Chapter 296: Revisiting the Old Place

At sunset.

Cui Yuanyong kicked open Zhao Changhe's door: "You've been resting for a day for that little wound. Is that enough? Get up and pee!"

The room was empty and all the luggage had been cleared away.

"Fuck?" Cui Yuanyong was dumbfounded: "Wasn't he just injured like a dead dog? He left without saying goodbye? He knew we would have a celebratory drink with him."

Immediately, he remembered who else disappeared with him: "Fuck, there's no humanity in the opposite sex. Why didn't I see that this guy is such a person before! I won't go back and say 108 bad things about you in front of Yangyang. I'm not surnamed Cui!"

Cui Yuanyong went to the Knight Camp angrily, where people were drinking and dancing.

In fact, he knew in his heart that Zhao Changhe was exhausted and really didn't want to face such a scene, but everyone could have a few drinks in private!

Forget it. Cui Yuanyong helplessly grabbed a drunken man from the Jianghu: "My father hasn't come back yet, and you are drinking by yourself?"

The man was dizzy: "The war is over, who are you? Do you really care about your Cui family..."

"Fuck." Cui Yuanyong was so angry that he vomited blood. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with them and asked: "Where is Situ Xiao? Did he really run to find Xue Canghai?"

In fact, although others said that verbally, they still respected Cui Yuanyong in their hearts, so they answered honestly: "I don't know, I heard that he ran out of the city."

What did he do outside, to eat dirt?

Cui Yuanyong ran to the top of the city confusedly and saw that it was dark. Situ Xiao was lying on the ground half sand and half snow, holding a wine gourd and drinking it in big gulps.

In the distance, there were still corpses, messy swords and spears, scattered arrows, broken shields, and vultures circling in the sky. The composition was desolate and tragic under the setting sun.

Cui Yuanyong shouted: "What's wrong with you?"

Situ Xiao: "Drunk on the battlefield~ Don't laugh... There have been wars since ancient times..."

"I think the main purpose of your coming to this battle is to wait for this moment, right?"

Situ Xiao drunkenly raised the wine gourd: "Brother Cui knows me! Come and have a drink!"

"Drink your mother's stuff, what kind of shit is this!" Cui Yuanyong returned to the city angrily, and his ears were grabbed by someone.

What a quick move! No time to dodge!

Where did the master come from!

Cui Yuanyong turned around and saw his father's expressionless face: "Go back to the ancestral hall and be confined for three months. When you change the mother in your mouth, you can come out. Otherwise, your mother will really let you know what mother is."

Cui Yuanyong, one of the anti-Hu heroes and the new master of the human list who defeated the Golden Horde Prince head-on, did not even drink a sip of wine after the victory of the war. He was dragged home by his father's ears and rewarded with three months of confinement, a stack of sage books, and a faintly spiritual Qinghe sword.

The most tragic thing is that the spirit of Qinghe Sword is looming, and it is still unknown whether it is willing to recognize it.

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A few days later, Beimang.

The mountain stronghold is still there, and the interesting thing is that even the people are there.

After Zhao Changhe chopped people and left, the mountain bandits who were caught and imprisoned by Cui Yuanyong were locked up by the county government until winter and then released.

After all, this group of people did not have any evil deeds under the leadership of the original stronghold leader. They were not sentenced to death or exile. It would be a waste of food if they were locked up for a long time. Seeing that the food was tight during the winter, the county magistrate was too lazy to support this group of people, so he simply released this group of people.

After they came out, they were still idle and could not do anything else. Thinking that everything in the mountain stronghold was still there, the bandits naturally gathered back and gathered back to the original mountain stronghold. It had only been a few days.

Everyone checked the number of people. Except for the chief and deputy chiefs of the year, everyone was actually there.

Not even one of them was willing to go back and live a good life. The transformation failed completely...

Even the fierceness did not decrease. The first thing everyone did when they gathered in the mountain village was to fight for the village leader. They were divided into several groups and had been making a fuss for several days. Finally, they agreed to duel. Today was the day for the duel.

The duel field was in everyone's big martial arts field. There was also a huge pit on the side of the field. The former wife of the village leader presided over the excavation and captured the daughter of the Cui family alive. It can be said to be a famous attraction in the village.

The two sides surrounded the martial arts field and cursed each other. They were about to go on stage. Suddenly, a very strange and amazing voice came from outside the field: "Yo~ Fighting and drinking? Good! This idea is good. You divide into groups. I will give a reward. The winner will get money and the loser will drink!"

Everyone in the field was stunned for a moment. The voice was very familiar, and even the words were very familiar. It seemed that they had heard the same words before...

People turned their heads to look at the source of the voice. The flickering firelight reflected the village leader and the wife of the village leader standing by the trap pit, smiling at everyone.

At this moment, his mind was completely connected to the past images, and he didn't realize that there was anything wrong. He started to make a noise: "The boss has said so, let's start fighting! What are you doing? Let your sister-in-law laugh at you... Hey..." The noise gradually became smaller and silent. Then he began to be stunned. "Not bad, where did you find the torches with oil?" Zhao Changhe asked with a smile. Someone replied naturally: "There is still a little inventory, and it has not been emptied by the county government." Zhao Changhe threw a golden leaf: "Go to the city to purchase some, and I will take you through the winter." "Long live the boss!" People rushed up one after another, and no one even paid attention to the two people who were preparing to fight on the stage. No one remembered that it was Zhao Changhe who abandoned them. "We watched the boss brush the list every day in the fucking prison!" "Others in the prison knew that we were hanging out with Boss Zhao, and their eyes were tut-tut." "I knew that the boss was not an ordinary person back then!"

"Boss, boss, so our Madam Yazhai is the real Yue Hongling, right?"

Yue Hongling stood aside with a smile all the time, and it was only at this moment that she changed her face and said, "Fake."

If it weren't for you guys, you guys, the relationship between me and Zhao Changhe wouldn't have reached the ambiguous stage it later became, let alone... well...

But for some reason, I didn't feel much shame and anger in my heart. On the contrary, this feeling of time and space being separated and then reuniting made people feel deeply touched, and even vaguely felt like they had some enlightenment in the realm of Taoism.

It's like our journey was taken away for a year, independent of time and space. After coming back, everything will continue without any change.

Zhao Changhe was also wondering, is this what Ying Wu is looking for? And if I can find my way home and choose to continue at the time I left, is this what I mean?

Mysterious and interesting.

"Okay." Zhao Changhe clapped his hands: "Has my village master's house been cleaned?"

The two people who were originally preparing to fight grimaced on the stage and sighed: "It has just been tidied up and cleaned. The bedding is all brand new and has not been touched. Isn't it the ownership we are fighting for... Well, This is because God knew that the boss was coming back, so he drove us to fix it. Oh, by the way, my sister-in-law had another room before, but we haven’t had time to fix this yet..."

"Do you want another room?" Zhao Changhe glared and put his arms around Yue Hongling's waist: "Just one room from now on!"

"Bang!" The village leader was viciously thrown over the shoulder by Mrs. Yazhai, and was carried like a bear into the village master's house on the top of the mountain.

Her scolding voice could be vaguely heard in the wind and snow: "Can I help you? Today I will let you know what it means to suppress a stronghold!"

The gangsters in the cottage looked at each other and suddenly laughed out loud.

The world is amazing.

In the main house of the village, the bedding is fragrant and the candlelight is warm.

Even the furnishings have not changed.

Yue Hongling looked a little lost, and Zhao Changhe, who was holding her hand, took the opportunity to break free and hugged her.

"What for?" Yue Hongling curled her lips.

"In my hometown, Zhaocuo, people often get married outside and then go back to have a banquet with relatives and friends when they have time. Do you think we look alike now?"

Yue Hongling thought it was a bit similar.

Especially this brand new bedding, the pre-lit candles... She would believe it if you said that Zhao Changhe came back in advance to arrange it.

But she knew that there was really no arrangement, it was just God's will. Zhao Changhe's sudden visit to his hometown seemed to be a ritual for the two of them.

Yue Hongling felt strange in her heart.

She is willing to linger with her in a secret place where there is no one, and she is willing to join hands in the end of the world, but in the heart of the heroine, she has never even thought about the wedding ceremony in the presence of relatives and friends.

It was a completely different experience from being in a dark and deserted secret realm.

She lowered her head slightly and whispered: "Even my disciples don't know about wedding flowers and candles."

Zhao Changhe came close to her face, kissed her and said, "Then we can go back and make up for it when we have time?"

"You are so beautiful." Yue Hongling pushed his chest and pretended not to let him kiss her: "When did I say I wanted to marry you."

Before he finished speaking, his waist tightened, and he had already picked her up and walked towards the bed.

Although Yue Hongling had a hard mouth, she didn't struggle. She let him lie on the bed softly and said, "Forget it, I'll help you heal your injuries. It's really boring to be injured and have to travel for so many days."

I made up my mind not to bark tonight.

I still want to listen to my sister’s call and listen to the ghost’s call.

The night is deep, the moon is hidden and the stars are sinking.

The bird flew across the roof and heard the suppressed cry of an unknown creature in the house. It became louder and louder, and finally turned into an angry voice: "Change positions! I'm going to suppress the stronghold!"