Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 58: Fengyushan Temple

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

Cui Yuanyang also worked hard and squatted aside to catch his breath, but his eyes sparkled when he looked at Zhao Changhe.

It’s so fun, this is the time to go out.

"Not only am I a gangster, but next time I may be coveting Tang Wanzhuang! Let her wash up and wait!"

Hee hee, it’s fun, that’s it.

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

"The floor is dirty."

"It's not raining here, the ground is dry, why do so many things happen when you go out."

"Hey, it's so funny. Why is it still raining over there and then it stops raining just a few dozen miles away? Look at the ground. It hasn't rained for at least two days. It didn't just stop."

Zhao Changhe laughed: "Do you believe that the rain will come after us later? This is called the son of destiny, and the sky will chase me and cry."

Cui Yuanyang's big eyes flashed and she was confused.

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

The feeling of alienation came again, but this time Cui Yuanyang didn't care. He still asked with gleaming eyes: "Obviously, I can solve the problem by revealing my identity. Maybe you can still be entertained by the county governor. By the way, You can get rid of this little trouble like me, but why do you ruin your reputation and make people think that you kidnapped girls?"

Zhao Changhe said lazily: "Miss Cui is living in a hotel with a man before she leaves the court. If people find out, your reputation will be ruined... My reputation is like that. Low-end gangsters are born to be rebellious. One more thing. What’s the big deal about being greedy for sex?”

"So you are simply coveting the late Tang Dynasty makeup to make this image more like it?"

"I didn't think too much about it. Am I a little angry with her? I am an independent individual with my own thoughts. I am not something to be manipulated by others... Although I can understand her, what's the point? Mutual understanding is valuable, otherwise it is called dog-licking."

Zhao Changhe stretched as he spoke and stood up: "It's almost time to rest. Let's go. I was careless this time. I shouldn't have swaggered around the city with you. I deserve it if my reputation drops again. ...We may not go into the city next time, but stay in the suburbs, can you do that?"

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

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

He felt that this little troll was not as troll as he thought. She fully understood and cooperated with his actions, and was not stupid at all. In fact... he asked the same question as a hundred thousand whys afterwards, but she was cute. I love it, but it doesn’t bother me at all.

Wouldn’t it be nice to have such a companion along the way?

Cui Yuanyang followed closely, still asking endless questions: "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 it's true, it's me who decides what to do, not you. Of course it's my own problem if I forget that I'm in a bad situation. How does passing the blame help growth? Okay, stop talking nonsense. , the rain is coming, run quickly.”

Cui Yuanyang turned around and looked back, and sure enough he saw Heavy Rain chasing him all the way here. It looked amazing.

Cui Yuanyang ran away with his head in his arms, turning his head to watch Heavy Rain chasing after him, laughing as he ran.

It's so fun.

…………

Dusk, in the wild.

The ruined mountain temple.

Zhao Changhe stopped outside, looked up at the dusty plaque on the temple door, and said nothing for a long time.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

"I don't say hello or hello...it makes me feel like you are less educated than me."

Cui Yuanyang curled his lips, otherwise what would he be called? Brother Zhao? Too polite. Long river? I dare to shout, but you dare to grab my rabbit ears and throw me out. Is it Brother Zhao? Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

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

"I'm wondering, in a world with gods, does this mountain **** exist? If it exists, why is its temple allowed to collapse?"

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

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

The little rabbit has circles in both eyes, what is this? Do you think something happened here, so 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 to stay at, I have money...

Before he could ask the question, Zhao Changhe had already pushed the door open and entered.

It is obvious that he is very interested in living in this ruined temple!

Cui Yuanyang muttered in his heart, and as he stepped into the threshold, he saw Zhao Changhe standing on the spot, looking at the corner of the ruined temple with lightning eyes, and his hand already pressed on the handle of the knife.

A thin young man in black clothes was leaning against the corner with his sword in hand and his eyes closed, as if he didn't know that the two men had entered.

Cui Yuanyang felt a little nervous. After standing outside for so long, he really didn't feel that there was anyone inside. Until now, it is difficult to detect this person's breathing even if he pays close attention. It is very weak and long. It must be a high-level 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 whispered: "In the wilderness, there is no owner, first come, first served... Others come first, let's not disturb, sit down and rest by yourself Yes."

Cui Yuanyang followed Zhao Changhe obediently and sat in the corner opposite the young man in black. He gently took out a few pastries from the package: "Would you like to eat?"

Zhao Changhe asked curiously: "When did you buy the pastries? Why didn't I know..."

"When you were checking out at the counter in the morning, I went to the Babao Zhai next door to buy some. It was better than the few broken cakes you brought out from the inn. Also, I wanted to say it earlier, what about lunch? The wild shop doesn’t even have meat..."

"..." Zhao Changhe didn't teach him anything about not being greedy for good food and clothing when he was out. He reached for a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake without saying a word.

Who doesn’t like to eat good food? It’s great to have Fu Loli with you everywhere.

Zhao Changhe opened the wine gourd and sipped the wine with the cakes in small sips. The corner of his eye never left the young man in black for a moment.

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

Just when Zhao Changhe thought that everyone was in peace and that the night was over, there was a very slight sound of footsteps in his ears, and 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, it wasn't raining just now, why is it raining all the way?"

"Avoid it first, then worry about it."

Following the words, a large group of people pushed the door open and the wind and rain outside drifted with the door. The rain broke into the temple and made a loud splash.

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

Cui Yuanyang almost choked to death with a mouthful of cake stuffed in his mouth. He looked at the group of people with wide eyes, trying to find familiar faces, but he couldn't find them.

But having said that, the Cui family's influence spread across the county. She didn't know everyone and couldn't tell whether these were the real Cui family. Subconsciously, I also feel... If so, it doesn't seem strange.

She glanced at Zhao Changhe cautiously. Zhao Changhe slowly ate the last piece of cake, stuffed the wine gourd, and never spoke.

The young man in black on the other side didn't respond either.

The leader waited for a few breaths, and when he saw that several people were not moving, he also sneered on his face: "There are many people who refuse to drink wine and drink as punishment. Send them away!"

As a result, no one in the group of subordinates looked for trouble with the young man in black. They all flocked to Cui Yuanyang: "Little girl, this is more revealing. It's wet and cold on a rainy night. Why don't you come here to keep warm with your brothers and hang out with such a rough guy?" It's really a waste of time together..."

Before he finished speaking, Cui Yuanyang unsheathed his long sword and his pretty face flushed with anger: "You, you know that I am..."

"Oh! She has quite a temper." Someone had already reached out to touch her face: "This little red face is so cute."

"Shua!" The sword flashed.

No one could see clearly when Zhao Changhe pulled out the knife. When the sound of the knife being unsheathed was heard, a severed hand had already flown up and blood was pouring out. Only at this moment did the person who had his hand cut off realized the pain. , holding his broken arm and screaming: "Kill him! Kill him!"

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the young man in black, who had been holding the sword with his eyes closed and motionless, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes like swords, staring at Zhao Changhe's hand without blinking.

Cui Yuanyang over there was so angry that he almost cried. He drew his sword and slashed wildly: "I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death!"

No matter how stupid the Cui family’s little boy was, it was also a standard three-level entrance hall, and he had learned the most advanced swordsmanship. With these swords, he chopped several times, and the leader’s face suddenly turned pale: "Yuan Shan Rudai, Cui family swordsmanship! You, you are..."

"You don't care who I am! I will chop you to death, you will pay for the reputation of my Cui family, and you will pay for the world I want! Wuwuwu..."

In the midst of the chaos, Zhao Changhe did not take action again. He held the handle of the knife tightly in his hand and was sweating.

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

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

Visitors on the roof take advantage of the chaos to take action!

"Qiang!" The **** sword light struck into the wind and rain. Zhao Changhe had been prepared for the sword strike left to the young man in black, and decisively handed it to the gentleman in Liang Shang to take full advantage.

The sound of swords clashing was heard, and the visitor let out a muffled grunt. Apparently, he did not expect that Zhao Changhe was so well prepared and had been waiting for him with all his strength. He suffered a big loss. But his figure did not stop. With the power of Zhao Changhe's sword, he suddenly turned in the air and stabbed Cui Yuanyang in the back of the heart!

Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat.

I always thought that all kinds of murderous intentions were aimed at me, but it turned out that someone else’s real target was Cui Yuanyang!