: Marrying in glory (4800 words please give me a monthly vote!)

Author: Bachelor of White

: Marrying in glory (4800 words please give me a monthly vote!)

Zheng Xiu thought about it and agreed.

When Xie Luohe heard this, his smile became even more intense, and he bent his finger to his palm: "First, draw a painting for me."

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he opened his mouth but was speechless.

He originally wanted to say that in the oasis, he had drawn a copy of Xie Luohe.

However, when Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe looked at each other, somehow, he couldn't bear to refuse Xie Luohe's "last" request, so he nodded: "Okay."

As he said that, Zheng Xiu touched Luo He's pen on his waist and prepared to go into the house to find paper to immediately satisfy Xie Luo He's wish.

"No hurry."

Xie Luohe pulled Zheng Xiu's clothes, grabbed him, and pressed Zheng Xiu back to his seat.

"Do the second thing first." Xie Luohe's eyes rolled and he smiled: "But, the second thing has nothing to do with you."

"Then do you want to change one?"

Zheng Xiu asked tentatively.

Xie Luohe shook his head: "But I think about it."

Zheng Xiu sighed lightly: "Don't keep it a secret, just say it."

Xie Luohe smiled and said, "I want to accept disciples."

Zheng Xiu was stunned when he heard this.

Xie Luohe closed his eyes, as if he didn't see the shock on Zheng Xiu's face, and said to himself: "I once said that there were three 'deaths of birth as a human being. The third time was when the world was completely forgotten. Therefore, I wanted to pass on my 'Xie Family Bow Technique', even if only one person remembered it, it was also the proof that I, Xie Luohe, was born in the world."

An inexplicable strange feeling surged into Zheng Xiu's heart.

Zheng Xiu listened to Xie Luohe's words, and he knew that in later generations, someone was indeed using the "Xie's bow technique", and that person was even slaughtered by him.

Zheng Xiu didn’t know whether he was carrying forward or not, but it was indeed passed down.

Zheng Xiu didn't expect that this method was used.

However, the reason why Zheng Xiu felt strange was not because Xie Luohe had the intention to recruit disciples, nor because he killed "Kuilang" in later generations. It was because Zheng Xiu knew very well that his experiences in ghosts are all illusory.

Since the influence of Gongsun Mo's memory disappeared, everything Zheng Xiu experienced in the world in the painting was born by his choice and his experience, not because of Gongsun Mo's memory.

Zheng Xiu suddenly woke up. Before he knew it, he and Xie Luohe still walked to the desert. He stopped here. Xie Luohe had the intention of accepting disciples and inherited her bow skills in the desert.

Everything echoed the history that Zheng Xiu knew.

It seems to be destined in the dark.

But this is impossible.

Why?

The strange sense of incongruity fermented more and more intensely in Zheng Xiu's heart.

Xie Luohe is worthy of being Xie Luohe. He said the first two things, the third thing is hidden, and he said with a smile, "Keep confidential".

the next day.

Xie Luohe informed the great elder of the Scarlet Tribe of this statement.

When the elder heard this, he actually had such a good thing, so he naturally agreed repeatedly.

After being happy for a moment, the elder even handed over an idle empty house to Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu, saying that they were asking them to do some small business here, take root in Richan Town, and settle here.

The customs and customs of Richan Town are far from that of Daqian, and occasionally merchants from various countries in the Western Regions stay here.

When the elder brought the two of them to the idle empty house, they had just stepped over the lintel, and the sign on the beam of the house dropped and broke into two pieces.

There are two middle characters on the plaque that cannot be seen clearly, only one end and one end, namely the characters "dragon" and "stack".

"Long... Gate Inn?" Zheng Xiu was stunned.

When Xie Luohe heard this, he was very happy and touched his chin to make a decision: "Then let's open an inn. I'll be the boss's wife, you are the boss. I'm here, when I was going to take the apprentice, you would stay in the store to see the store."

While looking forward to the little days, Xie Luohe muttered happily.

"etc!"

The incident of Xie Luohe taking disciples was extremely frightened when he thought about it carefully, which made Zheng Xiu feel inexplicably that he didn't want to continue to follow Xie Luohe's intentions.

Xie Luohe glanced in confusion, with the meaning of inquiry.

"I don't care about the inn, but the name is not 'Longmen Inn'."

"Why?" Xie Luohe asked with his head tilted.

“Unlucky.”

"Why is it unlucky?" Xie Luohe couldn't understand.

"I am good at naming." Zheng Xiu thought for a while and carefully proposed his thoughts: "Why not open a pleasure boat, how about it?"

"Pleasure boat?"

Zheng Xiu nodded: "It takes a lot of time for you to teach your apprentice. I can continue to draw and practice... to improve my painting skills. Richan Town is now few visitors, and we have to drink the northwest wind just by opening an inn."

The elder heard the discussion between the two people on the side, and Kuoqi said that all the food and accommodation expenses they had in the Richan Valley were borne by their scorching sun tribe, so there was no need to worry.

The scorching tribes have young and middle-aged people going out to hunt and transport water sources every day. Women will plant cereals and mulberry and hemp in the oasis, so food, clothing, housing and transportation are not a problem.

"Look."

Xie Luohe pointed to the elder, saying that Zheng Xiu was too worried.

With her prestige in the Suncicada Valley, she will never starve to death.

Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth and decided to meet his preferences: "How about it, it's better to call it 'Mohexuan'?"

When Xie Luohe heard this, his expression was slightly stunned, he squinted his eyes and smiled, his red lips opened slightly, and he did not refuse again.

"Okay, you have the final say."

Day 3.

The elder summoned the young and middle-aged people of the tribe and formed a group in a mighty manner. In the oasis closest to the Richan Valley, he pulled up the fence and laid many grass and wood people to serve as targets.

With more people and more power, a simple shooting range was built in just two days.

Xie Luohe was not just a talk. She seemed to really want to pass on her "Xie's bow technique".

In fact, Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu knew very well that her bow technique could only pass on the skin, and her Xie's bow technique could not exert any real power without "thoracic" assistance.

But Xie Luohe was very interested in this. After the shooting range was built, she rode the camel "Xiaomo" on her new bow and left the town before dawn every day.

When Zheng Xiu woke up, he saw a hot bun and goat milk on the table, but he could not see it.

"Let her."

Zheng Xiu became increasingly unable to understand what Xie Luohe was thinking.

While Xie Luohe was not around, Zheng Xiu spent a few days to clean the "Mohexuan". He chose a high-quality poplar tree in the town, peeled it and flattened it himself, and carved the three words "Mohexuan" on the brand new plaque with a knife.

"Gongsun Mo...Xie Luohe..."

The three words with a very charming charm were completed. Zheng Xiu looked at the words "mo" and "he" on the plaque, and felt a little uncomfortable. He laughed at himself and brought a ladder to hang the new plaque.

At noon, a brand new "Mohexuan" appeared in Richan Town.

The elder seemed to not understand the etiquette and customs of opening a new store. It would be fine if he didn't follow the gifts. He even deliberately accidentally brought a group of bare butts tossed in the store, leaving behind a piss in the corner.

He bombed the children and elders away with anger and amused.

As the remaining paper became less and less, Zheng Xiu did not intend to waste paper and ink. After thinking about it, he used a basin to get a basin of fine sand outside the Richan Valley and moved it back to Mohexuan.

When Xie Luohe came back from outside the Richan Valley in a dusty manner, he carried a few dead vultures.

“Add a meal tonight!”

The yard they live in is not far from Mohexuan.

Xie Luohe hung a simple bent bow and quiver on the wall. As soon as he came back, he saw a sand basin in the yard. Xie Luohe drew water from the well by the well and asked curiously: "What is this?"

"Sand painting."

“Is it fun?”

"Come on, I'll show you some new tricks."

Seeing that Xie Luohe seemed interested, Zheng Xiu stretched out his finger in front of Xie Luohe and fiddled on the sand.

On the soft and flat sand, as Zheng Xiu fiddled with his fingertips, several small swords formed on the sand.

"……ugly."

Xie Luohe made a comment honestly.

"hehe."
To be continued...