The young master slept on her left side, and the eldest lady slept on her right side.
A novel experience.
She shouldn't have fallen asleep so quickly, but she was so tired from tossing up and down during the day that she fell asleep in a daze.
She had a dream, in which he was floating in the clouds, and the young master was smiling and waving to her from the other side of the clouds.
Xiao Tao blushed and drifted towards the young master, fluttering, fluttering, fluttering.
She floated very high. The young master smiled happily.
She would cry sometimes and laugh sometimes.
Floating, the figure of the eldest lady somehow appeared on the other side of the clouds, sneered, bent her bow, and shot a cloud-piercing arrow at him.
"Ahem, look, your little Tao is so sensible and knows how to say nice things for you."
Zheng Xiu pricked up his ears.
Side by side, the Xieluo River laughed happily.
Two hundred years ago, in the world in the painting where Zheng Xiu is now, in the mixed memory world of Gongsun Mo and Xie Luohe, Zheng Xiu understands that thaumaturgy, doorways, strange people, and even the ordinary world, Chang Darkness, have always existed, but they are not visible to ordinary people. Know.
Xiaotao, what do you mean by saying this suddenly?
Thinking of last night.
"Well said." Xie Luohe shook the reins, stepped out of the teahouse, and an indifferent voice came back: "She and I can only live together. I hope that one day you can really wake her up, and if I die, you will too I can say the four words 'with a clear conscience'."
Zheng Xiu sat back in the tub.
Zheng Xiu smiled slightly and told himself not to be angry. After the pot was boiling and steaming, he enthusiastically served Xiaotao and Xie Luohe each a bowl of hot broth.
Zheng Xiu was sulky and unhappy, and he tried his best to fill the stove with firewood. It was as if the firewood was not filling the stove, but...ahem.
"It doesn't matter."
There are vague shadows of mountains, rivers, clouds and rivers flowing and flickering on the door. Mysterious and alluring, it seems that there are infinite mysteries hidden, and it seems that there are strange whispers coming from behind the door, tempting Zheng Xiu to open the door.
In the middle of the night, he fell and was slapped on the palm.
Falling...?
When Zheng Xiu heard Xie Luohe's "no problem" at first, he knew that Xie Luohe was no longer avoiding the "Fengbei" tone. It seemed that she was planning to use a new way to take over Zheng Xiu's bet. Zheng Xiu didn't want to pay attention to it, but after hearing the second half of Xie Luohe's sentence Finally, he couldn't help but sneered: "Master, you don't think that as the master of Yunhe Village and the bandit leader, you can be called a man of the right path, right?"
It's February 13th in a blink of an eye.
One night later, the Chaliao family didn't look back. Xie Luohe's actions must have really frightened them.
"Master, your face..."
Zheng Xiu understood Xie Luohe's lip language and was slightly startled.
Consciousness sinks, sinks.
Xiao Tao's bowl is full of meat.
Xie Luohe just tried different ways to make himself laugh.
The tip of the arrow was only a few fingers away from Xiao Zheng.
"Okay, come in, the door is unlocked."
Snap.
Zheng Xiu stepped on the ground, and the different color bands of taupe, cyan, ink, and pure black outlined strange light and shadow, intertwining into a winding road in front of Zheng Xiu's eyes. Looking back, there was boundless darkness behind him. Looking ahead, there is a closed door not far ahead.
After leaving Yunhe Village, Zheng Xiu did not abandon his painting skills.
Damn cannibal paintings.
My bowl is full of ginger.
But the door only opened a crack, and when Zheng Xiu tried to push it again, it stopped moving.
"Didn't I tell you before?" Xie Luohe smiled and rolled his eyes at Zheng Xiu. When he mounted his horse, he raised an index finger to his red lips and said: The voice of all things.
The ancient door made a creaking sound. Zheng Xiu pushed open a gap, and a gray stream of light leaked out from behind the door.
"woke up."
The familiar feeling did not make Zheng Xiu panic. Instead, he calmly looked at the thick darkness in the distance and let himself sink.
"Xiao Tao left first." Xiao Tao blushed and was about to leave. Before going out, Xiao Tao paused. Thinking of her experiences along the way, she couldn't help but said: "Master, please don't blame Xiao Tao for talking too much. Although the eldest lady usually fights,
You scolded you and said you hate you, but in the years that Xiao Tao has served the eldest lady, she has never seen her so...so...close to a strange man. I hope you will not think that the eldest lady is a bad person."
After saying that, Xiaotao quickly closed the door and ran away without waiting for Zheng Xiu to answer.
Zheng Xiu hid and hid, but finally failed to dodge completely and showed his face.
The cold air suddenly solidified a bit.
The body is getting lighter and lighter, but the feeling of falling is becoming more and more obvious.
"Huchihuchihuchi..."
Xiao Tao looked stunned when she heard this, then shook her head vigorously: "The eldest lady is always right."
strangeness.
Ah, will the young master...can he...can he...can he...ah!
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
After driving for nearly a month in the barren mountains and ridges, Zheng Xiu, Xie Luohe, and Xiao Tao almost slept in the wilderness, or stayed overnight when passing through the village. They were so tired and tired. Now they took advantage of Xiaoyun Xiaoliu to play horseshoes.
Finally, I was able to take a short break in the town and recharge my batteries.
Xiaotao vaguely caught a glimpse of the young master soaking naked in the tub through the screen, lowering his head and not daring to look around.
Xiaotao pinched Zheng Xiu's waist desperately from behind, trying to remind the young master not to talk nonsense.
Commonly known as bottleneck.
With his eyes closed, Zheng Xiu remained motionless, gradually snoring slightly.
Zheng Xiu shook his head and replied calmly: "There is no answer to this question, but I hope that I will be clear in my heart."
【Painter】.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
"You...how did you do it?"
In the cold wind, Zheng Xiu shook his fan, fed the horse, took some food, and prepared to continue on his way.
But Xie Luohe's words were like a hammer, hitting Zheng Xiu's heart, causing Zheng Xiu to fall into deep thought while he was on his way.
Xie Luohe said: "If there is an effect, there must be a cause. If not... I would kill them."
Zheng Xiu stretched out his hand and pushed towards the door.
The breakfast ended in a strange atmosphere.
Xiao Tao secretly asked the young master what the conversation they just had meant.
Damn, that's hard to say, right?
Every time at this time, Xieluohe would always slow down, kick his horse's hooves, and ride slowly.
Zheng Xiu would also tacitly hand over the "Sketched Back Sketch of Xie Luohe" he "secretly" drew to Xie Luohe.
He would even let Xiao Tao hold the reins on horseback, secretly follow behind Xie Luohe, and draw a "sketch" for her.
Xiaotao didn't pay that much attention and quickly got up to help the young master put the soup in. When she saw that there was no meat in the pot and only the soup was left, she was dumbfounded.
This time Xie Luohe completely deceived Zheng Xiu, making Zheng Xiu mistakenly think that Feng Bei was back.
If his will is not strong enough, the real world presented in this scroll, the time and space of two hundred years ago, will eat away at Zheng Xiu bit by bit.
"Master, it's me, Xiao Tao. Master, your clothes have been dried. Xiao Tao will bring them in right now."
Xie Luohe stopped laughing immediately and finished the drink with a sullen face without saying a word.
Zheng Xiu was in the barrel, not daring to move at all. He held his breath for fear of a second shot from Xie Luohe.
It's like the monk is not around, but his tenacious spirit is being ridden by them.
The ultimate in control.
Women face many inconveniences when going out.
he said to himself.
Zheng Xiu opened his mouth and spit out a bubble, and he accidentally entered the "doorway" again.
This will delay another two days.
The two horses suddenly became restless. Zheng Xiu patted the horses' butts to comfort them. When he turned around, he saw Xie Luohe and Xiao Tao walking out of the back room with their bags on their backs.
She woke up.
So scary.
I want to play with you to the end.
The back of Xieluohe gradually receded into the distance, and in the wind, the long flowing hair rolled up like a deep and bottomless black whirlpool.
Zheng Xiu changed the subject in a few words.
But Zheng Xiu, who was determined, quickly shook his head and threw away his distracting thoughts.
Zheng Xiu walked out of the teahouse and observed the sky.
There is no snow today and the cold wind is howling.
Xiaoyun and Xiaoliu's horseshoes were badly worn on the bumpy road, and they needed to stop in a nearby town to have the horseshoes re-shoeed.
Zheng Xiu carefully stepped out of the barrel, dressed neatly, and walked out of the door. He saw Xie Luohe on the corridor with his hands casually crossed on the railing, looking into the distance.
There was a red palm mark on Zheng Xiuzuo's face, with five distinct fingers, as clear as if it had been stamped with ink pads.
You're addicted to eavesdropping, right?
When he opened his eyes, the water vapor in the room dissipated and the water cooled down. Just as Zheng Xiu was about to get out of the tub, there was a knock on the door.
Xie Luohe was not angry and asked with a smile: "What is good and what is evil?"
Fortunately, he is determined and consistent.
His [Prisoner] approach also only opened the eighth door.
She seemed unaware of the subtle relationship between Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu, and was in a strange state of anger.
In fact, two hundred years ago, there were exaggerated "strangers" like "Xie Luohe", and there were also thaumaturgers like "Gongsun Mo" who could see through the door. But why, more than two hundred years ago,
There has not been an unspoken rule of concealment in the city, nor has there been a court agency like "Ye Weiyang" that specializes in handling mysterious cases.
At that moment Zheng Xiu would feel that the surroundings were particularly quiet.
The closed door has the words "五子·七" on it, which means that what stands in front of Zheng Xiu like a roadblock in the "Pathway" is the seventh door of the [Painter] Path.
Xie Luohe took the reins of one of the horses from Zheng Xiu, and named her horse Xiaoyun.
Zheng Xiu did not force it. In the doorway, his thoughts were clear, and Zheng Xiu vaguely understood something.
Whenever he took a break on the way, Xie Luohe would deliberately ask Xiaotao to fetch water, do laundry and other chores, and then come to Zheng Xiu, spread out his white palms, and say nothing.
Xiao Tao was shocked when she saw Zheng Xiu's face.
This kind of secretive "painting practice" is not only a way to get rid of Zheng Xiu, but also becomes some kind of strange "tacit understanding" between Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe.
Before leaving, when Xiao Tao hung her luggage on the saddle bag, she looked back at the deserted tea room and suddenly felt a little emotional. Thinking of what happened yesterday, she murmured: "I don't know if the child's foot injury has been cured."
..." As soon as Xiao Tao finished speaking, she realized that she shouldn't have said this and immediately covered her mouth: "Miss, Xiao Tao is lying."
Zheng Xiu was in the bathtub, looking confused.
Fake.
Gudong.
A long arrow shot through the wall and was nailed to the barrel.
Zheng Xiuwan seemed to be in a state of weightlessness, floating in the dark lake water, sinking continuously.
This is thanks to the fact that he is not just a common man. He has been the richest man for so many years. He has crossed mountains, rivers and seas, and also walked through seas of people. He has never seen any battles, so he does not panic. Zheng Xiu calmly and calmly accepted many secrets of Xieluohe.
The poking trick.
Laugh, you still laugh!
Zheng Xiu was no longer afraid of death, so he glared at Xie Luohe fiercely.
This is something bold that I have never experienced before.
In fact, Zheng Xiu has always found it strange.
However, according to Xie Luohe's estimation, it won't be a problem to get to Zangjian Villa before the first day of March.
Stop and go along the way.
After Zheng Xiu was silent for a moment, he suddenly whispered in the direction of Xie Luohe's room.
Xiao Tao ran all the way to help, but Zheng Xiu tilted her head and smiled and said no. Xiao Tao felt that Zheng Xiu's neck was a little strange, as if it was deliberately tilted to one side, so she thoughtfully asked the young master if he had a stiff neck, and stretched out his hand to pinch it.
Xiaotao's heart was in a mess.
Xiao Tao was keenly aware that the atmosphere between the young master and the eldest lady was slightly subtle, and she suddenly felt sour again.
After Xie Luohe deliberately imitated Feng Bei's words, he glanced at Zheng Xiu proudly, and then said to Xiao Tao: "Do you know how many people their family of three killed before us?"
By the way, the other horse is Xiaoliu.
Too careless.
so coincidental?
Xiao Tao finally convinced herself, looking at the slap marks on the young master's face, she thought about whether to put some "black jade intermittent ointment" on the young master, but when she thought about it, she would be scolded by the eldest lady, and finally Xiao Tao
I gave up this terrible idea.
"The seventh door seems to be a hurdle."
Xiaotao sat up suddenly.
Although it was said that Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu were taking care of Xiao Tao, who did not understand the world, it would be better to say that Xiao Tao was taking good care of their daily lives without any complaints.
Just the hazy shadow can make Xiao Tao think about it.
The sky is bright and the weather is getting warmer.
Sounds like you're in a great mood.
While he was meditating on the hero's note, Xie Luohe stood in front of him and deliberately spoke to him with a "Feng Bei" look and tone.
"Huh...ah~~"
On the side was the voice of missing the young master. A pot was placed on the fire, and the aroma of ginger slices and meat wafted out of the pot.
There are only "martial arts" here, only "knights", and no thaumaturgy.
Speaking of which, Xieluohe really doesn't look like a girl's family in this era. Several times when she stayed in the village, she actually took the initiative to say that they were a couple, she was the eldest wife, and Xiaotao was the concubine.
His eyes popped out in shock, and he seemed to be thinking that the people in Hucheng were really capable of tossing things up.
Zheng Xiu smiled.
Zheng Xiu was angry that Xie Luohe challenged his bottom line again and again.
Through the translucent screen, Zheng Xiu saw Xiao Tao tiptoeing and placing a neatly folded set of clean clothes beside the screen, with the belt, boots, lining, and coat placed separately.
Zheng Xiu increasingly wanted to know what led to the decline of the "Martial Arts" during these changes, and what events happened during the transition period between the turbulent and peaceful times.
"Xiaoyun, be quiet."
never mind.
Xie Luohe looked down at his own bowl, then at Xiaotao's bowl.
Zheng Xiu had previously wondered why Xie Luohe, as a "stranger", could ride a horse, but Fengbei couldn't.
call out.
You are really not afraid that Xie Luohe will hear you.
Until Xiaotao comes back.
"It fell, it fell!" Zheng Xiu turned his head in embarrassment: "Last night I got up to urinate, and accidentally fell, and I happened to fall on the palm of the head."
"Or maybe it was almost a chance."
Fortunately, neither the young master nor the eldest lady were outsiders. Xiao Tao surrounded a narrow space with a piece of cloth. She blushed and asked the young master to avoid him for a moment, then she hid behind the curtain, rustlingly took off her wet bellyband and hid it.
"Hohohoho——"
Zheng Xiu squatted over the stove, fanning the fire with Xiao Buping's iron fan.
"Xiao Tao, thank you."
"Since I'm not lazy, it means the time has not come yet."
After rejecting Xiao Tao's request to rub his back, Zheng Xiu soaked in the wooden barrel alone in the guest room. The room was filled with heat. Zheng Xiu felt that the pores all over his body were dilated and he moaned involuntarily.
Then Xie Luohe slapped Zheng Xiu until stars appeared in his eyes.
When she woke up, Xiaotao was covered in sweat, wet and damp.
As his consciousness resurfaced, Zheng Xiu watched helplessly as the "doorway" became more and more distant and blurred.
Seeing Zheng Xiu going out, Xie Luohe didn't even mention the incident of "shooting Xiao Zheng angrily" just now. He pulled back his hair and smiled softly.
"Here, Brother Zheng, come with me for a walk."
The corners of her mouth turned up, deliberately emphasizing the word "Brother Zheng".