Chapter 357 Returning home in fine clothes
Climbing up the stairs, Zhao Changhe looked at the scenery of Wushan with great interest.
It’s just the right time to change from winter to spring, coupled with the change of geography, from the majestic Kunlun Mountains to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, the ice and snow are gone, the grass and trees are green, the humidity after the spring rain is everywhere, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it is like traveling through a new secret realm.
Very interesting experience.
It’s a pity that the ink in my stomach comes and goes. Occasionally, I can come up with some wonderful sentences, but whenever I am in a scene that should be poetic, I can only remember a few famous sentences that are not suitable for the situation.
For example, once the sea was full of water, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. This is Master Xue. Is this poem appropriate?
Or to say something like this, Wushan is high but Wushan is low. When the rain comes in the evening, Xiaoxiao doesn’t come home. He stays alone in an empty house.
Hearing this, Master Xue will probably beat someone, saying who is guarding an empty room alone?
Speaking of which, the entire Blood God Sect seems not to be fond of women, only bloodthirsty and murderous... what a stupid sect.
In fact, the Blood God Sect is in Wushan, and not many people know about it. Otherwise, it might have been wiped out long ago. Zhao Changhe only found out about it after asking Wan Dongliu of the Four Symbol Sect. On the surface, there is only one cottage on Wushan Mountain. The Xiaoju gang takes over the mountain and robs families and homes. The sect relies on an underground secret place in the mountain to operate in secret, which is very similar to the template of Beimang.
At the moment when Maitreya is disrupting the south, Daxia officials really have no time to pay attention to this mountain king.
However, what is better than Beimang is that this village is not a village. It spreads from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. The villages of various sizes are actually deep and have some fortifications...
“Stop, what are you doing!”
Looking all the way to the entrance of the village, a group of gangsters surrounded him unbearably and stared at him nervously: "This is not a place for sightseeing... We have tolerated you for a long time..."
Zhao Changhe almost laughed out loud: "Why do you have to endure it?"
Someone murmured for a moment and whispered: "Are you... Zhao Changhe?"
At this moment, Zhao Changhe's dragon bird is stored in the ring, missing a classic logo, but there is another classic scar that has not been wiped off anymore. He came to worship the mountain as Zhao Changhe openly and honestly, which cannot be done to the king.
Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "Why don't you dare to recognize it? Is it because you don't have a knife?"
"Nowadays, people who imitate Zhao Changhe all wear a broad sword. How can there be a real Zhao Changhe who doesn't carry a sword? I tell you no!" Someone complained to his companions: "I am being raped by someone who doesn't know whether he is Zhao Changhe or not." No one dares to stop me when I get to the gate of the village. If I tell you, I will be laughed at!"
Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "So if Zhao Changhe is really coming, won't you guys stop him?"
The gangsters all said: "Nonsense, Boss Zhao is from our holy sect. If he really comes, why don't you just go home."
Then God went out...Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "Aren't we still chasing him? Why did he just go home..."
"The fatwa is sitting there and no one mentions it. Who takes it seriously?" The gangsters said cautiously: "Are you saying, please don't pretend to be here. We have asked Beimang to My brother came out to identify someone, don’t run away!”
While he was talking, a person hurriedly ran out of the village and said, "I heard that there is someone who looks like our master? Ouch, you are here, the master. I miss you brothers so much!"
Zhao Changhe looked up and smiled even wider. It was Brother Beimang who asked Xuanwu to write a letter of introduction a few days ago. Sure enough, Xue Canghai pinched his nose and arranged for them to be the little leader. For example, this sixth son was assigned to be the little leader of the lowest mountain village?
The sixth son stood out from the crowd, rushed to Zhao Changhe and hugged him, turned around and held his head high: "Who can blindly say no? If this is not our head, could it be your father!"
Everyone: “…”
This is not your cottage, who is in charge?
But no one dared to show it except for slander. On the contrary, everyone had a look of admiration on their faces, and they all bent down and saluted: "It's really Boss Zhao..."
“I’ve met Brother Zhao!”
“Hello, Boss Zhao!”
“Boss Zhao, you are our god!”
"Hello, Boss Zhao. Sit inside and let us inform the leader? By the way, take Boss Zhao for a walk?"
“…” Zhao Changhe really couldn’t laugh or cry when he saw the people who were so happy to see their idols. Why don’t you create a super story?
He could think that if he went to the Blood God Sect to formally worship the mountain, he would not be regarded as a traitor and shouted to be killed. After all, with this strength and relationship network, Leader Xue must treat it carefully. Not long ago, he and the Saint of Four Elephants joined hands to kill the poisonous spider Tian Lingzi, and the Book of Troubled Times was announced to everyone in the world. It can be said that he stretched his head out for Leader Xue to chop him, and even if he had the guts to do it, he would not dare to chop him.
Had I known this earlier, I wouldn’t have wasted Sanniang’s favor by stuffing people in.
“Go, go, of course I’m going to take you around, Master. What’s the matter with you?” Liuzi glared at Zhao Changhe with his arms crossed, and then smiled apologetically at Zhao Changhe: “Master, Wushan is quite beautiful and has many scenic spots. Can I take you to visit?”
Zhao Changhe then smiled: "Are you familiar with it?"
"It's not bad, green forest routines are the same everywhere. Teacher Sun is in a good position here, and he can also take care of everyone." Liu Zi led the way: "The weather here is so good, brothers don't know where we are. What are you doing in the ice and snow in Beimang?" Zhao Changhe declined a group of eager licking dogs and followed Liu Zi into the village: "Sun Jianxi is not wearing any shoes?"
"It is said that things were not going well for a period of time, and some people in the church were being squeezed out. Although the leader has said that the teacher's dedication to teaching is a matter of merit and demerit, and the teaching is not the responsibility of the teacher, and it is not allowed to be embarrassing... He said so, but It’s inevitable to be alienated.”
“Well, it’s normal to be alienated. I’m also afraid that the Blood God Cult is vicious and if they punish me indiscriminately, our relationship will be different..."
Liuzi smiled and said: "How can you not, let alone punishment, even the exclusion and alienation gradually disappeared. Many people's attitudes improved without knowing it, and some people quietly went to ask Sun Jianxi for advice. , I heard that even the guardian elder secretly went to seek advice. He is much more advanced in practice than Sun Jiaoxi... He always regarded Sun Jiaoxi as a reclusive old man selling wontons. "
Zhao Changhe laughed: "Everyone's story is about selling wontons, isn't there anyone who sweeps the floor?"
Liuzi: “Huh?”
“Uh, it’s okay, you continue.”
"Then the leader actually looked highly upon Sun Jiaoxi in his heart, and granted permission to study many core secrets, and it is said that he was also allowed to comprehend the sacred objects. As a result, Sun Jiaoxi's practice has also improved this year, and he has broken through the sixth level of the profound entrance. Now he is not a legendary A mere disciple under Elder Gong has been promoted to be the guardian of the holy religion, and now no one dares to say anything against him. "
Zhao Changhe sighed in his heart when he heard this.
It’s not like any of the elders in the Blood God Religion who can teach under Lao Sun’s level... Lao Sun is not only responsible, but his basic skills are really solid. I used to think it was a routine, but after traveling around the world for so long, I discovered that in fact most of them Jianghu people are really average in this aspect and don't seem to pay much attention to it.
In fact, what Sun Jiaoxi lacks is good training and advancement. If he really had the resources to cultivate, why would he only have the fourth level of the entrance hall when he is in his thirties?
There are actually a lot of geniuses in the world, but a lot of them are buried. No matter which force has this situation, most of them may not even have the opportunity to become a disciple to obtain the skills.
The two of them were talking as they walked up the mountain. Someone had already gone up to inform the church.
Over there, Xue Canghai was talking to the Maitreya Cult envoy. The guards outside looked around and winked, but didn't say anything. Xue Canghai stood up and walked over speechlessly, waving his hand and giving him a slap: "Who taught you how to act like a rat?"
The guard was terribly wronged. He held his cheek and lowered his voice: "Zhao Changhe pays homage to the mountain."
Xue Canghai was stunned and knew that he had hit the wrong person. The guard was definitely well-intentioned and smart, but the Maitreya Cult envoy heard him and it was difficult to deal with it.
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Xue Canghai's mind was spinning, and he turned around and smiled at the envoy: "I have some important personal matters to deal with. The envoy can go back and rest first, and you and I will talk about it later."
After speaking, he winked at the guards, indicating that the envoy must not be allowed to go out to see Zhao Changhe, and then hurriedly left the meeting hall and quickly went down the mountain.
They were only halfway down the mountain when they looked down and saw loud cheers in the village below. A group of Blood God cultists surrounded Zhao Changhe, as if they were seeing an idol visiting. Then Zhao Changhe waved his hands with a smile, looking like "brothers, thank you for your hard work."
Several people who had just come from Beimang surrounded him, talking and laughing all the way up the mountain. They passed by different villages and gathered their younger brothers all the way. Look at the crowds, you are the leader of the Blood God Sect. Am I the leader?
This is where you come to show off your power, right? Xue Canghai gritted his teeth in anger.
Just as he was thinking about Zhao Changhe's true intention and attitude in coming here, another figure hurriedly flew over from the other side of the mountain, and arrived in front of Zhao Changhe in less than a moment.
Zhao Changhe stopped.
In countless cottage gangsters looking up, Zhao Changhe kneeled on one knee and performed a great gift: "It is good for teaching the body to be healthy, successful, and long river."
The continuous mountain village was silent. Even Teacher Sun, who came to see his apprentice, never thought that he would receive such a great gift. He was so stupid that he even forgot to help him up.
Last time I blocked you on the Gujian Lake Road, you weren't so polite.
Xue Canghai, who was looking at him from afar, breathed a sigh of relief... Judging from his performance, at least he wasn't looking for trouble.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Zhao Changhe looking up towards the top of the mountain where Xue Canghai was standing, as if he already knew where he was. Xue Canghai's heart thumped again... Such five senses were at least at the door of the secret.
Zhao Changhe stood up and spoke calmly, his voice reaching the distant mountains: "Master Xue is here well... Zhao Changhe, a non-staff gangster, pays homage to the mountain."
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