Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 167: Crouching dragon and phoenix chick

Chapter 167 Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick

Zhao Changhe was so suffocated that his face turned into an eggplant.

I really thought it was "you can learn the meaning of the sword at a glance". Just lie to others. This time, you even fooled yourself.

Did you really learn those things by yourself? The gold foil has repeatedly slowed down the gesture for you to imitate dozens or hundreds of times!

Besides, the understanding of martial arts is really not the same thing as these... If you think you know it in your head, it will be useless in your hands.

"What's going on...I, I'll come back another day? First, let's go tell the maid a story..." Seeing that the string was broken and unable to be played, Zhao Changhe made a poor excuse and ran away as if for his life.

Tang Wanzhuang watched him leave with a straight face until he turned out of the waterside pavilion and could no longer see anyone. Suddenly he smiled and said in a low voice: "No wonder Hebuqi gets along well, he is obviously a big boy."

Bao Qin is crying: "My strings..."

"Be a good boy, don't cry. My sister will help you beat him tomorrow."

"Miss, will you be with this stinky bear? Woohoo..."

"No, Zhao Changhe is the man that Tang Wanzhuang will never get. Be good, his face is wet with tears."

Baoqin raised his head with tears in his eyes: "Miss, do you really want him?"

Tang Wanzhuang was stunned and couldn't help but laugh: "Just an allusion, let's see where you want to go. It's not so much that I want to get him, it's better to say that Daxia wants to get him, but it's best... not to One word becomes a prophecy.”

As he spoke, he got up from his seat and wanted to go out.

Bao Qin asked curiously: "Miss, where are you going?"

"There are still a lot of things to do in Gusu..." Tang Wanzhuang sighed a little tiredly: "He is in a hurry and never has peace of mind, so why am I not the same? I can take advantage of half a day to listen to a story from him. , I can’t tell whether this music is for him to meditate or to rest for myself.”

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Zhao Changhe took a puff of smoke and returned to his guest house, but was stunned for a moment when he entered the door.

Sisi lay on her bed, sleeping soundly without any image.

Zhao Changhe thought of the topic he asked casually in the morning... Maybe she really didn't have a place to sleep last night. She didn't know where she spent the night meditating, right?

Judging from her beauty, she is unlikely to be an ordinary person from the ancient spirit tribe. She is obviously well-nourished and does not need to do menial work. She felt that she was Duan Yu. She didn't deny that she had guessed her as a little princess before, so she should be. But why would a little princess run away and suffer?

And her lack of moral integrity does not just refer to matters of etiquette and restraint. For example, at Bailian Temple, she actually knelt down when he forced her to kneel down. This seemed inconsistent with the little princess. How could there be such a shameless princess...

But no matter what, the two of them have fought side by side now and are already friends. Basically, if she wants to say something and is able to say it, she will naturally say it, and it will be difficult to force it. Zhao Changhe didn't think too much at this time. He pulled the corner of the thin quilt on the side, covered her briefly, and then sat in front of the window to read.

The sound effect of that piece of music is really good. I feel very calm at this time. I don’t even feel anything in the hot summer. In the past, I couldn’t stand reading a few lines of books, but now I can read them...

Looking back at this time, I was not only in a hurry, but almost exhausted.

Slow down...

Haste makes waste.

The blood evil wrapped around the body and the spiritual platform unknowingly spread like a flat lake. Zhao Changhe even felt that the next onset of the disease would be delayed a lot.

Sisi on the bed opened her eyes, looked down at the thin quilt covering her body, and then at Zhao Changhe who was reading quietly by the window.

I was full of resentment, but it calmed down unconsciously, and I just watched him reading quietly without saying anything for a long time.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Changhe turned over a page of the book and said casually: "Did you read this book before going to bed?"

Sisi glanced at it and saw that it was a beginner's guide to pairs, and said: "Yes, Chinese humanities. I have wanted to learn it before, but I still think that learning martial arts is more important and I don't have time to get into it. After listening to your story, I felt that it was interesting to learn a little bit, so I read the enlightenment book of their maid."

"How is it? It's fun, right?"

"It's okay to have some fun, it doesn't mean much." Sisi got up lazily along her hair, showing off her exquisite and beautiful figure, but found that Zhao Changhe didn't even look at it. She gave the blind man some flirtatious looks and said, "Hey, do you think your partner is more interesting to you than me?"

"I used to find it uninteresting, but now that I calm down, I find it interesting." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "There is wine in the world, but no poetry. There is indeed something missing... Daxia has Tang Dynasty makeup. , which can be regarded as filling this gap.”

Sisi was shocked: "You are talking to me, but you are thinking about Tang Wanzhuang!"

Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm talking about the poetry and painting she represents, not her as a person. You are less educated than me."

"Of course our foreign little girl is not as beautiful as Jiangnan, the leader of the Tang Dynasty!" Sisi gritted her teeth and said: "But if you can understand such boring things as poetry pairs at a glance, it's no big deal!"

Zhao Changhe was also shocked: "You can figure it out just by looking at it? Isn't it the same as me who thought it was easy to learn to play the piano?"

Sisi said: "Why don't you just use antonyms or synonyms? What's the problem? Like you, Zhao Changhe, I heard that you killed a traitor named Wang Dashan before. It's a pity that you are not a couple. ."

Zhao Changhe said silently: "I also feel that he is at odds with me, so is my cultural level actually on the same level as that of foreigners?"

Sisi said: "So isn't it that simple?"

"The long river is good, but what about something more difficult? Like... the sailors on the river?"

"Ham."

Zhao Changhe: "?"

"How's it going? Are you very wise?" Sisi put her hands on her hips triumphantly: "Why don't I take a test on you to see if you are as smart as me. Hmm... just wise, right?" ”

Zhao Changhe was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Idiot?"

Sisi: "?"

Wolong and Phoenix looked at me and I looked at you, with a straight face at the same time.

Sisi finally realized that this thing is not simple. It can’t be done by just saying antonyms. However, she refused to admit defeat and said with a pinched neck: “What’s the use for the pair? Those people are so beautiful and colorful. , it’s so exciting to watch. Is your Demi-Gods and Dragons interesting? Come on, keep telling the story. It’s rare that you have free time to talk nonsense here. If you don’t finish the story, don’t let some old aunt interrupt again. Listen. Not a single story goes well."

"I have been tortured by you so much that I don’t want to tell it anymore. The story is just the story, without any innuendo. I am not a fairy brother, and you are not Jiumozhi. If you continue to listen to your brain circuit, the original meaning of the story will be lost. I will tell you It’s not a taste anymore.”

"Then at least finish telling me the story of this maid who can disguise herself?"

"Well, first make sure this is not you, otherwise I won't dare to talk about it."

"Okay, okay, it's not me." Sisi came over and shook his shoulders: "Master, hurry up and talk."

"But it was said that Duan Yu met a majestic man in a restaurant..." Zhao Changhe finally started to talk about it. In fact, he really didn't want to talk about it. The love between a maid who can disguise herself and a bold and rough man made her wonder. Think of this as Zhao Changhe's evildoer. No matter how you hear it, it's just a tease.

And he was very shameless. He made Uncle Qiao so heroic that he was like the God of War. Who would listen and not think that this is Zhao Changhe's self-promotion and self-promotion? Why don't you just talk about Beimang Village?

But Sisi is good at never interrupting when listening to a story. She just puts on her pink cheeks and looks at you with big eyes admiringly, as if she is looking forward to the next story. I don’t know what she is thinking. Something happened.

It wasn't until the story stumbled about that Qiao Feng accidentally killed A'Zhu and stuffed cattle and sheep to make a promise, Sisi's expression finally changed. She looked at Zhao Changhe as if she wanted to strangle him to death.

Zhao Changhe reluctantly stopped the story and sighed: "So, this is not some innuendo. I am not that good, and there is no reason to make up such an ending for you, right... This is someone else's story. ”

"Is this why you don't want to disguise yourself as someone else?"

"Well...there must be certain factors."

Sisi thought for a long time and whispered to herself: "Whether you made up the story or not, in my opinion you do look a little bit like Qiao Feng... But unfortunately, besides knowing Apart from her disguise, she is not even remotely close to A'Zhu. If you want such a considerate maid, you can find another one from Tang Buqi, who is more suitable than me."

"Hey..."

Sisi smiled narrowly: "I didn't say you made it up. Do you dare to say that you don't want a little maid like that? It's a pity that you have A Zi next to you now."

"You're not done yet, are you? It's all you!" Zhao Changhe clenched his fists, pretending to hit him.

Sisi put on a defensive posture.

The two were about to start a fight when Tang Wanzhuang's sigh came from outside: "I don't mean to disturb Mr. Zhao, but I'm afraid everyone's leisurely rest is coming to an end."

Zhao Changhe was startled: "What's going on?"

"The Tang family responsible for guarding the exit of the Sword Emperor's Tomb reported urgently. There was another earthquake below, and something seems to have happened." Tang Wanzhuang's tone was also a little helpless and tired: "It has only been a day, and your injuries are not fully healed. , and I have just started to meditate, I really don’t want you to come into contact with these things in the short term... But if I don’t call you, wouldn’t you be unhappy?”

Sisi suddenly lost her mood for joking, and her expression became startled again.

Zhao Changhe also felt that things in the world were deliberately pushing him, and he was almost suspicious that the blind man was causing trouble. How can one be so restless? I had just calmed down to tell stories, learn piano music, tease and tease the little maids, and it was quite comfortable to have fun, but it didn’t last more than a day, and something happened...

It seems that the soldiers and horses were exhausted before, did they also have a sense of deliberate destiny?

Push yourself to grow, not caring about overdrafting your potential and leaving behind hidden dangers. If it hadn't been for Tang Wan's makeup, I might never have thought of this level.

But when you think about it, there is nothing to worry about. In troubled times, how can there be so much leisure time?

Thinking of this, he smiled casually: "Why bother to move or be still? Just do it when it comes, and rest when it's done. Once you know what your problem is, you will naturally put it away. Anyway, the Sword Emperor's Tomb will always be explored. Once this is done, I’ll just follow you and learn the piano.”

As he said that, he turned around and picked up the dragon bird by the window, carried it on his shoulders and strode out: "Let's go, I am like a bear doing embroidery when I play the piano. This is my stage!"