It's another small town, covered with mist and rain, and full of flying catkins.
Zhao Changhe, who had always been proud of his good health and didn't mind getting wet in the rain, finally began to agree with Cui Yuanyang's criticism of the horrible weather.
During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot. Poets can narrate leisurely, but if you are a passerby, you will only curse. Moreover, you are traveling thousands of miles, and it will take a long time. You are not going to visit relatives in the next village.
In ancient times, it was so inconvenient to go out, so every time there was a separation, countless famous poems were born. Because you don't know whether you will see each other again after this separation, thousands of miles away.
Now that he had just obtained the famous horse, he felt particularly sorry for the Snow-Treading Black Horse, fearing that it would get wet in the rain. He had no idea whether horses were afraid of rain or not.
I was free and easy when I left, but my mood became bad in the mist and rain. I started to miss Yangyang again. I wondered if she was crying at home.
Then I also understood what it meant to be - how much idle worry is there? A field of tobacco, a city full of catkins, and rain when the plums are yellow.
I'm sure Yangyang had these words in her mind when she was leaning against the building and gazing into the distance.
It's over, I'm a literary youth again. It's strange, I'm a student of liberal arts, I used to memorize a few poems and return them to the teacher, but now I've been away from the classroom and hanging out in the world for half a year, more and more poems have popped up in my mind.
I don’t know if it’s because of the cultivation that led to the improvement of memory, or because the misty world of Jianghu itself is particularly poetic. Just like when I face Yue Hongling, I am often more literary than at other times.
"Shopkeeper, please help me look after the horse. I have the best fodder." Zhao Changhe led the horse to the door of the restaurant, asked the waiter to look after the horse, and then he looked inside to see if there were any customers calling him a fool.
The waiter came up to him and said, "Don't worry, sir. We are the most professional in looking after and feeding horses... Hey! What a nice horse!"
"That's right." There was a hint of vigilance in Zhao Changhe's eyes. Damn, could there be any other bad things like horse robbery and horse theft
The waiter fondled the Snow-Treading Black Horse and said with a smile, "Please come in, sir. You haven't told me what you want to eat yet."
"Well, I'll just have a bowl of noodles. I can't let my horse starve anyway."
The waiter felt the same way, and he would feel the same way if he were in the same situation.
What a good horse!
Zhao Changhe suddenly thought that if this were put in the modern world, it might be a limited edition Rolex... The Cui family just gave it to him without even asking a question.
"Have you heard? Recently, a ruthless person has appeared in the underworld."
Such familiar lines! Zhao Changhe burst into tears and sat in a corner to listen to what others said about him.
"Yes, Han Wubing is really ruthless. Jianlu is where he was born, right? He killed thirty-two fellow apprentices in one go."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
never mind.
"Why are all the people who have come forward recently such rebellious people? This time it was Han Wubing, and last time it was Zhao Changhe."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
There is still a role for me, right
"Haha, Han Wubing may be cruel, but Zhao Changhe is more interesting. Didn't he escort Miss Cui for thousands of miles last time? Everyone said that he would become Cui's son-in-law this time. But the Cui family still had the same temper. They didn't recognize him as a bandit and drove him away again. It was such a waste of time. I don't even know if he is hiding somewhere crying. Haha..."
"I feel more and more that this kid is quite tragic. He always wants the kind of woman he can't get, either Yue Hongling or Cui Yuanyang. Why bother? Why not be more pragmatic..."
"Isn't this me?"
"Ahahahaha, that makes sense! I'm going to give Zhao Changhe the title of No. 1 Down-to-earth Potential Dragon! Does anyone object?"
"I object." Zhao Changhe couldn't help it: "Can you guys talk about Han Wubing? I'm tired of hearing Zhao Changhe all day long. Is it interesting?"
"Who are you? We just like to talk about Zhao Changhe, what's your business? Riding a good horse is great. Do you think Cui Yuanyang should be your son? You feel uncomfortable after hearing Zhao Changhe's words, right? We support Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang, and you bite me?"
Zhao Changhe ate his noodles helplessly: "Okay, okay, Zhao Changhe will also thank you for your support here, you guys continue."
Someone else said, "The Cui family is trying to cover up their crimes. Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang have been on the road for so many days. What haven't they done? Can his daughter still get married?"
"That may not be the case. I don't believe that they can still fight against such a life-and-death siege. The Cui family dared to do this, and they have the confidence to prove that their daughter is innocent."
"Who knows, maybe Zhao Changhe is a silver-plated spearhead, and he can be done with just three strikes?"
"Hahaha, brother, that's a great idea. This is very possible!" Veins on Zhao Changhe's forehead were throbbing.
I thought they were a group of fans, but they turned out to be a group of haters.
"Let's wait and see in three years. Maybe this guy can really make it to the top of the list. I've never seen anyone who can practice martial arts so fast, and I've never even heard of anyone like that."
"So the Cui family wasn't completely disloyal this time? At least they left some thoughts in mind."
"Yes, although it is difficult, it is not completely impossible for this person."
"If that day comes, I'll treat everyone to a drink!"
There are fans who actually buy drinks for their wedding... You guys have more confidence than I do. Zhao Changhe was eating noodles, a little absent-minded.
The agreement between me and the Cui family did work. Yangyang's reputation didn't suffer much. Most people still thought it was impossible to do anything, and most people just said it was done in three steps. The Cui family didn't get criticized for being ungrateful. Anyway, that's how noble families are. Most people thought it was good to leave a thought for you...
This means that good people cannot do it, but bad people are given a way out, so people won't scold them. Is this the truth
Zhao Changhe's reputation in the underworld is not as bad as the previous traitorous bandits. He was so righteous that he sent the girl away. Although everyone didn't say it, they should have given him a thumbs up in their hearts. Then he was driven away again. This made him more down-to-earth, like a civilian idol... Although his fans are all haters.
More importantly, along the way, he found that the wanted order had been revoked, and he was no longer a bandit who was burdened with crimes and could not walk in the sun.
Everything that had been done before had borne fruit.
Fortunately, they managed to get through the in-person criticism, and finally people got tired of talking about Zhao Changhe, so they started talking about Han Wubing: "I've never heard that Han Wubing was from Jianlu before, I thought he was a lone ranger. Who said he was from Jianlu just now?"
"Well, how can anyone who can make a name for himself in the martial arts world have no background or mentor? Even Yue Hongling came from a third-rate sect, and Zhao Changhe is still using the Blood God Sect's skills. Lone Ranger? Even if he is really a Lone Ranger, he must have been taught by a hermit master. How can a Lone Ranger really jump out of a crack in a stone..."
"So why did he fall out with Jian Lu?"
"I don't know about that. The Master of Jian Lu is ranked eighth on the Earth Ranking. I wonder if he will personally take action to deal with this rebellion?"
"How can such a strong person be sent out to deal with traitors at every turn? Xue Canghai is not even on the list of people, and he will not go to Zhao Changhe personally. There are so many things he can do."
Zhao Changhe covered his head and said, "Just talk about Han Wubing. I really want to hear his story. Why do you have to turn every sentence on me? It's none of my business..."
After listening for a long time, I didn't get any useful information.
The so-called "rumors" seem to be able to hear everything, but in fact, how many people know the real inside story? Listening to people's blind guesses will lead you astray.
"Want to know about Han Wubing?" Suddenly someone sat down in front of him and said with a smile, "Actually, there is a place where you can get the most rapid information about almost all the events in the martial arts world."
Zhao Changhe looked up and saw an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with no distinctive features.
He finished his noodles in a few bites and said calmly, "If I want to know more about Han Wubing, I can just ask him directly. I'm just eating here and listening out of curiosity. Don't think I'm interested in other people's gossip. I don't even bother to ask how old your leader is this year and whether he wants to find a husband."
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly: "How do you know that I am from the Demon Suppression Division? Just based on what I said?"
Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "It's nothing. It has nothing to do with you... I do have a few words to say. Please pass them on to Master Tang."
The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said, "Please speak."
Zhao Changhe wiped his mouth leisurely: "First, I have an appointment with someone and I have to go to Ancient Sword Lake to keep it. I don't have much time, so I don't have time to worry about other things. I don't have to go wherever someone tells me to go."
The middle-aged man said helplessly: "Master Tang's suggestion is that the situation in Ancient Sword Lake is unpredictable now, so it is best to avoid it and not go there."
Zhao Changhe was unmoved: "Since we have an appointment, I will go even if it rains knives from the sky. Besides, what is the situation? Han Wubing can see it, but I can't."
The middle-aged man sighed, "A promise is worth a thousand gold. I respect it. But the sky may really rain knives... At least along the way, the high-level members of the Blood God Church came to deal with you. The more famous you are, the more they will lose face and can't bear it. If you are willing to talk to us, we can help you solve this matter. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach Ancient Sword Lake."
"You don't have to solve it. The matter of the Blood God Cult can almost be regarded as my personal grudge. I will handle it myself without asking for your favor." Zhao Changhe suddenly laughed: "The most embarrassing thing for the Blood God Cult is that Master Xue was beaten by someone above his level. My matter is nothing."
Middle-aged man: “…”
"Secondly, although I reject you, I don't have any opinion on you... It's just that if Tang Wanzhuang wants to talk to me, I hope she can take the time to come and talk in person, instead of talking around and around, which is annoying." Zhao Changhe stood up: "Shopkeeper, pay the bill!"
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PS: It’s the third update, I’ll make a brief transition and ask for a monthly ticket~
Thanks to I am a network beggar on the alliance ~
(End of this chapter)