Zhao Changhe hesitated for a while. He had originally planned to leave Jianhu City today, but after thinking it over, he decided to go to the brothel first to find Tang Wanzhuang.
Well, now he is a regular customer of the brothel. The gatekeepers in the backyard all recognize him and when they see him coming they let him in without even asking any questions.
Zhao Changhe asked: "First... Is Miss Tang still here?"
The gatekeeper said, "It was said that he was leaving today. You are here just in time."
Zhao Changhe always had a feeling that he came to Wanhua Tower to find a familiar girl... What a guy, does he really not care about other people's criticisms and fabrications
When they arrived at the bamboo building, the big men around looked at each other, endured it again and again, and did not stop him. Zhao Changhe walked upstairs.
Tang Wanzhuang was still writing something at her desk, while a little maid beside her was busy packing things, and it seemed that she was really preparing to leave.
Zhao Changhe appeared at the door. The little maid turned around with a zither in her arms and was surprised: "You...you...why are you here?"
His face turned red as he spoke, muttering, "A vagrant with no morals."
Zhao Changhe: “?”
So you are really monitoring my inn, right
Tang Wanzhuang put down her pen and said, "Don't bother with Baoqin. We only know that Xia Chichi left your inn in the middle of the night. She made a bunch of wild guesses."
Zhao Changhe glanced at the maid and said, "So you really call yourself holding a zither just because you are holding it."
He said, "She made a lot of guesses, what about you?"
Tang Wanzhuang said: "You two have lived in the same room for a long time... Isn't it normal for her to come out of your room? What's there to speculate about?"
"Don't want to interfere?"
"It's meaningless." Tang Wanzhuang didn't intend to continue this topic, and asked: "I thought you would leave today, but I didn't expect you to come here. What do you mean?"
Zhao Changhe clasped his fists and said, "The First Seat is in the top three of the Earth Ranking, and his strength is outstanding. I would like to ask the First Seat for some advice."
Tang Wanzhuang was stunned for a moment.
How to say it... Actually, she had intended to teach Zhao Changhe a thing or two, but she gave up the idea. The affairs of the court were different from the thinking of the martial arts world. Yue Hongling could teach him however she wanted. If she didn't do it well, it would be considered as usurping the throne and wanting to be the emperor's teacher. It would be a disaster.
I didn't see Zhao Changhe's intention to ask for advice before. He probably didn't want to get too involved. It would be troublesome if he owed a debt of gratitude to his master and disciple... What is this today...
Zhao Changhe knew she had misunderstood from her expression, and said helplessly, "Master, I am just being polite. I just want to have a duel to see how strong the third on the Earth Ranking is and how far behind me. If you think it's meaningless, you can call Brother Wu Weiyang. I estimate that although he is not on the Book of Chaos, he should be close to the strength of the Human Ranking. Let him fight with me and see."
Tang Wanzhuang looked at him for a while, nodded, and suddenly put her fingers together to form a sword, pointing it at Zhao Changhe's throat.
Zhao Changhe felt that he had never had such a strange fight since he started practicing martial arts... The green jade finger clearly looked very slow, and the trajectory was clear, but when he instinctively tried to dodge, he found that he was already too late by who knows how many beats, and the finger was already against his throat.
From the scene, it seemed that it was she who made the move, and Zhao Changhe was subdued before he could even react.
Zhao Changhe was surprised and asked: "What is this? Field? Aura?"
Tang Wanzhuang said slowly: "No, it's not surprising to be honest, but it's a warning: don't trust your eyes and ears too much, sounds and images can deceive you."
He coughed again and whispered, "What you need is a real fight, not sparring. Even Han Wubing found sparring with you boring, but you suddenly came to the Demon Suppression Division to spar. It doesn't make sense. There must be other reasons. You might as well tell me directly. I will do my best to help you."
This woman is so smart... Zhao Changhe simply said, "It's because no one is guiding me, and I feel like I've reached a bottleneck."
Tang Wanzhuang pondered for a moment and said, "I have inquired about the battle between you and Deputy Chief Huang of Beimang when you first appeared in the Book of Troubled Times. Don't look so wide-eyed. The Blood God Cult certainly has people from the Demon Suppression Division. We have a lot of information on your affairs in Beimang, including all kinds of reliable and unreliable rumors... For example, the wife of the chieftain is the real Yue Hongling."
Zhao Changhe sighed: "Okay."
"You used cleverness in the battle with Deputy Captain Huang. At that time, you might have been forced to resort to trickery because of your lack of strength. After your strength improved, you preferred heavy swords and the domineering tactics of overcoming skill with force. You never used the cleverness you used in the early days again, right?"
Zhao Changhe refused to accept the suggestion: "I can also use a broadsword to shave!"
Tang Wanzhuang shook her head: "That is not the same as the clever and soft power in battle, you know that."
Zhao Changhe stopped arguing and sighed, "So the combination of hardness and softness is still the kingly way?"
"I know you like the feeling of being overwhelmed. It's determined by your personality and cannot be changed, nor does it need to be changed. But you need to understand that the hardest thing is easy to break and the fullness cannot last long." Tang Wanzhuang said: "There are many angles to interpret the combination of hardness and softness. You may not be unable to be soft even if you are the hardest and fiercest." Zhao Changhe said: "That's a bit abstruse..."
Tang Wanzhuang said: "It is like a river bursting its banks, naturally it will destroy everything in its path. But the river itself is water, no matter what swords, spears, or halberds you use to stop it, it is meaningless, so it is indestructible."
Zhao Changhe's heart moved slightly, as if he had realized something.
Tang Wanzhuang said: "This is just an ordinary martial arts exchange. I didn't teach you anything."
Zhao Changhe laughed: "Got it."
Tang Wanzhuang tilted her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "If I suggest that you read more books, write more, or even play the piano and paint more, would you think I'm being ridiculous?"
Zhao Changhe also thought for a while and replied, "Perhaps it is the truth. But now may not be the right time... One day, I will ask the abbot for advice."
Tang Wanzhuang nodded slightly and said nothing more.
Zhao Changhe's aptitude for understanding was originally first-rate in the world. Otherwise, how could he have achieved such fame today without the guidance of a famous teacher or top-notch magical skills? He stopped at the point and realized something on his own.
Zhao Changhe wanted to say goodbye, but then he thought it would be strange to come and say a few words and then turn around and leave, so he found another topic: "What is the situation of Maitreya Sect?"
This means that you want to take the initiative to find something to do.
The Maitreya Cult wanted to kill Chi Chi, and Zhao Changhe wrote it down in his little notebook. It was a good opportunity and it also fit in with the main plan that Tang Wanzhuang had given him before to deal with the Demon Cult. Now it was something that came right to his doorstep.
Tang Wanzhuang said, "Most of the evil sects spread heretical doctrines to deceive people. Among them, the Four Symbols Sect and the Blood God Sect truly believe in the existence of gods, and their goals are more inclined to the descent of gods, returning to the ancient heaven, and so on. The Maitreya Sect is just a cover, gathering people to make money, or doing obscene things. Both of them will rebel at a certain time. There is no difference here, but maybe in your heart?"
"Indeed, there are." Zhao Changhe said, "I have been in Beimang for so long and have never heard of Maitreya. I have also not heard of it in Hebei... Maybe I have not been there long enough? Where is their main area of activity?"
"Jiangnan."
Zhao Changhe nodded: "Then my next step is to go to Jiangnan. I have nothing to do with them in this Jianhu battle. They should not have written me down in their notebook, right?"
"I don't think so."
"Okay then, Jiangnan Yanyu, I've wanted to see her for a long time."
Tang Wanzhuang said, "You have a secret card of the Demon Suppression Division on you. If you can't handle it yourself, remember to use it. Also... the Tang family is in Gusu."
Zhao Changhe glanced at her and suddenly smiled: "I can guess... If it weren't for that kind of water town, it wouldn't have been able to raise a beauty like you."
After saying that, he turned and ran away: "Goodbye."
Tang Wanzhuang watched Zhao Changhe leave without saying anything. Baoqin chuckled, "Miss, was his last sentence... meant to tease you?"
"No." Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly: "It's just that he is allowing himself to live a little more freely."
On the other side, Zhao Changhe returned to the inn and took out the gold foil.
The reason I asked Tang Wanzhuang for advice was, of course, to test this thing.
As expected, Tang Wanzhuang's finger began to appear repeatedly on the gold foil, proving that the recording and replay of this thing could be done in real time, without having to wait for the next day. However, with the appearance of this new record, the previous game with Han Wubing rarely appeared, only appearing once in a while.
It seems that this thing cannot be stored and must be digested quickly after use, otherwise it will be replaced by a new one.
As for the finger itself...
From the replay, my movements were as slow as a turtle in slow motion, but this finger seemed to be at normal speed. By comparison, it was ridiculously fast, not much slower than Cui Wenjing's sword that exceeded the speed of sound. But in my eyes at that time, why did it seem so slow? I felt that I could have dodged it, but I was gone without even moving...
“Don’t trust your eyes and ears too much. Sounds and images can deceive you.”
Just like the continuous spring water and the rippling waves, the water seems shallow and the fish is there, but when you want to catch it, you find it is not there at all.
The top three on the Earth Ranking... Have they begun to involve the understanding and application of light
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