When I saw Fang Buping, he was in a room full of medicinal smell, airtight everywhere, his face was pale, and he looked very miserable. But he was living a comfortable life. At this time, he was leaning in the fragrant and soft arms of the maid, and the maid
He was feeding him medicine little by little, and there was a little maid fanning the brazier next to him. The room was warm.
There were also several congregants around him, probably his close confidants and right-hand men. They were drinking warm wine and laughing with a little maid in their arms.
Looking at this, it's almost like this when you're not injured, so Teacher Sun would think that when you gain a certain status, you may not be able to work so hard.
Zhao Changhe walked in with a smile, cupped his hands and asked: "How is the helmsman doing?"
Fang Buping weakly raised his head from the maid's arms, a shadow of jealousy flashed across his eyes.
He was 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. It was like they were specifically against him. He also knew Zhao Changhe's so-called backstage
You may not really be able to take care of anything, but you can't bully her casually either. Who knows if the saint will take revenge in the future? But I just can't help it.
Hell, even the so-called backstage person rose to the top because he stole treasures from him.
This is what is called burning with jealousy.
I don’t dare to do anything else, so I’ll find something to do with your money and food. Seeing how exhausted you are, what can you do?
Seeing Zhao Changhe's polite visit and concern, Fang Buping forced a smile and said, "He's not dead. Master Zhao..."
"exist."
"You are wanted, and you left your post and went into the city without permission. If it brings trouble to our missionary mission, can you bear the responsibility?" Fang Buping said slowly: "See, you are an ignorant villager first and a bandit at the same time.
I won’t argue with you about your background for the time being. Please ask for instructions and reports more often in the future, and don’t make your own decisions.”
Next to him, Wang Dashan's heart almost jumped out of his throat, he was afraid 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 him... Not talking about the backstage, he 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 teachings of the classics, Zhao Zhaizhu 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?"
"We are all brothers in the sect, so of course there are." Fang Buping, who felt guilty for a moment, did not dare to do anything else, and waved his hand sadly: "Sixth Master took the guests to the study, Qinggong took the Flying Blood Without Traces,
You can read the other teachings, scriptures and history."
The congregant who just brought Zhao Changhe in made a gesture: "Master Zhao, please."
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 everyone is looking good, and you haven't even mentioned money. What are you going to do?
The so-called study room was actually next to the dormitory. Zhao Changhe and the disciple walked in and looked at the bookshelf. The door was open, and Fang Buping could still see his back from a distance.
Fang Buping looked at Zhao Changhe's back with a gloomy face, then glanced at Wang Dashan, and asked coldly: "What on earth did Zhao Changhe come to do at the risk of a wanted order?"
Wang Dashan was stared at by his cold eyes and shivered 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 get in the way. The allocation of money and food for the helm is really a matter decided by the helm leader. 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 to the village, please report it to the helm... You need to know that the village master can be done by anyone..."
Wang Dashan's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "Yes, I hope the helmsman will take good care of me."
Fang Buping smiled and closed his eyes without saying anything.
Zhao Changhe seemed to be looking at the bookshelf with a smile on his lips.
As expected, not everyone is Luo Qi, and Wang Dashan is not very reliable.
"Zhao Village Master, 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 Trace", 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 heard an old brother in the sect say before that our holy sect is extremely powerful in martial arts and its strength is king. Internal tasks can be challenged and assigned, as long as it is an honest and testimonial challenge. Is there any deviation in this statement?
"
Fang Buping didn't understand what he meant for a moment: "The Holy Religion does have such rules."
He immediately came to his senses and said with a smile: "Does 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."
Reconsideration."
"What the hell, my subordinates also have 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 money and food dispatch.
, Now that all the brothers in the sect are here, Captain Fang has witnessed that Zhao Changhe challenges the deputy helmsman, do you dare to accept the challenge? "
The expressions of all the congregants around him changed, and Wang Dashan’s face turned pale.
This Zhao Changhe...
Although the elite have been evacuated now, the person who can be the deputy helmsman is from the second level of Xuan Guan. You, Zhao Changhe, have only practiced martial arts for more than a month. It is said that you have only broken through the first level of Xuan Guan for more than ten days. The blood evil skills that everyone has practiced are nothing.
Kung Fu suppression, where do you get the courage?
There is such a thing as a kind...
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 brave under a low eaves?
Fang Buping looked at Zhao Changhe like an idiot for a long time, dragging his sick body while coughing and laughing: "Hey, Old Huang, did you hear me? Zhao Zhaichao challenges you. This helmsman bears this witness, you should not challenge.
?”
A majestic man watching a show 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 I want to play with him a few times, haha..."
Zhao Changhe looked calm, held his long sword upside down, cupped his fists and saluted: "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 stunned and looked up at the sky.
Sure enough, a new article has been released:
"In the twelfth lunar month, Xiaohan. Xia Chichi went to the fifth level of the Mystic Gate, went to the Green Dragon Pond, realized the White Tiger's Edge, fought alone against twenty-eight members of the Four Elephants Sect, and broke through the twenty-eight constellations. The Four Elephants were shaken up and down."
"Changes in the Hidden Dragon List."
"Qianlong Thirteen, Xia Chichi."
"Summer is flying in the sky, why is it too late?"
The whole house was silent, and everyone in the room looked at the sky with a horrified expression, and was speechless for a long time.
I guessed that Xia Chichi would become a saint, but she didn't expect to be so perverted. With only the fifth level of profound practice, Qianlong Thirteen was parachuted into the air, and a bunch of sixth and seventh level entrances were behind her! In other words, she thought she
This record cannot be achieved by those who are in the sixth or seventh level of the entrance hall, 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.
She 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: "Deputy 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 it very much.