Chapter 31 Summer Volley
When he 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 a few congregants around him, probably his close confidants. They were drinking warm wine and laughing with a little maid in their arms.
Looking at this, it seems that this is how you live your life when you are not injured, so Professor 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 weakly raised his head 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 be able to take care of anything, but he cannot be bullied casually either. Who knows whether the saint will take revenge in the future? But I just couldn't help it.
Hell, 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 money and food. Seeing how exhausted you are, what can you do?
Seeing Zhao Changhe politely visiting and showing concern, Fang Buping forced a smile and said, "He's not dead. The leader of the Zhao village..."
"exist."
"You are on a wanted list and you left your post and went into the city privately. If it brings trouble to our missionary mission, can you bear the responsibility?" Fang Buping said slowly: "Seeing as you are an ignorant villager first and a bandit at the same time. I won’t argue with you about my background for the time being. Please ask for instructions and report more in the future, and don’t make your 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 talking about the backstage, it was just slandering the saint. When the Four Symbols Sect found out about this, he still wanted to peel off his skin.
Thinking of this, he quickly put on a smile: "You still have to read the books. The meaning of the teachings. Village leader Zhao 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 classics, I also plan to ask for a few history books to read. Oh, by the way, I am now qualified for the Qinggong of our holy religion. Did you learn it?”
"They are all brothers in the sect, so of course they are." Fang Buping, who felt guilty for a moment, did not dare to do anything else, and waved his hand sadly: "Sixth son took the guests to the study, Qinggong took the copy of Fei Xue Wuhen, You can read the other teachings and scriptures."
The believer who just brought Zhao Changhe in made a gesture: "Master Zhao, please come."
Zhao Changhe nodded with a smile: "Thank you, brother."
Wang Dashan looked as if 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 this dormitory. Zhao Changhe and the congregant 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 glanced at Zhao Changhe's back with a gloomy face, then glanced at Wang Dashan, and asked coldly: "Why did Zhao Changhe come to the city at the risk of a wanted order?"
Wang Dashan was stared at by his cold eyes and shuddered all over. 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 to be a hindrance. The allocation of money and food is really a matter decided by the helmsman. No one can say anything. If Zhao Changhe dares to ask for it, he dares to give Zhao Changhe a thumbs down.
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 master of the village can be done by anyone..."
Wang Dashan's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "I hope the helmsman will take good care of me."
Fang Buping smiled and closed his eyes without saying anything.
As expected, not everyone is Luo Qi, and Wang Dashan is not very reliable.
"Zhao Zhaizhu, do you think these are okay?" Liu Zi came over with a stack of books. Zhao Changhe turned over it, 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 from old brothers in the sect 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 wonder if there is any deviation in this statement? "
Fang Buping didn't understand what he meant for a moment: "The holy religion does have this rule."
He immediately came to his senses and said with a smile: "Did 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, you and I will be in trouble in a few months." Discuss again.”
"What the hell, my subordinates also want to face shame. How can I dare to challenge someone who can't even get out of bed?" Zhao Changhe's smile slowly faded and he said loudly: "But I am very interested in the position of deputy helmsman responsible for the dispatch of money and food." , Now that all the brothers in the sect are here, Captain Fang has witnessed that Zhao Changhe dares to challenge the deputy helmsman? "
The expressions of all the believers around him changed, and Wang Dashan's face turned pale.
This Zhao Changhe...
Although the elite have 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?
There is so much 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 for a long time like he was an idiot. He coughed and laughed while dragging his sick body: "Hey, Old Huang, did you hear that? Zhao Zhaichao challenges you. This helmsman bears this witness, so you should not accept the challenge. ?”
A majestic man watching a play 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 must play with him a few times, haha..."
Zhao Changhe looked calm. He held his long sword upside down and saluted with his fists clasped: "Please give me some advice, Deputy Helmsman Huang."
Deputy Helmsman 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 startled and looked up at the sky.
Sure enough, this is a new chapter from the Book of Troubled Times:
"In the twelfth lunar month, Xiaohan. Xia Chichi went to the fifth level of Xuanguan, went to the Green Dragon Pond, realized the White Tiger's Edge, fought alone against twenty-eight members of the same level of the Four Elephants Sect, and broke through the twenty-eight constellations. The Four Elephants were shaken up and down."
“Changes in the Qianlong List.”
“Qian Long Thirteen, Xia Chi Chi.”
“Summer is flying in the sky, why is it too late?”
The whole house was silent. Fang Buping looked at the sky in shock and was speechless for a long time.
She had guessed that Xia Chichi would become a saint, but she didn't expect to be so perverted. With just five levels of hard training at the entrance level, Qian Long Thirteen was parachuted in, and a bunch of people at the sixth and seventh levels of the entrance level 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 it, 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 shouldn't have been anonymous, she should have risen long ago.
Summer is flying in the sky, it’s too late to come...
He withdrew his gaze, the tip of the knife trembled slightly, and chuckled: "Vice 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 like you quite a lot. How about a lucky draw for that knife?"
Thanks to the most proud person in the world_Jun Shangmeng~
(End of this chapter)