Under the sunlight, Zhao Zheng slowly opened his eyes.
After a moment of dullness, Zhao Zheng began to observe where he was.
"Where am I? I remember that I was knocked out by Zhao Pan and the others in Handan.”
Zhao Zheng looked at the unfamiliar room with a blank expression.
This room was completely made of green bamboo, so the room was filled with a unique fragrance of bamboo.
The decorations in the room were very simple. There was a bed, a table, and a bookcase.
There were a few books scattered on the bookcase.
The decorations in this room looked very simple, but for some reason, Zhao Zheng could always feel a profound meaning.
Lifting his heavy legs, Zhao Zheng got up from the bed.
He stretched his aching muscles and bones a little, then took a step forward and staggered out of the door.
As soon as he opened the door, the strong sunlight shone directly into Zhao Zheng's eyes. He subconsciously reached out to block the sunlight so that his eyes would feel better.
After a while, when his eyes adapted to the sunlight, Zhao Zheng finally saw the golden color in front of him.
The house was surrounded by green bamboos and trees. In front of him, there was a pool. On the side of the pool, there was a young man in his 20s dressed in ordinary clothes.
The young man held a fishing rod in his hand and looked at the pool leisurely. It was as if whether he could catch a fish or not had nothing to do with him. All he cared about was the fishing process.
Zhao Zheng hesitated for a moment before slowly walking behind this person. He raised his hands and made a very standard salute to him.
Just as he was about to say thanks, the man pulled the fishing net hard.
This action confused Zhao Zheng. There was no sign of the fish biting the bait. How did this person stop?
"Damn, what are these things?”
Looking at the empty fishing rod, the person finally could not help but curse at the fishing rod.
"Um, the fish didn't bite the bait just now?”
Looking at the man who had looked like a supreme expert just now, and now, he was indeed an extremely vulgar person, Ying Zheng could not help but remind him.
The man was stunned for a moment. Then, he turned around and saw that the child he had saved was looking at him carefully.
Earlier, Le Hou had used the golden fishing rod and fished out a useless Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill. That was why she had cursed at the system in a fit of rage. She did not realize that the child had already walked to her side.
"Haha, you're awake? Why did you jump into the river and commit suicide? If it wasn't for me, you might have died.”
Le Hou laughed it off, trying to smooth over the awkward situation.
Hearing Le Hou's words, Zhao Zheng's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
"I didn't take things too hard. Yesterday, I was seriously injured by a few people until I fainted. Perhaps they thought I was dead, so they wanted to destroy my corpse and throw me into the river.”
After listening to Zhao Zheng's description, Le Hou finally confirmed the man's identity.
The current punching bag, the future emperor of the ages-Brother Zheng.
"I see. It seems that you have some stories too. Now that you are injured, it is best for you to recuperate here for a few days and go back after your injuries are healed.”
Le Hou had checked on Zhao Zheng when she rescued him. Because of his father, Zhao Zheng had been malnourished since he was young. His body was relatively weak. If he did not fully recover from his injuries, he might be left with a root cause.
He wouldn't get any serious illness, but he would still have minor illnesses.
Although Le Hou's tone was very calm, Zhao Zheng felt very warm. After all, she was the only person who showed concern for him other than his parents.
"Thank you for saving me, Mister. My name is Zhao Zheng, and I don't know Mister's name. I will repay you tenfold in the future.”
Once she realized that this child was indeed Zhao Zheng, Le Hou was also happy in her heart. So all her fishing luck had turned to this place. Now that she had saved Brother Zheng, would he treat her badly in the future?
When she thought about how she would be able to hug Brother Zheng's thigh in the future, Le Hou felt a wave of comfort and subconsciously laughed out loud.
Seeing Le Hou chuckle, Zhao Zheng thought that Le Hou did not believe him. He immediately said angrily,
"Mister, do you not believe me?"
It was also because no matter who saw a person dressed in rags, they would not believe that this person would repay them tenfold in the future.
Upon hearing Zhao Zheng's words, Le Hou coughed dryly and pretended to be very calm as she said,"
"When I saved you just now, I already saw your face. Your fate is noble. Although you are currently a dragon swimming in shallow waters, one day, you will soar to the sky. Let alone ten times, even a hundred times or a thousand times is possible. However, saving you is not a repayment from you. It is just fate, so there is no need for this.”
Although Le Hou was pretending to be mean, she wasn't playing hard to get.
Whether it was ten times or a thousand times, it was nothing more than some rare treasures or official positions.
Le Hou didn't care much about these things. What he cared about was the favor that Brother Zheng owed him. This was something that could save his life.
On the one hand, Zhao Zheng, who was unaware of the situation, was excited by Le Hou's criticism. On the other hand, he was moved by Le Hou's act of not expecting anything in return.
"Mister, Zhao Zheng has a presumptuous request. I hope Mister can fulfill it.”
"Preposterous request? Since it was a presumptuous request, why did he say it? Forget it, tell me."
Although she looked like she found it troublesome on the surface, Le Hou kept shouting in her heart,"
"Tell me, tell me quickly. The more difficult it is, the better.”
"I think Mister is an otherworldly expert, so I want him.。。。”
Before Zhao Zheng could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden voice.
"Like a bamboo bud. It's like a pine tree. Stacked rocks flow into the spring, luxuriant forests and tall bamboos. He didn't expect that there would be such a peaceful place two to three miles away from Handan City.”
Le Hou and Zhao Zheng turned their heads at the same time and saw a middle-aged man in a long robe silently appear 30 steps away from them.
"Who are you? Why are you here?”
Le Hou asked with a frown. After learning the Wind Empress's Mystic Gate, he had used the Mystic Gate to decorate the bamboo forest outside his house.
If one was not proficient in the Qimen Dijia technique, it would be impossible for them to come here.
Who was this middle-aged man? Could it be someone from the Phantom Valley Sect?
Le Hou was guessing the middle-aged man's identity, but he did not know that the middle-aged man in front of him was also guessing his identity.
'The Qimen Dunjia Formation outside that was set up with the help of the Qi of Heaven and Earth is definitely not something that the militarists can set up. Could this young man be from the Ghost Valley Sect?'
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