Zhao Rang curled his lips, not expecting that Shen Liushu looked upright and solemn, but was actually so superstitious.
The location of the semicolon is determined by the overall number and cannot be changed. But the architectural structure inside the semicolon was all decided by Shen Liushu himself.
Zhao Rang followed Xiaolan through the hall and came to the door of a room.
Thick curtains were hung on the door frames and blackout paper was posted on the windows, making the whole room a dark room.
Xiaolan made a silent gesture towards Zhao Rang and whispered:
"Master Zhao, please wait at the door for a while. I will go in and inform Madam!"
Of course Zhao Rang had no objection.
After all, this is the house of a woman's family. If you just barge in like this, what's the difference between that and a gangster? So Zhao Rang stood at the door and waited peacefully for Xiaolan to send the message.
There was no light at the door, only a few scattered lanterns hung under the eaves of the corridor next to it, emitting a pale light.
Zhao Rang rubbed his eyes and looked again, but these lanterns turned red again!
Although there were no grand arrangements of lanterns and colors in the entire Tongbao Bank today, Shen Liushu still ordered his servants to change all the lanterns into red, which was somewhat festive.
Zhao Rang also felt that he might have been dazzled just now.
After all, no one would hang up miserable white lanterns on their wedding day. How is this any different from cursing themselves?
However, Zhao Rang felt that there must be something wrong with his spirit... It should be caused by being too tired.
Ever since he agreed to come to the Western Regions with Yuan Mingkong, Zhao Rang had not had a peaceful sleep. He couldn't even eat properly. For today's wedding meal, Zhao Rang didn't even take a few bites, but only drank a lot of wine.
He absolutely must find a chance to have a full meal, not drink, and then sleep until he wakes up naturally!
Such an opportunity is best in a prosperous place.
Because only prosperous places have prosperous places.
Only in a prosperous place can you get the service Zhao Rang wants!
But when he thought of the money in his pocket, the enthusiasm he had just mentioned was shattered again...
Busy places are certainly comfortable.
But comfortable places are expensive!
Zhao Rang was very poor... so poor that he was reluctant to even buy a new knife. The scabbard of the knife in his hand has been missing for a long time.
Zhao Rang never thought that one day he would become so poor. At least before, he had never worried about money at any time.
After thinking wildly for a while, Zhao Rang sighed and reduced his desires to the lowest level, saying, "As long as I can have a full meal and a good sleep, it will be fine."
Even if there are flies flying around in the dining area and there is a thick layer of grease on the table, it won't matter.
As for sleeping, as long as the bed is not too hard!
Zhao Rang only had so many demands. For him, the eldest son of the Zhao family, this should be pitiful!
It had been a while since Xiaolan went in to burn incense, but the room was still quiet, without any movement.
Zhao Rang paced back and forth in front of the door for a long time. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and approached the door curtain to ask what was going on. As soon as I stood in front of the door, a gust of wind came from nowhere in the house, and it was bitingly cold, which was not likely to exist in this season.
Zhao Rang was so blown away that he couldn't help but shiver, and there was a layer of white frost on his eyelashes!
But there are some benefits to this gust of wind.
It blew up the shading paper stuck on the window to a corner.
Zhao Rang thought for a while, but still didn't move over to take a look.
But this gust of wind also brought out an extremely strong rancid smell, which went straight from Zhao Rang's nose to his forehead, making him feel nauseous.
"Xiaolan?"
Zhao Rang talked through the door curtain.
"Xiaolan?!"
Seeing no movement, Zhao Rang called out again.
As soon as he finished speaking this time, Zhao Rang saw the door curtain shaking slightly, and a pair of women's feet emerged from under the door curtain.
These bare feet are as white as snow and as warm as jade. They are like ice cream in the hot summer, which can make people cool at first sight, and like a sip of old wine in winter, which can make people warm all over.
Then, the feet suddenly retracted.
When he stretched it out again, he had already put on a pair of boots.
This pair of boots is made of first-layer calfskin. The workmanship is extremely exquisite. Not even a single stitch can be seen on the surface. There are also embroidered patterns. They are even better than the boots worn by Amani, the princess of Lanmo Kingdom.
Zhao Rang's eyes moved upward.
Anyone who sees such a pair of feet and boots will be eager to see what their owner looks like.
But when Zhao Rang looked up, he found that all he could see was the heavy door curtain.
The owner had already hidden his figure behind the door curtain.
Zhao Rang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but at the same time, a greater desire arose in his heart!
Unconsciously, Zhao Rang took several steps forward, but wanted to reach out and lift the door curtain.
Fortunately, at the last moment, his reason defeated his desire, he raised his hand, put it down again, and then stepped back.
"Hahaha!"
A burst of extremely coquettish laughter came from behind the door curtain.
Zhao Rang had heard Ye Sanniang laugh and had seen the princess cry, but none of them were as lethal as the laughter just now.
This laughter is like a sharp knife, drilling into the body along the ears, cutting open the flesh and bones, exposing the desires that have been suppressed in the deepest part of the heart, and expanding them to infinity!
Zhao Rang raised his hand and drew his sword!
At the same time, the heavy door curtain shook again. When Zhao Rang looked down again, he found that the feet were gone, and there was only a fast figure holding two swords, attacking him!
Zhao Rang suddenly figured out something!
That was the scar on the body of the Zhongjiaban Kuaishou King. It was possible that it was not caused by a hidden weapon.
A pair of knives could inflict almost the same scars on his body.
The premise is that the speed of this double sword is fast enough!
But trying to understand this matter did not help Zhao Rang's current situation. The two swords in the hands of the figure danced like swords, and even changed hands.
After changing the handle, the right hand is more convenient for top-down chopping.
The sword "split Huashan Mountain with force", carrying the power of the earth shattering. Zhao Rang Hengdao blocked it, but the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and the Huanshou sword almost came out.
But he couldn't even see the appearance of the person who drew the sword. There was only a blade of light in his eyes that was as bright as a star and as fine as a net.
After this blade of light, the man's figure was completely hidden, and Zhao Rang could only vaguely see it.
In response, Zhao Rang had to hold the sword with both hands again, shaking the blade constantly, trying to compete with it.
This trick seems simple, like a child playing, but it affects the whole body!
Use force from the waist and mobilize energy in both hands, causing the blade to sway irregularly to hide the true purpose of the sword.
Although it is a basic skill in swordsmanship, if used properly, it can be used both offensively and defensively, making it difficult to defend against!
The pair of swords saw Zhao Rang using such methods, and keenly grabbed the gap in his waist and abdomen, and slashed out with one strike, as fast as thunder!
Zhao Rang's pace was a little slower, and his clothes were knocked down by the sharp sword light, leaving a trail of blood on his skin and flesh.
Zhao Rang was secretly shocked...
"He is a master! Not an opponent!"
Before he could regain his composure, the two swords executed the "Lone Goose Out of the Flock" move again. The two swords moved forward and back, stabbing straight at Zhao Rang.
Zhao Rang stepped away from his horse, turned around to dodge, and then slashed with a knife, but unfortunately he still couldn't break through the dense sword light.
"Ha ha!"
That coquettish laughter came again.
But Zhao Rang couldn't tell where it came from!
Shadows of swords filled the sky, attacking Zhao Rang from all directions, so that Zhao Rang could not concentrate on fighting against the strange power in laughter.
When Zhao Rang was upset, he jumped down and attacked!
This knife not only requires extremely fast speed, but also requires control over the knife. Once you fail to control your landing, you will become a living target.
Zhao Rang suddenly changed his moves. Although he successfully weakened the sword light, the opponent had two swords!
Zhao Rang quickly blocked the sword and swung its blade away.
Cutting off a knife is different from blocking.
Hold the opponent's knife from bottom to top, with the tip of the knife pointing forward as a block. And from top to bottom, chop towards the lower body of the body, with the tip of the knife facing down.
After intercepting the opponent's blade, Zhao Rang took a step back and put some distance between him and him. He kept turning his hands upside down, like a butterfly passing flowers, and actually used a knife to dance a knife that was almost the same as the opponent's. Light!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
The coquettish laughter sounded for the third time, and this time it lasted longer than the previous two times.
Zhao Rang found that for some reason, his heart suddenly beat very fast, but the rhythm secretly coincided with the laughter. You have to open your mouth and breathe heavily in order to feel comfortable.
But as his heart beats faster and faster, the energy in his body has become a mess. The only thing he can rely on is his own flesh and blood.
The laughter was distant and near, fast and slow.
Every laugh was like an invisible hand that was ravaging his heart. The closer it got, the harder he struggled.
Zhao Rang felt that his arms were gradually losing strength, and he couldn't even hold the knife!
He took dozens of steps back in one breath and pressed his back against the pillar of the corridor.
A lantern swayed leisurely above his head, and then was smashed to pieces by the pair of knives. Even the light and shadow of the lantern was cut into countless thin slices, scattered everywhere, and disappeared.
The abnormality in his body has made Zhao Rang's movements extremely slow.
He clearly saw the two knives coming towards him and knew that he had to avoid them, but his body remained motionless, as if he had taken root.
Zhao Rang felt that it would be better if his heart did not grow where it should.
Because in this case, the laughter will not affect him at all, and he will have enough strength to hold the knife in his hand.
But no matter what he said, did or thought now, it was already too late, too late.
Someone once said that one wrong thing can bring a lot of happiness. Because mistakes are one of the causes of happiness.
Now it seems that as long as a person has sound limbs and can eat and sleep, he is the greatest happiness. It doesn't even matter if his brain is a little stupid.
This is what Zhao Rang was thinking when he used his last willpower to hold on and not fall down.
At least he felt like he was definitely going to die!
Before he dies, all he wants to have is happiness!
