The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 2 The sword is not properly worn

dusk.

The setting sun is like blood.

The wild crows circled around the isolated village, and the shrill crows and the screams and howls of the village intertwined, making this place even more like a ghost prison.

Zhao Changhe stood blankly behind a tree in the distance, watching the messy scene in the village. Before he recovered from the discomfort of traveling between the two worlds, a small village on the verge of extinction appeared in front of him.

Broken doors and windows were scattered in a mess, the pungent smell of blood came from every house, corpses were dumped messily outside the doors and windows, and naked female corpses were thrown on the road at will, all over the traces of being abused.

Men in black are still raging everywhere, breaking down houses, searching houses, and looting goods. With strengthened eyesight, they can clearly see that someone pulls out a woman to humiliate them in the street, and a group of men in black laugh haha.

Is this the so-called "initial position will be in a safe place"?

Appearing in the woods outside the village, not directly in the village, the murderers don't know his existence, so they can leave quietly, is this considered safe?

But I saw a man in black leading a scalper and pulling a bunch of bloody goods, and shouted impatiently: "It's almost there, how much can the village girls here have? The sun is going down, kill them all, don't leave any troubles behind." .”

Seeing that the man in black raised his butcher knife and was about to chop it down at a child next to him, Zhao Changhe was so angry that he couldn't hold back anymore, he just picked up a thick wooden stick in the forest and rushed out.

Speaking of which, the broad knife that I used to carry with me every time I dreamed is gone... It doesn't matter, isn't it just a dream to keep your mother safe! According to experience, I wake up after dying, so I just went back and asked what the blind man was doing!

"Crack!" The wooden stick roared past, the man in black was caught off guard, and the knife was swung away. Zhao Changhe didn't stop, swiping his stick across the face, he slapped the man in black on the face with a solid stick, and blood spattered.

The man in black covered his head and screamed, the rest of the accomplices looked over in astonishment, Zhao Changhe quickly turned around and ran away, pulling the child behind him. It is obviously impossible to fight with a group of people, and saving people is the most important thing.

Someone suddenly sneered: "There are still people alive. Kill him."

The people in black showed a smirk, and Qi Qi chased them over. How could Zhao Changhe run away with the child? He clearly "saw" the scene behind him, and a long knife was already slashing towards his neck.

Behind the eyes, really effective?

Zhao Changhe turned sideways urgently, swung his stick, and the stick was cut in two. He flashed quickly, and the long knife drew a long bloodstain on his face.

And just such a delay, the child has been cut down by another person.

Zhao Changhe didn't care about the pain on his face, his mind went blank.

The child died... just like that, he was hacked to death in front of him, unable to save him.

There seems to be no living people in this village...

"Never mind!" Zhao Changhe roared angrily, and slapped half of the stick in his hand like a mad tiger.

"It turns out that he is a farmer who has never practiced martial arts. He only has brute force." The men in black were all laughing. Gently stroked to his neck.

It's over.

Can't hide.

What a shit nightmare! Not only is it more disgusting than before, but the difficulty has also increased!

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, suddenly there was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the air, and with a "ding", the long knife of the man in black was knocked into the air.

At the same time, the sound of hoofbeats approached from a distance, and someone rode a horse. Before the horse arrived, the knight had already passed by, Zhao Changhe only had time to see a flash of a beautiful figure in red, the sword was radiant and cold, blood sprayed all around, several screams rang out almost at the same time, and then cut off suddenly. .

The galloping horse arrived in front of him at this time, Hong Ying flipped over and returned to the horse.

Zhao Changhe didn't see clearly until now that it was a woman in a red dress, with a high ponytail, a horse with a green mane on her crotch, and a long sword with a red sheath hanging obliquely on her waist.

"Plop" and "plop" sounded one after another, and the surrounding men in black fell to the ground one after another, and all of them died on the spot.

Zhao Changhe, who had been slashing and killing for so long in a dream in a daze, felt for the first time what the scene of falling nine wild geese with one sword was depicted in the novel.

This is martial arts! There is such a thing!

The woman looked around at the miserable situation, and there was some sadness in her eyes, and she whispered to herself: "It's good to come here a while..."

Zhao Changhe was panting violently. The thrill of surviving a near death could not overwhelm the anger brought about by the tragedy in this village. He even forgot to thank him, and asked the woman blankly, "Who are these people?"

The woman shook her head silently, and said after a long time: "I'm just passing by... But maybe there is a clue. Let me ask first, is Luojiazhuang going this way?"

It turned out that he was passing by, and just happened to see this scene and shot... Zhao Changhe didn't know what Luojiazhuang was, so he could only shake his head.

Seeing Zhao Changhe's bewildered look, the woman understood his mood at the moment, and without further ado, she rode her horse around on her own, and saw a stone tablet at the entrance of the village, writing "Zhao Cuo". She nodded: "Zhao Cuo, I asked someone about the route before, and they said that Zhao Cuo was tens of miles ahead, so that's the right way..."

Then he looked at the corpses of the men in black around him, frowned again and whispered: "Then they are here? But why are you so alarmed?"

She knelt down and carefully searched the corpses of the two men in black. She only got a little money and no other identification. The woman frowned and thought for a while, then turned around and saw Zhao Changhe was still standing there blankly, and sighed, "You...do you still have relatives?"

Zhao Changhe still shook his head.

The woman said: "I have something to go to Luojiazhuang, you might as well go with me. The funeral here can be taken care of by someone from the village, and you can also find a job there to settle down."

Why go to Luojiazhuang to find a job? Zhao Changhe felt that he had deviated from what he was supposed to do in his dreams... But if he was asked to find a target, where should he go?

Seeing his hesitation, the woman persuaded: "In this chaotic world, you have never practiced martial arts, so you can only be bullied. After all, Luojiazhuang is a famous family in Daxia. It is said that it has a lot to do with the royal family. If you can Only by learning one and a half moves there can one have the hope of revenge, and it is also the foundation of settling down in the future."

Summer……

This dream also has a world view?

Zhao Changhe was too lazy to think so far, and subconsciously blurted out: "Sister, you are so good, if you want to learn martial arts, can I learn from you?"

"Sister? It's hard to say which one is older." The woman smiled, shook her head and said, "I've been wandering around the rivers and lakes, so I can't teach apprentices. Luojiazhuang is quite suitable for you. If I take you there, they may give I have some face."

Zhao Changhe had no choice but to say: "Okay. I was at a loss just now, and forgot to thank the girl for saving her life. May I ask the girl's name?"

"Yue Hongling." The woman answered casually, but she was a little curious: "You talk like you have read a book. What's your name?"

"Zhao Changhe."

Unexpectedly, it also fits Zhao Cuo here.

Yue Hongling didn't say any more, stretched out his hand, and Zhao Changhe felt himself flying up like clouds and fog, and soon landed on the horse's back, sitting behind Yue Hongling.

The slim and straight back is just a few inches in front of her eyes, and she can vaguely smell the fragrance of her body. Mother-fetal single Zhao Changhe was embarrassed to think about it, and honestly grabbed the saddle behind him, thinking that this dream was even more outrageous than the previous ones, because it was too detailed...

There is dialogue, there is fragrance, there is a sassy chivalrous woman, she is unrestrained and free and easy, and she is a real person at all.

The surrounding thin snow and the wind of galloping horses are very cold. The ends of Yue Hongling's hair brushed gently across her cheeks when she rode the horse at a gallop, itching slightly.

These are the dreams that I had no other projects except hacking and killing before, and I absolutely can't experience them, so detailed.

The wound on the cheek that was cut by a knife before was still hurting, and when I reached out to touch it, it was full of blood.

Looking at the blood in his hand, Zhao Changhe suddenly felt a little panic-if this is not a dream?

He was in a state of confusion, he didn't know how to ask Yue Hongling something, he was speechless all the way.

After traveling about tens of miles, a large field appeared in front of him. It was early winter, there was light snow in the left and right fields, and no one was working. At the end of the field was a continuous manor with a towering courtyard wall, and its expanse was unknown. In the middle of the official road leading to the manor is a huge archway with the gilded characters "Luojiazhuang" on it.

Yue Hongling slowed down his horse, looked at the guard in front of him, and let out a sigh: "It seems that this village is still safe."

Soon, Zhuang Ding stopped in front of him: "Visitors stop!"

Yue Hongling reined in his horse, clasped his fists and performed the etiquette of the world: "Please inform the owner of Luozhuang that Yue Hongling of Luoxia Villa is visiting."

The sound is not loud, but it is like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, spreading far away. Zhao Changhe was envious in his heart, this is internal strength, right? It's not like me, who almost suffers internal injuries from sitting on a horse...

Before the Zhuang Ding could respond, hearty laughter came from the village: "What kind of wind blows Miss Yue to our village, it's so radiant, so radiant. Open the door and welcome guests!"

The Zhuang Dings hurriedly opened the middle door, and a middle-aged man with a long beard strode out to greet him. He smiled when he saw him: "Sure enough, at dusk, the red feathers of the setting sun reflect the sunset. It's so beautiful that it's not like a scene in the world. It doesn't make sense."

Zhao Changhe: "Ugh..."

Yue Hongling: "..."

Zhao Changhe didn't do it on purpose, the first time the Pegasus bumped, he was really vomited. If he could choose, he would really like to agree with the other party - Yue Hongling is really beautiful.

The eyes of the middle-aged man fell on Zhao Changhe, and his eyes revealed inquiries: "This is..."

"Cough." Yue Hongling coughed dryly, helped Zhao Changhe down, cupped his hands and said, "Hongling has seen the owner of Luo Zhuang. This time I came here to tell you some secret things. This person is just related to this matter..."

Zhao Changhe pricked up his ears.

The second card has a jade pendant on it, which is said to point to the initial position, but the initial experience is inexplicable, and it cannot be seen that it has anything to do with the jade pendant. Could it be that the secret matter Yue Hongling was talking about at this moment was referring to this?