Zhao Changhe pondered that finger over and over again, thinking to himself.
If you consider this aspect, the replay of this gold foil image at the level of the Earth Ranking is actually of little significance, because it can only replay the moves and techniques, and it is impossible to show you how other people's skills operate and how they achieve light.
Refraction is wonderful.
But that doesn't mean it's worthless. At least the technique, angle, and even the coordination of the entire body are all art and worth pondering.
Her gentle way, the meaning of spring water...
Zhao Changhe watched it over and over again, imitating the meaning of the sword unconsciously with his hands. He always felt as if he could learn something, but he would not be able to master it for a while.
After all, it was the opposite of what he was used to.
But as long as he can really learn a little bit of that meaning, his sword skills should be able to make a big improvement.
After watching this for three or four hours, he almost remembered the fingerprints on Tang Wanzhuang's jade finger clearly, and then Zhao Changhe suddenly realized - he had seen the battle between himself and Han Wubing before.
, there was only a vague image, but now it is getting clearer and clearer, so clear that even the soft light in Tang Wanzhuang's eyes can be clearly seen.
Does this mean...that the gold foil is slowly recovering over time?
Uh... I have never watched a movie for so long in this world. I stared at every pose and angle of Tang Wanzhuang's body for several hours. Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise this would be too crazy.
Unexpectedly, the person who is most familiar with the details of body shape is not Chichi, but Tang Wanzhuang. If she knew this, how could she have the face to show off to others...
Zhao Changhe covered his face, packed himself up and went out, unable to stay any longer.
I'll study it slowly on the way...
"Let's go." He touched Taxue Wuzui's head and said, "Jiangnan."
When I go out, I always fill my gourd with wine.
Watching the waiter pouring wine, Zhao Changhe was a little lost in thought and also a little self-deprecating.
In fact, during this meeting, Xia Chichi never paid attention to this gourd from the beginning to the end. She herself did not remember the wine gourd she bought casually, nor did she think that after Zhao Changhe had gone through so many bloody events, the gourd was still there.
Broken, I thought they had been replaced long ago.
Only I keep adding dams to myself, which is like a joke.
But it doesn't matter, commemoration is your own business, not something to show to her.
As long as the gourd is not broken, it will always be there.
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If we compare the location of Gujian Lake with the modern geography that Zhao Changhe is familiar with, it would roughly fall somewhere between the Huainan River and the North River. Unfortunately, this world does not seem to have the Huaihe River, a very important north-south water-dividing river in the world.
However, various large and small river systems are still spread throughout this area, with waterways crisscrossing the area. There is also a grand canal that runs directly from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River. Along the rivers and coasts, it is extremely prosperous. Cao Gang, Yan Gang and other large and small gangs and sects dominate this area.
piece of land.
However, this is the impression Zhao Changhe got on paper when he browsed books and various humanistic introductions.
When he really rode south, what Zhao Changhe felt was a thousand miles of depression.
I had just come out of the prosperous Qinghe County and Jianhu City. I thought that the journey would become more and more beautiful and prosperous. However, the further I walked, the more shocked I became. I found that not to mention Qinghe County and Jianhu City, this was incomparable to Wei County. Anyway, at that time
Crossing the river, I also felt the meaning of late fishermen singing. Even if it is fake, it is not completely fake. If there is no such scene in Hanoi, they will not choose to pretend in that way, right?
But what is this now?
After traveling south for several days, Zhao Changhe had never seen even a slightly prosperous town. The villages and towns he passed were all dilapidated, with sallow faces and thin skin, ragged clothes, and dilapidated thatched huts that seemed to fall down in the wind.
Is this what should be seen around water transportation?
Even the remote town on the edge of Beimang is not like this...
Looking at the group of bandits with sallow faces and thin muscles in front of him who were trying to stop him from snatching his horse, Zhao Changhe didn't even want to pull out his knife.
Isn't he also a bandit? He once almost wanted to do something to rob the Tao... Luo Qi had already done it.
Everyone just wants to live.
He shook his head, drew his knife and chopped down a small tree next to him, indicating that it would not look good on his back. In the eyes of the bandits, who quickly became frightened, he sighed: "I won't kill you... just ask a few words."
Someone carefully answered: "Uncle, we have no money and no women."
"..." Zhao Changhe pinched his forehead: "This is Jianghuai? Are you really kidding me... Why is this happening?"
"The floods of the year before last and the locust plague last year were somewhat better this year, but isn't this the case now when the economy is in recession?"
"What about the government? Doesn't it care about relief?"
"Whatever, we just came here yesterday to collect the poll tax, and we just went up the mountain."
"..." Zhao Changhe looked up at the sky and said nothing for a long time.
In fact, we should have made predictions. Everyone is saying that "the troubled times are coming." But from what I have seen in the past, except for the destruction of Luojiazhuang, it is difficult to prove where the judgment of these troubled times comes from. Ruosan
Talking about the bloodbath in the world, it feels quite chaotic, but it is far from a real chaotic world.
Only when we really see the current scene can we understand the signs that the building is about to collapse, and realize that the troubled times that everyone talks about are definitely not groundless.
This is the land of Jianghuai!
This is the case even here, can we rely on the Jianhu City tourism project to make a difference...
Xia Longyuan was a hero of the Ming Dynasty. Why did he become so virtuous in the decades after the founding of the People's Republic of China when it was supposed to be the heyday of rule from chaos?
Zhao Changhe's heart was filled with the hard work of the late Tang Dynasty, and he secretly thought that you are in charge of Jianghu affairs. No matter how much you do, you are only treating the symptoms but not the root cause. I am afraid that your efforts are meaningless. You want me to be the prince to stabilize the world.
, I don’t think I have such ability either.
Maybe it's still correct. Since the Xia family is ruined, let's not protect it.
He thought for a long time and suddenly asked: "The Cao Gang should be quite important here. If you have the strength, why don't you try to join these gangs? Are there any problems with them?"
The bandits looked at each other for a while, and one of them said: "We also want to go to Caobang to find a job, but there are still old people at home..."
Just as he was saying this, someone ran down the mountain and said breathlessly: "Big brother, big brother! Second uncle Xiao's asthma is coming again..."
The robber's expression changed drastically: "Do you still have the talisman of Maitreya Buddha?"
"It's gone!"
"Quickly, go back and report to the Buddha, we will join the religion!"
No one paid any attention to Zhao Changhe, and Zhao Changhe did not stop them from wanting to join the Maitreya Sect.
Because this kind of thing must be spread all over Jianghuai, there is no point in blocking it.
Moreover, judging from this situation, Maitreya Sect is probably no longer in the early stage of spreading kindness and beguiling people's hearts. It has probably already become clear, otherwise these villagers would not hesitate before joining the religion.
He silently rode forward and gradually came to a river.
There are only dilapidated boats in the river, old fishermen are working hard to catch fish, and there are no beautiful boat girls. This is a dream that only existed in the prosperous age.
"Where are you thief!" A shout came, and Zhao Changhe turned around to look. On the other side of the river, there was a big man chasing a lean man with a knife. The man had excellent qinggong. He continued to flip in the air, and when he was on the water, he stepped on the water.
Passing by, like a flying swallow, it passed by Zhao Changhe.
Zhao Changhe was still cheering in his heart. He didn't want to interfere with other people's affairs. God knows who is good and who is bad?
As a result, this lean man passed by Zhao Changhe, with a look of surprise in his eyes. His empty hand actually grabbed a handful from Zhao Changhe's arms. He roughly discovered the horse's majesty and felt that the owner of the horse must be very good.
rich.
Zhao Changhe sighed and punched the thin man in the face with his jealous fist.
The thin man never expected that a random passerby he met would be a person on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. He didn't even expect that this fist also carried some charm of being ranked third on the Earth Ranking. This time, even if he had good Qinggong, he couldn't move in mid-air, and he was beaten directly.
His face blossomed, and he fell back into the river with a scream.
The big man over there was also wading into the water. He was overjoyed when he saw this. He stepped forward and kicked the thin man's leg off.
Zhao Changhe narrowed his eyes and watched his actions without saying anything.
This is also a ruthless person, and he may not be able to help many people.
The big man cupped his hands and smiled and said, "Thank you so much for your generous help, brother! I'm here to help Wan Dongliu. May I ask your name?"
Caobang...
Zhao Changhe did not plan to deal with the Cao Gang for the time being, and was just about to deal with it when he heard the thief hugging his broken leg and screaming: "I, I remember... black horse with white hooves, strange broad knife, scar on the face, you,
You are fucking bloodthirsty Shura Zhao Changhe!"
Zhao Changhe, who had been stuck in melancholy, lost all his emotions in an instant, and almost fell off his horse because of the drama.
Wait, wait a minute, what did you call me?
If I give you money now, can you change this rubbish nickname?