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Text Chapter 515 The town was attacked

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    Heavy snow in spring often means that everything will recover more vigorously in the coming year.

    This snow in the North not only blocked the Fengtian area, but also made the return journey southward due to the thick snow and fog.

    Zhang He, Guangming Zuoshi, and Xue Zhongqing were the only ones traveling together, heading towards the Qinghua Town outside the pass along the coast.

    There are no official roads in the villages and towns, but the roads are very spacious. The ice and snow conditions make people recall the scene many years ago. On a road, a child wearing single clothes ran desperately just to avoid freezing to death in such a cold weather.  .

    "The other big boy saw this scene and said nothing. He immediately ran down and took off his down jacket and slapped it on him.

    At that moment, the two children exhaled and looked at each other and smiled. There was no impurity in their smiles, only the innocence and straightforwardness of children.

    The warmth of that moment is enough to melt all the coldness and indifference of everything in the world.

    Time flies, things and people change, innocence and straightforwardness are no longer there, only the dangers of the world and the unpredictability of people's hearts, but at this moment, the three of them are walking together again, which makes people miss the past deeply.

    The Guangming Zuo envoy in front suddenly reined in his horse and stopped in place: "Ahead is Qinghua Town!"

    Zhang He nodded: "Yes!"

    Guangming Zuo Shi looked at him and said with a smile: "Do you want to drink?"

    Zhang He also smiled: "You shouldn't ask me."

    Guangming Zuo Envoy looked behind him, and Xue Zhongqing came forward on his horse, saying Yanran: "Is there any good wine sold in the town?"

    Zhang He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether the wine is good or not, the key is whether the person is right or not."

    If the person is wrong, no matter how good the wine is, it will be sour and astringent in the mouth; if the person is right.  The sour wine tastes delicious in your mouth.

    Qinghua Town is small in scale and very simple in style. There is a dilapidated noodle stall on the long old street, selling very ordinary ramen, braised eggs, dried tofu, and pig ears.

    The stall owner is a gamer and looks young. Running a noodle stall like this in such a remote town cannot make much money in a month.  But maybe it¡¯s just to earn some money every month and exchange it for a little money, so as to slightly improve the real life.

    Zhang He, Guangming Zuoshi, and Xue Zhongqing sat at a broken table, while Yun Zhongyue, Guangming Youshi, Jun Zijian, and Tian Xianzi sat at another larger table.  The group of seven didn't order much.

    Seven bowls of beef noodles, two kilograms of old wine, two plates of braised eggs, pig ears and some side dishes to go with wine cost only a few taels of silver at most, but the stall owner was very happy.  Busy and busy, humming a tune, as if doing the happiest thing in the world.

    Because he knew someone was coming, he had something to do, and finally made some small money.

    Looking at his happy expression, Zhang He was very envious and admired.

    He has always admired this kind of people's attitude towards life, but he asked himself that he could not be so optimistic. Even though everyone here is a powerful dynasty hero, who can live a more happy, carefree, carefree and free life than this stall owner?

    Looking at Zhang He¡¯s thoughtful expression, Guangming Zuo also smiled: ¡°Are you thinking about the past?¡±

    Zhang He said: "Everything in the past was good. I don't agree with that. But there were indeed good days in the past. Only now do I understand!"

    The words are simple, but they contain the most profound philosophy of life.

    The only people who can deeply understand this are Guangming Zuoshi and Xue Zhongqing.

    So the three of them raised their glasses together and raised their heads.

    The wine is cold.  But as soon as I drank it, a fire started to burn in my stomach.

    Xue Zhongqing said sweetly: "The three of us haven't drank like this together for many years!"

    Guangming Zuo Shi looked at her and said softly: "It's been more than three years!"

    A lot has indeed changed in three years.

    Time can change people and affairs, it can bring changes in the world, and it can take away your appearance, but there is one thing it cannot change, and that is the friendship between people.

    This moment.  The relationship between the three of them seemed to have suddenly become closer, just like the childhood days, so cordial and natural.

    The left envoy of Guangming drank another glass of wine and sighed: "I was wrong!"

    "Wrong?" Xue Zhongqing was confused.

    "Yes, I was wrong!" Guangmingzuo nodded, "Sometimes I am too impatient, so I act rashly and impulsively."

    In fact, it¡¯s not that you are too anxious, but that you care too much, so you are afraid of losing it, so you say it stupidly.

    "Is there anything Xue Zhongqing can't understand? She also sighed: "You are not in a hurry. You have been like this since you were a child."

    After all, she is the only woman in his life, and he is the only man in her life. They have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and they have known each other's temper for a long time. Whenever they quarrel, they willHurt, once you retreat, you will be reconciled. At this moment, each of them makes concessions, which seems to have the meaning of reconciliation.

    However, Xue Zhongqing did not dare to look into Zhang He's eyes. She knew that she and Guangming Zuoshi would always hurt him.

    But at this moment, Zhang He seemed to be very happy: "We are from the same roots, why are you so anxious about fighting each other? I think since you apologize to each other, you might as well reconcile."

    Guangming Zuo was stunned, Zhang He looked like he was drunk.

    "Are you too drunk? Why don't you go offline and take a rest?" Xue Zhongqing asked.

    Zhang He laughed loudly: "I dare not say that I am the best in the world in martial arts, but my drinking capacity is definitely unrivaled. Boss, give me another two pounds."

    The young stall owner brought up a bottle of wine with a smile, and Zhang He said: "People are in high spirits during happy events. Boss, would you like to have a few drinks with us?"

    The stall owner hurriedly waved his hand: "Sir, don't you dare!"

    Zhang He was stubborn: "No, you must have two drinks with me!"

    The stall owner smiled apologetically and said, "Sir, how dare I?"

    "Don't you dare?" Zhang He laughed: "Are you afraid that the wine will be poisonous?"

    The expression of the stall owner changed: "Sir, I have been selling wine here for two years, how could I have poisoned it?"

    Zhang He laughed even harder: "I've been running a noodle stall for two years. It doesn't matter if the pig ears are uneven in thickness, but I don't know how to mix cold water into the pot when cooking lotus leaf noodles. Is this a boss who has been selling wine for two years?  ?¡±

    At this time, Guangming Zuoshi and Xue Zhongqing finally knew that something was wrong.

    "Is the wine poisonous?" Guangming Zuo asked in shock.

    He is no stranger to poison, but he still can't feel it now, which proves that the poison is too powerful.

    As soon as he asked this question, Guangming Zuoji suddenly closed his eyes.

    It looked like he was meditating, but in fact he had already sensed something was wrong, and immediately activated his internal energy and Qi to forcefully force out the poison.

    Xue Zhongqing was stunned. She did not have any discomfort.

    The stall owner had stepped back several steps at this time and sneered: "Wu, you have been hit by my Qiuchongsan. Go back to the city!"

    Qiuchong Powder is a highly poisonous substance made from three poisonous herbs: qiuji, guangchang and **.

    Colorless and odorless, it is most suitable to be mixed with alcohol to speed up the onset of alcohol addiction.

    As soon as the wine enters the throat, the poison will take effect; once the wine is in the stomach, the life will be like an autumn insect.

    In the dynasty, only the top poison masters of the Tang Sect can use this kind of poison.

    Xue Zhongqing looked at the stall owner and suddenly said: "I remembered, you are the chief protector of the Tang Sect, Long Daguan."

    Official Long was stunned for a moment. He didn¡¯t expect that he would be recognized even though he was in disguise.

    Xue Zhongqing seemed to know what he was thinking, and couldn't help but sneer: "A woman can know all your knowledge about disguise!"

    Official Long said coldly: "The most powerful sword in the world is clear in the snow. Others are afraid of you but I am not. This matter has nothing to do with you. Get out of here!"

    This is true. In terms of martial arts, he may not be better than Xue Zhongqing, but everyone should know how powerful the Tang Sect poison is, not to mention that he is the chief protector of the Tang Sect.

    The relationship between Zhang He and the Tang Sect made the entire Tang Sect feel resentful.

    But Zhang He smiled at this moment: "Uncle Long, you should ask, why am I still fine now after I drank your poisonous wine?"

    Official Long sneered: "Then you continue to try!"

    Zhang He smiled and said: "Because I know your poison is not in the wine, but on the cup."

    Official Long¡¯s expression changed.

    Zhang He explained: "In such a remote and poor town, there are not even a few people, but a noodle stall actually uses better quality kiln jade cups as wine glasses. Alas, Tang Sect's poison is powerful, but it's a pity that you can't act."

    Xue Zhongqing was impressed, there are really not many people who can deceive Zhang He with all the tricks in the world.

    But she couldn't help but said: "Why am I okay?"

    Zhang He sighed: "Because the person he really wants to poison to death is not you!"

    Official Long sneered: "So what if you can tell? You've already held a cup!"

    Zhang He sighed again, continued to pick up the cup in front of him, raised his head and took a sip of wine: "I drank again, why is it still okay?"

    Now everyone was stunned.

    Zhang He poured himself another glass of wine: "Look, I'll have another drink. Why are you still fine?"

    Everyone¡¯s eyes were straightened, no one could figure out what kind of trick this was.

    Official Long couldn't laugh anymore, and he wasn't going to laugh anymore. He chose the most direct method. He put on a pair of deerskin gloves with a wave of his hand, followed by a handful of colorful poison?Hit it out.

    His reaction was extremely fast, his movements were coherent, and his shooting direction was also quite strange. This piece of poisonous sand actually twisted towards Zhang He like two ropes.

    It's a pity that no matter how fast his reaction was, no matter how beautiful his movements were, no matter how weird his shots were, when the arsenopyrite flew over, Zhang Heren was no longer on the rotten stool, but directly on top of his head. He raised his hand and the same thing happened.  A piece of white powder fell down.

    Long Daguan is an expert in using poison. As soon as he saw Zhang He's action, he knew that Zhang He was also using poison.

    But no matter how powerful the poisons in the world are, can they be as powerful as those of the Tang Sect?

    Therefore, Long Daguan waved a shield of palm wind with both hands to block the white powder, and followed the people to retreat.

    However, something he never dreamed of happened. After Zhang He landed, he blew forward fiercely. The wind from Long Daguan's palm was blown away by Zhang He with just one breath. The strong wind tore him apart and scattered his noodles.  The pots and pans on the table clinked to the floor.

    Long Daguan had never seen such a terrifying internal power before, and he was almost stunned for a moment.

    But as soon as he was distracted, it was Zhang He's turn to push the palm wind over. Not only did the palm wind force his breathing to stagnate, but it was also mixed with a blurry white shadow, like a small white sac.  is the real poison.  (To be continued)

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