I once recommended Tang Wanzhuang to visit the Bashan Night Rain and Autumn Pond. When I finally arrived, it was early summer.
Time was not enough to compose the scene of the famous poem. Zhao Changhe said that he had run out of ink and could not compose the poem.
I wonder if there is any Taoist Gu in Bashan besides Jianlu who can dance the willow sword with seven or four hands?
When Kuaiji led the horse out of the city and left Tang Buqi's sphere of influence along the way, no matter whether he saw court officials or people in the world, as long as they recognized him and the broad sword on his back, everyone respected him very much. Those who rested in towns were given a grand reception.
Especially when it comes to Xiangyang, the Blood God Sect returned after the war, and did not return to their home Wushan. They were still stationed in Xiangyang. They felt a little addicted to the current life of upgrading under official cover. When Zhao Changhe passed by, he naturally I also went in to see Master Xue and Master Sun, and the hospitality I received was as if the emperor was on a patrol.
But for some reason, Zhao He felt that he was not as comfortable as before when Master Xue stared at him cautiously before the challenge. But now that he has passed Xiangyang, he has no connection with before, and others don't recognize him along the way. It feels like Like a dragon returning to the sea, it is much more comfortable.
The moment I set foot on Bashan, I felt like I was back in the world. The ecology began to be different, and it felt like this was my home.
Maybe it’s cheap...
Speaking of the so-called Xiaoxiao on the road, there really is no such thing now. The south is in a situation where chaos has begun. All military forces have a strong sense of presence. They are [cleaning up the remaining Maitreya gangs] everywhere. As a result, no bandits and bandits dare to show up. Zhao Changhe The main itinerary was by boat. We only stopped in a few cities such as Xiangyang to rest, and it was calm and nothing happened. But everywhere we looked, there was chaos and depression, and we didn't know when it would recover.
There is a higher probability that it will not recover within a few years, because the separatism of each family has become very obvious. The southern nobles spontaneously resisted Maitreya, resulting in the strength of each family now exceeding the normal range. Now it is the Tang family who is in this battle. His performance was too outstanding and he was still able to control it. Every family was worried about the Tang family. Once something went wrong in the Tang family, the chaos would probably be more troublesome than the Maitreya uprising.
When Tang Wanzhuang was not with him these days, she was [discussing Jiangnan affairs] with Tang Buqi. What was she busy with? After the eighteen princes dispersed to challenge Dong, wasn't it almost what it is now?
It seems that if this deduction continues, Tang Buqi wonders if it can be said that if there is no one in the world, I don't know how many people will be called emperors and how many people will be called kings.
Wow, why are these things still running through my mind? Looking at Bashan, why Bashan is not guarded? It makes me unable to return to the world.
Eh... Zhao Changhe suddenly frowned and walked slowly closer to the front. There was a faint eaves corner of the wooden hut. It looked a little damp after the early summer rain. This should be the location of Jian hut. How could you listen carefully? No human voice?
Zhao Changhe slowly walked over, and sure enough, there was a wooden hut in front of him. It was low-key and simple, like a group of ascetic monks lived. Sword marks were often visible on the trees around it, all of which were accidentally left by sword practice. However, the sword hut was empty and deserted.
Is Jianlu empty? Where are people?
Zhao Changhe tensed up his thoughts and slowly walked towards what looked like the main house. The door was closed tightly. He stretched out his hand and touched it. There was no dust... It shouldn't have been long since he left.
Zhao Changhe pondered for a moment, then suddenly his inner energy surged and he broke through the door.
This is a quite large hall. On the front wall hangs a large sword-style calligraphy with sharp and killing strokes. Other than that, there are no other furnishings. They are all ordinary tables and chairs, extremely simple.
It should be the main hall of the sect.
There are no corpses, no blood, but there are no people... The entire Jianlu has been moved?
Zhao Changhe's mouth was sore. Judging from the amount of dust, he probably hadn't moved there for a long time. If he had been in Xiangyang at that time, he would have come here first, and he would probably still be able to see people. It's a pity that he couldn't come because he had something important to do. He missed it this time. Okay, who can I find for this sharp blade grass?
I don't know if they have emptied their inventory.
In a normal move, the important items must be moved cleaner than a dog licked them. Zhao Changhe took a chance and searched around, found the locked warehouse at the back, and broke in.
The warehouse is a bit messy. There are a lot of standard clothes and standard swords thrown aside casually. You can also see rice noodles and money. It is really cleaner than a dog licked it. Not a single copper plate is left. It can be seen that it is important. All the belongings were moved away, and ordinary things were left in place after consideration.
A typical moving scene, nothing special.
After a careful search, I found the medicine storage, which was also clean, except for some common medicines for mosquito bites, scattered in a messy manner.
Zhao Changhe opened a few bottles, sniffed them, and threw them aside with great disappointment.
It was really a large-scale normal relocation, and there was no abnormality. Zhao Changhe shook his head and left, reluctantly looking back again. This time he was suddenly confused. Among the clothes piled aside, why were there night clothes? He strode back and took a look. They were night clothes, and they were night clothes in large quantities, not just one or two pieces. They were a group of silent and solemn swordsmen. The sect actually had standard night clothes as standard?
The words "Tingxue Tower" came to Zhao Changhe's mind.
Bashan Jianlu, could it be Tingxue Tower... During this period of time, I haven't heard about any cases that this once hated assassin organization has done, or what happened to Daqing?
The reason is that Yue Hongling once said that she came to visit the Bashan Sword House. If the Sword House was a normal swordsman sect, [Sunset Divine Sword] would be very welcome to come to discuss and exchange ideas, but if the sword house was Tingxue Tower, it would be troublesome... ···Because Yue Hongling was obviously offered a reward for his assassination. She had offended many people through her heroic actions. There were many bounties on the underworld's side, and her net worth was higher than that of Zhao Changhe...
It's just that Yue Hongling is similar to him, Zhao Changhe. His whereabouts are unpredictable and it's hard to find him. How easy is it to assassinate him? But if he came to the headquarters of the Assassin Group, Zhao Changhe could almost imagine Yue Hongling running away immediately after noticing something was wrong and breaking out of the police siege. Yue Nuxia was very alert.
Is the relocation of Jianlu related to this? The failed attempt to kill Yue Hongling led to the organization being exposed and it had to be moved?
The possibility exists, if so...
Zhao Changhe suddenly turned around and went out, running towards the abnormal forest.
If there is a fight, he will jump up and run straight into the forest, and then run around in the forest. He will not follow the normal mountain path, so he will not see anything when he comes... When he arrives in the forest, he will definitely find something.
Sure enough, after not looking for long, he saw the obvious traces of the battle on the broken trees. Further on, he also saw corpses... Zhao Changhe knelt down and inspected the people. They had been dead for a long time and were full of stinking maggots. But he could still see that the sword pierced the throat, clean and crisp, it was the traces of Yue Hongling's swordsmanship, and even the sword turned to ashes would recognize it.
Zhao Changhe quickly followed the traces and saw several corpses along the way. There were traces of dried blood. The traces of leaving the mountain suddenly disappeared after reaching the outside of the mountain.
Zhao Changhe looked at the road ahead and thought to himself.
If the guess was correct, this was a sweaty horse guarding nearby, and Yue Hongling was injured and left.
The master of Jianlu, Shi Wuding, might have been away at the time and failed to stop Yue Hongling. When he came back, he knew something had happened and decisively ordered his troops to relocate, while he should have followed Yue Hongling's trail to kill him.
The basic context should be like this.
Then the problem comes, Hong Ling is injured and he is at the forefront.
Will he still survive if he is caught up?
But things have happened for a long time, and there is no news about Yue Hongling's accident on the troubled times list... Zhao Changhe finally couldn't hold it back: [Hey, are you there? 】
Long Que: [?]
Didn't call you.
The fortune teller and the blind man did not respond.
Damn it, don't pretend, I know you know, I'm just asking if something happened to reassure you, I didn't ask you to reveal anything, why don't we all be so familiar with this matter so you won't make it easier? Anyway, you can tell fortunes, not what you see...
Nothing happened, just look for it yourself. The blind man finally said angrily, "Don't ask me."
Zhao Changhe Changchang breathed a sigh of relief: [Thank you]
The blind man was stunned and lost his voice.
If Hong Ling runs away, where will her direction be?
Without saying a word, Zhao Changhe returned to the normal mountain road, got on his Wuya, and sped toward the southwest.
