Chapter 222: The Entrance to Eternal Darkness (5200 words chapter)
Chapter 222 The Entrance to Everlasting Darkness (5200 words long chapter)
Author: Bachelor in White
Chapter 222 The Entrance to Everlasting Darkness (5200 words long chapter)
Just do it.
Zheng Xiu was never a person who looked forward and backward.
Otherwise, you will not be the richest man.
Things have been arranged.
Zheng Xiu asked Qing Shisan to arrest "guilty" people from time to time and send them to the "Infinite Purgatory" to be whipped, fried, and scissored, constantly strengthening the impression of "Infinite Purgatory" among the people of the imperial city.
Now, as long as he is in Zheng's house, Zheng Xiu can connect with the prison in his heart and bring the "prisoner" online.
After a lively dinner.
Zheng Xiu used "taking a bath" as an excuse to "wander" out of his body.
The human soul leaves the body and floats lightly into the night sky.
After the death of the crow keeper, Ye Weiyang was dead in name only. The raven noisy no longer existed in the night sky, and Zheng Xiu was even more unscrupulous in his actions with human souls.
Under the cover of the night, Zheng Xiu changed a dozen postures in the night sky, feeling the night breeze flowing through his body. Soon he arrived near the palace.
Of course, Zheng Xiu's posture may seem arrogant, but in fact he is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and he is very careful.
The longer I have been in the profession, the more I understand that there are endless strange and miraculous arts in the profession of thaumaturgy. A seemingly inconspicuous guard may have miraculous arts targeting human souls. Don't be careless.
Cross-legged in the sky above the imperial city, he watched the firelight move in the palace. After briefly calculating the movement routes of the palace guards, Zheng Xiu chose a hiding place outside the high wall of the palace and went straight into the ground.
Even though Zheng Xiu has been sitting in the underground secret room of the palace for hundreds of years from the perspective of "Gongsun Mo", he doesn't know where the entrance to the secret room is. However, the advantage of the [fugue] posture is that it can penetrate any obstacles and all walls in front of the human soul. They are all in name only.
After a while, Zheng Xiu successfully found the secret room. The secret room under the palace was spacious and spacious. Zheng Xiu went in the right direction and found it easily.
There was deathly silence in the dark hollow, and occasionally there was the sound of long and narrow winds in the sky.
Jingle bell! Jingle bell!
On the upper level of the hollow, there are many cages hanging on chains, and in the cages lie the corpses of long-dead people.
Zheng Xiu fell to the ground, and at this moment he was using the incarnation of "Zheng E".
It was pitch black all around, and Zheng Xiu could barely make out the scenery around him in the darkness.
"There are many differences from a hundred years ago."
Zheng Xiu thought to himself.
Zheng Xiu looked back and saw that there was a door behind him. When he landed, it happened to be not far from the entrance. After thinking for a moment, Zheng Xiu suppressed the idea of exploring where the entrance was. Where the entrance was was not important to him, as long as he could come in. That’s it.
At this time, a vague suction force came from the front, and Zheng Xiu's consciousness was in a trance. It was an indescribable wonderful feeling. As long as Zheng Xiu's attention was slightly focused on that "suction force", In an instant, he had the illusion of "floating up into the clouds," "ebbing and flowing," and "falling heavily to the ground," which made him moan uncontrollably.
But soon, he was so frightened that he was sweating coldly because of his inexplicable "sense of climax". The human soul cannot easily approach there! After waking up, he quickly solidified his avatar and stepped firmly on the floor.
At this point, the strange slurping force disappeared.
There was a hint of horror in Zheng Xiu's eyes. His guess was correct. There was indeed a place that was extremely close to constant darkness!
Approaching as a human soul, he could clearly feel the... "temptation" from Chang An!
Yes, temptation.
Although it was only a momentary experience, the feeling even made Zheng Xiu know the taste, and he had the urge to lean in and be sucked dry. "Pah!" Zheng Xiu clenched his right fist and slapped his left palm, and finally I figured out how to describe the feeling of being attracted to Chang An.
"It's as if there is a voluptuous beauty hiding there, seducing me with all kinds of postures."
This feeling is correct.
Thinking with lingering fear, the little pony boy walked forward in the dark.
A rancid smell wafted over.
Coiling dragon pillars as thick as five people's arms were erected as supports for the underground palace.
Zheng Xiu looked around and saw that there were no such pillars before.
"Crack!"
Zheng Xiu stepped on something, leaned over and saw long-dead ravens lying on the ground, with a group of fat white maggots swimming on their backs on the rotting flesh.
Get up and continue walking forward, crossing a narrow bridge, under which is a "pool".
Zheng Xiu took a quick look and saw that the pool was filled not with water, but with corpses. Most of the corpses were separated, and the style of prison uniforms could be vaguely distinguished from the rotten clothes.
"Death row prisoners? What are you doing here?"
Zheng Xiu squinted to make out the difference, the scene in front of him was beyond imagination.
This is a dead man's pool.
Soon, Zheng Xiu walked across the narrow bridge and came to an empty platform.
No, it’s not nothing!
Zheng Xiu stood on the edge of the platform, with hairs all over his body. It was as if a bucket of ice water had poured him from head to toe, making his heart feel cold. Zheng Xiu couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Crazy! It's just crazy!"
In the center of the platform, a palm-sized gray "mirror" floats in the air.
The "mirror surface" is smooth, and from time to time, the phantom of a few red flowers floats through the "mirror surface".
It's a passage!
The passage to everlasting darkness!
Zheng Xiu originally thought that due to Gongsun Mo's actions back then, a place where human souls gathered was born underground in the palace, almost like a ghost, very close to Chang An. But Zheng Xiu only guessed half of it right.
It's not that there is a place close to Everlasting Darkness underground under the palace, but that there is a direct link to Everlasting Darkness here...
Entrance!
"What's behind Chang An?"
“What do you get when you put your hand in there?”
"Can a living person squeeze through?"
"What's going to come out of there?"
"Is there immortality inside?"
"Is there any invincibility?"
"Are you happy?"
As he got closer to the entrance, countless distracting thoughts arose in Zheng Xiu's heart. For a moment, countless crazy emotions such as greed, struggle, lust, hatred, and longing appeared in Zheng Xiu's eyes.
Every time a thought came to his mind, Zheng Xiu couldn't help but take a step forward.
With every step he took, a distracting thought arose in his mind.
At the end, Zheng Xiu came to the "mirror", and there were incomprehensible murmurs and squeaks echoing in his ears. They were all noises. But these noises were like the coquettish and charming sounds of women, which made him look intoxicated.
"Meow!"
"We can't go any further!"
Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth and slapped his ears with his palms together, but it had no effect on the chatter in his ears. In desperation, Zheng Xiu knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he directly canceled the [Wandering] posture and disappeared into a puff of smoke at the "entrance" forward.
When you come to your senses.
The water in Zheng Xiu's bath had already cooled down, and he was breathing heavily in the water.
"call,"
There was a sigh from above his head. Zheng Xiu looked up blankly and saw a scene that made him laugh.
Feng Bei was dressed in black, with her arms folded across her chest, and a sneer on her face. A little Feng Meow squatted above her head, also holding her chest with both hands. One person and one cat stood quietly by the bathtub in this weird folding posture. Look at him.
"I……"
Zheng Xiu wanted to explain, but he suddenly remembered that he was naked, and subconsciously clamped his legs to cover it.
"Stop talking, get up first, you're catching a cold." Feng Bei interrupted Zheng Xiu, took out a thick towel and asked Zheng Xiu to get up. When he noticed Zheng Xiu's movements, Feng Bei rolled his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.
: "What are you covering with? It's not like I haven't used it before."
Zheng Xiu was stunned. Feng Bei's tone and expression when he spoke made Zheng Xiu seem to see Xie Luohe standing there.
After getting dressed.
Have your servants move the tub away.
The little Fengmiao jumped down from Fengbei's head and slipped away from the window.
"Tell me, where did you go?"
Feng Bei was sitting on the bedside with bare feet, her round and white arches showing a perfect arc, slightly curled up, and her legs crossed, looking like a queen asking questions.
"Gudong!"
Zheng Xiu swallowed hard and struggled to look away from Feng Bei's little feet. He suddenly remembered the ten years of pleasure in bed between the couple in the valley. But at this time, let alone being happy, a dishonest person might be betrayed.
Beaten to death. He could only honestly tell what he saw and heard under the palace.
Feng Bei listened from beginning to end. There was no emotion of shock or surprise on her face. When she heard "almost sucked away by Chang An", Feng Bei clenched her fists tightly, as if she was holding back the blow to Zheng Xiu's face.
The urge to punch twice: "Aren't you worried that you are in danger?"
Zheng Xiu explained with a smile: "Don't worry, you don't know that even if my incarnation dies, it won't really die."
"But that's Ever Dark!"
Feng Bei grabbed Zheng Xiu and threw him on the bed. He wrapped himself in a quilt and punched and kicked Zheng Xiu.
boom!
The bed collapsed!
The two fell together.
After rolling in bed for half the night, the sound was heard outside the house.
Qing Shisan, who was squatting on the roof, heard the sound of the bed board collapsing and sighed: "You are truly worthy of being a master."
inside the house.
Feng Bei, who had regained her composure, looked at her hands blankly. She didn't know why she couldn't hold it back just now.
"Being like a spoiled child" may not be tolerated by ordinary people, and they may be beaten to death.
He had even used [Unbreakable] just now, and the hammer made a clanging sound, and Feng Bei's palm was like hitting a steel plate.
"In short, under the palace, there is an 'entrance' to Everlasting Darkness, which is fixed there."
Zheng Xiu observed what was happening and saw that Feng Bei's anger had subsided before he returned to business: "Although I have personally experienced Gongsun Mo's memories in the world in the painting, Gongsun Mo's paintings only cover the moment when the pen was put down. What happened after the pen was put down.
, he was no longer able to continue painting. It was very likely that he had been taken away at that moment."
"What I didn't expect was that there was an 'entrance' there. This should be the reason why Zhu has never dared to approach the imperial city."
"It's just that what I can't understand now is whether the existence of this 'entrance' was an accident or whether it was part of Zhu's plan."
At present, it seems that even if Zhu is not an immortal, he still has a lifespan far longer than that of ordinary people. He has almost endless time to plan. This bottomless and historical plan makes Zheng Xiu extremely afraid. Rather than
Unexpectedly, Zheng Xiu is more willing to believe that this is Zhu Zai's last move for the next hundred years.
For example, in the experience of the world in the painting, Zhu chose Cheng Xiao, Lou Mengkong, and Xie Luohe two hundred years ago. And Xie Luohe's death also caused Gongsun Mo to be tricked and volunteered to become the "human pillar" for the next hundred years.
Zheng Xiu is always frightened every time he thinks about this interlocking layout for hundreds of years.
"Besides, I saw a pool of dead people there. If I guessed correctly, to maintain the 'entrance', human souls must be continuously... fed." Zheng Xiu thought about it for a moment and used the word "feeding" Words to describe the feeling it gave him.
"With four points in the human soul, enough 'directions' can penetrate the barrier between eternal darkness and eternal life. But once a stable channel is formed, I think that as long as you feed a little from time to time to keep the channel from closing, that will be fine. Obviously , this 'entrance' was left on purpose."
Feng Bei listened silently, a little distracted. She seemed to still be confused and confused about her actions just now. She clearly felt that when she beat Zheng Xiu, she was "that part" of "Xie Luohe" It's causing trouble.
"Promise me," Feng Bei put her long hair behind her ears and said with a calm and unfazed expression, "Don't go there again in the future."
"Okay." Zheng Xiu agreed.
Feng Bei was confused: "Guarantee?"
"I swear." Zheng Xiu raised three fingers: "If you go there secretly again, will I have a baby..."
"Don't... that's all." Feng Bei glared at Zheng Xiu, quickly covered Zheng Xiu's mouth, and then sighed: "As long as you promise."
Feng Bei stood up and prepared to leave.
Zheng Xiu tried to persuade him to stay: "You see it's late at night. It seems inappropriate to walk out of my room in the middle of the night. How about you just stay here tonight?"
Feng Bei broke out the window with a red face.
The next day.
The whistles in Zheng's house are constantly blowing, with ups and downs, and they sound like a little song together.
As soon as Zheng Xiu went out, he saw Qing Pi greeting him with a wicked smile, giving him two thumbs up, praising him for being so powerful that he couldn't stand his bed. Zheng Xiu couldn't argue, so he couldn't say that he was beaten by Feng Bei. I can only accept the rumors with my head held high.
The next step was to change the bed. The old bed was in ruins. When the new bed was moved in with great fanfare, Zheng Erniang pulled Zheng Xiu aside with a strange look on her face. She blushed and warned Zheng Xiu to be careful. She said that you were just recovering from a serious illness. Don't break your body by tossing it.
Zheng Xiu looked at the ginseng, velvet antler, angelica, wolfberry, and epimedium floating in the breakfast soup. He knew that Er Niang had misunderstood, so he could only swallow the Dabu soup silently.
As a man, you can never go wrong with taking more supplements.
Yueyan sent back news from time to time, but there was still no movement from Ye Weiyang.
In the next few days, many visitors came to Zheng's house.
The three princes each sent people to bring heavy gifts, including gold, silver, jewelry, calligraphy, paintings, and toys, and even some snow lotus seeds from Tianyin Mountain. After the ancestor worship ceremony on March 3, Zheng Xiu became a favorite again. Now, the three princes are showing their goodwill to Marquis Zhonglie in their own ways.
This was a normal thing. But then, when many high-ranking officials in the court whose names and faces Zheng Xiu could not remember came to visit them from time to time to establish relationships, Zheng Xiu smelled something unusual.
It was as if...the entire court, except for Old Wei, had gone to his Zheng family.
"What's going on?"
When Zheng Xiu was worried about the gifts piled up in the yard, the doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper.
During this period, Jiang Gaoyi, who was in a high position, came here.
Zheng Xiu warmly welcomed him as a guest of honor and presented him with good tea. Jiang Gaoyi lamented and expressed his feelings in obscure words about the turbulent undercurrent in the court these days.
"I can be regarded as... surviving a disaster!"
Jiang Gaoyi used the words "survival after the disaster" to illustrate the danger at that time. He had no position to begin with. Once the crown prince of Wei Li was one of the three adult princes, officials in the court would most likely come.
A secret change of blood.
Lao Wei's move of establishing the fourth prince as the crown prince made Jiang Gaoyi extremely admired by the emperor and lamented that the emperor's heart was unpredictable.
"By the way, what did you see on my face?"
Zheng Xiu remembered that Jiang Gaoyi had inadvertently glimpsed the door and could "observe words and colors."
The relationship between Jiang Gaoyi and Zheng Xiu was a relationship that was forged in prison. There was no excuse. He carefully looked at Zheng Xiu's face and said: "Master Hou has 'pain' written on his left cheek and 'joy' written on his right cheek. I don't know what's going on.
Why?"
When Zheng Xiu heard this, he was very excited. Even you can tell that I am in pain and happiness. After a few cups of tea, Jiang Gaoyi was busy with government affairs and left in a hurry. Zheng Xiu personally went to the door and talked to Jiang Gaoyi.
I am in a happy mood. I am remembering the bitterness and remembering the sweetness.
Early May.
The elusive knife loaner Sun Erming came by once. He asked with a sad face about borrowing the knife in the first place.
"Master Zheng, haven't you fulfilled my maxim yet?"
Sun Erming still had a piece of dog skin plaster on his face. Seeing Zheng Xiu's expression of confusion and amnesia, Sun Erming grimaced and gestured with his hands to show the appearance of the knife from back then. Zheng Xiu then remembered that "back then", he had practiced training to pluck wool.
The "painter" bought an antique carving knife from Sun Erming, a relic of a famous craftsman. He carved a "Statue of Fengbei" in his study, which has not yet been completed.
But now his career as a [painter] has almost come to an end by chance. He has even acquired [painter]'s weird things, and this small carving knife has become a dispensable thing. So Zheng Xiu asked tentatively: "
Can I... give it back to you?"
He thought of the prophecy of Sun Erming, the man who borrowed the knife, and it seemed that it almost came true when the world in the painting came out. If the monk was really taken away by Fan Yao, Zheng Xiu thought about the situation at that time and silently felt lucky for the monk.
"No!" Sun Erming shook his head: "What I saw is bound to happen! Even if you return the carving knife to me, my 'motto' will definitely happen."
Zheng Xiu's face became solemn.
When Sun Erming learned that Zheng Xiu had not yet reached the moment when the proverb was fulfilled, he left in despair. Before leaving, he murmured: "The moment has not yet come."
From this point of view, his cultivation seems to be stuck at Zheng Xiu.
After sending Sun Erming away.
In the next few days, the threshold of their Zheng family was almost breached, and almost all officials from the court, high and low, came to visit.
In the past, his "Zhongliehou" had an empty title and no real power. Apart from being the richest man in the world, he should have nothing to please them with. But when the officials from the DPRK came here, they neither talked about money nor matters.
It seemed that he really cared about Mr. Hou's health.
As the saying goes, when something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Zheng Xiu thought this phenomenon was extremely weird, but he couldn't ask questions, so he could only give in. For a while, just accepting guests made Zheng Xiu very busy.
Until one day in mid-May.
The continuous rain that had fallen for a month stopped and the sky cleared up.
An exquisite carriage stopped in front of Zheng's house. The driver Kong Wuli and the beautiful maid in a goose-yellow dress politely knocked on the door of Zheng's house and whispered the identity of the visitor.
At this moment, Zheng Xiu was lying in the yard basking in the long-lost sun. Taking advantage of Feng Bei's absence, Zhi Zhi and Ping Ping were waiting beside him. Zhi Zhi used magic skills to squeeze Zheng Xiu's shoulders with extremely smooth hands.
Ping Ze thoughtfully brought cakes to Zheng Xiu's mouth, and from time to time told interesting stories about her hometown of ancient Persia.
At this moment, a figure fell down, his face covered by a hood, and the skill of the Hidden Blade could be faintly seen in his long sleeves.
"master."
He glanced at Zhizhi and Pingping.
"But it doesn't matter."
"The emperor is here."
The Brotherhood Assassin got the words and whispered.
Zheng Xiu sat up straight in an instant, his eyes focused.