Chapter 167: Crouching dragon and phoenix chick

Chapter 167 Crouching Dragon and Phoenix

Zhao Changhe was so suffocated that his face turned into an eggplant.

I really thought that "you can learn the meaning of a sword at a glance." It was just a matter of deceiving others. This time, I even deceived myself.

Have you really learned those things by yourself? The gold foil has repeatedly slowed down the gesture for you to imitate dozens or hundreds of times!

Besides, the understanding of martial arts seems to be really different from these things... I think I know it in my head, but I lose it in my hands.

"What are you doing...I, I'll come back another day? First, let's go tell the maid a story..." Seeing that the string was broken and unable to be played, Zhao Changhe made a poor excuse and ran away as if for his life.

Tang Wanzhuang watched him leave with a straight face. When he turned out of the waterside pavilion and could no longer see anyone, he suddenly smiled and said in a low voice: "No wonder Hebuqi gets along well with him, he is obviously a big boy."

Hama Baoqin is crying: "My strings..."

"Hold Qin, be a good boy. Don't cry. My sister will help you beat him tomorrow."

"Miss, are you going to be with this stinky bear? Woohoo..."

"No, Zhao Changhe is the man that Tang Wanzhuang will never get. Be good, his face is stained with tears."

Baoqin raised his head with tears in his eyes: "Miss, do you really want him?"

Tang Wanzhuang was startled and laughed dumbly: "It's just an allusion, let's see where you go. It's not so much that I want him, it's better to say that Daxia wants to get him, but it's best...don't make it a prophecy. ”

Speaking, he got up from his seat and wanted to go out.

He hugged Qin and said curiously: "Miss, where are you going?"

"There are still a lot of unfinished things in Gusu..." Tang Wanzhuang sighed a little tiredly: "He moves in a hurry and never has peace of mind, so why don't I? I'll take a break for half a day, listen to a story from him, and reply to this I can’t tell whether the music is for him to meditate or to rest for myself.”

Zhao Changhe quickly returned to his guest house, but was stunned for a moment when he entered the door.

Sisi lay on her bed, sleeping soundly without any trace of a trace.

Zhao Changhe thought of the topic he had casually asked in the morning... She might have really had no place to sleep last night and spent the night meditating somewhere, right?

 Judging from her beauty, she is unlikely to be an ordinary person from the ancient spirit tribe. She is obviously well-nourished and does not need to do menial work. She felt that she was Duan Yu. She didn't deny that she had guessed her as a little princess before, so she should be. But why would a little princess run away and suffer?

And her lack of moral integrity does not only refer to matters of etiquette and restraint. For example, at Bailian Temple, she actually knelt down when he forced her to kneel down. This seemed inconsistent with the little princess. How could there be such a shameless princess...

But no matter what, the two of them have fought side by side now and are already friends. Basically, when she gets to the point where she wants to say something and is able to say it, she will naturally say it. It would be difficult to force it. Zhao Changhe didn't think too much at this time. He pulled the corner of the thin quilt on the side, covered her briefly, and then sat in front of the window to read.

That piano sound is really good. I feel very calm at this time. I don’t even feel the hot summer. I used to be able to read a book that I couldn’t stand after just a few lines, but now I can read it...

Looking back on this, I was not only in a hurry, but almost exhausted.

Slow down…

Haste makes waste.

The blood evil that wrapped around the body and the spiritual platform unknowingly spread like a flat lake. Zhao Changhe even felt that the next attack cycle would be delayed a lot.

Sisi on the bed opened her eyes, looked down at the thin quilt covering her body, and then at Zhao Changhe who was reading quietly by the window.

I was full of resentment at first, but it calmed down unconsciously, so I just watched him reading quietly without saying anything for a long time.

“Are you awake?” Zhao Changhe turned over a page of the book and said casually: “Did you read this book before going to bed?”

Sisi glanced at it and saw that it was a beginner's guide to pairs, and said: "Yes, Chinese humanities. I have wanted to learn it before, but I still think martial arts is more important and I don't have time to get into this. Listen to me. After telling the story, I felt that it was interesting to learn a little bit, so I read the enlightenment book of their servant girl."

“How is it? It’s quite fun, right?”

"It's okay to have some fun, it doesn't mean much." Sisi lazily got up and followed her hair, showing off her exquisite and beautiful figure, but found that Zhao Changhe didn't even look at it, and was quite flirtatious. It was boring for the blind man to see: "Hey, maybe you think the couple is more interesting than me?"

"I didn't find it interesting before, but now that I've calmed down, I find it interesting." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "There is wine in the world, but no poetry. There is indeed something missing... Daxia has Tang Dynasty makeup, which can be regarded as a complement. Missed this."

Sisi was shocked: "You are talking to me, but you are thinking about Tang Wanzhuang!"

Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm talking about the poetry and painting that she represents, not about her as a person. You are less educated than me."

Zhao Changhe was also shocked: "You can figure it out just by looking at it? Isn't it the same as me who thought it was easy to learn to play the piano?"

Sisi said: "Why don't you just use antonyms or synonyms? What's the problem? Like you, Zhao Changhe, I heard that you killed a traitor named Wang Dashan before. It's a pity that you two are not a couple." Changhe silently said: "I also think he is very antagonistic to me, so is my cultural level actually on the same level as that of foreigners?"

Sisi thought: "So isn't it that simple?"

“The long river is good, but what about something more difficult? Like...the sailors on the river?”

“Ham.”

Zhao Changhe: "?"

"How is it? Are you very smart?" Sisi put her hands on her hips triumphantly: "Why don't I give you a test to see if you are as smart as me. Hmm... just smart, right?"

Zhao Changhe was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Idiot?"

Sisi: "?"

Wolong and Phoenix, you look at me and I look at you, and at the same time, you have a straight face.

Sisi finally knew that this thing was not simple. It couldn't be done by just saying antonyms. However, she refused to admit defeat. She frowned and said: "What's the use for the pair? Those people are so beautiful that they can see Everyone has a big head, is your Demi-Gods and Dragons interesting? Come on, keep telling the story. It’s rare that you have free time to talk nonsense here. If you don’t finish the story, don’t let some old aunt interrupt you again. Just listen to the story. Unsatisfactory.”

"I have been tortured by you so much that I don't want to tell it anymore. The story is just the story, without any innuendo. I am not a fairy brother, and you are not Jiumozhi. If you continue to listen to this way of thinking, the original meaning of the story will be completely lost, and even if I tell it, it is not taste."

“Then at least tell me the story of this maid who can disguise herself?”

“Well, make sure it’s not you first, otherwise I won’t dare to talk about it.”

"Okay, okay, it's not me." Sisi came over and shook his shoulders: "Master, hurry up and talk."

"But it was said that Duan Yu met a handsome man in a restaurant..." Zhao Changhe finally started to talk about it. In fact, he really didn't want to talk about it. The love between a maid who can disguise herself and a bold and rough man, Sisi didn't regard it as his love. Zhao Changhe is the one with the ghost, no matter how you hear it, it's just a tease.

And he was very shameless. He made Uncle Qiao so heroic that he was like the God of War. Who would listen and not think that this is Zhao Changhe's self-promotion and self-promotion? Why don't you just talk about Beimang Village?

But Sisi is good at never interrupting when listening to a story. She just puts on her pink cheeks and looks at you with big eyes admiringly, as if she is looking forward to the next story. She doesn’t know what is going on in her mind. .

It wasn't until the story stumbled about that Qiao Feng accidentally killed A'Zhu, stuffed cattle and sheep to make a promise, Sisi's expression finally changed, and she looked at Zhao Changhe as if she wanted to strangle him to death.

Zhao Changhe reluctantly stopped the story and sighed: "So, this is not some innuendo. I don't have that level, and there is no reason to make up such an ending for you, right... This is someone else's story."

“Is this why you don’t want to pretend to be someone else?”

“Well...there must be certain factors.”

Sisi thought for a long time and whispered to herself: "Whether you made up the story or not, in my opinion you do look a little bit like Qiao Feng... But unfortunately, besides being able to disguise herself, Sisi , there is nothing close to A'Zhu. If you want such a considerate maid, you can find another one from Tang Buqi, she will be more suitable than me."

"Hello…"

Sisi smiled narrowly: "I didn't say you made it up. How dare you say that you don't want a little maid like that? It's a pity that you have A Zi next to you now."

"You're not done yet, are you? It's all you!" Zhao Changhe clenched his fists, pretending to hit him.

Sisi put on a defensive posture.

The two were about to start a fight when Tang Wanzhuang's sigh came from outside: "I don't mean to disturb Mr. Zhao, but I'm afraid everyone's leisurely rest is coming to an end."

Zhao Changhe was startled: "What's going on?"

"The Tang family who are responsible for guarding the exit of the Sword Emperor's Tomb reported urgently. There was another earthquake below, and something seems to have happened." Tang Wanzhuang's tone was also helpless and tired: "It has only been a day, and your injuries are not fully healed, and just now Start to meditate, I really don’t want you to come into contact with these things in the short term... But if I don’t call you, wouldn’t you be unhappy?”

Sisi suddenly lost the mood to play, and her expression became startled again.

Zhao Changhe also felt that things in the world were deliberately pushing him, and he was a little suspicious that the blind man was causing trouble. How can one be so restless? I had just calmed down to tell stories, learn piano music, tease and tease the little maids, and it was quite comfortable to have fun, but it didn’t last more than a day, and something happened...

So it seems that the previous soldiers and horses were exhausted and exhausted, did they also have a sense of deliberate destiny?

Hurting yourself to grow, not caring about overdrafting your potential and leaving behind hidden dangers. If it hadn't been for Tang Wan's makeup, I might never have thought of this level.

But think about it, there’s nothing to worry about. In troubled times, how can we have so much leisure time?

Thinking of this, he also smiled casually: "Why should you be deliberate about movement and stillness? Just do it when it's done, and rest when it's done. Once you know what your problem is, you will naturally put it away. Anyway, you always have to explore the Sword Emperor's Tomb. After finishing this It’s just up to you to learn the piano.”

With that said, he turned around and picked up the dragon bird by the window, put it on his shoulder and strode out: "Let's go, I am like a bear doing embroidery when I play the piano. This is my stage!"

(End of this chapter)

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