After taking a shower, Lady Yue strode into the hall and sat down next to Zhao Changhe naturally.
There was no scented soap, let alone modern shampoo and shower gel, but the natural fragrance was enough to move people. Her heroic figure, slender and straight legs, and beautiful face were dazzling and attracted the attention of all males instinctively, and even many old monks chanted Buddha's name in a low voice.
But Zhao Changhe always felt that Sister Yue was the most beautiful when her body was covered in blood and her face was covered in black ash, but her sharp and cold eyes were still there.
"Keep talking." Yue Hongling said with a smile, "Listening to you talk about taxes and corvée labor is quite informative."
"Ahem." Zhao Changhe coughed dryly, "There's nothing much to say... If you want to be more boastful, I'll set the tone for this matter, and I'll leave the subsequent details to you, Changshi."
Yue Hongling's beautiful eyes swept across his face, and she lowered her head to drink tea: "Then do you have anything else to say?"
"Of course it's something about gods and demons." Zhao Changhe said, "Do you know where this place is?"
"I just asked the monk who led the way, and he said it was Xiangyang." Yue Hongling frowned slightly, very confused: "This shouldn't be the case. I'm clearly west of Kunlun, a very far place."
If one is in love, one would think that this is what is called destiny meeting each other despite being thousands of miles apart. However, after hearing this, Yuan Cheng and others did not feel any romance. Instead, they were horrified and their hair almost stood on end.
No wonder the secret realm is as crowded as a toilet. Even people from the west of Kunlun can go directly here. What secrets are there? Not to mention the secret realm, even this temple can be stabbed at any time. Who can sleep well here
Zhao Changhe had a better understanding of this kind of thing. Anyway, he had been dragged here from the modern times. What was so strange about the various spaces being connected and able to move? In the far east, Tianya Island was also teleported. It was impossible for human power to fly to the extreme of the sky. The concept was similar. Since the other party had the attribute of "chaos", then the chaos of space was not uncommon.
What's more, the secret realm is originally composed of different scattered fragments of the "heaven". Maybe the fragments scattered on both sides are actually one and the same. That would not be surprising.
The question now is, if you can come over there, can you go over here
And is this spatial connection intentional by the other party, or is it formed naturally
This will lead to different judgments and subsequent responses.
Seeing the ugly faces of Yuan Cheng and the others, Zhao Changhe slowly spoke: "How much do you know about this secret realm?"
Yuan Cheng said: "We don't know much about it, because our original mountain gate is not here. We only know that this place was once a holy place through word of mouth. We didn't dare to openly develop here before. After the death of the previous emperor, you all know... We have only been here for a month or two, and our main focus is still on repairing the temple and recruiting believers. It is difficult to conduct an investigation in the secret realm for the time being. At first glance, it is too large and we are short of manpower. We only guard the ancient temple and Vajra inside, and hope to slowly explore the surrounding area."
"I know that Master Yuanxing was originally in Huayan Temple in Mount Wutai. Where were you originally?"
"To be honest with you, King Zhao, I was originally in Chang'an." Yuan Cheng hesitated for a moment and whispered, "The Li family originally supported our development. To be honest, I originally went to Xiangyang to serve as their vanguard."
Zhao Changhe glanced at him and asked, "Are there many Hu people in Chang'an?"
Yuan Cheng didn't say anything.
Zhao Changhe was too lazy to talk to him. Religious sects are often stateless, and they are very similar to aristocratic families in this respect. As long as they are supported in their missionary work, it doesn't matter who governs the world. Of course, the Hu people have shamanism, and the conflict with them is not light. They are unlikely to be loyal to the Li family. Coming to Xiangyang is to open up a second battlefield to see if they can eat both ends.
Yuan Cheng knew that Zhao Changhe could see clearly, and finally said awkwardly: "Some time ago, the news of Gui Chen in the Wang family came out, and now Chang'an is a little suspicious of us. After all, Junior Brother Yuan Xing had a friendship with King Zhao, and I myself participated in the Maitreya War with King Zhao, so..."
Zhao Changhe laughed out loud. No wonder, he looked like the second Guichen. The Li family couldn't believe it. They didn't expect that the matter of Guichen could cause a chain reaction.
"If you really want to develop well here, then don't be so indecisive. I suggest that you people in Chang'an withdraw and be done with it. I won't use you the way Gui Chen did." Zhao Changhe said: "Correspondingly, you can give me a copy of Chang'an's intelligence... You don't have to give it to me directly, just transfer it to the Capital Demon Suppression Division."
Yuan Cheng said simply: "Okay."
Zhao Changhe nodded with satisfaction: "Since you don't know about this secret realm, then learn about it first. It's meaningless for everyone to make blind guesses about the current situation. Don't do anything else with your manpower. The temple fair is over. Stop preaching and focus on exploring this secret realm. I will stay here for the next few days, and we'll discuss the results later."
The monks bowed and said, "We will arrange for King Zhao to rest first."
Yue Hongling found that she had only said one sentence since she came here. She thought there were many things that needed to be discussed by herself, but she found that she was no longer needed. Looking at Zhao Changhe who was serving tea to see off the guests, Yue Hongling suddenly felt so strange...
"Why are you looking at me like that? Isn't this the basic operation of being a village leader? It's just that the village is bigger now..." Zhao Changhe turned his head and looked at her with a grin: "Madam, do you feel that you can't control it anymore?"
“Bah.” Yue Hongling glared at him, watched the monks leave one after another, then went over to close the door, turned back and said: “I knew you would have the change you have now. I understood it when you were in the Spirit Clan. Your vision is the whole world, and the martial arts world is too small for you... It was quite inspiring to my sword intention at that time. But I didn’t expect this day to come so soon. It’s only been a short time... I almost don’t recognize that young man anymore.”
Zhao Changhe said: "Because people always have to grow up, even Yangyang is not a loli anymore."
Yue Hongling didn't understand what a loli was and didn't bother to care. She just sat beside him, supporting her chin with one hand on the table, staring at him intently.
Zhao Changhe is really not a young man now. Yue Hongling can clearly feel the weathering and fatigue on Zhao Changhe's face, as well as the bearing and calmness of a high position... To be frank, he is only twenty-three after the Chinese New Year. At this age, he can be so powerful in front of a group of old monks without anyone feeling awkward. This gives a feeling of being "old".
Because I think too much and worry too much.
But his aura is still as strong and his edges are still sharp, making people feel that he has never changed and is still the same young man.
She whispered, "Am I old?"
The heroine, who had never cared about her appearance, suddenly felt a little worried at this moment.
He's old himself
Traveling alone in the world, surrounded by endless yellow sand, sharp wind and frost, have you left any marks on your face, or calluses on your hands and feet
Zhao Changhe said: "I am quite disappointed."
Yue Hongling's heart skipped a beat and he frowned.
Zhao Changhe continued: "You haven't aged at all."
Yue Hongling: “?”
"Actually, I hope you can be a little older..." Zhao Changhe finally reached out and stroked her cheek: "Then I can continue to call you sister."
Yue Hongling's heart beat faster, but in the opposite direction from before, swaying slowly and steadily, like a stone thrown into the water, creating ripples that took a long time to calm down.
She spoke with some difficulty: "Didn't you always not want to call me sister? You look like you want to conquer someone, it makes me angry when I see you."
Zhao Changhe whispered, "But after seeing all the prosperity, I still feel that I want a sister."
His rough big hands stroked her face, and her pretty face remained as delicate as ever.
Yue Hongling saw the fatigue in Zhao Changhe's heart. It turned out that even a strong man could get tired.
It seemed that he only showed his tiredness in front of her. Even "old women" like Zhuque and Tang Wanzhuang did not receive this treatment.
In the past, he always said, "I can help you," "I can join hands with you to fight with swords." This seemed to be the first time he said, "I want you to help me," "I want a sister."
Just like the young man who stood there stubbornly but at a loss among the corpses on the ground in Zhaocuo, and the King of Zhao who just commanded the emperor, they were almost two different people.
"I am your sister." Yue Hongling hugged him gently and whispered to comfort him: "The village is big, and there are many troubles. It doesn't matter... Sister will not leave this time. Sister will help you."
(End of this chapter)