The Book of Troubled Times

The beautiful wish of treating the Sixiang Sect, including Ye Di, as a brothel did not succeed because of the tricks of the Sixiang people.

No matter how much it was broadcast live, Ye Wuming's self-esteem couldn't handle being slept with, so he immediately ran away.

"Eh?" Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand. He wanted to force him to stay but felt it was too ugly. He hesitated and everyone was gone.

As soon as Ye Wuming slipped away, everyone in the Four Elephants Sect was extremely embarrassed. They had originally dragged Zhao Changhe here on the pretext of "competing with Ye Jiuyou for our Ye Emperor's favor", but now that the real master has run away, how can anyone else have the courage to take over?

Especially looking at the way Zhao Changhe stretched out his bare hands was even more funny, and the intimate atmosphere was turned into fun. Yue Hongling was the first to run away. Anyway, whoever likes to stay in this bad sect is here to make up for the formation. Whoever wants to form a brothel with you.

Xia Chichi was pregnant and didn't want to mess around, so she ran away, leaving Sanniang Huangfuqing to disperse with suppressed laughter, leaving only Zhao Changhe standing alone on the observatory with twitching veins.

The hand was still outstretched as if to try to keep anyone. It was not suitable for anyone to keep. After all, it was impossible to treat them like a brothel regardless of their face.

"Hee..." Ye Jiuyou floated over and hugged his neck: "What's mine is mine, there's no point dragging you away..."

Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry.

Ye Jiuyou said in his ear: "They all say you are ridiculous, but in fact you have never really slept with someone, only two or three at most."

Zhao Changhe looked upright: "Am I that kind of person...Do you have any ideas?"

"But it's all about saving face. As time goes by, it'll be a matter of time." Ye Jiuyou smiled and blew mischievously into his ear: "I can remind you that whoever needs face the most should be dealt with first." ... Everything else is much simpler.”

Zhao Changhe secretly thought, "Aren't you the one who cares about face the most? Do you mean to get rid of me by cooperating with me?"

But in comparison, the one who needs more face is Ye Wuming... These sisters from the other side are the two most difficult to deal with.

Having said that, I have never been with a twin sister. This is much more practical than the complete Four Symbols Sect. Those are real twin sisters...

Feeling that Zhao Changhe's energy and blood began to accelerate, Ye Jiuyou knew what he was thinking and glared at him angrily: "What a death-like appearance. Didn't it count when I used her as a mattress before?"

"That really doesn't count..." Zhao Changhe was embarrassed to say more and hugged her to sleep: "Let's rest first, you are tired today."

"Isn't the best way to rest a double cultivation?" Ye Jiuyou pestered her: "You and Ye Wuming spent those two days together, and now she has surpassed me in cultivation. I don't accept it..."

Zhao Changhe secretly thought that it would be troublesome for you to argue with her about this, unless she gives up the position of heaven to you again.

Of course, there is no need to talk about this. Why is there any need to talk about anything else when your wife is asking for sex? Zhao Changhe kissed her directly: "Then let my husband give you another chance..."

The two started kissing each other quickly, but suddenly the scent of Ye Wuming came from behind them: "I said..."

Zhao Changhe's hand was inserted into the lapel of Ye Jiuyou's clothes. Ye Jiuyou's half-unbuttoned lapel was the most erotic moment when he was looking at her. When he was suddenly disturbed, Ye Jiuyou was angry and anxious: "You deliberately don't want me to feel better, don't you?"

Actually yes.

Originally, I didn't want you to refill Piao Miao's cup, so I dragged Zhao Changhe over. However, Si Xiang ran away and became you, Ye Jiuyou, again. So what were you doing just now? Is it funny? Ye Wuming felt that his great work was unfinished, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't disturb it.

Of course he wouldn't say that, he just put on a serious face: "When I saw the Four Symbols dispersed, I thought you had stopped doing that, but I remembered some practice related to Jiuyou and wanted to say... It seems that I am still here. Not the time."

"No, you came at the right time." Zhao Changhe relaxed his arms and pulled her over: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this kind of line?"

Ye Wuming didn't expect that he had left no one behind just now, and now he suddenly took action, and was caught off guard. He struggled hurriedly: "Zhao! Didn't you look like a human just now? Why now..."

"In front of a large crowd just now, I still have to save some face for you. Now it's just your sisters. It's not like they haven't done it before. What are you afraid of..."

"Really?" Ye Wuming glanced sideways at Ye Jiuyou. It was obvious that Ye Jiuyou was now unhappy with being disturbed. He was full of righteousness, which was completely different from the naughty expression when he used himself as a mattress before. .

Ye Wuming felt a bit of revenge in his heart, so he stopped struggling and began to speak charmingly: "Brother-in-law... do you really want to be with me in front of my sister?"

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Ye Jiuyou: "..."

Ye Wuming took the initiative to kiss him: "If brother-in-law thinks that I am more attractive than sister, then I can do it..."

Ye Jiuyou's seven orifices were filled with smoke: "Ye Wuming! Do you still want to show off your face?"

Ye Wuming glanced at her disdainfully: "Apart from bullying me when I'm powerless, what other abilities do you have, including robbing men..."

The sisters struggled together.

Zhao Changhe was pushed aside and became an outsider, and was stunned for a moment.

How did it become like this...

Well, isn’t that great?

Seeing the two sisters tearing each other apart, Zhao Changhe pressed down on them like a mountain, covering them both up.

Two very similar faces were close together, looking up at him together, with the same meaning in their eyes, which was both shameful and affectionate.

They all seem to be asking silently: Who do you want first?

There are both demonic flowers, and Zhao Changhe really doesn’t know who he wants first.

…………

"Were you happy yesterday?"

Early the next morning, Zhao Changhe walked out with his waist. Tang Wanzhuang sat on the pavilion outside and sipped tea leisurely. Seeing Zhao Changhe's weak look, she smiled.

Zhao Changhe's face felt a little hot, but it was still the sky and the earth on the observatory. Fortunately, he had some shame and cast an isolation spell on the outside, otherwise the beautiful bodies of the sisters hugging each other inside would have been so obscene that no one could look straight at them.

As for who to take first, it’s hard to say.

Zhao Changhe coughed dryly and walked up to Tang Wanzhuang, pinched her shoulders like a dog-leg, and said with an apologetic smile: "Do you blame me for being ridiculous?"

It is said that evening makeup is the one who indulges him the most without any bottom line, but in fact Zhao Changhe always feels that whenever he sees evening makeup, he will always feel guilty like seeing a parent. The good minister is not only in the country, but also in the country. at home.

"Everything is settled, who wouldn't indulge... Just don't indulge." Tang Wanzhuang bit her lower lip to prevent him from seeing the resentment in her eyes.

Why don't I want to be ridiculous?

But the character cannot collapse.

Tang Wanzhuang managed to maintain a cold and serious tone and said seriously: "Absurdity is absurd, things in the Three Realms still have to be considered. Chichi and Sisi will not sit in the Golden Palace for a long time, and will eventually travel with you. Xinghai, you need to get a charter and settle the follow-up matters."

"Are you ready for the merger in Miao territory?"

"I have been making preparations for these years, and it is almost mature."

"That's fine... As for Chi Chi, of course we have to wait for the child to be born and cultivate it for a while."

"How long will that be?" Tang Wanzhuang sighed: "I'm just afraid of this kind of irresponsible 'a while' and 'a few years'. There is no fixed number and no settlement. Even if you set a limit of sixteen years, then we will Arranged according to sixteen years.”

"Because it's not just me who decides how many years... We won't go to travel the universe directly. We will live in one place for a while. As for how long we will live, I'm afraid it will depend on whether you are willing to let it go."

Tang Wanzhuang was stunned and suddenly realized: "Your Zhao Cuo..."

"Yes, it's also Lao Xia's Zhao house. Do you want to see it?"

Tang Wanzhuang became very interested: "I think so."

"Okay, it's time. I'll go talk to Wuming." Zhao Changhe turned to look for Ye Wuming, but found that when he was talking to Wan Zhuang, the Ye family and Dihua had already flashed away and ran away, and Ye Wuming was not inside. Already...

I opened my mind and took a look, and as expected, I ran to Ling Ruoyu to whisper...

Ye Wuming surrendered. In fact, the happiest person was Ling Ruoyu. The little girl no longer had to worry about whether to follow her father or her mother. She was so happy.

Seeing that Ye Wuming came to see him early in the morning, he happily leaned into Ye Wuming's arms, hugged her neck and said, "Mom, would you like to take me to all the worlds? I still have many places I want to see. "

Ye Wuming felt that this girl actually had something hidden in her heart. Her original favorite was to fight like Yue Hongling with swords in the world, and it was obvious that she particularly enjoyed those days. As a result, his background was so awesome that he woke up to stand on top of the world, the most connected person in the three realms... Those days of riding the wind and waves in the rivers and lakes to test swords were short-lived after all.

Originally, she might still be able to play in the Vientiane Star Territory, but her father suppressed her again, and the family wandered around in the Heavenly Book again.

But Ye Wuming knew that the little girl would like the place where everyone would go next: "If you are really used to seeing the world, you will know that some places are more fun than fighting and killing."

Ling Ruoyu's eyes brightened: "Mother is referring to..."

"The place your father cares about... He dominates the world, unifies the three realms, and suppresses the Star Territory, but he has no nostalgia. Do you really think he just likes wandering? That's because he has a family in his heart." Ye Wuming curled his lips: "Those women outside , thinking that he is so special to me and always full of jealousy. In fact, he is special, but he is also the most resentful. "

For other women, their first time with him would not be like being raped or having their hair pulled.

The second time the sisters hugged each other, their faces were gone.

Ling Ruoyu didn't know what his parents' postures were for the first or second time, so he asked enthusiastically: "Where is that? Is it the legendary Zhao Cuo?"

Ye Wuming said leisurely: "Yes. That is a planet with almost no spiritual energy."

"You don't have any spiritual energy?" Ling Ruoyu was stunned: "What's so fun about that? Can we fight?"

"Don't underestimate it... Your world, our immortal way, should be inextricably linked to this place. It was through this connection that I found that place." Ye Wuming looked to the sky. , as if aftertaste: "I still can't figure out some of the whole story... There is a high possibility that that is the place where we were born."

Ling Ruoyu said with great interest: "Then I want to go...at least that's where my father was conceived."

Nameless Ye pinched her nose: "Speaking of which, even if you don't fight, there are other fun things to do. I'm afraid that at your age, you will fall into it and not be able to get out."

While the mother and daughter were talking, Zhao Changhe flew over and smiled before saying anything: "Blind blind..."

Ye Wuming knew what he was going to say and said without looking back: "Are you ready?"

Zhao Changhe said with a smile: "You said yourself at the beginning that the way to go back is to complete your obsession. My obsession is to kill the witch. Do you think I have completed it? If not, go into the house and count it again?"

Ye Wuming covered Ling Ruoyu's ears and spat: "What nonsense are you talking about in front of a child!"

Zhao Changhe just laughed.

The significance of killing the witch is that when you are able to do it, no matter in which sense you do it, you are qualified to go back. If you were killed on the battlefield, it means that your strength has surpassed hers, and you can also travel through time and space that she can do; if you were "killed" in bed, you are already a family, and she will naturally take you back.

Now it can be said that both levels have been achieved, and it only takes a matter of minutes to go home. What Ye Wuming can help is that Zhao Changhe does not need to spend a lot of energy exploring the coordinates on his own. She is familiar with the roads.

Zhao Changhe put away his smile and said seriously: "I want... to take you home together."

As the two looked at each other, it was as if thousands of words and countless images flashed through their eyes.

As Ling Ruoyu looked carefully, Ye Wuming responded in a low voice: "Okay. I'll go home with you."

Zhao Changhe turned around and looked around: "Are you all ready?"

Laughter came from all around: "I've long wanted to go with you to see where a bastard like you could be raised."

Zhao Changhe's eyes fell on Xia Chichi's face. There was a little expectation and a little melancholy in Xia Chichi's smile.

That was not only the place where her husband was born, but also the place where her father was born... In a sense, it was her ancestral home that she had never set foot in.

"Returning to the time and space of that day?" Ye Wuming asked.

This is a meaning that only the two of them know... Zhao Changhe was silent for a long time, shook his head and said: "I miss my parents very much. It's in the middle of the semester that day, so skip it and go straight to summer vacation. I want to go home."

"Okay." Ye Wuming held his hand and closed his eyes.

The next moment, the Book of Heaven pierced the night sky like a shooting star, and the dimensions folded and disappeared.

…………

July is full of fire and summer is scorching hot.

In a residential building in a village in the city, a group of uncles and aunties were chatting around a big banyan tree.

The students were on vacation and were not afraid of the sun at all. They gathered in groups to compete for basketballs and sing and dance rap on the streets at noon.

The aunts looked at it with smiles in their eyes, and they all asked: "Old Zhao, why doesn't your Hezi have a holiday this year?"

Lao Zhao looked a little melancholy: "I don't know why, but his phone kept turning off when I called him. It's been a holiday for several days and there has been no sound. This kid wasn't like this before..."

Someone said: "Hey, maybe you were deceived into a pyramid scheme..."

"Look what you said, can you please look forward to someone else?"

"I'm just providing a reference. If it happens, it's better to be prepared than not..."

"Fuck you, that little devil is very clever. He can't be deceived so easily. I think he might be in love."

Old Zhao looked much better: "My mother and I also guessed the same. He is so tall that he has never held a girl's hand, which is embarrassing. If he really said he would be deceived, I think he would die on a woman's belly." ”

"So the case is solved, right?" The person from before said: "Maybe he was tricked into a pyramid scheme by some witch..."

"Get the hell out of here!" Lao Zhao gave up his cigarette, grabbed the man's collar, and was about to smash it down with his jealous fist.

If people in the Book of Heaven world see it, they will know that the Beimang Bandits still have a legacy.

The aunt screamed: "Hit the woman! Beat the woman!"

The uncles and aunts nearby rushed over and hurriedly broke up the fight: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, if you have anything to say, say it properly..."

"Who are you talking about the MLM?" In the chaos, Changhe's mother in the distance was carrying big and small bags of vegetables and striding back in a hurry: "Maybe my wife will be brought back tonight, you don't know what the hell!"

The aunt retreated to the crowd with lingering fear and sneered: "With your family's quality, which decent girl would come back with him? Isn't she blind?"

Before he finished speaking, the sound of a boy playing basketball falling could be heard on the street.

The sound was like magic, suddenly making the hustle and bustle on the street quiet, leaving only a basketball beating like a ton, and no one even picked it up.

The people under the banyan tree turned around and saw that the protagonist in the discussion was approaching with a large group of girls in Hanfu.

All the young men playing basketball stared blankly at the group of women, their mouths half-opened, and their laughter was almost dripping from their cheeks.

"Where did all these angels come from?" Someone murmured: "No star is so beautiful and elegant, and can breath so much..."

"Did the heroine escape from the book? I seem to have seen something like this..."

Zhao Changhe seemed to have heard this and turned around with a smile: "That seems to be the right thing to say..."

"what book?"

"Book of Troubled Times."

"?"

"Boss Zhao!" A young man bravely shouted: "These are..."

Zhao Changhe showed his white teeth and said, "Your sisters-in-law."

"Plop..." A mass of people fell down on the street. The heat was severe.

The women looked around with interest, everything here made them interesting.

Strange clothes, strange roads, strange tall buildings, and strange big balls.

In a world without aura, a civilization completely different from theirs emerged.

This civilization gave birth to their husband.

Zhao Changhe ignored the young men and strode towards the banyan tree with his wives. The chatty aunt before was retreating step by step, feeling frightened for no reason.

That kind of indescribable pressure... It was like being stared at by a tiger, full of blood and ferocity.

Some educated adults also have a word in their minds: "The dragon moves with the tiger's steps."

How come this kid has changed after not seeing him for a semester...

The old couple stood there in a daze, and they also felt that their son seemed to have changed a little bit...more mature, as if he was two or three years older...well, maybe two or three years old doesn't look much different, but his temperament has changed too much, as if he has been weathered.

Could it be that he really went to the pyramid scheme den and ran back... What's the matter with so many beautiful women?

Zhao Changhe finally stood in front of him and whispered: "Mom and Dad, I'm back."

Others had no way of knowing why there was some trembling in his words. But it's only one semester, and it's not the first time he left home. You are a sophomore or a junior... Why are you so hypocritical all of a sudden?

Only the women behind him knew that it was thirty-three years of vicissitudes.

Ye Wuming lowered his head.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back, remember to charge your phone in the future, you are so impatient."

"Well... I know."

In fact, I don't even know where the phone is, I'll go back and ask the stinky blind man.

Zhao's mother keenly noticed that among the girls who were curiously looking around, there was one with her head down, and asked in a low voice: "Who is this?"

"Your daughter-in-law... um, she's a writer."

"?" Old Zhao asked: "Then these people?"

"All of them are your daughters-in-law."

The women withdrew their gazes, suppressed their laughter, and bowed: "Meet the father-in-law and mother-in-law."

The couple dropped the dishes in their hands, and the group of people under the banyan tree were stunned.

This is very criminal, do you know about bigamy?

Ling Ruoyu poked his head out from behind Ye Wuming

Old Zhao's face tightened: "Don't tell me this kid who is at most in the third year of junior high school and the first year of high school is also pregnant?"

"Oh, this..." Zhao Changhe held it in for a moment, stretched out his hand and pulled Ling Ruoyu to stand in front of him: "Say hello to grandpa and grandma."

"What...what?"

Zhao Changhe pulled Xia Chichi over: "There is another one in the belly, two or three months old."

"Old Zhao! Old Zhao!... Someone come quickly, the old Zhao couple fainted with joy!"

This meal can't be cooked. Mother Zhao really doesn't know how to cook for so many people. The family went to the hotel and found that they had to book the largest table to accommodate such a large family.

During the meal, the two old men were confused, their eyes kept turning to Ling Ruoyu's face and Xia Chichi's belly, they couldn't figure out what happened this semester...

Also, although the daughters-in-law were pretty, why did they all look a little dumb? Just look at the chandelier in the hotel, how long have they looked up at it, each of them looked very interested, and I don't know what's so good about the lamp...

"Well... Hezi, we know that the daughters-in-law are all pretty... But do you know that this is illegal?" Old Zhao asked his son in a low voice.

The subtext is not only bigamy, but also contains the meaning that trafficking in mentally retarded people is illegal.

Zhao Changhe could only say: "We will go abroad and take you to live with us. You can also retire early..."

"Do you have money?"

"Yes..."

The second elder always thought that his son had committed a crime somewhere. After a long time, he didn't know how to ask, so he could only say: "Which country, northern Myanmar?"

Zhao Changhe laughed dumbly: "Don't worry, I will tell you slowly..."

…………

After finally coaxing and tricking his parents back home to rest, Zhao Changhe went out in embarrassment and pulled Ye Wuming to the door: "Where is my phone?"

Ye Wuming whispered: "It's still in the fortune-telling house. I rented it for three years. Why do you care about your phone? It's out of date. It even freezes when I play games with it."

Zhao Changhe clenched his fists.

Ye Wuming smiled apologetically: "I'll take you to get it..."

"Don't try to get rid of us." A group of heads popped out from behind: "We also want to see the place where your dream began."

In fact, there is nothing to see in that place... It's such a small shop, a group of people may not be able to stand there. But at this moment, Zhao Changhe suddenly felt something in his heart, and he always felt that he should go and have a look.

So the family moved instantly and appeared directly in the fortune-telling house.

The door of the fortune-telling house was closed, and it looked like it had gone bankrupt due to poor management. The furnishings in the house were still the same, but there was a lot of dust, and it seemed that no one had been there for a long time.

There was a set of clothes, a mobile phone, and a bunch of keys on the table.

"Your husband's inheritance." Ye Wuming introduced.

"..." Zhao Changhe looked around: "How long have you not been here?"

"After you, other people have no meaning."

"Can I take this as a love talk?"

Ye Wuming smiled slightly: "Yes."

Zhao Changhe opened the door in a good mood: "Let's go, take you to visit the student street of the university town... I introduced it to Jiuyou before, saying that this is the place with the most fireworks in the world."

The student street during the holidays is no longer lively, but there are still businesses open, and there are students who have not returned home during the holidays. There are often affiliated middle schools and technical secondary schools around the university town. Many students are locals and often hang out in the student street.

Compared to the ancient "bustling traffic", this much quieter student street is still a place with too much fireworks.

The dazzling array of food and goods dazzled everyone's eyes.

There were people on the street doing COS, carrying a large plastic broadsword on their shoulders and a wine gourd on their waists.

The group subconsciously stopped and blinked their eyes: "Why is there a pretend husband here... Such a small body..."

"That's not your husband, it's another game character."

"What is a game character?"

"Well..." Ye Wuming didn't know how to answer this. He was searching for an easy-to-understand explanation when a noise came from not far away, interrupting his thoughts.

Everyone turned to look, but it was a few delinquent boys who blocked a young girl on the street corner: "Little sister, it's a big day off and you are going to watch the comic exhibition alone. Do you have a boyfriend?"

The little girl was so scared that she cowered in the corner: "I, I have friends here!"

"What about people? Are you scared away when you see your brothers?" The bad boys chuckled: "Little sister, I'm telling you, you don't want that kind of boyfriend with no balls, why don't you get to know your brothers... "

"Choke!" Ling Ruoyu pulled out his sword.

Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand and held it down.

Ling Ruoyu looked up at his father in confusion, and then at his master. Aren't these two the two people who can't stand this kind of thing the most? It's just a matter of stopping himself. Why are the two of them looking at each other so strangely, as if they are in a daze.

Even more stunned than the two of them were Xia Chichi and Tang Wanzhuang, who were simply stunned.

Following his gaze, he saw a little yellow guy who was obviously younger than those bad boys rushing out from the corner of the street. He pushed the leading boy away and stopped in front of the girl: "Get out!"

"Hey, little brother." The delinquent boy said angrily: "Have you graduated from junior high school? How about becoming a hero and saving beautiful women?"

Xiao Huangmao's voice was cold: "Get out of here, keep chirping, I...I'm not sure if I can control myself."

"Hahahaha..." The teenagers burst into laughter: "This little brother is so mysterious..."

Before the word "mo" was finished, there was a "bang" sound. Xiao Huangmao hit the opponent's stomach with an uppercut. With one punch, the opponent flew up like a cloud and mist, and hit the wall behind him. Fainted to death.

Xiao Huangmao took a step forward, and the other bad boys took a step back in shock.

The look in this kid's eyes was so terrifying, it felt like he had really killed someone.

"He's not dead?" Zhao Changhe finally asked Ye Wuming.

Ye Wuming said: "Before he died, I moved his soul back and returned to the starting point... Everything was just a dream for him. I didn't expect that he would actually practice by himself with the memory in the dream. He has developed martial arts in this world without spiritual energy... He is indeed an amazing genius."

Xia Chichi was silent for a long time and whispered: "Thank you. There is no need for you to spend such effort."

The night was nameless and silent.

Wasn't it just to prevent you from getting pimples... It turns out that at that time, he already cared about the opinions of Zhao Changhe and the women around him?

Zhao Changhe asked Xia Chichi and Tang Wanzhuang in a low voice: "Are you two...going to recognize each other?"

Tang Wanzhuang shook her head, indicating that it was not necessary.

Xia Chichi looked at him in confusion for a long time, and whispered: "He has begun to act bravely, which is good... at least it shows that he can take others seriously where he lives, right?"

"Yes."

"Then let's go. These people are not enough for him to fill his teeth."

"Okay." The group of people turned around and walked into the fork in the road. Xiao Huangmao over there seemed to feel something. He suddenly turned his head and saw only a piece of ancient clothes passing by around the corner.

Xiao Huangmao punched the bad boy in front of him, and was distracted involuntarily: "The quality of COS these days is getting better and better, and the clothes are made of the same material as Tang Wanzhuang's Liuyunshui sleeves. Eh... That's not it. What a dream, why do I remember the material so clearly, as if I have really seen it before..."

"I don't know what happened next to that dream...the troubled times that I ruined, and whether the will-o'-the-wisp son-in-law has ended..."

In the fork in the road, Zhao Changhe stopped and complained: "Who the hell is the will-o'-the-wisp now..."

Everyone smiled.

Zhao Changhe smiled brilliantly, stretched out his arms and hugged me: "It's good... except having you, everything is still where the dream began."

When the world is at peace, the books of the troubled times are put away and only need to be engraved on the distant shore.

【Complete book】