When Zheng Erniang looked at Zheng Xiu with familiar features, her mind froze, she stood up in shock, and asked repeatedly whose family the child belonged to.
Now the focus inside and outside the room fell entirely on a handsome young man in the room.
Even the brotherhood members hibernating on the roof, in the courtyard, in the shadows.
Many people subconsciously pricked up their ears and secretly said that this melon is really big.
Zheng Xiu became the focus.
In an instant, this situation gave Zheng Xiu the illusion that several girlfriends had accidentally bumped into each other, creating a spark of love.
But the problem is not big, it is a small scene.
Zheng Xiusheng was afraid that his [Evil Boy] incarnation would touch the strange magic skills performed by the unknown magician again, so he could only say to Zhizhi and the others: "Quickly find some trustworthy people, and quickly cook some meat porridge for Er Niang to satisfy her hunger."
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Zheng Xiu blinked at Zhizhi, his eyes seeming to say do you still want to be your wife that night?
Zhizhi instantly understood, nodded, and took the order to do it.
Although Zheng Erniang opened her eyes and spoke, she was so weak after not having food or water for several days that she muttered in a daze and fell back to sleep.
Zheng Xiu walked out of the house, and everyone, including Feng Bei, was still staring.
Zheng Xiu smiled and said: "It's a long story, and I won't be able to explain it for a while."
Qing Shisan coughed twice: "Actually, Master, please keep your story short."
If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb.
Zheng Xiu glared at Qing Shisan and blew two low-pitched whistles: Shut up.
Qing Shisan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became solemn. He was now ninety-nine percent convinced that this young master was really the blood of Mr. Zheng, otherwise he would not have known the brotherhood's communication whistle so clearly.
Since he said "Zheng Shan" out of thin air, he also claimed to be "a descendant of Zheng Shan"... On the thirteenth day of Qing Dynasty, Ji Hongou and others looked at the calm Feng Bei at the same time, and they suddenly understood.
It turns out there is another story in it!
Master Zheng, Master Zheng!
I never thought you were this kind of person!
The boy's ambiguous answer caused everyone in the room to think about the story of Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiu added: "You know very well what kind of person my father is, and he will never expose my existence unless necessary."
Zheng Xiu's words can be described as "one father, two uses".
Whether they were the Zheng family members who thought his father was Zheng Xiu, or Feng Bei who thought his father was Zheng Shan, they understood for a moment and nodded secretly.
After a night of tossing, Zheng Xiu's pattern was gradually opened up.
The family members, brotherhood, and Zheng Erniang are temporarily stable.
After telling Qingpi to shut up, others did not dare to say anything.
The master is not here, the young master has the final say.
Everyone stayed away from Fengbei, as if they were treating a god of plague.
Everyone in the circle knows that Ye Weiyang, Shang Xian San, Feng Bei, kills people without blinking an eye, and leaves no one alive under his command.
Zheng Xiu raised his fingers towards Fengbei and said, "Sister Fengbei, please lend me a step to speak!"
Feng Bei was slightly startled, his hands clasped behind his back, twitching uneasily.
After a moment, Feng Bei nodded: "Okay."
Feng Bei was in a very complicated mood at the moment.
She has actually been searching for Zheng Shan's whereabouts for these years.
Twenty years ago, in Baili Village, a tough man named Zheng Shan not only saved her life, but even brought the first ray of light into Fengbei's dim life.
She will never forget that Zheng Shan took him to fly high in the sky, through the dark night, and let the morning light illuminate her face.
Feng Bei was born with an ominous nature, killing all her relatives and friends, and anyone who touched her would die. But that night, Zheng Shan held her hand.
Feng Bei joined Ye Weiyang just to secretly find Zheng Shan's whereabouts.
In Baili Village, she witnessed Zheng Shan's transformation with her own eyes and knew that Zheng Shan was not a mortal, but most likely a magician.
Ye Weiyang specializes in handling strange cases. Feng Bei feels that through these strange cases, news related to Zheng Shan may be found.
Now, although Zheng Shan has not been found, she has found Zheng Shan's son.
Twenty years of hard searching, and now it was right in front of him, which made Feng Bei feel a little uneasy.
The two came to the courtyard.
After blowing the whistle to stop the brothers from eavesdropping, Zheng Xiu prepared to talk.
Feng Bei silently took two steps back.
Zheng Xiu was stunned for a moment. When he thought of Feng Bei's special physique, he suddenly felt enlightened.
Feng Bei is still the kind-hearted girl she was back then. She is worried that she will hurt the young master.
In fact, Zheng Xiu is still not sure if he shakes hands with Feng Bei and the other party will kill him with a slap. In the ghost white carp village, Feng Bei reached out and hugged Feng Nantian, and Feng Nantian instantly transformed into The scene of countless broken pieces was still fresh in Zheng Xiu's memory.
He is not afraid of ghosts, but now that Zheng Xiu is traveling in the form of [a wandering spirit], Zheng Xiu is not sure.
Zheng Xiu's body should be fine if his incarnation dies, but Zheng Xiu is reluctant to part with this little top-notch trumpet.
Feng Bei was silent. She didn't take the initiative to mention it, but her left eye was looking at Zheng Xiu and never moved away, as if she was waiting for an answer.
Zheng Xiu thought for a while: "You want to ask if my father is still alive?"
Feng Bei nodded.
Nowadays, Zheng Xiu is getting more and more comfortable with the rhetoric of "creating a father out of nothing", and he immediately said: "My father is still alive."
We can't say that Zheng Shan is dead. What if we still need to use that avatar to appear?
Feng Bei asked: "What about Senior Zheng..."
"Retreat, practice quietly, live in seclusion."
"Retreat? Hidden cultivation?"
"As we all know, my father was born in a family of painters, and he is practicing painting skills in seclusion."
Feng Bei suddenly understood and secretly thought that was the case.
After briefly exposing the matter, Zheng Xiu observed Feng Bei's reaction, and the other party seemed to believe it.
Zheng Xiu added a few more sentences and easily established the image of a reclusive master for his "Zheng Shan's father".
The general meaning is: My father expected that something happened to the Zheng family, so he asked me to be born to help the Zheng family solve their problems.
This reason sounds far-fetched even to Zheng Xiu, but Feng Bei still believes it.
Perhaps because of his love for the house and the crow, Fengbei has imagined the great image of Zheng Shan in his mind countless times over the years.
Now that his son has appeared, how can Feng Bei not believe it.
so similar.
It was all made by Zheng Xiu himself, and the two sides resemble each other. It’s not surprising, Zheng’s bloodline can explain everything.
After gaining Feng Bei's trust, Zheng Xiu thought of what happened tonight.
"Er Niang... ahem, I mean my cousin." Zheng Xiu paused, recalculated his seniority in his mind, and spoke again: "They said it was inseparable from the peace talisman, and the peace talisman, I got it from a place called Xiangu Temple."
"Xiangu Temple." Feng Bei nodded, wrote down the name, and said, "It doesn't matter, I will take action."
"Of course it's wonderful!" Zheng Xiu knew that Feng Bei's strength was terrifying. No, it was no longer called strength. It was called a human weapon. Anyone who touched it would die. With such a ferocious ability, Zheng Xiu was basically sure that he could really speed pass this time. The ghost is here, and I have been waiting for Feng Bei's words for a long time.
After thinking about it, Zheng Xiu asked with a shy face: "Sister Fengbei, can I go to the Xiangu Temple with you? I'm worried about my cousin's safety!"
Feng Bei glanced at Zheng Xiu, without any doubt, and nodded: "Of course, but you need to stay with Feng Bei and don't stay away."
The moment Feng Bei said these words.
Zheng Xiu felt an itching sensation from the pimple on his forehead.
This unprepared itching made Zheng Xiu stunned for a moment.
Words appeared before my eyes.
[You have discovered the inn and can reach "Inn·Executioner·Dingwei·Fengbei".]
[Inn: Fengbei, I didn’t resist your entry.]
【You have permission to enter the inn.】
【You can enter the inn and stay at any time.】
Zheng Xiu was stunned by the sudden appearance.
Station?
Fengbei??
Entering the inn Fengbei???
There are a lot of weird things happening tonight, but this is the weirdest thing.
At this moment, Zheng Xiu appeared in the form of [Fugue] and could not enter the mind prison for a look. Feng Bei took a look at the sky and made an agreement with Zheng Xiu to set off to Xiangu Temple early tomorrow morning. Before it gets dark, he should be able to find out what was done to Zheng Erniang.
The mastermind behind the thaumaturgy can return to the imperial city the next day after finishing the work.
Moreover, when Feng Bei said goodbye to Zheng Xiu politely, she also said that she had to check the other cases to see if they were related to Xiangu Temple.
After Feng Bei left, Zheng Xiu returned to the east chamber courtyard, and his servants reported back. The two mothers had just eaten and fell asleep, so Zheng Xiu felt at ease.
Da Lieli moved into the main house of the family owner. As Zheng Xiu's son, it was reasonable and no one else suspected it.
At this point, Zheng Xiu felt mentally exhausted, and an urging suction came from his body.
After returning from his wandering, Zheng Xiu opened his eyes on Wangtian Prison, bathed in the moonlight night.
The surroundings were quiet as usual, and Zheng Xiu vaguely heard the groans of the prisoners coming from below.
"By the way, let's take a look at the new Ghost Fairy Temple and what's going on at the inn Fengbei."
Zheng Xiu remembered the two newly appeared places, with a strange look on his face. He closed his eyes again, and his consciousness escaped and entered the prison of his mind.