The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 52

  Chapter 52 Sword out of Beiman

  The spring rain is continuous and pattering.

  Wearing a coir raincoat, a bamboo hat, and a long knife on his back, Yuanke stepped into the deserted streets of the town in the mist and rain.

   It is not true to say that there is no one... The long street is deserted, and there is an old beggar on the corner of the street, huddling under the eaves to avoid the rain.

  The eaves could not stop the spring rain, and the thin quilt covering the beggar was already wet, and he shrank and shrank, looking very pitiful.

  The guest walked up to him, sighed, and lowered his head to drop a few copper coins.

   "Thank you, thank you..." The old beggar went to pick it up tremblingly with his skinny hands.

  The moment he received the copper plate, a wrist blade popped out of the old beggar's sleeve, stabbing the visitor's lower abdomen!

  The rivers and lakes are misty and rainy, and murderous intentions are everywhere.

  However, at the same time as the wrist blade appeared, the visitor flicked the copper plate in his hand and inserted it into the old beggar's forehead with a "squeaky" sound.

  The wrist blade lost its strength, and was lightly grabbed by the wrist by the visitor. When he looked at the old beggar again, there was a blood hole between his eyebrows, and he was already dead beyond death.

   "You're in a hurry too... The mud on your face was wiped temporarily, not from not washing your face for a long time. If you pay attention, you can still see it..." The visitor sighed, turned and left.

  The spring rain is still falling, washing away the blood that flows out, the long street is still cold and silent, no one knows what just happened here.

  At the end of the long street, there seems to be a wine flag flying, and the rain beats on the lantern, creaking and shaking. Standing outside the door, the guests could hear the intertwining of cups and the noise. Many drinkers took shelter from the rain and drank inside. It was very lively.

   "Have you heard? There is a ruthless person in the world recently."

   "There are too many ruthless people in Jianghu, which one are you referring to?"

   "Hey, it goes without saying that he is referring to Qianlong Ninety-one, Zhao Changhe! Who else is more popular than him these days?"

  The guest twitched the corners of his mouth.

  This time the sentence is...

   No, there is a verdict.

  But why is the ranking so difficult for me? It's either 250 or 91, Mr. Zhao, who wrote this shit! How many years should I be sentenced!

But listening to people talking about themselves was very refreshing, so Zhao Changhe pushed the door open and said, "Shopkeeper, do you have a place? Let's have a hero set meal... oh, two horns of wine, a plate of cooked beef. By the way, let's order more." Two catties of wine, packed in gourds."

   "Okay, take a seat, guest officer."

   The drinkers in the conversation glanced at a young man with a clean shaven beard, very handsome. With a sunny and refreshing smile, and a scar on his face, not only did not damage the image, but he looked a little cool. At this time, he was a little embarrassed by the rain, and the young man who looked very lively was jumping and shaking his arms, and everyone looked at him without taking a closer look, and continued to talk.

   "Speaking of which, this Zhao Changhe is really a ruthless person. If you are in the Luo Family Manor, you will kill the young master of the Luo Family. If you are a mixed-blood God Sect, you will kill the sub-master of the Blood God Sect. He is born rebellious, and he is a devil seed."

  Zhao Changhe: "..."

  Thought you were talking about Lao Tzu's heroic record of triple killing and quadruple killing. Can't you see the “strength cut” he used, which is rare in the book of troubled times? It also gave the verdict that the river falls for nine days, can't you see it?

  What are you talking about!

   "Yes, this kind of person is not a ruthless person, what kind of ruthless person is there? Now that the arrest warrant is pending, the righteous way does not tolerate it, and he has betrayed the Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect has issued hunting orders all over the world. How long can this person live?"

"The Devil's Cult should be more generous. The bounty is actually a thousand taels of gold! What is that from the imperial court? The reward of one hundred taels of silver hasn't been touched in a few months, so it doesn't matter at all. I went to the city yesterday, and the gate posted The arrest warrants have all been wiped away by the rain, and no one has made up one, I want to see what Zhao Changhe looks like, but he can't find it."

   "So it's actually not that difficult to move forward, right? It means that the pursuit of the Demon Cult is more difficult, and the government and the righteous side don't pay much attention to it?"

   "How can it be so simple? The rewards of the Demon Cult are so high, and I don't know how many people come for money. When are all kinds of killers and bounty hunters rare in the world? I heard that someone in Xuelou wants to make a move."

   "Assassin's first floor?"

"yes…"

   "Then he can wish for good luck, but don't miss his whereabouts."

   "Why do you seem to care about him?"

"Hey, haven't you heard? This stupid bird has a crush on Yue Hongling. When he was the owner of the cottage, even Mrs. Yazhai looked for someone who looked like Yue Hongling, but in the end, he lost even the fake and ran away. Is that right?" I felt suddenly down to earth, but I became intimate..."

   "Are you sick? This is called amiable? This is called stealing my wife! Even if it is not a reward, he dared to show up in front of grandpa and chopped off his head!"

"Come on, you can dream better than him." The crowd burst into laughter: "Don't tell me, he seems to be the only one who is so embarrassing on the Qianlong list, and who else is not the kind that is lofty and unattainable?" ?”

   "Yeah, I'd probably buy him a drink when he's in front of me, and ask what it's like to be dumped by Mrs. Yazhai hahahaha..."

   "Don't die too early for this person, I still want to have fun, when will Yue Hongling see him hahaha..."

  The wine shop was full of happy air, and the veins on Zhao Changhe's forehead twitched.

   Thank you so much for your concern.

  What about my heroic record? What about my power cut? What about my verdict? Did I finally pretend to be aggressive?

   You can't focus on the key points and talk about something serious!

  By the way, who called me an idiot just now? I didn't notice...

  Xiao Er came over with the wine and dishes, and said with a smile: "Guest, your wine gourd is a bit old. We also sell wine pouches, cowhide ones! Do you want to change it?"

  Zhao Changhe glanced at the old gourd, smiled slightly, ignored the words, and asked nonchalantly, "Hey, isn't killing a cow illegal?"

  Xiaoer "hush": "We are old and dead cows, the government has reported it, so don't talk nonsense."

   "Dead of old age?" Zhao Changhe picked up a piece of beef, and his smile became more playful: "But why do I think... it was poisoned?"

  Xiao Er's expression suddenly changed, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.

  Before inserting it, the chopsticks in Zhao Changhe's hand had already been inserted heavily into his palm and nailed to the table.

  Xiao Er's earth-shattering screams frightened the entire restaurant into silence, and everyone looked here in amazement, at a loss for what to do.

   "As expected of being a gangster, all kinds of skills are clear." The shopkeeper slowly came out from behind the counter, shaking his head and sighing: "As expected of Qianlong Ninety-Eleven, such a quick hand."

  People held back for a long time and dared not make a sound.

  Qianlong Ninety-one? Isn't he the protagonist you were talking about just now? Talk about it for a long time, and they just sit on the sidelines and listen!

  The one who scolded the silly bird just now had already sneaked away, and the one who said that he chopped off Zhao Changhe's head with a knife just disappeared with his hands on his crotch.

  I thought this was a lively young man before, but now he nails his second palm to the table with chopsticks, and amidst the screams of Xiao Er, he looks like a terrifying monster.

Zhao Changhe held his chopsticks in one hand, and said leisurely: "Actually, I don't understand your kind of Jianghu way at all, but I was assassinated outside just now, so I was extra careful and bluffed this little brother, Unexpectedly, it was really a scam..."

  Xiao Er was sweating from the pain: "Help, save me..."

   "Shua!" The knife flashed, and the shopkeeper's knife chopped off Xiao Er's hand: "Trash!"

  Xiao Er fell to the side, hugged the broken arm and wailed, looking at the shopkeeper, he didn't know whether it was gratitude or hatred.

   "Listen to Xuelou?" Zhao Changhe said indifferently: "It's a bit ruthless."

   "It's not as good as Mr. Zhao's rebellion against his boss." The shopkeeper brushed off his clothes and said seriously, "I'm listening to Xuelou Yu Zhuifeng, please point me to Mr. Zhao..."

   Before he even finished putting on a coercive posture, a steel knife has already slashed at his head and face: "The assassin who is engaged in assassination is still playing a gentleman's martial arts here, and he is an idiot! Die!"

  The shopkeeper would never have imagined that this guy who was just sitting and talking and laughing just now seemed to be very calm, would suddenly explode without talking about martial arts, let alone his knife was so fast, his hand didn't even move, and the light of the knife was already on his body!

  He flashed suddenly unexpectedly, and the poisonous needles under the hem of his clothes fell all over the ground.

   Sure enough, it would be no good to brush off the pretense at the corners of his clothes, Zhao Changhe is still very alert.

  Gentleman Wude?

   Never played with these guys.

The shopkeeper lost his chance, and dodged Zhao Changhe's sword light clumsily, and shouted angrily: "Zhao Changhe, you are wanted by the devil, there is no place for you in the world, and now you have to kill him again!" I heard that Xuelou offended you to death! Why don't you form a good relationship and leave a future..."

  Zhao Changhe caught up with Yi Dao without saying a word, and cut off the shopkeeper's neck directly: "So much bullshit!"

   "..." The shopkeeper hadn't finished speaking, and fell to the ground in disbelief.

  Xiao Er hugged the broken arm and shrank back in horror. Zhao Changhe pointed his sword at a distance, and said with a sneer, "Zhao Changhe came out of Beimang to test the world. If all the heroes in this world are like you and other idiots, I will really be disappointed!"

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  (end of this chapter)

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