The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 388

  Chapter 388 Butterfly Love Flower

  Ying Wu stared at him for a while, but didn't say anything.

  In addition to his lack of personal strength, in fact, this kind of "potential" is somewhat stronger than Xia Longyuan's when he started his business.

  Of course, this is borrowed from that ambiguous "Prince" background, and it's not entirely created by Zhao Changhe himself, but the premise is that he has this kind of quality... The sense of gathering together has already begun to emerge.

   Maybe this chaotic world will be fixed before it is completely chaotic... If it can really go like this.

  Ying Wu was actually a little uneasy... Logically, Zhao Changhe had not risen for a long time, and he could not have any effect on the situation in the world, but he did not expect such a situation to gather so quickly. He couldn't guess Xia Longyuan's thoughts.

  But on second thought, never mind!

  Even if Xia Longyuan feels unfathomable, so what? It was Xia Longyuan who opposed it! He can't avoid it?

  Thinking of this, he nodded and said with a smile: "Okay...then I will live nearby these days and wait for your organization."

   "Uh..." Zhao Changhe asked, "Are you a little brazen?"

   "No, a newborn calf should be like this." Ying Wu smiled and said: "Don't be old-fashioned, just do what you want, and chase any woman you want, don't live your life in vain."

   Said and patted his shoulder: "Yes, like when I was young."

  Zhao Changhe: "It's over if you look like you, have you ever succeeded?"

  Ying Wu: "...I feel that I need to let you know the gap with Tianbang."

  Zhao Changhe smiled apologetically: "The gap with the seniors is mainly in knowledge. For example, the fifth master must know where to find the blade grass, the lotus, the bodhi fruit, the soul grass and the cloud leaf, right?"

   "I know four of these five." Ying Wu Wangtian: "Reorganize what you just said?"

   “…I still don't want to imagine you.”

  Ying Wu couldn't laugh or cry: "Come on, anyway, these things don't belong to me. The sharp blade grass has to go to the sword house. They are useful for sharpening their sword energy, and they are their treasures; Huasheng lotus and Bodhi fruit are probably available in the Maitreya secret realm..."

  Zhao Changhe was suspicious: "Are you trying to deal with Maitreya just to fool me? It's not necessary, even if he doesn't fart, I will beat him."

   "From the name alone, I know that it is related to Buddhism. Even if there is no one in the Maitreya Secret Realm, it will be related. If there is no one, you can ask other Buddhist schools. It is said that you have a relationship with Yuanxing?"

"Um…"

   "In short, there are no clues... As for the haunting grass, I'm sure there will be where you are going soon."

   "Hongnong Yang?"

"That's right. But no matter which one it is, it should be a treasure of nature and earth that they cherish very much. They will not give it to outsiders easily. You can figure out how to get it yourself. As for Yunyang Ye..." Ying Wu frowned slightly: "I will not give this thing to others." Haven't heard of it? Could it be a name you made up?"

   "I'm not full, why make this up?"

  Ying Wudao: "However, there are strange things in the world. I know that no one dares to admit that I am number two. If I have never heard of it, then no one has ever heard of it."

  Zhao Changhe would like to ask, have you heard of the Book of Heaven? But thinking about it, he might have heard it before, so he could only smack his lips in pain: "Anyway, this thing exists. It was said in ancient times that it grew in Yunyang Mountain. What mountain is called Yunyang Mountain now?"

  Ying Wu's eyes lit up: "It should not be a change of title from ancient to modern, it must be a lost secret realm... The next secret realm cooperation between you and me will be here! Just wait, there should be some clues given the place name, I will look for information."

   After speaking, he left excitedly, not even drinking tea.

  Zhao Changhe watched his back, secretly thinking that this is also difficult for him, there are more than a thousand secret realms that have been broken and lost in the era, can this be found in a generation? Maybe his goal of going home has been completed, and he is still looking for the secret realm.

  Uh, is the earth a secret place?

  Suddenly felt that someone was looking at him. Zhao Changhe turned his head, and saw Tang Wanzhuang standing by the corridor, looking at this side in a daze, and seeing himself looking back, he retreated back to the corridor as if startled, and the corner of his clothes disappeared in a flash.

  Zhao Changhe walked over slowly, but saw Tang Wanzhuang running out again, as if realizing that he didn't need to hide, he said nonchalantly, "Why are you and Ying Wu so familiar?"

  Zhao Changhe asked back: "Why are you peeking? What's the big deal about coming here?"

   "Where am I sneaking?" Tang Wanzhuang poked her neck and said, "I wanted to come here to hear what you had to say, but it happened that he just left."

   "Then why do you keep looking at me, I'm so handsome?"

  Tang Wanzhuang gritted her teeth: "Zhao! Chang! He!"

  Zhao Changhe knew that he couldn't keep provoking her face, so he raised his hands in surrender and said, "Okay, okay, I'll continue to recite the medical scriptures today."

  Tang Wanzhuang pursed her lips, and said after a long time: "Actually, you really hate memorizing, I can tell from your expression."

Zhao Changhe smiled: "There is no monkey who likes to read books... But it's okay, now the spirit is strong and the memory is strong, even if it doesn't reach the photographic memory, it's not much worse. Let's put it in the past It's really hard for me to memorize these things, and I can barely do it now.”

  Tang Wanzhuang tilted her head and said with a pun, "Since you don't like it, why bother."

   "Because I like you." Zhao Changhe replied directly.

  Tang Wanzhuang is so silly there.

Zhao Changhe's voice echoed in his ears without saying a word: "Don't say that studying medicine can heal your illness... Even if it is useless to study poetry, as long as you are teaching, then I like it. "

  Tang Wanzhuang looked left and right, where is the pool...

  I didn't see it for a while, and said angrily: "I support you as the prince because you won't be like this. I know you are probably not! But now you change your mind, and you have to be shameless!"

   "Then I'm inappropriate now." Zhao Changhe said directly: "Compared with you, Jiangshan is nothing."

   "You are shameless!"

   "Evening makeup, I suddenly thought of something..."

"…What?"

   "You cultivate the prince in your mind. In fact, looking at it from another angle, it is built according to your aesthetics and preferences. It doesn't mean that the prince should be like that, but that you like that kind of person..."

   "You think beautifully, there are many people with grace, when will it be your turn!" Tang Wanzhuang was in a hurry: "You are a vulgar and uneducated person, and you are just a monkey!"

  Zhao Changhe tilted his head: "Who said I'm vulgar...Are you sure?"

   Tang Wanzhuang choked up for a moment, and suddenly remembered the famous lines he popped up from time to time. Just a few days ago, I talked about the Chenjiang River and walked around the Chenshan Mountain, but I kept silent about the night rain in the Bashan Mountain and the autumn pond.

  He just didn't like those things, as if this characteristic was only reflected in her.

  Tang Wanzhuang was confused and didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so she forcibly shifted it: "Those sharp blade grass, haunting grass, cloud sun leaves, what are they? Are there any in the medical book I gave you?"

"No."

   "What's that for?"

   "Sharp blade grass is used to build the blood Shura body. Huasheng lotus and bodhi fruit are used to heal your meridians. Lingering grass and Yunyang leaf are used to nourish your soul."

  Tang Wanzhuang stared at him blankly, unable to speak for a while.

  He asked a bunch of things, but only one was for himself, and all the others were for her.

  Actually, I have said before that it is because of her that he even entered the game, otherwise he would still be in the arena, "the court has nothing to do with me".

  But the court has you, so it's none of my business.

Zhao Changhe said: "Actually, don't rush to learn this and that... The real meaning of my being here is to let you rest more and distract your mind from complicated work and mundane matters. A little bit can make your condition improve a lot.”

After a pause, he smiled again: "The scene was very good that day. You leaned on the pavilion and read a book, and played soothing and soft tunes with your piano on the side. In half a month, my mind and soul will surely calm down and my meridians will be stable, so I can go north to Hongnong with peace of mind. As for a complete cure, it won't happen overnight, give me some time."

   I don't know if it was the time of "ten days and a half months" that reminded the two of them of Gusu at the same time.

  Zhao Changhe had been walking non-stop before, and had never stayed anywhere properly. He only stopped beside Tang Wanzhuang in Gusu for more than ten days, asking him to slow down.

  It is still more than ten days now, the subject and the object are reversed, with me here, you slow down.

   "Let's go... If you don't get treatment today, I'll walk with you." Zhao Changhe turned and walked into the garden, Tang Wanzhuang subconsciously followed him.

   It wasn't until I followed in that I realized what was going on. This was a real tryst in the garden...

never mind. He was very quiet, and said that there would be no treatment today...

  The two walked quietly in the sea of ​​colorful flowers without speaking. But his eyes were subconsciously watching the colorful butterflies dancing in the garden, lingering around the sea of ​​flowers, and the corner of his mouth evoked a smile from his aunt.

  The sound of the piano came from a distant pavilion. It was holding the piano and practicing the piano, which was the song "Butterfly Love Flower".

  Tang Wanzhuang found that she really didn't have any embarrassment to scold this dead traitor, and she felt very peaceful.

   Isn't the hope in the illusion like this...

   Say no treatment, in fact, this is what real treatment should do, not kissing.

  It's a pity that the so-called Yang Jingxiu's birthday is next month. It's the beginning of the month. It won't be long.

   In the distance, the soldiers are preparing their horses and horses, pointing their swords at Maitreya's last Kuaiji Yuzhang, and the sound of war drums begins to beat, almost reaching the ear.

  (end of this chapter)

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