At sunset.
Cui Yuanyong kicked open Zhao Changhe's door and said, "You've been resting for a whole day to recover from that little injury. Is that enough? Get up and pee!"
The house was empty, all the luggage had been taken away.
"Fuck?" Cui Yuanyong was dumbfounded. "Wasn't he just as wounded as a dead dog? Why is he leaving without saying goodbye? He knew we would go to him for a celebratory drink."
Then he remembered who else disappeared with him: "Fuck, he has no humanity even when he is of the opposite sex. Why didn't I see that he is such a person before! I won't go back and say 108 bad things about you in front of Yangyang. My last name is not Cui!"
Cui Yuanyong went to the Knights' Camp angrily, where people were drinking and dancing wildly.
In fact, he knew in his heart that Zhao Changhe was exhausted and really didn't want to get involved in this kind of situation, but hey, everyone could have a few drinks in private!
Forget it. Cui Yuanyong helplessly grabbed a drunken gangster and said, "My father hasn't come back yet, and you guys are drinking by yourselves?"
The man was confused: "The war is over, who are you? Do you really think we care about the Cui family..."
"Shit." Cui Yuanyong was so angry that he vomited blood. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with them and asked, "Where is Situ Xiao? Did he really go to find Xue Canghai?"
In fact, although others said that, they still respected Cui Yuanyong in their hearts, so they answered honestly: "I don't know, I heard that he ran away from the city."
What are you doing outside? Are you going to eat dirt
Cui Yuanyong ran to the top of the city wall in confusion. The sky was dark and Situ Xiao was lying on the ground which was half sand and half snow, with his arms and legs spread out, drinking from his wine gourd in big gulps.
There are still corpses in the distance, messy swords and spears, scattered arrows, broken shields, and vultures circling in the sky, creating a desolate and tragic scene under the setting sun.
Cui Yuanyong shouted: "What's wrong with you?"
Situ Xiao: "Drunk on the battlefield~Don't laugh...Since ancient times, wars have been fought..."
"I see your main purpose for coming to this battle was to wait for this moment, right?"
Situ Xiao drunkenly raised his wine gourd and said, "Brother Cui knows me! Come and have a drink!"
"Fuck you, what kind of shit is this!" Cui Yuanyong returned to the city angrily, and someone grabbed his ears.
What a quick move! No time to dodge!
Where did this expert come from!
Cui Yuanyong turned around and saw his father's expressionless face: "Go back to the ancestral hall and be confined for three months. When you change the way you say "mother" in your mouth, you can be released. Otherwise, your mother will really let you know what mother is."
Cui Yuanyong, one of the heroes who fought against the Hu people and the newly promoted master of the human list who defeated the Prince of the Golden Horde head-on, was not even able to drink a sip of wine after the victory of the war. He was dragged home by the ear by his own father and was rewarded with three months of confinement, a stack of sage books, and a faintly spiritual Qinghe sword.
The most tragic thing is that the spirit of Qinghe Sword is elusive and it is still unknown whether it is willing to recognize it or not.
… …
A few days later, Beimang.
The copycat is still there, and interestingly, even the people are still there.
After Zhao Changhe killed people and left, the bandits who were caught and imprisoned by Cui Yuanyong were kept in jail by the county government until winter and then released.
After all, this group of people had not committed any evil deeds under the leadership of the original leader of the village. They would not be sentenced to death or exile. Keeping them in prison for a long time would be a waste of food. Seeing that food was in short supply during the winter, the county magistrate was too lazy to support these people and simply released them.
After the results came out, they were still idle and didn't know how to do anything else. Thinking that everything in the village was still there, the bandits naturally gathered together and returned to their original village. It had only been a few days.
Everyone checked the number of people and found that except for the chief and deputy chief of the village at that time, everyone was present.
Not even one of them was willing to go back and live a good life. This was a complete failure of transformation...
They are still as fierce as ever. The first thing they do when they gather in the mountain village is to fight for the village leader. They split into several groups and have been making trouble for several days. Finally, they agree to duel, and today is the day of the duel.
The duel arena is right in everyone's large martial arts arena. There is also a huge pit on the side of the arena. The former wife of the chief of the village was in charge of digging it, and she captured the eldest daughter of the Cui family alive. It can be said to be a famous scenic spot in the village.
The two sides were cursing at each other around the martial arts arena, and were about to go on stage when a very strange and amazed voice suddenly came from outside the arena: "Hey~ martial arts and drinking contest? Great! That's a good idea. You divide into groups, and I'll give out rewards. The winner gets money, and the loser gets to drink!"
Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment. The voice sounded familiar, and even the words sounded familiar. It seemed like they had heard the exact same words before...
People turned their heads to look at the source of the sound. In the flickering firelight, the village chief and his wife were standing by the trap pit, looking at everyone with a smile.
At that moment, his mind was completely connected to the past images, and he didn't realize that anything was wrong. He started to make a noise: "The boss has said so, let's start fighting! What are you wasting time on? You're making fun of your sister-in-law... Eh..."
The noise gradually died down until it became completely silent.
Then I started to feel dazed.
"Not bad. Where did you find the oil-lit torches?" Zhao Changhe asked with a smile.
Someone naturally replied: "There is still some inventory, it has not been emptied out by the county government."
Zhao Changhe threw a golden leaf over: "Go to the city to buy some, I will take you through the winter."
"Long live the boss!" People rushed up one after another, and no one paid any attention to the two men who were preparing to fight on the stage. No one remembered that it was Zhao Changhe who abandoned them.
"We all watched the boss top the charts every day in the fucking jail!"
"Others in the prison knew we were hanging out with Boss Zhao, and they looked at us with disgust."
"I knew back then that the boss was no ordinary person!"
"Boss, boss, so our wife is the real Yue Hongling, right?"
Yue Hongling stood aside with a slight smile until this moment when she frowned: "It's fake."
If you guys hadn't been making trouble, my relationship with Zhao Changhe wouldn't have become so ambiguous, and we wouldn't have... um...
But for some reason, there was not much feeling of shame or anger in my heart. On the contrary, the feeling of time and space being separated and then reunited again made me feel very touched, and I even felt a little bit of enlightenment of the Tao.
It’s like everyone’s experience was taken out for a year, independent of time and space, and after coming back, everything was continued, without any change at all.
Zhao Changhe was also wondering if this was what Ying Wu was looking for? And if he could find his way home and choose to continue at the time he left, would this be what he meant
Mysterious, but interesting.
"Okay." Zhao Changhe clapped his hands: "Have you cleaned my house?"
The two people who were originally preparing to fight had bitter faces on the stage and sighed, "We just cleaned and tidied it, and the bedding is all new, without any movement. Isn't it the ownership that we are fighting for... Well, it was God who knew that the eldest brother was coming back, so he forced us to clean it up. Oh, by the way, my sister-in-law had another room before, and we haven't had time to clean this one yet..."
"Why do you want another one?" Zhao Changhe glared and put his arm around Yue Hongling's waist: "From now on, only one!"
"Bang!" The village chief was thrown over the shoulder by the village chief's wife and was carried into the village chief's house on the top of the mountain like a bear.
Her voice of scolding could be vaguely heard in the wind and snow: "Are you capable of that? Today I'll let you know what it means to be the leader of a group!"
The bandits looked at each other and suddenly laughed out loud.
The world is so wonderful.
In the village chief's house, the bedding smelled fragrant and the candlelight was warm.
Even the furnishings haven't changed.
Yue Hongling looked a little absent-minded, and Zhao Changhe, who was being held in her hands, took the opportunity to break free and hugged her.
"What?" Yue Hongling curled her lips.
"In my hometown Zhaocuo, people often get married outside first, and then go back to hold a wedding banquet in front of relatives and friends when they have time. Do you think we are similar now?"
Yue Hongling felt that they were somewhat similar.
Especially the brand new bedding and the pre-lit candles... She would believe you even if you said Zhao Changhe had come back in advance to arrange this.
But she knew there was no plan, it was God's will. Zhao Changhe's sudden revisit to the old place seemed to be a ceremony for the two of them.
Yue Hongling felt strange.
She was willing to be intimate in an uninhabited secret place, and willing to walk hand in hand to the ends of the earth, but in the heroine's heart, she had never even thought about having a wedding night in front of relatives and friends as witnesses.
That is a completely different experience from the dark and deserted secret realm.
She lowered her head slightly and whispered, "What kind of wedding night is this? Even my master doesn't know about it."
Zhao Changhe leaned close to her face, kissed her and said, "Then we can go back and make up for it when we have time?"
"You're so beautiful." Yue Hongling pushed his chest and pretended to stop him from kissing her: "When did I ever say I wanted to marry you?"
Before she could finish her words, she felt her waist tighten and he lifted her up and carried her towards the bed.
Although Yue Hongling's mouth was hard, she did not struggle. She let him put her on the bed softly, saying, "Forget it, I'll help you heal your wounds with dual cultivation. It's really boring to travel for so many days while you're injured."
I made up my mind not to scream tonight.
If you still want to hear your sister scream, go listen to the ghost screaming.
The night is deep, the moon is hidden and the stars are sinking.
The bird flew over the rooftop and heard the suppressed cry of some unknown creature inside the house, which became louder and louder, and finally turned into anger: "Change position! I want to suppress the village!"
(End of this chapter)