of the young man in black was almost as strong as the blow from the unyielding gods and Buddhas above.

   "Crash!" The roof cracked suddenly, the wind and rain surged instantly, and a sword light mixed with the wind and rain fell in an instant, reaching Zhao Changhe's throat in the blink of an eye.

  Visitors on the roof take advantage of the chaos!

   "Clang!" The **** saber slashed into the wind and rain, Zhao Changhe had been prepared for a long time, ready to leave the knife to the young man in black, and resolutely transferred it to the gentleman on Liangshang to absorb it.

  The sound of clashing swords and swords came, and the visitor let out a muffled grunt. Obviously, he didn't expect Zhao Changhe to be so well-prepared. But his figure didn't stop, and with the power of Zhao Changhe's knife, he suddenly turned around in the air, and stabbed Cui Yuanyang's back with a sword!

  Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat.

  I always thought that all kinds of murderous intentions were aimed at me, but it turns out that there are people whose real target is Cui Yuanyang!

   Thank you for not really meaning Shangmeng~

  (end of this chapter)