In the restaurant, Cui Yuanyong invited Zhao Changhe to dinner. He wanted to talk about some serious matters, but after hearing the report from the Book of Chaos, the topic naturally turned to this.
"I never thought that a person on the Earth Ranking would die here. If it weren't for the report in the Book of Chaos, no one would have known about it. Such a strong person died silently." Cui Yuanyong sighed: "Why did he come to the Central Plains? No one would know if he didn't tell me."
Zhao Changhe said: "He came to the Central Plains to stir up trouble. He wanted to instigate the Wang family to rebel. Not only would it make the Central Plains more chaotic, but it would also draw away troops from Yanmen. For the Hu people, this should be considered an important act of sabotage behind enemy lines during the war. But something unexpected happened..."
"What accident?"
"The Wang family still knows what is right and what is wrong. Wang Daozhong personally injured He Lei, but he knew it was hopeless and went back."
Cui Yuanyong stared at him expressionlessly, while Zhao Changhe drank as if nothing had happened.
Cui Yuanyong was not without information either. He thought about it silently and marveled inwardly.
In this way, Zhao Changhe actually eliminated a storm without any trace. Putting the blame on Wang Daozhong was a stroke of genius. It seemed like a casual remark, but it had a far-reaching impact. Not only did the Hu people's plan fail, but the possible connection between the Wang family and the Hu people was also blocked.
By the way, the connection between the Wang family and Maitreya was actually destroyed by Zhao Changhe, who killed the Maitreya messenger in front of the Wang family’s gate…
Later in Jianhu City, it seemed that He Lei was exposed because of Zhao Changhe
It seems reasonable to say that the Hu people's troubles were completely ruined by Zhao Changhe and that the seventh on the Earth List died because of his words.
It's a bit weird... On the surface, what he did didn't seem like a big deal, but the impact was incredibly huge. In the religious sect, this is often a matter of life and death, and not everyone can afford it.
No wonder my father is paying more and more attention to him now. He is personally inquiring about every detail of the intelligence about Zhao Changhe. Others even treat him as their son-in-law. This is probably more than just... Did Xia Longyuan have such a fate dependent on heaven back then
But Zhao Changhe sighed to himself: "What makes me sigh is that the seventh on the Earth Ranking died without any sense of heroism, no different from an ordinary small shrimp."
"… There is still a difference. The Book of Chaos will not report the death of any random person. Besides, how do you know whether the scene was heroic or not? Maybe Suzaku also put in a lot of effort, and in the end he even sighed with sympathy for his stubborn enemy?"
Zhao Changhe complained: "Have you read too many storybooks?"
Cui Yuanyong stiffened his neck and said, "Why, I think I would be able to do it if it were me!"
Zhao Changhe sneered: "You are you. If Zhuque looks at his corpse, I lose. That old woman..."
Cui Yuanyong also complained: "I know you understand old women very well."
Zhao Changhe: "...Fuck you."
In fact, Zhao Changhe just hadn't recovered from the aftereffects of seeing Xia Longyuan, and felt that everyone on the Earth List was like an ant. Cui Yuanyong certainly couldn't understand this feeling.
However, seeing Zhao Changhe's sigh, Cui Yuanyong couldn't help but be a little infected, and sighed: "You are right, the seventh on the Earth Ranking died so easily, what about us? I always feel that after practicing for so long, I am still like duckweed, but I have to practice."
Zhao Changhe said: "Don't worry, brother, I know you are already at the ninth level of Xuanguan. I am under a lot of pressure to be in the same generation as you."
"You don't have much pressure at all. It's us who are under a lot of pressure, right? By the way, how did you know that I'm at the ninth level?"
"Just a trick. I thought you wouldn't fall behind. You are on par with Yue Hongling, how can you stand her being on the Human Ranking? You are still a latent dragon? It should have been more than a year since you entered the eighth level, so it's not surprising to enter the ninth level. Tell me, when do you plan to enter the Human Ranking?"
"I still have to find a chance to prove myself... According to the judgment of the Book of Chaos, Xue Canghai was selected instead of me. It is obvious that they think I can't beat Xue Canghai. I don't accept it. Don't let me see him."
Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and felt that Master Xue was really unlucky.
The most embarrassing thing in Lao Xue's life was that Yue Hongling chose him over his rank, and people still talk about him. In order to avenge this shame, he probably didn't care about anything else and practiced hard, planning to give Yue Hongling an information gap when they meet next time. So the Blood God Cult has been silent for the past few months, which is probably related to this.
As a result, the news of the chaotic book made him so angry that he was about to vomit blood. His strength was not hidden, and the effect was reduced by half. That was not enough, but it also aroused the dissatisfaction and fighting intentions of Cui Yuanyong and other people who were interested in the list, which was as bright as a firefly in the dark night.
I guess Old Xue is jumping up and down and cursing in the Blood God Cult right now, wondering which idiot wrote this crappy book? Does he know how to write a book
Cui Yuanyong added: "Speaking of us being competitive, aren't you more competitive than anyone else? You haven't practiced martial arts for a year, and look at how many people you've left behind... Can you calculate how much time you've had to rest peacefully?"
Zhao Changhe thought about it and thought to himself that it was really hard to calculate. It felt like it was only about ten days, when he and Tang Wanzhuang were in Gusu. Even at that time, he was still sorting out his sword skills and learning the piano... If he had such a volume in the present world, he would probably be admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University.
He took a sip of wine and laughed at himself: "Yeah, I'm just a cabbage. I'm both curly and vegetable."
Cui Yuanyong laughed so hard that he spat out a mouthful of wine. "Sometimes your words are really interesting... If you are a vegetable, then everyone else is a melon. Where does the word 'juan' come from? I've never heard of it, but it feels strangely appropriate."
"Zhaocuo dialect." Zhao Changhe suddenly asked: "Hey, it stands to reason that your Majesty would also speak Zhaocuo dialect, haven't you ever heard of it?"
"No, Your Majesty, how can you have so many strange words? I am not from Zhaocuo, so how can I speak the Zhaocuo dialect?"
Zhao Changhe secretly wondered how Xia Longyuan did it. After conquering the world, he didn't want to promote industrialization like other time travelers. He lived like a native. Maybe he was happy to confuse some modern words in front of him...
In order not to sound too weird, I consciously control my speech. Now that I have been traveling for almost a year, I have used fewer and fewer modern words. But how should I put it? Many words are used by me and I feel they are the most appropriate. It is not easy to find a replacement for them in a short time, such as this volume. It is really difficult to be like Xia Longyuan.
This means that Xia Longyuan was probably not very old when he traveled through time, most likely a middle school boy, with much higher environmental adaptability and plasticity than himself, which can also explain why his meridians are not as useless as his own. If they were to meet in the same era, he would be just a younger brother, but now he has become a father-in-law. I can only say that the concepts of "time and space" are too mysterious.
Well, my mind is still full of Xia Longyuan. This time, the impact on my soul is too great. Zhao Changhe shook his head and deliberately got back to the point: "You said you had something to entrust me with. What is it?"
"Our Knight Camp is basically made up of people from the martial arts world who came to help voluntarily. They have their own division of labor. Some directly joined the army, while others organized elite teams to harass the enemy's rear, which is very suitable for people from the martial arts world. Of course, as I said just now, there are also those who work alone, and I don't know how many of them died."
Zhao Changhe nodded: "Well, I think I am also suitable to be a special forces soldier to harass the enemy's rear, otherwise you can give me a map, indicate the forces and troop distribution and so on, I will go and have some fun."
"There are maps of the environment, but don't think about maps of forces and military strength, as they change too much." Cui Yuanyong said, "Don't interrupt me. What I'm talking about now is that a team disappeared a few days ago and we don't know if they are alive or dead. We are organizing people to scout in that direction. If they are lucky enough to survive and be able to rescue them, it will be a blessing from heaven."
"You're going to let me take part in the search and rescue operation?"
"I think this is a good fit for you. You're a fast horse, alert, and smart, unlike those people who swarm around like a bee." Cui Yuanyong took out a sheepskin map and pointed to a location: "This is the topographic map of that area. There is a water source here. Originally, a tribe was stationed there. The intelligence we got was that they didn't have many people. I don't know why they were defeated and not even one person escaped... Maybe it wasn't a defeat. Anyway, I need someone with a clear mind to take a look."
Zhao Changhe took the map and looked at it for a while, then put it in his arms happily: "Okay, I came here to find some specific work, and I knew that the Knight Camp was the right place to go."
Cui Yuanyong said seriously: "Don't die outside like He Lei."
Zhao Changhe said: "Now that you say that, I am worried about one thing..."
"Um?"
"Where is Yue Hongling?"
Cui Yuanyong's expression changed slightly: "Not really..."
"Even if He Lei was so strong, he could die in the Middle Earth. What else can he die in? There are many strong people in the grassland."
Cui Yuanyong looked unhappy: "Now that you say that, it's been a long time since I last saw Yue Hongling..."
"Fuck!" Zhao Changhe was in no mood to eat. He stood up and strode downstairs: "Boss, prepare some dry food for me... Yes, more, enough for ten days!"
Cui Yuanyong chased after him helplessly: "Why are you in such a hurry? Can you find someone with a hundred days of dry food?"
"… "
"There is a Huangsha Market marked on the map. It is the place where the various tribes on the grassland trade. If you have the chance, you can go there to get information or get supplies. It is better than looking around like a headless fly... But remember, you must be careful, because the level of mixed people there is far greater than that of Jianhu City."
(End of this chapter)