The daughter-in-law Xia, who was bathing in fragrance, walked into the hall and naturally sat next to Zhao Changhe.
There is no scented soap, let alone modern shampoo and shower gel, but the natural fragrance can move people's hearts. The heroic figure, slender and straight legs, and beautiful face, once they appear, they are dazzling and dazzling, instinctively
It attracted the attention of all the males, and even many old monks chanted Buddha's name in a low voice.
But Zhao Changhe always felt that Sister Yue was most beautiful when her body was covered in blood and her face was black and gray, but her eyes were still sharp and stern.
"You guys keep talking." Yue Hongling said with a smile: "Listening to you talking about taxes and corvee, it's quite insightful."
"Ahem." Zhao Changhe coughed dryly: "There's nothing to say... I'm going to say it in a rude way. I'll set the tone for this kind of thing, and a long history will suffice for the subsequent details."
Yue Hongling's beautiful eyes turned around on his face and she lowered her head to drink tea: "Then do you have anything else extraordinary to say?"
"Of course it's a matter of gods and demons." Zhao Changhe said: "Do you know where this place is?"
"Just now I asked the monk who led the way and he said it was Xiangyang." Yue Hongling frowned slightly and was very confused: "This shouldn't be the case. I am obviously far away to the west of Kunlun."
If you have a love brain, you will think that this is called meeting each other thousands of miles away, but after hearing this, Yuan Cheng and others did not feel any romance. Instead, they were shocked and their hair almost stood up.
No wonder people come and go in my own secret place like a toilet. Even people from the west of Kunlun can go here, so what is the secret? Let alone the secret place, even this temple can be stabbed at any time. Who is here?
Still sleeping soundly?
Zhao Changhe understands this kind of thing better. After all, he has been dragged here since modern times. What's so strange about being able to connect various spaces and move around. In the far east, Tianya Island also has teleportation, and manpower is not enough.
It is possible to fly to the extremes of the sky. The concept is similar. Since the opponent has the attribute of "chaos", chaos in space is not a rare thing.
What's more, the secret realm is originally different fragments of the "heaven" scattered. Maybe the fragments scattered on the two sides are themselves one, which is even less surprising.
The question now is, can I come over there, and can I come over here?
And this kind of spatial connection, does the other party intentionally connect here, or is it a natural thing?
This will lead to different judgments and subsequent responses.
Looking at the ugly faces of Yuan Cheng and others, Zhao Changhe slowly said: "How much do you know about this secret realm?"
Yuan Cheng said: "We don't know much about it, because our original mountain gate is not here. We only know from word of mouth that this place was once a holy place. In the past, we didn't dare to openly develop it here after the death of the late emperor. You know... we are here only
In the past two months, the main focus has been on repairing the temple and recruiting believers. It is difficult to carry out the investigation of the secret area for the time being. It seems too big at first glance and there is insufficient manpower. I only guard the ancient temple and Vajra inside, and hope to slowly explore the surrounding area.
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"I know that Master Yuanxing was originally at Huayan Temple in Mount Wutai. Where were you originally?"
"To be honest with King Zhao, I was originally in Chang'an." Yuan Cheng hesitated for a moment and whispered: "The Li family originally supported our development. To be honest, I originally went to Xiangyang with the intention of being a pioneer for them."
Zhao Changhe looked at him sideways: "Are there many barbarians in Chang'an City?"
Yuancheng said nothing.
Zhao Changhe was too lazy to tell him that sects often have no country, which is very similar to that of aristocratic families. As long as they support their missionary work, it has nothing to do with whoever controls the world. Of course, the Hu people have shamanism, and there is no need to conflict with them.
To be honest, they couldn't be more determined to hang out with the Li family. They came to Xiangyang just to open up a second battlefield and see if they could eat both sides.
Yuan Cheng knew that Zhao Changhe could see clearly, and finally said with some embarrassment: "A few days ago, the news about Gui Chen in the Wang family came out, and now Chang'an is a little suspicious of us. After all, Junior Brother Yuan Xing had a relationship with King Zhao, and Lao Na himself
I also participated in the Battle of Maitreya with King Zhao, so..."
Zhao Changhe laughed out loud. No wonder, no matter how you looked at it, he looked like Guichen. The Li family couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that Guichen's incident could have a chain reaction.
"If you really want to develop well here, don't be so stubborn. I suggest that you people from Chang'an also withdraw and finish the work. I won't use you like Guichen." Zhao Changhe said: "Correspondingly, the information about Chang'an, you guys
Give me a copy...you don’t have to give it to me directly, just transfer it to the Capital Demon Suppression Division."
Yuan Cheng said simply: "Okay."
Zhao Changhe nodded with satisfaction: "Since you don't understand this secret realm, you should understand it first. It is meaningless for everyone to make blind guesses about the current situation. Don't do anything else with your manpower. The temple fair has been completed.
The missionary work is to collect it first and explore this secret place specifically. I will stay here for the next few days and we will discuss the results later."
The monks saluted: "I will arrange for King Zhao to rest first."
Yue Hongling found that she had only said one sentence when she came over. She originally thought that there were many things that she needed to discuss, but she found that she was no longer needed.
Looking at Zhao Changhe who was serving tea to see off the guests, Yue Hongling suddenly felt so strange...
"Why are you looking at me like that? Isn't this the basic operation of being a village leader? It's just that the village is getting bigger now..." Zhao Changhe turned to look at her and grinned: "Madam, do you think you can't hold it back anymore?"
"Bah." Yue Hongling glared at him, watched the monks leave one after another, then went over and closed the door, then turned back and said: "I knew you would have the change you have now. I understood it when I was in the Spirit Clan. Your vision is
The world and the world are too small for you... At that time, it also inspired my sword intention. But I didn't expect that this day would come so quickly, and how long it took... I almost don't recognize that young man."
Zhao Changhe said: "Because people always have to grow up, and even Yangyang is not a lolita anymore."
Yue Hongling didn't understand what a loli was and didn't bother to care. She just sat next to her with one hand on the table and her chin up, looking at him intently.
Zhao Changhe is no longer a teenager now. Yue Hongling can clearly feel the frost and fatigue on Zhao Changhe's face, as well as the magnanimity and calmness of his high position... To tell the truth, he is only twenty-three after the new year. At this age, he is scolding in front of a group of old monks.
But no one felt that Fang Qiu was disobedient. This gave him a very "old" feeling.
Because I think too much and worry too much.
But his aura is still strong and his edges and corners are still sharp, which makes people feel that he has never changed and is still the same boy as before.
She whispered: "Am I getting old?"
The heroine, who had never cared about her appearance, suddenly started to worry about gains and losses at this moment.
He is already old and what about himself?
Traveling alone to the end of the world, the long yellow sand, the wind and frost sword, have you left any traces on your face, have you left any calluses on your hands and feet?
Zhao Changhe said: "I'm quite disappointed."
Yue Hongling's heart skipped a beat and she frowned.
Zhao Changhe continued: "You are not old."
Yue Hongling: "?"
"Actually, I hope you can grow older..." Zhao Changhe finally reached out and touched her cheek: "That way I can continue to call you sister."
Yue Hongling's heartbeat was beating faster, but it seemed to be in the opposite direction than before. It was beating slowly, like a stone dropped into the water, causing ripples to ripple round and round, unable to stop for a long time.
She spoke with some difficulty: "Didn't you always want to call me your sister before? You look like you want to conquer someone, which makes people angry."
Zhao Changhe whispered: "But after seeing all the prosperity, I finally felt that I want a sister."
His rough hands caressed her face, her pretty face was as delicate as ever.
Yue Hongling saw the fatigue in Zhao Changhe's heart. It turned out that a tough man could also be tired.
His tiredness seemed to only show up in front of her. Even "old women" such as Zhuque and Tang Wanzhuang did not receive this treatment.
In the past, he always had to say, "I can help you", "I can fight with you hand in hand". This seems to be the first time he said, "I want you to help me", "I want a sister".
Just like the young man standing there stubbornly but at a loss among the corpses all over the floor of Zhao's house, and the King Zhao who had just scolded Fang Qiu, they were almost the same person.
"I am your sister." Yue Hongling hugged him gently and comforted in a low voice: "The village is bigger and there are more troubles. It doesn't matter... My sister won't leave this time. I will help you."