roccoschili Chapter 70 - 70 69 Heaven and Earth
Chapter 70 - 70 69 Heaven and Earth
70: Chapter 69: Heaven and Earth 70: Chapter 69: Heaven and Earth Zhao Changhe no longer felt the impulse he had last time to grab her, he asked very calmly, “What, is it not enough for you to spy on my every move, now you have come to openly watch me bathe?
How big?
By the way, have you been watching my excrement and urine all along?
Does it smell good?”
The Blind Man said, “You were in a dream, where is there a bath?”
Zhao Changhe looked down and sure enough, he wasn’t in a bathtub.
He was wearing his modern clothes and standing in the room, not knowing where the bathtub had gone…
It was clearly a dream.
How ironic, now the real world could only appear in dreams.
He didn’t dwell on this and continued, “So you haven’t been spying on me all the way?”
The Blind Man shook his head, “I have not.”
“Did you really not write the Chaotic World Book?” Zhao Changhe pressed, “I always feel that it seems serious on the surface, but deep down it’s filled with mocking, which really matches the impression you give me.”
“…” The Blind Man actually pondered this for quite a while, seeming somewhat bewildered by his impression in Zhao Changhe’s mind.
He then said, “Chaotic World Book is just a name defined by the people, it has another grand name.”
“Oh?”
“The grand name is simple, it’s Heavenly Book.
Or to be more precise, it’s merely a page of the Heavenly Book dedicated to documenting the martial affairs of the human world.” The Blind Man sighed, “So it’s the record of the Heavenly Dao, not something I can control.
If I truly could control it, then I would indeed be the Heavenly Dao…
why would the Heavenly Dao from another realm come to do such tedious things with you?”
Zhao Changhe said coldly, “Then where is the Heavenly Dao?
Don’t give me that nonsense about ‘this heaven has no Dao.'”
“The Heavenly Dao is dead.” The Blind Man answered nonchalantly, “Otherwise, its records wouldn’t have collapsed so freely to be seen by all…
So what’s wrong with saying ‘this heaven has no Dao’?”
Zhao Changhe was shocked, his eyes wide open.
The Heavenly Dao is dead?
What kind of concept was that!
“Do you think the Four Symbols Sect and Xia Longyuan are truly after the mountains and rivers of this world?” The Blind Man chuckled sarcastically, “Perhaps in comparison, the Cui Family’s thoughts are still more human-like.”
Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment before slowly saying, “You are the same.”
“Aren’t you the same?
Up till today, you still do not consider yourself a person of this world, constantly spewing your ‘Zhao Mansion dialect’.
How much of it is twisted language habit and how much is deliberately contrasting with this world?”
“… You said you didn’t spy on me?”
“You are the one I brought here, what’s odd about me showing an interest in you?” The Blind Man sighed, “I also didn’t expect that within a few months, you would consecutively trigger the Heavenly Book, which did surprise me.”
Zhao Changhe said lightly, “So you came this time because you think I am a talent to be cultivated, to grant me more golden opportunities?”
The Blind Man didn’t reply, but instead said, “Someone has come to see you.”
After speaking, his figure disappeared and the night shattered.
Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, it was already bright outside the window, but he was still in the bathtub, the water had long turned cold.
He hurriedly got up from the tub to wipe himself dry, cursing at how he had spent the whole night soaking in the water.
If it weren’t for his advanced cultivation, he would definitely have caught a fever by now.
As for the purpose of the Blind Man’s visit, Zhao Changhe was sarcastically sure in his speech, but deep down he actually had an idea.
If the Chaotic World Book was just a page of the Heavenly Book, what about the other pages?
The Blind Man did not explicitly say, but anyone who heard it would probably be motivated to
What is this cake?”
“This is Jade Cake from Piaoxiang Workshop, this is Mandarin Duck Eight Treasures, this is Old Brand Zhi Rong Snow Jade Cake made by Zhang Family in the Capital…” Cui Yuanyang enthusiastically listed them, looking expectantly at him.
“See which one you like the best, and if our tastes are exactly the same!”
She’s just like a child.
After all this bloody chaos along the way, she’s still so childlike.
Perhaps because she’s home?
Well, actually Wei County wasn’t her Qinghe, it’s still a distance away.
Zhao Changhe tasted a bit of each and laughed, “This Jade Cake.”
Cui Yuanyang seemed extremely happy, “I knew it would be the same as me!”
Zhao Changhe smiled and kept silent because that was the first one she had introduced.
He sipped fresh milk paired with delicate cakes, watched the brocade on his body, and thought that Cui Wenjing letting his daughter run to him early in the morning could indicate many things.
If what he wanted was this kind of life, perhaps just a few words would indeed be enough to have such a life forever.
With brocade robes and royal feasts, a cute wife, the ninth greatest father-in-law in the land, and a power that spans states and counties.
Yet, for some reason, he always felt something was missing.
Maybe it was the words of the blind man last night, always casting a shadow in his heart.
There are people constantly watching you, your every action is but a live drama in their eyes.
Another group seeks the secrets of the world, aiming at the heavens, putting themselves in place of the divine.
The setting sun’s afterglow lit up the river; the vastness of Worldly Society had just begun to unfold.
The steel blade brought out from Beimang had just been nicked; had the blade in his heart also been dulled?
“Zhao elder brother,” Cui Yuanyang’s voice came, “Why do you space out while eating, there are no scheming boatwomen here.”
Zhao Changhe snapped back to attention and chuckled, “I don’t know if there’s a scheming little rabbit.”
Cui Yuanyang blushed, lowering her head and muttered, “There isn’t.”
In that moment, the girl’s bashfulness lingered in his heart, almost shattering the glow of Worldly Society.
Zhao Changhe felt somewhat reluctant to see her flushed face, and spoke softly, looking down, “I’d like to meet your father, I have matters to discuss.”
If anyone else had been there, they would immediately think he was proposing.
But as Cui Yuanyang listened, the flush on her face slowly faded, and her big eyes stared unblinkingly at Zhao Changhe.
With Zhao elder brother’s bold and brave spirit, why would he speak so meekly if it were about a marriage proposal?