Zheng Xiu used his rich professional experience to have a deep understanding of the current situation.
No wonder when I was sinking, even after entering that space, I couldn't see the "path" and "door".
Obviously, due to this state of "life and death", my body has temporarily lost contact with the "doorway".
In other words, the signal is not good.
If it weren't for the [Unbreakable] carrying it, when "Zheng Baimei" was hit by the Crow Man's move, he would even be implicated in the main body and die instantly.
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu felt frightened.
The skills released with the restriction of "blindness" are indeed terrifying.
But soon, he felt relieved.
There is no need to worry about having no firewood to burn the green hills. Although he has now lost contact with "Menjing", it is not completely broken.
"If this road doesn't work, just take another road."
Zheng Xiu thought of the scene inside the doorway. He occupied the [Prisoner] doorway, but he was not the only one who could take the [Prisoner] doorway.
Ruchen's "Heart Zen" inspired Zheng Xiu. Ruchen can separate many personalities with the power of one person, and different personalities follow completely different paths. Such a weird way of practice is incredible, and what's even more amazing is that
, Ruchen got through. We are all strangers. If Ruchen can do it, why can't he Zheng Xiu.
What's more, now Zheng Xiu is in Gongsun Mo's cannibal painting, and his memories with Gongsun Mo are intertwined. Although it is extremely dangerous, if he is not careful, he will become like Feng Bei and lose his true heart, but the risk is
Coexisting with profits, this situation also means that in his memory, he has all the top understandings of "Painting Ghost" Gongsun Mo on the painting path two hundred years ago!
This is the shortcut to the deep entrance!
Moreover.
According to Zheng Xiu’s theory of “gathering wool”.
This Xie Luohe is clearly a strange person. Picking up the stranger's wool can increase the success rate of peeking into the door.
This is no coincidence!
God help me!
When Zheng Xiu thought of this, an irresistible force came from behind him.
"Boo~"
His human soul quickly floated backwards, and his thin body became farther and farther away from his field of vision.
Although it was just a glance, Zheng Xiu also gave up at this moment. Looking at Zhizhi who was guarding him, he felt indescribable feelings in his heart.
It is not difficult to guess that since he has not stepped out of the dungeon for a long time, and with this posture, his family will definitely take the risk of inviting a famous doctor to see him, and even invite the world's number one miracle doctor, the "living dead" Situ Yong. Unless Situ Yong becomes famous in vain, otherwise
It was impossible for him not to see that he was in a state of "life or death." In medical terms, it was "getting ready to take care of the funeral." However, the Zheng family still stayed with him and took good care of him, which gave Zheng Xiu less to worry about.
, dedicated to conquering the ghosts.
"I can……"
Zheng Xiugang wanted to say something to Zhizhi's back.
But it seems unlucky to say that when you suddenly wake up.
Then he left silently.
It felt like I was sinking when I came in, but I felt like I was floating when I came back.
The light and shadow in front of my eyes changes.
When Zheng Xiu opened his eyes again, he returned to Yunhe Village and the cell.
It's like a world away.
This time of "traveling" made Zheng Xiu expend a lot of energy. A strong feeling of exhaustion came over him, and Zheng Xiu fell into a drowsy sleep.
The next day.
Zheng Xiu woke up in a warm bed.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the thick-haired Ruchen squatting outside the prison...no, it was Xie Yunliu.
"Thank you for your morning, brother."
Zheng Xiu waved and said hello.
"You are really lucky." Xie Yunliu stared at Zheng Xiu in the prison with strange eyes. He always felt that something happened between his sister and this scholar, but his sister refused to tell, and Xie Yunliu had no evidence, so Xie Yunliu
I just squatted here waiting early in the morning.
Xie Yunliu and Chu Chengfeng said the same thing last night.
"How come you don't know my sister's methods?"
Xie Yunliu said with a pained face: "Of course I know, that's why I wonder if you are still alive. If it had been someone else, you would have been beaten to death, so why waste the plaster?"
As he spoke, Xie Yunliu took off the key from his waist and opened the cell door.
"Forget it, you are lucky if you don't die, so go away quickly."
He released Zheng Xiu and pointed at the gate of the village: "If nothing happens, get out of here as far as you can."
Zheng Xiu was stunned: "You let me go?"
Xie Yunliu looked at Zheng Xiu as if he were looking at a fool: "What's wrong? Are you addicted to living in this shabby place? You won't even let me leave?"
Zheng Xiu couldn't laugh or cry: "Wait a minute, brother Xie, no, you are bandits! Can you be more professional! You worked so hard to kidnap me back, and now... let me go?"
"Hard work?" Xie Yunliu smiled and shook his head: "You worry too much, it's not hard! It's not hard at all, it's very relaxing."
"Why did you let me go?" Zheng Xiu frowned.
"My old sister said, you are useless. It is a waste of food to stay in the village. It is just right to put it away."
Xie Yunliu said matter-of-factly.
Zheng Xiu: "Aren't you afraid if I tell you about your robbery of the prison car?"
Xie Yunliu chuckled: "You should talk about it, but you should talk about it outside. Now that the imperial court has too much time to take care of itself, how can it find the time to come to our poor place to suppress bandits?"
Too busy to take care of yourself?
Zheng Xiu's heart skipped a beat. He felt that there seemed to be something in Xie Yunliu's words. This period of history was unclear in the history books. In addition, he was devoted to business and not interested in archaeology, so he had no idea what was in this "blank history" during the Tianjing period.
What happened? Just when he was about to strike from the side, Xie Yunliu lifted Zheng Xiu up with one hand, threw it to the ground, and pointed to the door again: "Don't be so shameless, I'm a bandit! I can speak to you politely.
Have some fun and get out while you're still alive. Don't wait until my sister changes her mind. You can't run away even if you want to! Remember to run farther away. My sister's archery skills are amazing. As long as you aim at the top of the mountain,
, Within ten miles, no arrows were fired!"
Has Gongsun Mo gone?
After the "Headache", Zheng Xiu's monsters gained the upper hand. At this moment, Zheng Xiu has long been freed from the influence of Gongsun Mo's memory. The world in this painting is no longer controlled by Gongsun Mo's memory. But this has advantages and disadvantages. Zheng Xiu
Sitting on the ground blankly at this moment, he had no way of knowing whether Gongsun Mo had also experienced this scene back then. Did he leave in despair, or did he stay in the village for other reasons?
Is it a trap?
Zheng Xiu frowned and had an idea in his mind.
The trap he refers to is not Xie Yunliu's trap, but the trap in the world in the painting.
What would happen if he just left?
Death is not terrible.
The terrible thing is losing your true heart in the world of paintings.
If Gongsun Mo's human soul was still hiding in a corner of the world in the painting, secretly controlling everything, if Zheng Xiu thought about it from his perspective, he might create a scene that made him feel comfortable, such as glory, wealth, three wives and four concubines, gentleness
Go to the countryside, beauties' den, have parties, etc., let yourself fall in love, and as you fall in love, you will forget about "I am Zheng Xiu".
In the end, he will really become "Gongsun Mo".
Most likely.
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu sneered. Which richest man couldn't withstand such a test?
"Go, go, go!"
Xie Yunliu waved his hand away impatiently.
He always felt that his sister's attitude towards scholars was strange, and it might not be a good thing to keep him here.
"Strong man!"
The other three people in the cage had been watching this scene helplessly, until Xiao Buping couldn't help it anymore. He first shouted "strong man" to attract Xie Yunliu's attention, and then put on a smile and said: "You see, this world is dangerous.
This scholar is helpless, so you let us go together by the way, so we can take care of him on the way, right?"
Xie Yunliu scratched his chest hair and wondered: "How much does his death have to do with me?"
"Then, warrior, didn't you think of letting us go by the way?"
Xiao Buping was stunned.
Xie Yunliu chuckled and said, "It will be useful if you keep it."
Wen Shishan smiled coldly: "Brother Xiao, why are you talking so much to these thieves? If you have the ability to kill us, if we frown, our surname will not be Wen!"
Xiao Buping immediately became angry: "Wen, I, Xiao Buping, have tolerated you for a long time! Do you want to die without taking us with you? If you want to die, find a strong beam and hang a bouquet of white silk on your own to hang yourself! I said Brother Chu
, why don’t you talk about her?”
Chu Chengfeng was unusually silent today. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He turned a deaf ear to Xiao Buping's words.
boom!
"Okay, okay! Shut the hell up!" Xie Yunliu was upset when he heard the argument. He kicked Xiao Buping's cell, and a small dent was made in the strong iron grille.
Zheng Xiu stood up silently.
He calmly tidied his clothes, patted the dust on the hem, looked up at the dome, put his hands together in front of his mouth to make a "trumpet" shape, took a deep breath, and shouted to the dome: "Sierro River! Are you scared?
!”
Zheng Xiu's voice echoed in the mountain wall.
In an instant.
There was a dead silence in the noisy village.
"Hahaha--"
"Damn it, this kid has a lot of talent!"
"As a boss, can you tolerate this?"
"call out!"
"What a fool, I admire him!"
After a moment of dead silence, bursts of laughter erupted in the village. Whether they were sleeping in the house, on duty at the sentry post, blacksmithing in the workshop, or feeding the horses, everyone looked at them.
He stood up and looked towards Gongsun Mo. Some people laughed, some whistled, and some booed.
Xie Yunliu looked at the scholar in shock: "Are you crazy?"
Zheng Xiu shook his head and smiled slightly: "I'm not crazy."
He shouted again at the top of his lungs: "Xie Luohe, are you afraid of gambling? Are you afraid of losing?"
call out.
A long arrow shot down from the sky and sliced past Xiao Buping's head, revealing his white scalp.
Xiao Buping felt his head go cold. He stretched out his hand and pulled out another bunch of hair.
Xiao Buping felt like crying right now.
Why are you still here?
No, the person who scolded you is Gongsun Mo, the person who offended you is Gongsun Mo, and the person who is making noise now is also Gongsun Mo. Why is it always me, Xiao Buping, who gets hurt?
Don't you know how important a stylish hairstyle is to a chivalrous man who has made a name for himself in the world?
This is the appearance of a martial arts knight!
At this moment, his facade of Xiao Buping was repeatedly chipped away, even to the point of being flattened!
The scholar outside the cage was still shouting: "Xie Luohe, if you dare, bet with me!"
Another arrow shot out, neatly cutting off Xiao Buping's slender left temple, which he dared not take out.
Xiao Buping was taken aback for a moment, then with a sad face, he wailed:
"Grandpa Gongsun, can I call you grandpa? I beg you to stop talking! Since they are willing to let you go, just go away! Go away! Don't come back! Don't come back in this life!"
Zheng Xiu straightened his back, stopped shouting, and looked up at the dome with his head held high.
It was as if his gaze penetrated the mountain wall and he looked at the woman on the mountain wall from a distance.
The third arrow did not arrive as promised. Xie Yunliu glanced at the landing point of the arrow and smacked his lips: "Huh? My sister asked you to go up."
Zheng Xiu: "How did you know?"
Xie Yunliu slapped Zheng Xiu on the back: "Nonsense! She is my sister! I, Xie Yunliu, warn you, don't make my sister angry when you go up, otherwise, even if my sister doesn't bother to do anything, I, Xie Yunliu, don't have such rules and will tear her alive
you!"
Xie Yunliu didn't spare any effort in this slap, and slapped it on Zheng Xiu's back. Zheng Xiu's old injury was not yet healed and he slapped him again. A mouthful of fishy sweetness came out of his throat, and he swallowed it alive.
Xie Yunliu asked Xiaotao to take Zheng Xiu up to see Xie Luohe.
Xiao Tao obediently helped Zheng Xiu up the stairs.
Xie Yunliu hooked his fingers at Chu Chengfeng in the cage.
Chu Chengfeng looked wary.
Xie Yunliu rubbed his head and laughed: "Are you tired? Do you want to come out and practice?"
When Wen Shishan heard this, she felt bad: "Don't touch him! You are going to kill me!"
Xie Yunliu looked at Wen Shishan in confusion: "What are you thinking about all day long? Although my Yunhe village is a bandit village, it is not an unreasonable bandit. Why should I kill him when I have nothing to do? I'm just looking for someone to practice with when my hands are itchy. Look at that
Scholar, you are so calm, unlike you, who is always thinking about twists and turns in your mind all day long, which is boring."
Reasonable?
Wen Shishan and Xiao Buping stared and cursed, but they did not dare to refute.
"Okay!" Chu Chengfeng thought that this was also an opportunity. Although he might not be able to escape, he had to work hard.
It didn't take long for the news that the second master was going to fight with the prisoners to spread in the village. Life in Yunhe Village was boring, and the Xie brothers and sisters restrained them tightly. Now they finally had some fun, and soon the village was filled with people.
Some people even used beacon smoke to notify brothers who were out on patrol to quickly return to the village to watch the fun.
The market opened, the wine was served, the wine was served, and the melon seeds were eaten by those who ate them. Half an hour later, a large circle emptied out in the village, surrounded by crowds of people, densely packed with bandits with evil looks on their faces.
"Sir, are your injuries okay?"
Xiao Tao stuck to Zheng Xiu's side, holding Zheng Xiusheng tightly, fearing that the scholar would fall, and said with concern.
"If you'd like, please bring me my painting tools."
When passing by the room, Zheng Xiudao said.
"You still dare to draw?"
Xiaotao's complexion changed drastically.
"Haha, not only do I want to paint, but I also want to paint towards death."
Zheng Xiu chuckled and did not explain.
Xiao Tao had a flat mouth, knowing that Ao was no better than a scholar, so she obediently took Zheng Xiu's bamboo basket and carried it in her hand.
The atmosphere below was warm. Chu Chengfeng and Xie Yunliu were shirtless and posing.
As Zheng Xiu walked up the stairs, he looked down from time to time. He noticed that Xie Yunliu always scratched his chest hair and touched his thick hair from time to time. This familiar action made Zheng Xiu slightly startled, and a bold idea came to his mind.
Arriving at the dome, Zheng Xiu grimaced in pain due to an injury on his chest while climbing the rope ladder. Xiao Tao looked on with anxiety, her eyes were watery, and she almost cried.
On the top of the mountain.
A burst of floral fragrance was blown by the wind, and Xie Luohe was sitting among the flowers, squinting his eyes and playing with the blue petals in boredom.
Xie Luohe didn't even look at Zheng Xiu, as if he hadn't come.
Zheng Xiu smiled and didn't care. He looked at Xie Luohe from a distance, found an angle, and put down the bamboo basket.
He hooked his hand towards Xieluohe and said, "I'm a master of work, please help me move a table."
Xie Luohe, who had been plucking the petals, finally couldn't bear it anymore and laughed angrily: "You still dare to ask me to move the table?"
"Are you afraid of losing?"
"Huh...how do you want to win? I am me, Xie Luohe, and I am definitely not that Fengbei. I can tell the difference clearly."
Zheng Xiu nodded when he heard this: "I understand, you are afraid of losing."
Xie Luohe was speechless for a moment, secretly wondering why he hadn't seen her all night. This scholar was becoming more and more shameless. But she was silent for a moment, waving her long sleeves, creating a strong wind.
A desk that had been prepared outside the house rotated in the air, passed over the flowers, and landed steadily in front of Zheng Xiu.
"What do you want to draw?"
"Draw you, Xie Luohe."
"Didn't you say that according to the ancestral teachings of the Gongsun family, you should never draw people?"
"So, I am not Gongsun Mo."
Xie Luohe was stunned when he heard this, but soon he turned his head away and said coldly: "If you draw her again, I will kill you with my own hands."
Zheng Xiu sat down happily: "Xiao Tao, grind the ink for me."
Xie Luohe raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Tao is my maid."
"But you let her come to bed?" Zheng Xiu turned around and led an army.
Xiao Tao's delicate body trembled at the side, her face was red and her ears were almost smoking.
"Because of this, I am not her."
Hearing this, Zheng Xiu suddenly realized. It turned out that Xie Luohe asked Xiao Tao to sleep with him not to prove to anyone, nor to deliberately take advantage of Gongsun Mo. But because she wanted to confirm for herself that she would not be moved by this, so she was Xie Luohe, not Feng Bei.
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Zheng Xiu frowned. For such a reason, he could let Xiao Tao, who was only fourteen years old, sleep on a man's bed?
What if Gongsun Mo turned out to be a beast that night?
Feeling unhappy, Zheng Xiu was even more certain that Xie Luohe and Feng Bei were not the same person. In silence, Zheng Xiu began to paint.
The moment he started writing, Xie Luohe closed his eyes and said indifferently: "Remember, if you draw her again, you will definitely die."
Zheng Xiu nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, this time, it's you, Xie Luohe."