The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 35

"Whether I want to go back is my business, whether I can go back is another matter, you don't play tricks with me here!" Zhao Changhe was too lazy to argue with her, and rushed over in a rage, trying to grab the blind woman collar.

But the scene is very strange, obviously looking at the blind man standing by the bed in the house, but no matter what he rushes over, he is only a short distance away, and he can't touch her no matter what.

If you look closely, you're simply standing still.

This kind of mystery finally made Zhao Changhe feel like he was dreaming, calmed down a little, and asked, "So I'm just dreaming about you now, or are you using some kind of magical power to contact me?"

"Life is nothing more than a spring and autumn dream, what kind of difference does it have?"

"You also read Chunqiu?"

blind:"?"

"Don't do this with me!" Zhao Changhe sneered: "If you are like this, you still play Xuanxu with me, and play with your mother? Or just kill me and finish, I know you are very strong."

The blind man choked for a moment, and shook his head slightly: "How long has it been, it has become like this... At that time, cursing people was just saying that you were sick..."

"Isn't that what you want to see?"

"What do I want to see?"

"The fate-like arrangement, what is it if it's not your manipulation?" Zhao Changhe sneered, "Is it the so-called way of heaven, manipulating everyone's life, which makes you feel distorted satisfaction?"

The blind man said indifferently: "The way of heaven?...there is no way in this sky."

There is no way in this day... Zhao Changhe was stunned, not sure how to understand this sentence, does it mean that there is no way in this chaotic world, or does it mean that there is no main god in the world? In the case of the former, he felt that at least the world had not yet entered a complete chaos, the empire had not collapsed, and there was a basic order; in the case of the latter, if there was no main god, how did the book of troubled times come about?

He deliberately slammed: "Why do I think the sky is right?"

The blind man asked calmly, "Is that so? Have you been in the cottage for so long that you forgot what the first thing you really saw in this world was?"

Zhao Changhe's face changed slightly.

"Let's see, what are the other demon sect bandit dens like?" The blind man waved his hand, the night sky remained the same, but the scene changed.

Zhao Changhe felt as if he was floating in the void, looking down at the world from a height, and in the night, all beings were like ants.

Somewhere in the cottage, torch hunting, noise, a group of gangsters drinking and laughing, several corpses are pierced on the surrounding wooden poles, brutal adultery is being carried out on the ground in the center, and the crying and wailing of the women is floating around. In the sky, it dissipates like the wind.

Zhao Changhe was furious when he saw it: "You are saving lives!"

The woman didn't answer.

The angle of view suddenly changed, and in another mountain, countless gangsters swarmed towards a convoy, screams resounded through the night sky, and blood flowed all over the mountain stream. The bandits happily robbed the property and went up the mountain to have fun.

Turning the angle of view again, in the ice and snow field, alien races roared their horses, sweeping towards them. Wherever they passed, corpses were strewn across the field, and wild crows circled around.

Turning the angle of view three times, in the sect, the blood was deep, and the ferocious disciples peeled off the skin of an innocent person and offered it as a sacrifice to the blood god.

Zhao Changhe watched and slowly lost his voice.

The blind man asked, "Is there a way in heaven?"

Zhao Changhe said coldly: "What do you want to say? You want to say that I have become the head of the village and joined the Demon Cult. Is it reasonable to do such a thing?"

"What you do is up to you." The blind man said lightly, "I'm just responding to your ridiculous question of manipulating the world. You know who manipulated these things. And what will happen to Beimang Village? What happens, isn't it up to you? Who has manipulated your actions."

Zhao Changhe took a deep breath, and said directly: "I don't even want to know what will happen to the Beiman village. This world has nothing to do with me! How can you let me go back, draw your own path."

"I said that I am not the way of heaven, and I don't have the ability to make people come and go freely."

"?" Zhao Changhe said: "Then how did I come here? I opened my eyes and said I was blind...uh..."

"Sending you here is borrowing the rules of the Dao of Heaven, which is similar to... making a great wish. So the way you want to go back is indeed to complete the goal, which is to kill that demon girl." The blind man turned his head slightly when he said this: " Of course, there is a more secure way, when you have mastered the space-time barrier, you will naturally come when you like, and come back when you like.”

Zhao Changhe said angrily: "How long will this take! When I go back, the account book will be gone!"

"To that extent, you can naturally try to return to the point in time before your shuttle, and your relatives and friends will not even know that you have left." The blind man said slowly: "Of course, this may be a bit outrageous for you , your IQ may not be able to understand the change of time..."

Zhao Changhe: "?"

You have been taunting me as a single dog since modern times, and the taunting is not over yet, right?

I am no longer single! Then what else, wait for me!

But the blind man sighed: "It seems that the choice of witch is probably easier..."

Zhao Changhe said coldly: "How simple is it?"

"That depends on the speed of your cultivation."

"For example, seeing you today is the result of connecting the inside and the outside?"

"Almost. Since the entrance is broken, you have a sense of heaven and man... As for whether you feel me, or I feel you... Who knows which is the dream and which is real?"

Following the voice, the blind man's figure gradually faded away, as if he was about to disappear.

Zhao Changhe was full of things to say, why would she let her run away with such inexplicable words that have no progress in deciphering? Feeling anxious, subconsciously grabbed it again: "Wait!"

I don't know if the blind man didn't pay attention, or if the unintentional effect this time is more useful than the previous deliberate grasping, this grasping actually accidentally caught the blind man's hand.

The blind man seemed startled, and disappeared in an instant, leaving a lingering fragrance in the night sky.

Zhao Changhe looked down at his hand, just now he could feel the cool touch of the white jade, soft and smooth, as if boneless.

Is it a dream?

He suddenly opened his eyes.

I was still in the village owner's house, lying on a wooden bed, and everything I saw in the conversation and touch just now seemed to be just a dream.

He stood up and looked out of the window, the sky had already turned pale.

Looking down at the palm of my hand again, I don't know when it has been covered with thin sweat.

I don't know if this is a dream experience. It is said that there is no progress in deciphering it at all, but it is not so...

At least let him confirm one thing...

The deeper one's practice is, the more likely one is to perceive the blind man, or to be perceived by her.

Or there is another possibility... In fact, she sensed herself and came to "dream" to communicate, not necessarily because of a breakthrough in the first level of the entrance, but because she was on the book of troubled times?

At first, I couldn't understand what her purpose was, but now I can guess something... She cast a wide net, and then observed to raise Gu?

Zhao Changhe suddenly felt that those people who sincerely invited her to sleep with her before had a certain possibility that they were also here, and what was more likely was that the grave grass was already three feet high.

There is no way in this world, and it is not a civilized world where everyone can survive well. She is also waking up if there is nothing.

"The village master! The village master! It's not good!" A congregation outside hurriedly ran over: "The brothers set up a barrage at the foot of the mountain, and originally stopped the two young men, but it happened that a few hard stubbles came to stir up trouble!"

Zhao Changhe wiped his sweat and found that his voice was a little tired: "Why, did you meet a hero of justice..."

"No, it seems that some lunatics on the road have threatened that Qianlong 250 is so great, and picked our village today."

Zhao Changhe laughed out loud.

It wasn't the madman who was laughing, it was the inner ghost.

The Qianlong list is shining in the sky, it seems that everyone will come to make trouble, but who knows where to find Zhao Changhe's trouble?

Yue Hongling knew that he was in the Blood God Sect, but he didn't expect that he happened to be in Beimang, so even the leader ran to pick it out, and it took him more than a month to find it. But others didn't even have the slightest clue, and someone came to the door just the next day. How did they find it? It's not that the insider makes trouble.

This ghost isn't even necessarily Fang Buping...anyone is possible.

"The demon sect bandits are really low-level." Zhao Changhe picked up the steel knife and strode out: "I just happened to be in a bad mood today, and these people came just in time. Let me see how many heroes there are on this mere Beiman Road!"