Chapter 4 This is not a dream
For a moment, Zhao Changhe almost thought, "It's a dream anyway, so beat him up."
But he endured it all his life.
Zhao Cuo’s experience told him that trying to show off one’s ambition is of no use, and if one can’t beat him again and again, why not send him away? Even if I "die", I wake up to reality, but nothing is done. What's the point?
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The villagers and innocent children who were brutally massacred in Zhaocuo were just out of anger because they were blocked from playing with village girls.
Yue Hongling traveled thousands of miles to report the news, and her righteousness was so great, but what they were thinking about was how to attack her.
Zhao Changhe felt so sick that he wanted to vomit. He had never experienced "hatred" before. It turned out that "hatred" was such a feeling. A violent emotion that had never been born in the real and peaceful student life grew and spread in his heart.
Whether this place is real or a dream, Zhao Changhe doesn't want to "wake up" so early at this time. He really wants to kill the father and son before talking about it.
He maintained the persona of a "simple young man" and went to the outer gate of the Luo family. That night, I was given a set of clothes, a set of daily utensils, and a temporary dormitory.
The temporary dormitory was not assigned to him. It was a small single-room courtyard where the senior brother of the outer sect lived. This was for the senior brother to take care of Zhao Changhe first and learn some basic rules and common sense. There is a high probability that he will be assigned to multiple people tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Went to the dormitory...
On the surface, the arrangements are quite appropriate. If Yue Hongling comes to visit in the future and says, "The supplies will be distributed that night, and the senior brother will take care of the small stove alone," it sounds like a good deal... As for how he learned later, and whether he wasted his whole life in the outside world, that is a matter of his own qualifications. , Yue Hongling has nothing to say.
Zhao Changhe knew such a routine as soon as he thought about it, but it didn't matter. Did he really worship Master Luo as his teacher? Isn't it disgusting?
The eldest brother from the outer sect is called Luo Qi. It is said that he is a servant born in the family. His surname is Luo after the master of the family. He may have a position in the village in the future. You can get a glimpse of the template of a martial arts family here.
He is said to be "elder brother", but he is actually younger than Zhao Changhe, about sixteen or seventeen years old. He has a delicate face, red lips and white teeth, and looks pretty girly.
"Your name is Zhao Changhe? You are tall and strong, and you look like you have strength." Luo Qi's face was a bit cold and not very good-looking. There was an outsider living in the good-looking private courtyard for no reason, and no one looked good-looking.
His tone was a bit girly and his voice was thin... Zhao Changhe did not doubt anyone disguised as a man for no reason. When Luo Qi asked, he smiled honestly and said, "Yes, I have just arrived. The head of the family asked senior brother and I to learn the rules first. "
"There are no rules." Although Luo Qi's tone was cold, he was full of curiosity: "I heard that Yue Hongling brought you to the village? Why don't you hold your thighs and worship her as your teacher?"
Zhao Changhe pretended to be stupid: "Maybe I'm stupid."
In the end, Luo Qi agreed: "It should be so."
Zhao Changhe: "?"
Luo Qi said: "This stupidity does not mean how smart you are, but how old you are. You are already eighteen or nineteen, you are just starting to learn at this age, what kind of things can you learn... Just learn some tricks to be able to look after the home and nursing home. It’s just food, why would Yue Hongling accept such a disciple? She’s about the same age as you, and she’s already famous all over the world... ugh..."
Zhao Changhe is dumb.
Too old... This is a common saying for him. Even if you want to be good at sports, you have to be trained from an early age. He is a college student and is 19 years old. I have never heard that someone who just started practicing at this age can reach the national level.
How can there be so many Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling?
But then again, let’s not mention things like the Luo family, just talk about the goal of “dreaming”, it seems that killing the witch does not require a high level. It was just a battlefield where a bunch of soldiers and crab generals were hacking at each other. I could kill several of them at my level. Since the demon girl was fighting in this kind of battlefield, she must be relatively good at it. At least she was not as good as Yue Hongling, who could kill a group of people with just one sword.
Joining the Luo family to practice martial arts—finding the enchantress and killing it, seems to be the procedure that should be followed in this dream?
He thought for a while and asked, "Senior brother, what does the entrance level mean?"
Luo Qi said: "After opening the ninth level of the human body, you can get a glimpse of the three major secrets. If all can be opened, it will be the realm of heaven and man, omnipotent. Most people don't need to think about this. Just talking about the ninth level of the entrance, that is the ninth level of heaven. , every step is extremely difficult. People like Yue Hongling and our village owner don’t want to be given face wherever they go. They are all masters, and it is difficult to meet them easily. "
“The owner of the village is at the ninth level of the entrance hall?”
Zhao Changhe curled his lips invisibly.
At a young age, he is on the same level as Yue Hongling. No wonder he is so afraid of Yue Hongling. He might not be able to beat her. But it is enough to prove that the eighth level of Xuan Guan is really awesome. Lord Luo dominates the place and Yue Hongling dominates the world. “Then…” he asked tentatively: “Where are you, senior brother?”
Luo Qi said proudly: "Luckily, it has broken through the sky!"
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Yue Hongling is only two or three years older than you, already at the eighth level. What are you so proud of?
Even without Zhao Changhe's flattery, Luo Qi knew what he was thinking and smiled without explaining.
A layman may feel that the First Level Profound Entrance is just an introduction, which is correct, but few people have thought that Luojiazhuang is not a high-end sect. There is only an outer sect disciple in the village, and he can practice low-end skills. What level is it? It is not easy to break through a secret barrier at this age, which is regarded as a formal entry into the martial arts world.
Not everyone can use a world hero like Yue Hongling as a reference. In fact, his qualifications should no longer remain in the outer sect.
I hope that Zhao Changhe, who has been practicing hard for ten years and finds that breaking through this hurdle is more difficult than shaking a mountain, will think of today.
"It's night, go to bed first, and we'll talk about anything tomorrow." Luo Qi stretched out and pointed to the small house outside the courtyard: "The house has been vacated for you, you can live there first... You don't want me to teach you tonight Are you practicing martial arts? Or do you plan to sleep in my room?"
“Where, where…Thank you very much, senior brother.” Zhao Changhe retreated with a smile.
Going back to the utility room that he had vacated for himself, Zhao Changhe leaned on the hard bed, and the smile on his face disappeared.
People are not familiar with you, and you will want to ask too much about the main points. People may not take care of you. Let's talk about it tomorrow. In fact, sleeping is an important point in itself.
That’s how to get back.
Sleeping... If this is a dream, can anyone still sleep in the dream? If you really fall asleep here, will you continue to hack and slash in nightmares, will you wake up directly and return to the real world, or will you "dream" the real world the other way around?
Which one is a dream or which one is real…
Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
Although it was difficult to fall asleep when his mind was confused, and the bed was hard and **** cold...but he had been so exhausted from nightmares recently that he could fall asleep wherever he lay down. Zhao Changhe curled up and rolled around for more than half an hour, and finally he finally found sleep. Slowly lost consciousness.
Asleep.
Not dreaming.
This was the only time in the past half month that Zhao Changhe had no nightmares, and he slept very deeply. But if he could choose, he would rather not do this.
As the night got darker, Zhao Changhe suddenly woke up from his sleep with the sound of war and chaos. He subconsciously turned over and heard overwhelming shouts and roars. The fire ignited the manor and turned the night red.
You can vaguely hear voices like this: “Leave no chickens or dogs behind!”
Zhao Changhe's face was very ugly.
The first judgment is that I can fall asleep here, I don’t dream when I fall asleep, and I am still here when I wake up—basically enough to prove that this is really not the so-called dream, this is **** time travel!
The difference between time travel and dreaming is that not only can’t you go back, but you will actually die if you are killed!
The second judgment is that the Blood God Cult was attacking and Yue Hongling sent a warning from thousands of miles away, which happened that night.
The owner of the Luo Village asked for help from the capital, but the messenger didn't even know if he had set off... Yue Hongling left in the evening. Most of the night, he had already stayed in a nearby city and was sleeping soundly.
At this time, no one can help.
Thanks to Brother Dafu for the silver~
(End of this chapter)