Her fingers left bloody scratches on Zheng Xiu's chest.
Despair, helplessness, weakness, loneliness...
All kinds of negative emotions were vividly reflected in the hysterical cries of Xieluohe.
Her face and her eyes no longer had the confidence and calmness of the past. She was always strong and invincible, but when she learned that "Gong Nie's Treasure House" was in vain, and she could not kill the man in front of her,
At that moment, she collapsed in an instant, shattering everything she had, making everything she had shown in front of Zheng Xiu, everything called "Xie Luohe", become worthless.
For the first time, she used such desperate eyes, as if grasping the last straw, begging to Zheng Xiu...no, to Gongsun Mo.
For a moment, Zheng Xiu was in a complicated mood.
A trace of confusion and annoyance appeared in Zheng Xiu's eyes.
He quickly noticed his own wavering, bit his tongue, and became a little clearer. Zheng Xiu nodded indifferently, but didn't know what to say, so he just hugged Xie Luohe forcefully.
Everything is fake.
Fake.
Can,
Is that really the case?
just in case,
What if?
…
When Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe walked out of Gong Nie's treasury, one had his upper body bare, with dazzling nail marks all over his chest, and the other had red and swollen eyes, looking calm and calm.
The movement of the arrow from Xie Luohe was so shocking that the bandits of Yunhe Village who had not had time to leave were frightened out of their hidden gossips and stopped near Bashan Mountain to watch what happened.
Some people even deliberately went around to the back of the mountain and stared at the huge hole that looked like a "miracle".
Who, who, who poked the hole?
Looking at the posture of the two of them, walking out hand in hand like a couple of gods and gods, the bandits took a breath of cold air and were horrified to think about it.
No one knows what happened to the two of them in Nie Gong's treasure house.
But they were all thinking about what happened inside.
A man and a woman, in a huge cave in the mountains, the force of a stab would be very intense.
Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe ignored the bandits in Yunhe Village and walked slowly along the river as if there was no one else around.
The horse was tied next to a tree and moved in panic.
Zheng Xiu stepped forward to comfort the horse, and it was only then that Xie Luohe let go of Zheng Xiu's hand, somewhat reluctantly.
Getting on his horse, Zheng Xiu stretched out his hand towards Xie Luohe.
"Go back to Licheng first and see how Lao Xie's injury is."
"Don't worry, his life is very tough and he won't die."
Xie Luohe sat behind Zheng Xiu, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.
"Xu~"
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the two people's backs on the horse were slanting for a long time.
Bathed in the rays of the setting sun, Zheng Xiu rode his horse and ran towards Licheng.
"Oops!" Zheng Xiu suddenly slapped his head, his expression changed slightly, he turned his horse's head and patrolled the forest several times.
Xie Luohe lazily put his chin on Zheng Xiu's shoulder, closed his eyes, and asked softly in a lazy and calm voice: "What are you looking for?"
"Fan Yao's body."
"I found it, so what?"
Xie Luohe did not open his eyes.
It seemed that at this moment, everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her.
Zheng Xiu didn't answer.
After searching around, Zheng Xiu could not find Fan Yao's body in the messy woods and outside the Bashan Mountain, except for a dozen corpses of the Shenwu Army, as well as bloodstains and discarded weapons everywhere.
Zheng Xiu looked at the corpses everywhere and felt heavy in his heart. He picked up the unnoticed pickaxe on the ground and dug a hole in the forest.
Xie Luohe watched Zheng Xiu's movements on horseback and immediately understood Zheng Xiu's plan. He dismounted and snatched the pickaxe from Zheng Xiu's hand.
"Without that pen, you are really... weak."
"..."
After Xie Luohe laughed, he knocked a pickaxe on the open space.
call!
The strong wind howled and blew all Zheng Xiu's hair back.
A big hole was left in place.
Xieluohe was like a walking nuclear weapon, so terrifying. But Zheng Xiu somehow became more and more numb to the power shown by Xieluohe.
In other words, there is a fragile soul hidden under Xieluohe's strong skin.
After burying the bodies of the Shenwu Army, the two mounted their horses again.
Xie Luohe put his head on Zheng Xiu's back again.
At this time, Zheng Xiucai said: "Fan Yao's body is not seen here. Maybe he is still alive."
Xie Luohe said softly: "It doesn't matter."
"However, at this moment I hope he is still alive."
"Oh? Why?" Xie Luohe still kept leaning his head on Zheng Xiu's broad shoulder. Hearing this, Xie Luohe opened his closed eyes and asked curiously.
Zheng Xiu frowned slightly: "There is only one thing that I still can't figure out. The only person who knew the secret of Duke Nie's treasure house, the former imperial advisor, died in front of me. At that time, the former imperial advisor was being escorted to the north.
Fan Yaoruo had never been in contact with the former Imperial Master, how did he know that the secret of the so-called 'return to ordinary people' was hidden in Gong Nie's treasury."
Xie Luohe closed his eyes again.
There is no turmoil in my heart.
She listened to the voice in Zheng Xiu's "heart".
After a moment, Xie Luohe chuckled: "Is it important?"
Zheng Xiu was silent.
He shook the reins and walked further and further away.
Zheng Xiu: "What are your plans next?"
"I want to go somewhere."
Xie Luohe blinked and put his hands around Zheng Xiu's waist.
Zheng Xiu's whole body tensed up.
"Where to go?"
"A place far, far away."
"Ah this?"
"Would you like to accompany me?"
Xie Luohe blinked.
"Well……"
Zheng Xiu didn't say he didn't want to.
"snort."
Xie Luohe snorted: "If you don't want to, forget it."
"I did not say."
Zheng Xiu sighed.
Xie Luohe pointed at her ear, but she didn't reveal Zheng Xiu's thoughts. She pressed against Zheng Xiu's back, feeling Master Zheng's body temperature, and was speechless all the way.
Arrive outside Li City.
Xie Luohe then said: "I, Xie Luohe, will never break my promise to you."
Zheng Xiu: "You mean..."
When the horse was being stored at the inn, Xieluohe jumped off the horse with a slight jump.
She skipped ahead, and in a relaxed and cheerful tone, she turned her back towards him and smiled: "Nerd, don't pretend to be stupid, you know exactly what I'm talking about."
The heaviness on Zheng Xiu's face seemed so incompatible with Xie Luohe's lightness at the moment.
Return to the inn.
An old doctor walked out of the inn sweating profusely.
The two of them were stunned when they saw this. As soon as they stepped into the inn, they heard Xie Yunliu's powerful howl.
"Grandma, is that guy named Lou dead? If he's not dead, I'll crawl over right now and give him two punches!"
Xie Yunliu's voice.
Chu Chengfeng only tried to dissuade him: "Thank you, don't move! The doctor said that you should not do strenuous activities! The eunuch from the secret factory is dead, very dead!"
"Chu, please don't fool me. When the doctor left, he clearly said that in his fifty years of medical practice, he had never seen anyone so injured and still shouting so loudly!"
"You didn't hear the second part of the sentence. Before the doctor left, he asked me to buy more delicious food. I'm afraid you might be back on your feet!"
"Go back to his grandma! Bring some wine! I'm very ferocious. I won't come home until I'm drunk tonight!"
The two looked at each other and smiled in front of the door.
This night.
Xie Yunliu was wrapped in gauze, and he and Chu Chengfeng drank sixteen jars of rice wine in the inn, hugging each other and crying bitterly.
Another person cried and said that this fame is like clouds and dung. It doesn't matter if you don't want it. It's better for brothers to drink wine and ask the sky;
The two even took advantage of their drunkenness to form a blood alliance and became brothers of the opposite sex.
Xie Yunliu felt that the two of them were not enough, so he insisted on dragging Wen Shishan along.
Zheng Xiu was in the room, listening to three drunkards, two men and one woman, banging the table and yelling:
"Today we become brothers! We do not wish to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day! But we wish to die in the same year, the same month and the same day!"
"The sky is the witness, the sun and the moon are the same lessons!"
"Brother Wen, drink!"
"Fuck, Lao Xie, she is my mother-in-law!"
"What's wrong, mother-in-law? We are also brothers!"
Zheng Xiu was alone in the room.
The lights are dim.
With the window open and the moonlight shining through, Zheng Xiu looked at the two paintings.
If nothing unexpected happens, these should be the only two remaining pictures of the four seasons.
Lighting the brazier in the house, Zheng Xiu threw the two remaining pictures in the world into the brazier and watched calmly as the two four-season pictures gradually burned into ashes.
At this time.
In the quiet corridor of the inn, there was the sound of footsteps like a cat walking.
Puff puff.
Someone was walking barefoot outside.
This person first stopped in front of Xiao Tao's door, and then stopped in front of Xie Yunliu's door opposite. They each stopped for a while, rustling, as if they were doing something.
Finally, the cat's footsteps came to Zheng Xiu's door.
A thin shadow was cast on the paper window.
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
Zheng Xiu curled his lips and said to himself, Xie Luohe, Xie Luohe, with your strength, if you really want to walk in secret, can I still hear you?
Xie Luohe was wearing a black outfit, her feet were bare, and she was twisting uneasily on the floor. She had her hands behind her back, as if she was hiding something. Zheng Xiu squinted his eyes and looked at her, and Xie Luohe coughed twice: "Young Master
You have good hearing."
Hearing this, Zheng Xiu couldn't laugh or cry: "What are you fussing about again?"
"What are you burning?"
Xie Luohe did not answer, but instead took a few steps closer, staring at the ashes in the brazier, and soon said in surprise: "You burned your grandfather's calligraphy treasure? Don't you feel bad?"
"What do you think?" Zheng Xiu rolled his eyes, thinking that you were asking questions knowingly. He is Zheng Xiu and not the real Gongsun Mo, so there is nothing to worry about if he is burned.
"Well burned." Xie Luohe narrowed his eyes like crescent moons and laughed happily: "The legend of Gong Nie's treasure house in the rivers and lakes is still there. The four seasons map will not be destroyed. There are always people who are unwilling to give up and want to use it to seek the illusory treasure house.
Burn it and it will be over, there will be less disputes in the world. By the way..."
Xie Luohe flicked his wrist and threw a letter into the brazier.
Zheng Xiu was stunned: "What are you burning?"
"I wanted to leave you a letter." Xie Luohe blinked.
Zheng Xiu watched helplessly as Xie Luohe's letter was burned to ashes in the brazier. Xie Luohe stretched out his other hand from behind and revealed the "thing" he had hidden behind him when he entered.
It's a pair of brightly sharpened scissors.
When Zheng Xiu saw it, his eyes twitched, he took a breath, took two steps back, got close to the window sill, quickly glanced at the height of the jump, and said warily: "What do you want to do?"
"Click."
Xieluohe cut into the air.
Zheng Xiu crossed his legs.
The next second, Xie Luohe stretched the scissors to the back of his head and cut off a bunch of long hair.
"Here, give me your pen."
"Ah?" Zheng Xiu didn't react for a moment.
"Luohe pen." Xie Luohe stretched out his palm toward Zheng Xiu. The white palm was dazzlingly white under the moonlight.
Zheng Xiu obediently handed over the half-broken Luohe pen in the corner.
Xie Luohe sat by the bed, carefully trimmed her long hair into bunches, and carefully tied a bunch of hair to the tip of the pen.
Xie Luohe was very careful during the whole process, as if he was holding a rare treasure.
She spent half an hour doing this.
Zheng Xiu looked at Xie Luohe's profile as if it was the first day he met her.
Finally, Xie Luohe bit his finger and a drop of blood dripped on the tip of the pen.
The faint blood on the tip of the pen flashed away.
"alright."
Xie Luohe handed the "repaired" Luohe pen back to Zheng Xiu's hand and said with a smile: "Don't break it again in the future, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."
"You..." Zheng Xiu looked at Xie Luohe in surprise.
"Shush!" Xie Luohe raised his index finger to his mouth, shushed, and interrupted Zheng Xiu: "Don't wake them up, especially Xiaotao. If she wakes up, she will definitely cry non-stop and make no noise."
"You, since you have studied, you should study hard, gain fame, and become a good official. Don't be like Mr. Nie from the previous dynasty. He was greedy all his life and ended up with a bad name. He didn't enjoy the treasure he worked so hard to hide.
Dig it clean."
"In the future, if you are bullied, please give me Xie Luohe's name. If that doesn't work, go to Yunhe Village to find my brother. He will definitely help you."
Xie Luohe blinked, his eyes were slightly moist, and his smile became happier and happier: "If you really wake up from your dream, if you really are Zheng Xiu, the richest man in two hundred years, and I am no longer Xie Luohe, that would be better. Just right, just right, just right
, it’s okay to wake up from the dream.”
"That's fine."
After Xie Luohe said that, he jumped out of the window, swayed, and disappeared from Zheng Xiu's eyes in the blink of an eye.
"Thanks……"
In the dark night, a lonely shadow could be vaguely seen running towards the city gate.
Zheng Xiu picked up the pen and ran downstairs. He didn't even have time to change his clothes. There was no one on the street. In the direction of the city gate, the sound of horses neighing in the empty distance came from the distance. Zheng Xiu was stunned and hurriedly walked towards the stables next to the city gate.
.
"Someone is stealing horses!"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Someone stole the horse!"
In the city, fires were lit. The movement in the stables seemed to alarm the soldiers guarding the city, and gongs sounded one after another.
When Zheng Xiu sprinted all the way to the stables, he found a group of horses struggling desperately to break free from the reins. Some timid horses were huddled in the corner and shivering.
And Xie Luohe, the instigator of all this, was trying to take away one of the horses in a hurry. But he didn't know whether it was because of the "stranger" or the lack of "skills", and he tried to get rid of the movement but failed.
Zheng Xiu rushed forward, patted the horse's mane angrily, groaned a few times, calmed the horse a little, and then turned on the horse: "You approached the stable with a murderous attitude with scissors. If this horse is not blind, can you ride on it?"
Xie Luohe was startled when he heard this and quickly hid the scissors at his waist.
She didn't want to throw it away.
"Quick! The officers and soldiers are coming!"
Zheng Xiu stretched out his hand towards Xie Luohe again.
Xie Luohe opened his mouth, about to say something.
"Stop talking nonsense, come up quickly!"
The usually weak little scholar spoke to Xie Luohe in a domineering tone for the first time.
"Well, it's up to you."
Xie Luohe obediently grabbed Zheng Xiu's hand and got on the horse.