Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 31: Summer Sky

When I saw Fang Buping, he was in a room full of medicinal smell, airtight everywhere, his face was pale, and he looked very miserable. But the day was pleasant, and he was currently leaning in the fragrant and soft maid's arms. The maid was feeding him medicine in small spoonfuls. There was a little maid beside him fanning the brazier. The room was warm.

There were also several congregants around him, who should be his confidants and right-hand men. They were drinking warm wine and laughing with a little maid in their arms.

Looking at this, this is how you lived your life when you were not injured, so Teacher Sun would think that when you have a certain status, you may not be able to work so hard.

Zhao Changhe walked in with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "How is the helmsman doing?"

Fang Buping looked up feebly from the maid's arms, a shadow of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

He is really angry. Even if Luo Zhenwu's credit was taken away, the credit for the treasure also fell into the hands of these two people, which also highlighted his incompetence, as if they were specifically working against him. He also knows that Zhao Changhe's so-called backstage may not really take care of anything, but he also cannot bully him casually. Who knows whether the saint will take revenge in the future? But I just couldn't help it.

Damn it, even the so-called backstage person rose to the top because he stole the treasure from him.

This is what is called burning with jealousy.

I don’t dare to do anything else. I’ll give you something to do with your money and food. Seeing how exhausted you are, what can you do?

Seeing Zhao Changhe's polite visit and concern, Fang Buping forced a smile and said, "He's not dead. Master Zhao..."

"Here."

"You are wanted, and you leave your post and go into the city without permission. If it brings trouble to our missionary mission, can you bear the responsibility?" Fang Buping said slowly: "Seeing that you are an ignorant villager first, I’m a bandit again, so I won’t argue with you for the time being. I’ll ask for more instructions and reports from now on, and don’t make my own decisions.”

Wang Dashan next to him felt his heart beat out of his throat, fearing that Zhao Changhe would lose his temper and directly kill someone.

There are a lot of Blood God cultists around. If you kill someone, we will also be hacked to death here...

But Zhao Changhe just laughed casually and said: "There are actually quite a lot of ignorant villagers and people with a background of bandits."

Fang Buping's expression changed slightly, and then he remembered that Xia Chichi and Zhao Changhe basically had the same background. Ridiculing Zhao Changhe was not much different from pointing at Xia Chichi's nose and scolding... Not to mention the backstage or the backstage, it was just After the Four Symbols Sect found out about slandering the Saint, he still wanted to shed his skin.

Thinking of this, he quickly put on a smile: "You still have to read the books. The teachings of the classics. Zhao Zhaizhu hasn't read them very much? Since you are here this time, take a few books back to study."

"This is necessary." Zhao Changhe smiled warmly: "In addition to teaching the meaning of the classics, I also plan to ask for a few history books to read. Oh, by the way, the Qinggong of our holy religion, subordinate Are you qualified to learn now?"

"They are all brothers in the sect, so of course they are." Fang Buping, who felt guilty for a moment, did not dare to make any more troubles, and waved his hand sadly: "Sirius took the guests to the study, Qinggong took the flying blood book Wuhen, you can take the other teachings and scriptures."

The congregant who just brought Zhao Changhe in made a gesture: "Master Zhao, please."

Zhao Changhe nodded with a smile: "Thank you, brother."

Wang Dashan looked like he was in a dream, is this Zhao Changhe?

No, aren't you here to get money and food? Now you look like everyone is doing well, and you haven’t even mentioned money. What are you going to do?

The so-called study room is actually next to the dormitory. Zhao Changhe and the disciple walked in and looked at the bookshelf. The door was not closed, and Fang Buping could still see his back from a distance.

Fang Buping looked at Zhao Changhe's back with a gloomy face, then glanced at Wang Dashan, and asked coldly: "What on earth did Zhao Changhe come to do at the risk of a wanted order?"

Wang Dashan shivered when he was stared at by his cold gaze. How dare he disobey the helmsman? He carefully apologized and said, "We have no money or food in the village..."

"Sure enough." Fang Buping sneered.

Things like teachings and exercises are not a stumbling block. The distribution of money and food is really a matter decided by the helm leader. No one can say anything. If Zhao Changhe dares to ask for it, he dares to let Zhao Changhe get a slap in the face. .

He said calmly: "Your name is Wang Dashan?"

"Uh, yes."

"If anything happens in the village, please report it to the helm... You need to know that the village owner can be done by anyone..."

Wang Dashan’s eyes lit up and he smiled and said, “I hope the helmsman will take care of me.”

Fang Buping smiled and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Zhao Changhe seemed to be looking at the bookshelf with a smile on his lips.

As expected, not everyone is Luo Qi, and Wang Dashan is not very reliable.

"Zhao Zhaizhu, do you think these are okay?" Liuzi came over with a stack of books.

Zhao Changhe turned over the pages, mainly looked at the so-called "Flying Blood without Traces", and said with a smile: "That's enough, thank you, brother."

He walked out leisurely holding a stack of books, as if he had just remembered it, and said to Fang Buping: "I have something important to discuss with the helmsman this time."

Fang Buping said calmly: "What's the matter?"

"I have heard old brothers in the sect say before that our holy sect is extremely powerful in martial arts and its strength is king. Internal tasks can be challenged to determine ownership. As long as it is an honest and testimonial challenge, I don't know what this statement means. No deviation? ”

Fang Buping didn't understand what he meant for a moment: "The Holy Religion does have such rules."

Reacting immediately, he laughed and said: "Could Master Zhao want to challenge me? The rules of the religion do not allow anyone to take advantage of someone's danger to challenge an injured person, otherwise things would have gone haywire. If Master Zhao had this intention, in a few months You and I will discuss it later.”

"What the hell, my subordinates also want to face shame. How can I have the nerve to challenge someone who can't even get out of bed?" Zhao Changhe's smile slowly faded and he said loudly: "But I am responsible for the duties of the deputy helmsman who is responsible for the dispatch of money and food. I am very interested. Now that all the brothers in the sect are here, Master Fang has witnessed that Zhao Changhe dares to challenge the deputy helmsman."

The expressions of all the congregants around him changed, and Wang Dashan’s face turned pale.

This Zhao Changhe...

Although the elite have been evacuated now, the person who can be the deputy helmsman is also a second-level entrance guard. You, Zhao Changhe, have only been practicing martial arts for more than a month. It is said that the first level of Xuan Pass has only been broken for more than ten days. Everyone practices the Blood Evil Kung Fu, and there are no techniques to suppress it. Where did you get the courage?

If you have the talent, you really have the talent...

However, even if you can win the challenge now, are you really not afraid that the helmsman will give you endless suffering after he recovers in a few months? Why are you so tall under the eaves?

Fang Buping looked at Zhao Changhe like an idiot for a long time, dragging his sick body while coughing and laughing: "Hey, Old Huang, did you hear that? Zhao Zhaichao challenges you. I, the helmsman, bear this witness, you Should we fight? ”

A majestic man watching a show with his maid in his arms stood up and said with a smile: "Since the leader of the village has such a taste, of course he has to play with him, haha..."

Zhao Changhe looked calm, held his long sword upside down, cupped his fists and saluted: "Please give me some advice, Deputy Director Huang."

Vice Captain Huang took out a heavy steel knife and said with a smile: "Don't say I bully the younger generation, how about I give you three moves?"

Zhao Changhe's eyes lit up when he looked at the thick steel knife. Just as he was about to speak, golden light suddenly flashed in the sky.

Everyone was stunned and looked up at the sky.

It is indeed a new chapter from the Book of Troubled Times:

"In the twelfth lunar month, Xiaohan. Xia Chichi went to the fifth level of the Mysterious Entrance, went to the Green Dragon Pond, realized the White Tiger's Edge, fought alone against twenty-eight members of the Four Elephants Sect at the same level, and broke through the twenty-eight constellations. The Four Elephants were shaken by it. ."

"Changes in the Qianlong List."

"Qianlong Thirteen, Xia Chichi."

"Summer is flying in the sky, why is it too late?"

The whole house was silent. Fang Buyi looked at the sky with a shocked expression, and was speechless for a long time.

I guessed that Xia Chichi would become a saint, but she didn't expect to be so perverted. With only the fifth level of profound entrance training, she airborne Qianlong Thirteen, and a bunch of sixth and seventh level entrance halls were still behind her! In other words, the Book of Troubled Times believes that her record cannot be achieved by those at the sixth or seventh level of the Mysterious Entrance, or their ranking records are not as difficult as hers!

What if she is forced to practice even higher, reaching the eighth or ninth level?

Not only the Four Symbols Sect was shocked by this, it was enough to shock the whole world!

Zhao Changhe sighed softly.

That was actually a woman who practiced martial arts even when she was resting and sleeping... She should not have been unknown, she should have risen long ago.

Summer is sky high, it’s too late to come...

He withdrew his gaze, the tip of the knife trembled slightly, and chuckled: "Deputy Helmsman Huang, don't be so cautious... Zhao Changhe has his own long knife, and he doesn't eat soft food. There is no need to give in to the three moves, but I really like that knife of yours, how about I make it a lucky draw?"