The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 87 Sharpening the Knife

  Leaving the restaurant, just when the rain stopped, Zhao Changhe was in a better mood. Seeing that his beloved horse was also eating comfortably, and there was no such thing as stealing a horse, his mood was even better.

  Thinking about it carefully, of course no one would dare to steal a horse, if you don’t look at the scary knife on his back...

  Zhao Changhe rewarded Xiao Er with a piece of silver, and was about to lift his foot up to pedal, when he suddenly remembered something, put his foot down again, leaned over and carefully checked the stirrup and saddle for foreign objects.

  The Cui family lived a comfortable life, and almost forgot about these ways.

   After careful inspection, there was nothing there, Zhao Changhe heaved a sigh of relief, and got on his horse.

  The middle-aged man from Zhenmasi had been standing at the door looking at him, and he also showed appreciation when he saw this, and handed over a page: "This is Han Wubing's information."

  Zhao Changhe was not polite, and took it directly: "Thank you."

  The middle-aged man said: "Wu Weiyang is the next town magician, maybe we will meet again in the future. As for going to the trouble, the town magician will not take action, your Excellency be careful all the way."

   After speaking, the figure flashed and disappeared.

  This speed, at least seven or eight layers of the entrance...Zhenmensi still has a little bit of knowledge. Zhao Changhe didn't feel much, the number nine on the Tianbang had already drank tea in front of him, so he didn't care.

  He felt that what this Wu Weiyang said was a bit hinting that he would not take any action in the past, so be careful all the way, and what about after that? Does it mean that if you need help with something at that time, you can find the local town magician?

  Zhao Changhe didn't think about this for the time being, and rode a snow-treading black horse slowly along the official road, spreading out the information given by Wu Weiyang to read carefully.

  Han Wubing, 19 years old this year...actually younger than himself, I couldn't see it in the ruined temple before, so cold.

  He was originally an ordinary student of Bashan Jianlu, and his aptitude was not top-notch. Because of his hard work in practicing swords, he could be regarded as a middle-class student. He is taciturn and only likes to practice swords, so his popularity is average and his sense of existence is not high.

  Three years ago, everyone in Jianlu came to Ancient Sword Lake to try their luck, looking for the legendary ancient sword left in the last era.

  The reason why the legend of the sword in the ancient sword lake has always been marketed is not just that it is passed down from old to old, but that it exudes magic. Occasionally, amazing sword energy rises from the lake, and those who come to find the sword are often killed here inexplicably. However, after further investigation, nothing was found. It was completely inexplicable, and no one knew where the sword energy came from.

Because of this, everyone believes that there is magic here, but there is no force willing to stay here to find swords, for fear of dying inexplicably, so Gujian Lake has never been reserved by anyone, but it has never stopped coming here to try its luck. .

  But after so many years, I still couldn't find anything. Cui Yuanyang also said before that the Cui family organized staff to search for it many times but failed to find it. Cui Wenjing's intelligence and military strength are all top-notch in the world. If he can't find it, others will have no chance. Therefore, the larger forces have gradually given up looking for this thing, thinking it is a waste of time.

  The big power is gone, but the Jianghu people who can't help but want to try their luck will continue to follow. No one dares to live by the lake, but Jianhu City, which is more than ten miles away, is extremely bustling and lively. The number of inns, brothels, taverns, and casinos is probably the highest in this world, more than the capital, because there are too many outsiders.

   This also forms a place with a huge number of forces and mixed fish and dragons. Its level of complexity is indeed not something that a rookie with three or four levels of entrances can play casually.

  Han Wubing was with the team at the time, and of course he was just going out with his elders and brothers to learn a lot, and it was also a Jianghu experience organized by Jianlu. He was not very popular, so he didn't go with his seniors. He was searching by the lake alone, but he met a good friend by accident.

As to whether there is a reason for this, why a person with a bad relationship hit it off with someone else, the Zhenmagic intelligence data can't go into this detail, after all, the person involved, Han Wubing, won't accept your interview, It can only be carried in one stroke.

The ancient sword was not found, but Han Wubing and this friend were lucky enough to find the corpse of a senior who died here, and got some swordsmanship inheritance and a treasured sword. The friend shared the sword, and Han I got the cheat book without illness, and everyone is happy.

  As a result, Jianlu’s senior brother met and bullied others, saying that this should be the property of Jianlu, whether it is a sword or a secret book.

  In the end, his friend was killed and his sword was taken away. Han Wubing tore up the secret book angrily and left the sword house. From then on, he wandered around the world, became more reticent, and made a living as a bounty hunter.

The incident was very simple, and the records given by Zhenmasi were not exaggerated. Just explaining the situation dryly, Zhao Changhe couldn't even mobilize his emotions. Taking advantage of the power to seize treasures and kill people, and the children ran away in anger, the starting point and opening of the book are all templates that were used only ten years ago.

   But having said that, this Han Wubing is very loyal. He tried the sword for three years, went to the fifth stage of the entrance, sacrificed to the tomb during the Qingming Festival, and killed all his enemies.

Zhao Changhe couldn't help but opened the wine gourd and took a sip: "Happy, such an appointment with an opponent makes people look forward to it... Unlike those ghosts and monsters, even if the road is paved along the way, they are just like flies and annoying. "

   After saying this, the gourd was put away, and suddenly with a flick of his hand, a copper coin flew out.

  In the treetops by the roadside, someone suddenly screamed and fell down from the tree.

   "Do you really think I'm so engrossed in reading that I don't even know someone is coming?" Zhao Changhe let out a long laugh and rode away: "There are knives in the sky? It's nothing more than a whetstone!"

   "Whoosh!" Several sword lights burst out in front of him, and the sword energy howled sharply, piercing through the door.

  Zhao Changhe rode his horse into a sprint, stretched his hand backwards, and grasped the handle of the knife protruding from his shoulder.

   When the sword arrives, the horse arrives.

   "Choke!" The dragon sparrow got out of its sheath and swiped furiously.

  The attacking assassins were all horrified, but how could a person avoid such a wide range of swinging knives in mid-air?

  Several long swords were placed on the path of the knife, and there was a sound of smashing, the long sword was broken, and the blood rained all over the sky.

  Treading Xue Wuzhao sprinted past among the broken limbs and arms, with the blood raining all over the sky, especially behind him, and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow screamed excitedly.

  There is an assassin in front of him who wants to attack. People are dumbfounded by this scene, how dare they move?

   A little further away, it seems that someone was ambushing around, pulling the tripping rope.

  Zhao Changhe saw it with sharp eyes, turned his horse, and went straight to the side of the road.

  Before the man had time to pull up the rope, Treading Xue Wuzhao's charging speed far exceeded his prediction, and before he lifted his hand, the horse was already in front of him.

  The length of the blade and the attack range exceeded expectations... The people behind watched helplessly as a dark red arc crossed, and with a "click", it was cut in two.

   Only half of the body was left, standing there stupidly still holding the end of the tripping rope, and the snow-treading Wuzhao had already rushed more than ten feet away.

   "It doesn't matter if you are from the Blood God Sect or Tingxuelou, or Xiaoxiao who snatches horses and knives..." Zhao Changhe put away his sword and jumped on his horse, laughing and leaving: "I don't hide my whereabouts along the way, come if you want!"

  Wu Weiyang stood behind and looked into the distance, tsk-tsk loudly: "So brave, the chief is actually worried that he will be in danger on the road... This person said that he doesn't want our help, but he was already excited in his heart, and he was afraid that others would not come strong enough."

   A subordinate next to him sighed: "If such a person hadn't fallen into the rivers and lakes ahead of time, he would definitely rule the world."

  Wu Weiyang didn't answer, knowing the subtext of his subordinates in his heart.

   Such a person has a relatively high chance of falling... But thinking of Zhao Changhe's careful inspection before getting on his horse, Wu Weiyang still feels that this person cannot die.

  Don't look at him as bold and thoughtful, but consider him a reckless man, and now his grave is three feet high.

   "Let's go back and tell the first seat. I don't know if she will really come to see her in person." Wu Weiyang muttered with some puzzlement: "It's strange, the first seat pays attention to this person, which is a bit extraordinary."

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  (end of this chapter)