The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 707: Sister, help you

 The daughter-in-law Xia, who was washing her fragrance, walked into the hall and naturally sat next to Zhao Changhe.

There are no scented soaps, let alone modern shampoos and shower gels, but the natural fragrance can move people's hearts. Her heroic figure, slender and straight legs, and beautiful face are dazzling and dazzling once she appears, instinctively attracting the attention of all males, and even many old monks chant the Buddha's name in a low voice.

But Zhao Changhe always felt that Sister-in-law's eyes were most beautiful when her body was covered in blood and her face was covered in black ash.

"You guys keep talking." Yue Hongling said with a smile: "Listening to you talking about taxes and labor, you are very knowledgeable."

"Ahem." Zhao Changhe coughed dryly: "There's nothing to say... I'll say it in a more disgusting way. I'll set the tone for this kind of thing, and a long history will suffice for the subsequent details."

Yue Hongling's beautiful eyes turned around on his face, and she lowered her head to drink tea: "Then do you have anything else important to say?"

"Of course it's a matter of gods and demons." Zhao Changhe said: "Do you know where this is?"

“I just asked the monk who led the way and he said it was Xiangyang.” Yue Hongling frowned slightly and was very confused: “This shouldn’t be the case. I’m obviously far away to the west of Kunlun.”

If you have a love brain, you will think that this is called meeting thousands of miles away by fate, but after hearing this, Yuan Cheng and others did not feel any romance. Instead, they were shocked and the hairs on their hair almost stood up.

No wonder my own secret place is like a toilet with people coming and going. Even people from the west of Kunlun can go here directly, so what is there to keep secret? Not to mention the secret area, even this temple can be stabbed at any time. Who can sleep soundly here?

Zhao Changhe understands this kind of thing better. After all, he has been dragged here since modern times. What’s so strange about being able to connect various spaces and move around. In the far east, Tianya Island is also teleported, and it is impossible for humans to fly to the ends of the sky. The concept is similar. Since the opponent has the "chaos" attribute, chaos in the space is not uncommon.

What’s more, the secret realm is originally a “heaven realm” with different fragments scattered. Maybe the fragments scattered on the two sides are themselves one, which would not be surprising.

 The question now is, can we come over there, and can we go over here?

 And this kind of spatial connection, is the other party intentionally connected here, or is it a natural thing?

 This will lead to different judgments and subsequent responses.

Looking at the ugly faces of Yuan Cheng and others, Zhao Changhe slowly said: "How much do you know about this secret realm?"

Yuan Cheng said: "We don't know much about it, because our original mountain gate is not here. We only know from word of mouth that this place was once a holy place. In the past, we didn't dare to openly develop here after the death of the late emperor. You know... this is all we have here. In a month or two, the main focus will be on repairing the temple and recruiting believers. It is difficult to carry out investigation in the secret area for the time being. It seems too big at first glance and there is insufficient manpower. I only guard the ancient temple and Vajra inside, hoping to slowly explore the surrounding area. "

“I know that Master Yuanxing was originally at Huayan Temple in Mount Wutai. Where were you originally?”

"To be honest with King Zhao, I was originally in Chang'an." Yuan Cheng hesitated for a moment and whispered: "The Li family originally supported our development. To be honest, I originally went to Xiangyang with the intention of being a pioneer for them."

Zhao Changhe looked at him sideways: "Are there many barbarians in Chang'an City?"

Yuan Cheng didn’t speak.

Zhao Changhe didn't bother to talk about him. Sects often have no country. They are very similar to aristocratic families in this regard. As long as they support their missionary work, it has nothing to do with whoever controls the world. Of course, the Hu people have shamanism, and the conflict with them is not a big deal. They cannot be too determined to hang out with the Li family. They came to Xiangyang just to open up a second battlefield and see if they can eat both sides.

Yuan Cheng knew that Zhao Changhe could see clearly, and finally said with some embarrassment: "A few days ago, the news about Gui Chen in the Wang family came out, and now Chang'an is a little suspicious of us. After all, Junior Brother Yuan Xing had a relationship with King Zhao, and Lao Na himself I also participated in the Battle of Maitreya with King Zhao, so..."

Zhao Changhe laughed out loud. No wonder, no matter how he looked at it, he was dead and alive. The Li family couldn't believe it. Unexpectedly, returning to the dust can have a chain reaction.

"If you really want to develop well here, don't be indifferent. I suggest that you people from Chang'an also withdraw and finish the work. I won't use you like Guichen." Zhao Changhe said: "Correspondingly, the intelligence of Chang'an, you Give me a copy...you don’t have to give it to me directly, just transfer it to the Capital Demon Suppression Division."

Yuancheng said simply: "Okay."

Zhao Changhe nodded with satisfaction: "Since you don't understand this secret realm, you should understand it first. It is meaningless for everyone to make blind guesses about the current situation. Don't do anything else with your manpower. The temple fair has been completed. The mission is to collect them first and explore this secret realm specifically. I will stay here for the next few days and we will discuss the results later."

 The monks saluted: "I will arrange for King Zhao to rest first."

Yue Hongling found that she only said one sentence when she came over. She originally thought that there were a lot of things that she needed to discuss, but she found that she was no longer needed. Looking at Zhao Changhe who was serving tea to the guests, Yue Hongling suddenly felt so strange...

"Why are you looking at me like that? Isn't this the basic operation of being a village leader? It's just that the village is bigger now..." Zhao Changhe turned to look at her and grinned: "Madam, do you think you can't hold it down anymore?"

"Bah." Yue Hongling glared at him, watched the monks leave one after another, then went over and closed the door, then turned back and said: "I knew you would have the change you have now. I understood it when I was in the Spirit Clan. Your vision is The world and the world are too small for you... It also inspired my sword intention at that time. But I didn't expect that this day would come so quickly. It has only been so long... I almost don't recognize that young man."

Zhao Changhe said: "Because people always have to grow up, and even Yangyang is no longer a lolita."

Yue Hongling didn't understand what a loli was, and didn't bother to care. She just sat beside her with one hand on the table and her chin up, looking at him intently.

Zhao Changhe is really no longer a teenager now. Yue Hongling can clearly feel the wind and fatigue on Zhao Changhe's face, as well as the magnanimity and calmness of his high position... To tell the truth, he is only twenty-three after the New Year. At this age, he is scolding Fang in front of a group of old monks. But no one felt that it was against the rules. It felt very "old".

 Because I think too much and worry too much.

But the aura is still strong and the edges and corners are still sharp, making people feel that he has never changed and is still the boy he was before.

 She whispered: "Am I getting old?"

 The heroine, who has never cared about her appearance, suddenly felt a little worried about her own gains and losses at this moment.

 He is old and what about himself?

Walking alone to the end of the world, with endless yellow sand and wind and frost swords, have you left any traces on your face or calluses on your hands and feet?

Zhao Changhe said: "I'm quite disappointed."

Yue Hongling's heart skipped a beat and she frowned.

Zhao Changhe continued: "You are not old."

Yue Hongling: "?"

"Actually, I hope you can grow older..." Zhao Changhe finally reached out and touched her cheek: "That way I can continue to call you sister."

Yue Hongling's heartbeat was beating faster, but it seemed to be in the opposite direction to before. It was slow and slow, like a stone dropped into the water, causing ripples to ripple round and round, unable to stop for a long time.

She spoke with some difficulty: "Didn't you always want to call me your sister before? You look like you want to conquer someone, which makes people angry."

Zhao Changhe whispered: "But after seeing all the prosperity, I finally feel that I want a sister."

His rough big hands caressed her face, her pretty face was as delicate as ever.

Yue Hongling saw the exhaustion in Zhao Changhe's heart. It turned out that the hard-working man could also be tired.

His tiredness seems to only show up in front of her. Even "old women" like Zhuque and Tang Wanzhuang don't get this treatment.

 In the past, he always had to express "I can help you" or "I can join hands with you to hold a sword". This seems to be the first time he said, "I want you to help me" and "I want a sister."

Just like the young man standing there stubbornly but at a loss among the corpses all over the floor of Zhaocuo. He is almost the same person as King Zhao who just scolded Fang Qiu.

"I am your sister." Yue Hongling hugged him gently and comforted in a low voice: "The village is bigger and there are more troubles. It doesn't matter... My sister won't leave this time. I will help you."

 (End of this chapter)