Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang fled at lightning speed for dozens of miles before they stopped panting. They leaned against a tree and slumped down, too tired to speak for a long time.
Cui Yuanyang was also squatting on the side, catching his breath, but his eyes were sparkling as he looked at Zhao Changhe.
It’s really fun, this is what it means to go out.
"Not only am I a gangster, but next time I'll be coveting Tang Wanzhuang! Tell her to wash herself clean and wait!"
Hehehe, it’s fun, that’s what it tastes like.
Zhao Changhe glanced at her sideways: "Why are you squatting there like a toad?"
“The ground is dirty.”
"It's not raining here, the ground is dry, there's not much trouble when you go out."
"Hey, this is really interesting. Why is it still raining over there? It stopped 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 chase us later? This is called the child of destiny. The sky is chasing me and crying."
Cui Yuanyang blinked his big eyes, not understanding what was going on.
Zhao Changhe said lazily: "You can ask your parents about these things when you go home... But I suggest you ask the old farmers. You have never talked to them in your life, right?"
The feeling of alienation came again, but this time Cui Yuanyang didn't care. He still blinked his eyes and asked, "I can solve this problem by revealing my identity. Maybe you can even be treated to a meal by the county governor, and get rid of this little trouble of mine. Why do you ruin your reputation and let people think you kidnapped girls?"
Zhao Changhe said lazily, "Miss Cui is still unmarried and she's staying at a hotel with a man. If people know about it, your reputation will be ruined... That's how my reputation is. Low-end bandits are born to be rebellious. What's the big deal if I have one more thing called lust and lust?"
"So you just say you covet Tang Wanzhuang to make this image more similar?"
"I haven't thought about it that much. Can't I be a little angry with her? I am an independent individual with my own thoughts. I am not something that can be manipulated by others... Although I can understand her, what's the point? Mutual understanding is valuable. Otherwise, it's just a dog-licking."
Zhao Changhe stretched and stood up. "We've rested enough, let's go. I was careless this time and shouldn't have been so brazen with you in the city. I deserve my reputation to fall again... Next time, we may not enter the city, but stay in the suburbs. Can you do that?"
Cui Yuanyang clenched his fist and said, "Of course!"
Zhao Changhe glanced at her energetic appearance and laughed: "Let's go."
He felt that this little burden was not as burdensome as he had imagined. She completely understood and cooperated with his actions. She was not stupid at all. In fact… She asked a lot of questions afterwards, but she was cute and he didn't find her annoying.
Isn’t it nice to have such a companion along the way
Cui Yuanyang followed closely behind, still asking questions: "Hey, why don't you scold me for causing trouble, but instead say that you deserve it."
"Are you looking for a scolding?"
“No… just asking.”
"Although you disrupted my plans, it is me who decides what to do, not you. I am careless and forget about my own situation. Of course, it is my own problem. How does blaming others help me grow? Okay, stop talking nonsense. It's raining. Let's run."
Cui Yuanyang turned his head and looked back, and sure enough, he saw the heavy rain chasing him all the way, which looked magical.
Cui Yuanyang ran with his head in his hands, turning his head to look at the heavy rain chasing him, laughing as he ran.
so fun.
… …
Dusk, wilderness.
Ruined mountain temple.
Zhao Changhe stopped outside, looked up at the dusty plaque on the temple gate, and said nothing for a long time.
"Hey, what are you looking at?"
"I don't call you eh or hi... Come to think of it, I feel like you're even less educated than me."
Cui Yuanyang curled his lips. How else should he call me? Brother Zhao? Too polite. Changhe? If I dare to call you, you can grab my rabbit ears and throw me out. Is it Brother Zhao? Just thinking about it gives me goose bumps.
She simply skipped the topic and continued to ask: "What are you looking at? The handwriting is not that good. I have written better than this."
"I wonder, in a world with gods, does this mountain god exist? If it does, why is its temple left in ruins?"
Cui Yuanyang was stunned for a moment, and then he muttered after a while: "I don't know, but I haven't seen it."
"Secondly, I was thinking, a ruined temple in the wild, a classic scene, I think something is going to happen tonight."
The little rabbit's eyes were full of circles. What's that? If you think something happened here, why do you have to stay here? Can't we go somewhere else? It's not too late. We can still find a farm ahead to stay. I have money...
Before I could ask, Zhao Changhe pushed the door open.
It's obvious that I am eager to live in this dilapidated temple!
Cui Yuanyang muttered to himself, and then stepped through the threshold. He saw Zhao Changhe standing still, looking at a corner of the ruined temple with lightning-like eyes, his hand already on the hilt of his knife. A thin young man in black clothes leaned against the corner of the wall with his sword in his arms, closing his eyes to rest, as if he didn't know the two people came in.
Cui Yuanyang's heart was beating fast. He had been standing outside for so long just now, but he didn't feel that there was anyone inside. Even now, when he paid close attention, he could hardly detect the man's breathing. It was 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 hilt, waved his hand and whispered, "In the wild, it's a first come, first served place... We shouldn't disturb those who came first, just sit aside and rest."
Cui Yuanyang followed Zhao Changhe obediently and sat in the corner opposite the young man in black. He took out a few cakes from the package quietly and asked, "Want to eat?"
Zhao Changhe was surprised: "When did you buy the cakes? How come I didn't know..."
"While you were checking out at the counter this morning, I went to the Babaozhai next door to buy some. They are better than the few pieces of broken cakes you brought from the inn. Also, I wanted to say this a long time ago, that wild restaurant we had at noon didn't even have any meat..."
"..." Zhao Changhe didn't give any advice on not being greedy for fine clothes and delicious food when out, but reached out and took a piece of osmanthus cake without saying a word.
Who doesn’t like to eat delicious food? It’s great to have a rich loli with you.
Zhao Changhe opened the wine gourd and drank the wine with cakes in small sips, his eyes never leaving the young man in black.
But until he was almost done eating, the young man in black didn't move at all, as if he were dead.
Just when Zhao Changhe thought that everyone was living in peace and the night would pass by, he heard a very light sound of footsteps, someone was walking on the roof.
Zhao Changhe's hand quietly touched the hilt of the knife again.
The atmosphere was quiet, but murderous intent was lurking.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Damn, it didn't rain just now, why is it pouring all the way here?"
"Avoid it first, then make a plan."
As the words were spoken, a large group of people pushed the door open and the wind and rain outside came in through the door, breaking the temple with a loud noise.
A middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader glanced casually and saw three people sitting in the corners on both sides. He waved his hand impatiently: "We, the Cui family, have reserved this place. Please come in."
Cui Yuanyang nearly choked to death on a piece of cake he stuffed in his mouth. He stared at the group of people with wide eyes, trying to find a familiar face, but found none.
But then again, the Cui family's influence spanned across counties, and she didn't know everyone, so she couldn't tell if they were real members of the Cui family. Subconsciously, she also felt that... if they were, it wouldn't be strange.
She looked at Zhao Changhe cautiously. Zhao Changhe was eating the last piece of cake slowly and stuffing his wine gourd without saying a word.
The young man in black opposite did not react either.
The leader waited for a few moments, and seeing that no one was moving, a sneer appeared on his face: "There are many people who refuse to accept my toast. Send them away!"
As a result, none of the subordinates bothered the young man in black, and all of them rushed to Cui Yuanyang: "Little girl, it's late at night, the dew is heavy, and it's cold and wet on a rainy night. Why don't you come and keep warm with the brothers? It's a waste of time to hang out with such a rough guy..."
Before she finished speaking, Cui Yuanyang drew her sword and her pretty face turned red with anger: "You, you know I am..."
"Oh! You have quite a temper." Someone couldn't help but reach out to touch her face: "This little red face is so cute."
"Swish!" The knife flashed.
No one could see clearly when Zhao Changhe drew the knife. When the sound of the knife being unsheathed was heard, a severed hand flew up and blood gushed out. Only then did the person whose hand was chopped off realize the pain. He held the severed arm and screamed: "Kill him! Kill him!"
And at 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 were like swords, staring at Zhao Changhe's hand without blinking.
Cui Yuanyang was so angry that he almost cried. He drew his sword and slashed wildly: "I will kill you, I will kill you, wuwuwu!"
No matter how dumb the young idiot from the Cui family was, he was at the third level of Xuanguan and had learned the most advanced swordsmanship. He had knocked down several people with his few random slashes of the sword. The leader's face suddenly turned pale: "The mountains in the distance are like dark green. This is the Cui family swordsmanship! You, you are..."
"Who do you care who I am? I'll chop you to death, and you'll have to compensate me for the reputation of my Cui family, and you'll have to compensate me for the martial arts world I want! Wuuuuuu..."
Amid the chaos, Zhao Changhe did not make another move. He held the hilt of the knife tightly in his hand, and sweat was dripping from his grip.
The pressure from the black-clothed young man's eyes was almost as strong as the attack from above that dispersed all the gods and Buddhas.
"Crash!" The roof suddenly cracked, and wind and rain surged in an instant. A sword light mixed with the wind and rain came down in an instant, and in the blink of an eye it reached Zhao Changhe's throat.
The visitor on the roof took advantage of the chaos!
"Clang!" The bloody knife light slashed into the wind and rain. Zhao Changhe was well prepared. He was ready to use the knife left for the young man in black, but he decisively passed it to the gentleman on the beam to take all the consequences.
The sound of swords clashing was heard, and the man groaned. He obviously didn't expect Zhao Changhe to be so well prepared and had been waiting for him with all his strength. He suffered a big loss. But he didn't stop. With the power of Zhao Changhe's sword, he suddenly turned in the air and stabbed Cui Yuanyang in the back!
Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat.
I always thought that all the murderous intentions were directed at me, but it turns out that someone's real target is Cui Yuanyang!
Thank you for not having any real meaning~
(End of this chapter)