Originally, Zhao Changhe went to Jiangnan with the intention of finding something to do.
His enemies are almost gone...
The Blood God Sect doesn't know what they are thinking now. They have taken a break for the time being and have even stopped offering rewards. This is a good thing. Zhao Changhe really doesn't want to be their enemy in his heart. He has no real grudges. Sun Jiaoxi still belongs to his teacher, and Xue
The leader is still... having so much fun.
After the bounty was dealt with coldly, Tingxuelou, who had been lured to assassinate by a high bounty, which put a lot of pressure on Zhao Changhe, stopped taking action. Zhao Changhe didn't know what the thinking of these assassin organizations was, and whether they would fail because of the mission failure.
A lot of people died in revenge, maybe a big wave is brewing? In short, it is really dead now and there is no response.
Because I escorted Yang Yang, I offended some people on Hebei Road. Those people belonged to the local underworld and would not travel thousands of miles to hunt them down. What's more, there is a high probability that they will tremble under Cui Wenjing's revenge and it will be difficult to protect themselves.
Due to the internal affairs of the Cui family, he offended the people of Cui Wenjue and his family, which led to him being intercepted as soon as he left the Cui family. This matter has disappeared now. Cui Wenjing cannot let this kind of thing develop. After such a long time, he should be cleaned up early.
Already.
Well, the wanted order from the court was gone, and he became a secret agent of the Demon Suppression Department.
Looking back, Zhao Changhe was surprised to find that he no longer had the pressure of survival that he had when he first came to this world. In fact, this is normal. Who can have so many conflicts all day long, whether it is vendetta or something, and it is not like starting a group?
Laughing at the halo. However, this makes the natural gangster very uncomfortable, and feels that this will lose the environment for martial arts improvement.
In addition, since neither Cui Wenjing nor Tang Wanzhuang could improve their own meridians, they had to find their own way.
So I went south, there are always more exciting things in the huge rivers and lakes, waiting to be explored by myself.
However, this kind of walking is relatively confusing and has no clear goal. It is said that the Maitreya religion is regarded as a target, but I don’t know where to start. As a result, I feel depressed along the way, not knowing what I want to do, and I am about to become a society.
Researched.
What he didn't expect was that as soon as he arrived in Yangzhou, he met the inexplicably enthusiastic Wan Dongliu, who was suspected to be related to the Maitreya Cult. This was the young leader of the Cao Gang, the top local snake. Zhao Changhe was so pleasantly surprised, and he was so embarrassed along the way.
The melancholy was swept away in an instant, all the excitement was aroused, and the blood rushed in my heart again.
A true born gangster, Zhao Changhe couldn't help but comment on himself in this way.
As expected, Wan Dongliu did not stay at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, nor did he take the fans around him to go home alone.
Not long after, a turtle man chased behind him and whispered: "Master Wan, Zhao Changhe and Ruyan entered the house and quickly threw themselves on the bed. Ruyan scolded him for being impatient."
Wan Dongliu said with a smile: "As for the bandit, do you really expect him to be so elegant that he can't play the piano and paint with Ruyan? It's really normal."
Mr. Turtle also laughed: "It shows that this person is actually very easy to win over."
Wan Dongliu shook his head: "It is said that this person has a traitor in the back of his head. It is normal to win him over for a while and then turn his back on him later. I'm afraid this little thing won't win him over."
Gui Gong said: "So the Buddhas also think that it would be better if they could control it. This person has potential and should be included in the teachings."
Wan Dongliu said leisurely: "I would suggest going to the Buddha. So far, it's pretty good. Ruyan is an ordinary believer who has never practiced secret arts. It's not a big problem. Regardless of whether he can win over people's hearts, he can finally make a good friend.
Fate, there is no loss in giving away a top brothel guy to someone else to play with. If I try to control him forcefully, I'm afraid it will arouse rebellion, which is not a good thing... Think about the consequences of controlling him with the Blood Evil Technique."
Mr. Turtle sneered: "We are not comparable to the trash like the Blood God Sect."
Wan Dongliu said with a smile: "That's natural. Maitreya's magical powers are vast and the Buddha's teachings are boundless. How can he be compared to a mere bloodthirsty evil god? Okay, I won't care about Zhao Changhe's affairs. I only met him by chance and it's not my duty."
Mr. Turtle lowered his voice: "The thing you did..."
Wan Dongliu shook his head gently: "It's an unspeakable place."
Duke Gui realized that this was on the street, and it was enough to talk about Zhao Changhe. The real important matter was that it was not suitable to talk about it no matter how clean it was at night, so he whispered: "Okay, let's go to the Buddha and wait for Master Wan's feedback."
Turtle Gong hurried back, Wan Dongliu walked slowly for a few steps, suddenly smiled, started Qinggong and left quickly.
Zhao Changhe, who was hiding on the rooftop far away, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and did not dare to follow further.
He didn't know whether the one Wan Dongliu was sneering at was Mr. Turtle, the Maitreya Cult, or him, the follower.
If it's the latter, Wan Dongliu's strength is a bit unpredictable. Due to the eyes behind his back, his five senses have been strengthened far beyond those of normal practitioners of the same level or even slightly more advanced ones. This is why he has been able to avoid assassinations and seize the opportunity before.
The main reason. But if Wan Dongliu's five senses have exceeded his own plug-in bonus, then what is his strength?
But if that's the case, why do you need to sneer and remind? Is it just the disdain of the strong...
If it is the former, he is actually laughing at the Maitreya Cult and the Turtle Gong... Does it mean that Wan Dongliu is a Maitreya Cult on the surface, but actually has other plans? Then his extra enthusiasm for himself seems to have a deeper meaning...
Judging from the conversation he had just had with Mr. Turtle, it seemed that he didn't have much ill will towards him, at most he just didn't think highly of him.
On the contrary, this Xiaoxiang Pavilion is directly under the Maitreya Sect. No wonder he rode his horse here and this madam was particularly enthusiastic about soliciting customers... Just like the Wanhua Tower in Jianhu City, it wasn't that he was particularly handsome. These two madams had a reason.
Damn, they are all actors.
Zhao Changhe thought for a while, then quietly returned to the brothel and got into Ruyan's side.
Originally, I clicked on her sleeping point and had no intention of continuing to hang out here, but since Ruyan is an ordinary person, it is not a big problem. How can ordinary people understand how they are fragmented in front of martial arts...
He lay quietly beside him and practiced the Liuhe magic skill. After working for a few weeks, he woke up with a bang next to him.
Zhao Changhe didn't fall deeply into meditation, so he quickly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Beauty, are you awake?"
Ruyan shrank back into the bed in fear. From an ordinary person's perspective, the villain was too rough when he pounced on her and knocked her unconscious without knowing where he hit her.
How can you serve such a guest? Don't let him kill you if you do.
Sure enough, I heard Zhao Changhe laugh and say: "You are too delicate, you will faint when touched. I don't have enough fun, come again?"
Ruyan was scared to death and begged for mercy: "Please spare me, I can use your mouth..."
"What's the matter with Ji De?" Zhao Changhe's eyes widened: "It's just an itch, why don't you give it up!"
Ruyan secretly said that this one was actually more comfortable, and this rude man really didn't understand. But he didn't dare to argue, and was quite trembling.
"Forget it." Zhao Changhe got out of bed and took the wine bottle from the table: "Drink a few drinks with me. If you really have to use your mouth, why not use your little mouth to tell stories. It's my first time in Jiangnan. I'm quite interested in what's going on here. Women have that little thing about them that makes them very boring."
Ruyan's heart was filled with ecstasy. It's not like being a vulgar gangster who doesn't understand customs is useless. If he loves to listen to stories, why not? I can talk to you all night long!
She filled Zhao Changhe's wine glass quickly with her hands and feet, fearing that he would regret it, so she hurriedly asked: "What story do you want to hear, Master?"
"Are there twenty-four bridges in Yangzhou?"
Ruyan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhao Changhe carefully with her beautiful eyes, thinking, don't you know it well? You know all the ancient poems, but don't you know what the mouth is doing? Oh, by the way, that's not what the original poem meant. It seemed that he was dirty because he was in a land of fireworks. Mr. Zhao definitely didn't mean that.
Thinking of this, he calmed down: "Yes, there is, but I don't know which one it is. Everyone assumes it is, so that's it."
God knows that is what Mr. Zhao meant, and he was very interested: "Oh, is the twenty-four bridge really one, not twenty-four?"
"There is also a saying that the total number of bridges in the city is that. But now there are more than thirty or fifty bridges in the city. No one can tell clearly which bridges are twenty-four."
"Well..." Zhao Changhe sipped his wine and nodded: "I have to go and take a look when I have time."
The chatter started, Ruyan no longer panicked, and said with a smile: "Young master, do you understand poetry?"
"I don't understand. I used to go to a brothel and listen to other girls singing."
"..."
Zhao Changhe seemed to say casually: "Oh, by the way, I haven't updated Brother Wan's news for a long time. He used to be at the fifth level of Xuanguan, seventy, but is he still at the fifth level now?"
"This Ruyan doesn't know. Master Wan has seldom fought with others in the past two years. No one in Yangzhou dares to provoke the Cao Gang."
"There are no foreign dragons crossing the river? This is a place where water transportation gathers, so there are many foreign visitors."
"There are indeed many foreigners, but no one is so short-sighted. In fact, in addition to the young master, there are also other famous people on the Qianlong list in Yangzhou recently."
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment: "Oh? Who else is there? I'd like to meet you if I have the chance."
Ruyan glanced at him and stopped talking.
"What kind of virtue is it? If you know someone, just tell me!"
"There is Taoist Priest Xuan Chong from Taiyi Sect, and Young Master Tang Buqi from the Tang Family in Suzhou..."
"Huh?" Zhao Changhe took a sip of wine and looked forward to it: "So it seems that I came at the right time. There is a gathering of heroes. This is... there is nothing to hesitate about. I have no holiday with them.
"
Ruyan paused for a moment, then continued with a strange expression: "And... Luoxia Villa Yue Hongling."