MTL - The Book of Troubled Times-Chapter 30 growing up

  Chapter 30 Growth

  The warehouse manager handed over the accounts honestly. He didn't expect Zhao Changhe to understand it, but he planned to explain it, but Zhao Changhe really understood it.

"Damn it, I said why there are so few things. The good guy took hundreds of taels of silver in one go, and pulled three carts of rice. Damn those pheasants are also willing to take them. They are from my Luo Qilie!" Zhao Changhe Shaking the account book, he said angrily: "Fang didn't do any shit, but he has a big appetite. He's too embarrassed to say he's looking for treasures, so let's find one to post!"

   To put it this way, the meat was hunted by everyone, how many small teams, how did it become your Luoqi hunt... The warehouse manager dared not say anything.

"He is the helmsman, and our cottage is still under his subordinates. He can't do anything if he wants to take it." A gangster next to him said helplessly: "Boss, what should we do now? For a while...are we..."

   As he spoke, he made a cutting gesture: "Luotou robbed Zhangzhuang before, but Yue Hongling messed it up, so he didn't take anything... Shall we go again?"

   This gangster came to report to Yue Hongling before, and his name was Wang Dashan. Hearing the accident, he felt a little antithetical to Zhao Changhe. It was the first time Zhao Changhe realized that his name was so stupid.

This Wang Dashan is basically a **** from a nearby town who defected to bandits. It is not a good thing, but there is no good thing in the village. Zhao Changhe took him to be a deputy for the sake of his tip-off. host.

   Seeing Wang Dashan eager to try, Zhao Changhe squeezed his head with some headaches.

  These gangsters really have no brains...

"No matter how turbulent Daxia is, it's not dead yet! Zhang Zhuang just escaped from death once, so he's not afraid of you coming again? Obviously, he has already reported to the officials, and there is a high probability that there are officers and soldiers watching. If the chief officer here is a If something can happen, maybe the officers and soldiers are already preparing to organize the suppression of the bandits... Do you want to go again at this time? How heavy is your entrance to Wang Dashan?"

  Wang Dashan: "..."

   Zhao Changhe had a headache. Thought everyone was Luo Qi, and the fourth and fifth levels of the entrance were pretending to be weak? Everyone can't even practice turning around and slashing, relying on you crooked melons, go to die...

  Originally, the rudder master Fang was stationed in the city, and he should be responsible for resolving official matters. At least he should be able to report any disturbances.

Fortunately, even if there are not many officers and soldiers in such a remote town, there are only a few city guards and yamen servants. But it is easy to overturn if you go out to surf by yourself.

Zhao Changhe pondered for a long time, and finally said: "These things in the village are not enough for everyone to eat for a day. I can't think of any way to solve the problem. The adjustment of money and food is not like this, and I don't talk about the basic law. Master Fang is obviously doing this. Deliberately making troubles and giving us problems, it's really **** low."

  Wang Dashan wondered: "How dare the rudder, boss, you are with the saint..."

   "Heh..." Zhao Changhe smiled, the so-called backstage, there is on the surface, but in fact, people who are more open-minded will know that there is no...

How many people have heard Suzaku say in person that men and women should not think about each other. Luo Qi really wants to be a so-called saint. He is afraid that he will not even dare to express his friendship. Maybe get killed by the Four Elephant Sect first. The Devil's Cult is the Devil's Cult after all, but no one tells you too much.

  Of course Fang Buping is stupid enough, Luo Qi can’t take care of it, so it’s not easy to wear small shoes for you in the future? I really don't know what to think, are you blinded by jealousy?

   "It doesn't matter what he thinks." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "I only believe in one punch to avoid a hundred punches. A few people come to the city with me, and after getting the money, they will buy it in the city."

  Wang Dashan was dumbfounded: "Go, go to the city? Where do you get the money?"

   "Isn't there a lot of money in Fang Ruozhu's residence?" Zhao Changhe strode down the mountain: "If I take something from my hand, I will tell him to spit it out! Let's go."

  Wang Dashan: "???"

  ...

   To enter the city, the first thing to face is the issue of wanted warrants.

At present, Zhao Changhe has not learned the kung fu of lightening heights and going high. The footwork of the blood evil kung fu is used for maneuvering and attacking. The explosive power bonus brought by the kung fu is used for running. At most, it can make you jump high One point, it is still very difficult to climb over the city wall.

   Mixing in the fantasy world of martial arts without lightness kungfu, the most basic chic is gone, it’s a bit painful to be honest, but this can’t be helped, because Professor Sun’s own lightness kung fu is as horrible as a bison climbing a tree, and he is just a man practicing external kung fu after all.

  However, the practice of Xia Longyuan's internal strength these days has been quite fruitful. He has truly cultivated both internally and externally. With internal strength, he can naturally use some light-weight kung fu. When the time comes to find a set, it should be much easier than finding exercises.

   Arriving at the city gate with apprehension, Zhao Changhe laughed when he saw the arrest warrant from afar.

  Tang Shouzuo’s painting skills are really good. He painted his face very, very much like a photo. Even the bloodstains that hadn’t formed scars on his face were drawn, which corresponded to the scars now.

But the problem is that Zhao Changhe was a college student who shaved his beard every day at that time, and now he already has a beard; he still had short hair at that time, but now it is half-length and not short, and it is very messy, like a sharp brother; , Now the gangster spirit is deep and powerful, the voice is loud, and the swear words can't leave the mouth, the whole temperament has changed greatly.

  Zhao Changhe suddenly thought, standing in front of his former classmates now, no one would dare to recognize him. It's no wonder that when Yue Hongling saw him that day, he looked so dumbfounded.

In short, with this appearance, even if you enter the city swaggeringly, the guards may not recognize it... Besides, there are no guards here who are dedicated to their duties and carefully investigate, all of them are lazy. Stopping to collect a city entry tax, it looks like he didn't even look at the face carefully.

  In this way, in fact, the so-called wanted order now restricts oneself, not as big as imagined before.

  Zhao Changhe's mood suddenly improved, and he strode into the city.

   Sure enough, no one from the guard was serious about him, so he lazily stopped him, stretched out his hand, and didn't even bother to say a word.

  Zhao Changhe took out a few copper coins and put them in his hand, the guard waved his hand, and the group went in without any problems.

   "This is the officers and soldiers? The wanted criminals are standing in front of them and don't even bother to take a look." Wang Dashan chuckled in a low voice: "This imperial court is indeed about the same."

  Zhao Changhe glanced sideways at him and refused to comment.

  Although he didn't want to recognize the wild father, he knew that if he wanted to recognize him, he might really be able to be a prince, so he unconsciously changed his mentality, as if this country suddenly had something to do with him.

  If it was a prosperous age, the fake prince would probably be pretty cool... 嗐. It's a pity that in this world, there is a high probability of being a pure tool for taking the blame, so let's forget it.

  He strode towards the location of Fang Buping's sub-helm. It was a mansion covering an area of ​​several mu.

The mountain is high and the emperor is far away. To be a sub-ruler, of course, enjoyment is the most important thing. Who is so impatient to live in the icy and snowy cottage... Zhao Changhe has been in the cottage for more than a month, and he has never seen Fang Buping since the first day. After half a time, we can see why Beimang's treasure hunt mission is so inefficient and incompetent.

  Zhao Changhe came to the door, and two congregants were acting as guards. When they saw Zhao Changhe approaching, they straightened their eyes: "Zhao...oh, what is the business of Zhaizhu Zhao here? No, how dare you enter the city..."

   "Tsk, it really is a brother in the city, and his speech has become more polite, which is different from us in the mountains."

  “…In teaching, at least one must read the scriptures.”

   "Cultural people, I admire you." Zhao Changhe said with a smile: "It seems that I have to ask Master Fang for some books to read... Well, the main purpose of coming here is to visit Master Fang. How is his injury?"

The congregation couldn't think of a reason to stop Zhao Changhe, regardless of Zhao Changhe's low qualifications, he is now an official congregation, so they could only take him in: "The rudder master is seriously injured and is recuperating. I saw the village master came to visit Must be very happy."

  Zhao Changhe asked calmly: "Have you seen a doctor?"

   "Of course I have seen it, there are also holy hands in the religion."

   "The rudder master should be fine soon, right? The world is not peaceful, without the strength of the rudder master, everyone is guilty..."

   "It's not easy to get out of bed now. The doctor said that it will be difficult to recover within two or three months. It will be good to recover half of the original strength in three months... Let's see if the spring will be better."

   "Uh, the elite of the sect has evacuated. Since the rudder master is so seriously injured, are the guards of the sub-rudder strong enough? Do you want to send some people over here?"

   "Although there are no masters left, there are still quite a few masters in the first and second levels of the entrance. What kind of masters this remote town needs, it should be enough."

  Zhao Changhe smiled, and Yoyo followed into the house. He felt that his city was indeed a little deeper now.

  He came to find Fang Buping, but he didn’t necessarily come to fight directly. Knowing the situation was more important. Whether it was Fang Buping’s injury or the strength of the city’s sub-helm, he had to know it well before making a plan.

  But Wang Dashan and others all thought it was the village owner's temper, just like beating Zhang Quan to death.

  Impulsive and irritable, sometimes it is a very useful character.

   I practiced with a little demon girl who never told the truth... Maybe I really grew up.

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  PS: The key plot in the early stage has just passed, and there will be a few chapters to pave the way for the transition, so don't worry.

   Thank you McDull for joining us~

  (end of this chapter)