Chapter 662 Book 1 Dream 3
Chapter 662 Book 1 Dream 3
Shangguan He touched his waist and felt a chill. He wanted to grab a hidden weapon, but for some reason he had a feeling that he would lose if he fought.
This feeling was inexplicable, and he tried to suppress the thought.
Huang Chengzhu's words were practically a perfunctory response. In order to clarify the situation, she said, "Falling from the sky? Could it be that Miss Cheng is saying that she flew in? Her lightness skill must be excellent. Why don't you let me try it out?"
Shangguan He threw out a series of hidden weapons, which Huang Chengzhu calmly dodged.
After throwing the hidden weapons, the two started fighting again, with him attacking and her defending.
In the end, Huang Chengzhu subdued the man without much effort, hitting him in the same old spot.
Shangguan He sat on the roof, rubbing his waist with a somewhat aggrieved expression, frowning and waving his hand: "I won't fight anymore, it would really be beneath my dignity if I continued to fight."
"Please don't blame me when the boss comes back. I really did my best, but there's nothing I can do if I can't beat him."
Hearing him repeat the same words again, Huang Chengzhu frowned: "You're being a bit noisy."
"I'm noisy?" Shangguan He pointed at himself, somewhat defensive. "How could that be?"
"It's really noisy, be quiet." She waved her hand.
It was this very right hand that had just struck him, so Shangguan He wisely shut his mouth.
The two remained silent for a moment, until the familiar feeling returned.
After Huang Chengzhu regained consciousness, she was still standing alone on the roof.
She actually wanted to leave, not wanting to experience the same situation again, but she also wanted to figure out the extent and speed of her influence on people in this world.
After a while, the same thing happened again, so she flicked her sleeve and threw away the hidden weapon.
"Although guests are welcome, young lady, you've come uninvited. Is there any explanation... um... for this?"
Shangguan He flew onto the roof, but when he saw Huang Chengzhu's appearance, he suddenly stopped speaking.
"Young lady, haven't we met somewhere before? Why do you look so familiar?"
After he finished speaking, a scene flashed through his mind of the two of them standing here talking, and he had asked almost the same question.
"What's going on? Why do I feel like I've actually experienced this before? But how is that possible?"
But if that's impossible, what's with all this eerie familiarity and the images in my mind?
Huang Chengzhu noticed that he seemed to remember more, so it seemed that each meeting did have a greater impact, but it was only the third time, so it was still quite fast.
"Hey, what are you daydreaming about? If I were here to kill you, you'd probably be dead by now."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan He looked at her with a complicated expression: "Is your name Cheng Zhu, young lady? A person from the martial arts world?"
This was the image that had just flashed through his mind again; he could still clearly see what she said her name and who she was.
Seeing his reaction, Huang Chengzhu figured he wouldn't repeat himself, so she sat down on her own.
I wanted to ask her how she got in, but the image that flashed through my mind gave me the answer.
Shangguan He walked over and sat down not far from her: "Miss Cheng, have you seen me before?"
"Yes, I've seen you before. This is the third time."
"You know about this too? Then do you know what the situation is?"
Huang Chengzhu nodded calmly: "That's exactly what you're seeing. There will be a fourth time, a fifth time, and many more times later."
Shangguan He, not understanding, asked, "Why?"
All of this was truly mind-blowing; if he hadn't had such a clear image in his mind, he wouldn't have believed it no matter what.
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman in front of him gave him a strange look with a smile, but made no attempt to explain.
"I don't want to go into the specifics right now, but I can let you know where the source is."
"Oh? How did you know?" Shangguan He asked, intrigued.
Huang Chengzhu stood up and suddenly jumped down from the roof: "Follow me."
Upon seeing this, Shangguan He stood up, dusted off his clothes, and jumped down as well.
At first, he was able to keep up, until he saw the people in front of him who didn't need to land when crossing the water or taking off, as if they could fly directly over.
He widened his eyes and shouted, "Miss Cheng, I can't get through!"
A moment later, the figure that was just in front of him appeared next to him. He lifted his clothes and lightly touched the ground with his toes, and the two of them were in mid-air.
Shangguan He shifted his body; his collar was being held up by the back of his collar, making him look like a doll with its neck being restrained.
"This is too undignified. If people see this, it will really damage the image of me, the second leader of Canjiangyue. Miss Cheng, please put me down."
"Stop making noise, or I'll just throw you down there."
After Huang Chengzhu finished speaking, he picked him up and shook him, as if he were shaking water off a clothes hanger.
Shangguan He glanced at his feet: the rushing water, the hard ground—they were now in mid-air.
If he fell from that height, he wouldn't die, but he would break bones or fall into the water, leaving him with no choice but to shut his mouth in frustration.
On the bustling street, Huang Chengzhu landed on the eaves of the shops on both sides and released the person he was carrying.
After Shangguan He steadied himself, his first priority was to tidy himself up before looking down at the street below.
"Isn't this the wedding procession of Song Yimeng, the eldest daughter of Song Yude, the Duke of Guangping, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, who is also the Minister of the Ministry of War, and who is marrying Chu Guihong, the young general of the Thousand Feather King, outside the Stone Bridge Gate in the west of the capital of the Great Jing Dynasty?"
This prefix is really something. Huang Chengzhu was speechless: "Why don't you just say it's the eldest daughter of Minister Song? Don't you get tired of saying it so long?"
Shangguan He was taken aback upon hearing this: "It seems...it makes some sense."
He was somewhat puzzled as to why he had uttered such a long prefix.
Huang Chengzhu knew that this was part of the plot, and the female lead's family's identity was exaggerated.
"By the way, is this the source you mentioned, Miss Cheng?" Shangguan He pointed downwards.
"Well, just you wait and see, you'll find out soon enough."
Before long, several masked men suddenly appeared at the front of the group and started chasing them.
"Thousand Feather Army, listen to my command! Protect the Lady!" Chu Guihong immediately gave the order upon seeing this.
The guards drew their swords in alertness, but none of them stopped the group, allowing them to crash into the bridal sedan chair. Crucially, they showed no intention of holding anyone accountable.
"Do you see what's wrong?" Huang Chengzhu asked the person next to him.
Shangguan He stroked his chin thoughtfully, then suddenly clapped his hands: "Something's wrong. Could it be that these people are planning to kidnap the bride?"
She asked him unnecessary questions, and Huang Chengzhu rolled his eyes.
You have to understand that in ancient times, with its strict rules, how could there possibly be such an order?
With so many people guarding it, how could they still allow people of unknown origin to get close to the wedding sedan chair?
If someone has malicious intentions, the bride might be killed or something bad might happen to her.
Chu Guihong, a general who frequently goes to the battlefield, doesn't even have this much vigilance. This script world is indeed illogical everywhere.
"Miss Cheng, what do you think is wrong?"
"What do you think? This group of people bumped into the wedding sedan chair and no one did anything or even said a word. Don't you think that's wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Shangguan He's eyes flickered, as if he had suddenly seen the truth through the fog. Yes, how could he not see such an obvious problem?
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