Chapter 296 Revisiting the old place
At sunset.
Cui Yuanyong kicked open the door of Zhao Changhe's room: "I've been riding a horse to recuperate for a day with that little bird wound. Is that enough? Get up and pee!"
There was no one in the house and all the luggage had been cleared away.
"Grass?" Cui Yuanyong was dumbfounded: "Wasn't he just injured like a dead dog, and he left without saying goodbye? He knew we would have a celebratory drink with him, right?"
Immediately he remembered who else disappeared together: "It's so **** inhumane to be of the opposite sex. Why didn't I see that this guy is such a person before! If I don't go back, I will say a hundred and eight bad things about you in front of Yangyang. I don't have a surname of Cui." !”
Cui Yuanyong angrily went to the knight camp, where there was a mess of drinking and dancing with demons.
Actually, he also knew in his heart that Zhao Changhe was exhausted and really didn’t want to be involved in such a scene, but damn, everyone can have a few drinks in private!
never mind. Cui Yuanyong helplessly grabbed a drunken man and said, "I haven't come back yet, why don't you just drink it by yourself?"
The man felt dizzy: "The battle, the battle is over, who are you? We really think we are just talking about the Cui family..."
"Grass." Cui Yuanyong was so angry that he vomited blood and was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. He asked, "Where is Situ Xiao? Could it be that he really went to find Xue Canghai?"
In fact, others said that verbally, but they still respected Cui Yuanyong in their hearts, and answered honestly: "I don't know, I heard that he ran outside Guancheng."
What are you doing outside? Are you eating dirt?
Cui Yuanyong ran to the top of the city confused and saw that the sky was dark and gloomy. Situ Xiao was lying on the ground that was half sand and half snow, leaning forward, holding up a wine gourd and drinking heavily.
There are still corpses in the distance, messy swords, spears, halberds, scattered arrows, broken shields, and vultures circling in the sky. The composition is desolate and solemn under the setting sun.
Cui Yuanyong shouted: "What are you sick about?"
Situ Xiao: "Drunk on the battlefield ~ Jun Moxiao... Fighting in ancient times..."
“I think your main purpose in coming to fight this battle is to wait for this moment, right?”
Situ Xiao drunkenly raised the wine gourd: "Brother Cui knows me! Come and have a drink!"
“Drink your motherfucker, what kind of **** is this!” Cui Yuanyong returned to the city angrily, and someone grabbed his ears.
So quick to take action! There was no time to dodge!
Where does the master come from!
Cui Yuanyong turned his head sharply and saw his father's expressionless look: "I will be confined in the ancestral hall for three months. When will I change the name of my mother in my mouth? When will I be released? Otherwise, your mother will really let you know what is mom."
Cui Yuanyong, one of the anti-Hu heroes and the newly promoted grandmaster who defeated the Golden Horde Prince head-on. After the victory of the war, he didn't even have a drink. His father carried him home by the ear and rewarded him with three months of confinement and a pile of sages. Books, and a vaguely spiritual Qinghe sword.
The most tragic thing is that the spirit of Qinghe Sword is looming, and I don’t know whether he is willing to recognize it or not.
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A few days later, Beimang.
The cottage is still there, and the interesting thing is that even the people are there.
After Zhao Changhe killed people and left, the bandits who were captured and imprisoned by Cui Yuanyong were imprisoned by the county government until winter and released again.
After all, this group of people really had no bad deeds under the leadership of the original village leader. They were not beheaded or exiled. They were imprisoned for a long time and wasted food. Looking at the shortage of food for the winter, the county magistrate was too lazy to feed these people. Simply let this group of people go.
After the results came out, I was still idle and didn't know how to do anything else. Considering that everything was there in the cottage, the gangsters naturally gathered back and returned to the original cottage. It had only been a few days.
Everyone checked the number of people among each other. Except for the chief and deputy village masters at that time, there was no one missing.
Not even one of them is willing to go back and live a good life. The transformation is a complete failure...
Even the fierceness is not lacking. The first thing everyone did when they got together in the village was to fight for the master of the village. They divided into several groups and quarreled for several days. Finally, they met for a duel. Today is the time for the duel.
The duel venue is in our martial arts arena, and there is a huge pit beside the venue. Mrs. Yazhai once presided over the excavation and captured the Cui family's legitimate daughter alive. It is a famous attraction in the village.
The two sides were scolding each other around the martial arts arena, and just as they were about to come on stage, a very strange and exclamatory voice suddenly came from outside the arena: "Hey~ a martial arts competition and a drinking contest? Okay, okay! It's a good idea. You guys divide into groups, I will give you a reward, and the winner will get money. Drink if you lose!”
Everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment. The voice was very familiar, and even the words were familiar, as if they had heard the exact same words before...
People turned their heads and glanced at the source of the sound. In the light of hunting fire, the village owner and Mrs. Yazhai stood by the trap pit, looking at everyone with smiles.
At this moment, my mind was completely connected to the past images, and I didn’t realize anything was wrong at all. I shouted loudly: "The boss said so, let’s start fighting! What are the ink marks? Let my sister-in-law see the joke...eh..."
The noise gradually became quieter and gradually fell into silence.
Then he started to feel dazed.
Someone replied naturally: "The inventory is still a little low and has not been emptied out by the county government."
Zhao Changhe threw a piece of gold leaf: "Go to the city to buy some, I will take you through the winter."
“Long live the boss!” People rushed up one after another, and no one even paid attention to the two people on the stage who were preparing to compete. No one remembers that it was Zhao Changhe who abandoned them in the first place.
“We are all watching the boss’ rankings every day in his mother’s prison!”
“Others in the prison knew that we were hanging out with Boss Zhao, and they looked at us with disgust.”
“I knew back then that the boss was no ordinary person!”
“Boss, boss, so our Mrs. Yazhai is really Yue Hongling, right?”
Yue Hongling always stood aside with a smile, but it was only now that she changed her face and said, "Fake."
Had it not been for you bunch of bad guys making noises, the relationship between me and Zhao Changhe would not have reached the ambiguous stage it later became, let alone...well...
I don’t know why, but I don’t feel much shame and anger in my heart. On the contrary, this feeling of time and space being separated and then reuniting makes people feel deeply touched, and even vaguely feels like a Taoist enlightenment.
It's like our journey was taken away for a year, independent of time and space. When we come back, everything continues without any change.
Zhao Changhe was also wondering, is this what Ying Wu is looking for? And if I can find my way home and choose to continue at the time I left, is this what I mean?
Mysterious and interesting.
"Okay." Zhao Changhe clapped his hands: "Has my village master's house been cleaned?"
The two people who were originally preparing to fight grimaced on the stage and sighed: "It has just been tidied up and cleaned. The bedding is all brand new and has not been touched. Isn't it the ownership we are fighting for... Well, this God knew that the boss was coming back, so he drove us to fix it. Oh, by the way, my sister-in-law had another room before, but we haven’t had time to fix it yet..."
“What do you want another room for?” Zhao Changhe glared and put his arms around Yue Hongling’s waist: “From now on, it’s just one room!”
"Bang!" Madam Yazhai threw the village owner over her shoulder violently, and carried her like a bear into the village owner's house on the top of the mountain.
Her scolding voice could be vaguely heard in the wind and snow: "Can I help you? Today I will let you know what it means to press a stronghold!"
The gangsters in the cottage looked at each other, and suddenly they all laughed.
The world is really amazing.
In the main house of the village, the bedding is fragrant and the candles are warm.
Even the furnishings have not changed.
Yue Hongling looked a little lost. Zhao Changhe, who was holding her hand, took the opportunity to break away and hugged her.
“What for?” Yue Hongling curled her lips.
“In my hometown, Zhaocuo, people often get married outside and then go back to have a banquet with relatives and friends when they have time. Do you think we look alike now?”
Yue Hongling thinks it’s a bit similar.
Especially this brand new bedding, the pre-lit candles... She would believe it if you said that Zhao Changhe came back in advance to arrange it.
But she knew that there was really no arrangement, it was just God’s will. Zhao Changhe's sudden visit to his hometown seemed to be a ritual for the two of them.
Yue Hongling felt strange in her heart.
She is willing to linger with her in a secret place where there is no one, and is willing to go to the end of the world hand in hand, but in the heart of the heroine, she has never even thought about the wedding ceremony in the presence of relatives and friends.
That is a completely different experience from being in a dark and deserted secret realm.
She lowered her head slightly and whispered: "Even my disciples don't know about wedding flowers and candles."
Zhao Changhe came up to her face, kissed her and said, "Then we can go back and make up for it when we have time?"
"You are so beautiful." Yue Hongling pushed his chest and pretended not to let him kiss her: "When did I say I wanted to marry you."
Before he finished speaking, his waist tightened, and he had already picked her up and walked towards the bed.
Yue Hongling had a hard mouth, but she didn't struggle. She let him lie on the bed softly, and said: "Forget it, I'll help you heal your injuries. It's really boring to be injured and have to travel for so many days."
I made up my mind not to bark tonight.
I also want to hear my sister’s call, and listen to the ghost’s call.
The night is deep, the moon is hidden and the stars are sinking.
The birds flew across the roof and heard the suppressed cries of unknown creatures in the house, which grew louder and louder, and finally turned into anger: "Change positions! I'm going to suppress the stronghold!"
(End of this chapter)