Xia Xian Si used the raven to send back the blood book, revealing a piece of information.
Since the blood letter was returned, contact with Shuzhou has been cut off. Ye Weiyang sent many night guards to search Xia Xiansi, but there was no news.
"It's cold."
The young man said with regret.
Although Yue Yan's description is not certain, this situation must have been an accident if nothing unexpected happened.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet for a while.
After the silence, Yue Yan said: "The Night Lord means to let the three masters of Shangxian take action."
After saying that, Yue Yan glanced at Feng Bei's black silk gloves intentionally or unintentionally.
To others, "taking action" may mean something else.
But for Feng Bei, the meaning of "taking action" is really just "taking action".
What happened next made Dou Xie and Yue Yan feel incredible.
After Feng Bei heard the whole story, his first reaction was to look back at the young man and ask softly: "Do you... want to go?"
Ah this.
Yue Yan and Dou Xie were dumbfounded at the same time.
Not only the two stars, but Zheng Xiu himself was also a little surprised.
Why did Feng Bei ask this?
Is she sure she's interested?
but.
Zheng Xiu, I am really interested.
Not to mention working with Feng Bei, the chance of encountering weird things like ghosts and Chang An is far higher than other people. After all, we are the only star of the sky. How can we get a good reputation if we don't run into something? But the biggest reason for Zheng Xiu's interest is not a simple trick, but the cannibalistic painting in the secret blood letter that Ye Weiyang sent back after entering Shuzhou.
These three words were like a tempting riddle, making Zheng Xiu think about it.
"I will think about it?"
Zheng Xiu asked tentatively to see Feng Bei's reaction.
"Okay, if... you want to go, I'll leave tomorrow at the latest."
Yue Yan later added that after being exhausted in front of Zheng's house last night, Xu Shu and Taurus, two of the Northern Seven Stars, had already gone together, mounted fast horses, and rushed to Shuzhou overnight.
Ye Weiyang's people are all over the world, and they are stationed in the seven constellations in the north: Dou Xie, Taurus, Earth Bat, Xu Rat, Yue Yan, Room Pig, and Bi Shui. If they don't distinguish between the body and the vest, Zheng Xiu almost went around to see them.
As for Xingxu's strength, except for Dou Xie, who was still relatively stretched after being promoted, he recognized Yueyan's strength. Zheng Xiu, who had a certain understanding of Xingxu's strength, secretly thought that this "cannibal painting" eucalyptus has now become After folding four constellations and entering one in December, we can see how dangerous it is and how unusual it is.
Night Lord finally asked Feng Bei to take action, which was reasonable and reasonable.
But when Zheng Xiu returned to the study, copying books and thinking about it, he always felt that something was wrong.
Xiangu Temple existed for twenty years;
"Cannibal paintings" are caused by the strange paintings of Gongsun Mo, a ghost painter from a hundred years ago;
After so many years without any incident, Zheng Xiu always felt that this incident happened too coincidentally.
After finishing today's homework for the "evil boy", the evil boy still hasn't seen the door related to [Literati], so he worked all day in vain.
But Zheng Xiu was not in a hurry about this. After Zheng Shan transformed into the [Painter], Zheng Xiu knew that if he wanted to get a glimpse of the door, he could not reach the sky overnight. This needs to be accumulated over time and gradually, and eventually it will be achieved gradually.
The evil boy's knowledge is still growing slowly, which is a bit promising. It’s all in vain, not entirely in vain.
Returning to the dungeon, Zheng Xiu entered the heart prison.
Looking at the three clones on the table, Zheng Xiu hesitated again and again, thinking that going out at this time was not a bad thing.
He was just looking for an opportunity to lure out the third clone, so that he could gain experience in Zheng's house in a reasonable manner. He used an alt account to go out with Feng Bei, and another Juggernaut alt account just came online, which could reduce the risk of being exposed.
Feng Bei's eyes always made Zheng Xiu feel like she had noticed something. But her reaction didn't look like it. Such an ambiguous attitude gave Zheng Xiu a headache.
"Cannibalism, cannibalism, cannibalism."
Zheng Xiu's eyes passed over the three clones standing with their eyes closed.
He had a vague feeling that he might be able to get more benefits by using the male painter to attack during this trip.
For a while, Zheng Xiu couldn't understand what the feeling of Namo Lake was. He could only attribute it to the function of [intuition].
At dinner time, Zheng Xiu hid in the cell on the pretext of being unwell, while Zheng E, a young man, went online to eat.
Feng Bei can now stay at Zheng's house without any scruples. It seems like it has become her second home. Everyone, including Zheng Erniang, is no longer afraid of her as they were at the beginning. At the reunion banquet, except for those ominous hands, Feng Bei behaved like a normal person. He was also a bit introverted and shy. He also picked up food for the young master. As long as he didn't get too close, it seemed that Nothing to be afraid of.
After dinner, the young man and Feng Bei watched the stars and the moon in the yard.
In the yard, Feng Bei stood there with his hands behind his back, saying nothing, like a tall pine tree standing in the snow.
She rarely takes the initiative to speak.
Zheng Xiu knew that Feng Bei "doted" on him, so he took the initiative to ask with a shy face: "Sister Feng Bei, if I don't want to go to Shuzhou, what should I do?"
Feng Bei, who was as motionless as a sculpture, finally moved. He turned back and smiled at the young man: "It doesn't matter. If you don't want to go, then you won't go."
"But..." The young man showed a troubled expression: "But if there are really cannibal paintings that endanger the people, if we don't find a way to get rid of them, more people will die."
Feng Bei's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "Not bad."
"I would be a little worried if Sister Fengbei is allowed to go to Shuzhou alone."
The corners of Feng Bei's mouth raised slightly: "Are you worried?"
"Ahem, I'm not saying that I'm not confident about Sister Fengbei's strength. I'm saying that when you go out, the weather is unpredictable and people's hearts are unpredictable. There is a word called 'accident', do you understand? It's impossible for everything to go as planned in this world. , It is impossible to go as you wish everywhere. The word "accident" is both annoying and pleasing. If there are too many accidents, there will be more accidents. But if there are no accidents in life, what fun is there?"
Zheng Xiu finished speaking in one breath, and even he felt that he was trying to force logic, but when he saw Feng Bei's expression, he listened with interest and kept nodding his head to express his approval.
Um? It seems that fooling Feng Bei... is not as difficult as imagined?
Zheng Xiu was relieved, so he showed his sword and said, "How about I ask my father to accompany you?"
Feng Bei tilted his head: "Are you talking about Zheng Xiu or Zheng Shan?"
"Of course Zheng Shan."
Zheng Xiu plans to ask Zheng Shan to take action.
This idea is a bit bold.
But in the end, what Zheng Xiu never expected was that Feng Bei agreed without hesitation: "Yes."
"If you have any concerns, Sister Fengbei...wait, what did you just say?"
Feng Bei nodded calmly: "Okay."
This... Feng Bei, did you agree too simply?
Don't you have any precautions or any worries?
Master Zheng's eyes were always facing Feng Bei.
The two stared at each other for a while, then Feng Bei looked away.
Zheng Xiu thought for a while and then said: "But my father is not yours after all. I'm afraid..."
Feng Bei shook his head, his voice filled with unmistakable determination: "It doesn't matter, I have the final say."
This sentence killed the topic. Zheng Xiu prepared several excuses at first, but they were all useless.
Everyone was happy with the result, and Fengbei didn't have the slightest doubt.
Feng Bei stayed at Zheng's house tonight. While there was still time, Zheng Xiu casually asked about the "bad luck" Xixian Si.
"How does Xia Xian Si compare with you?"
Feng Bei's answer is a bit interesting.
"If it's just about winning or losing, I'm not as good as him. If it's about life and death, he can't survive even a moment."
"Sister Fengbei, please elaborate."
Feng Bei took the initiative to sit next to the young man and told the interesting things about Ye Weiyang.
It turns out that Ye Weiyang's top thaumaturge, December, has a mechanism similar to a "ranking battle". Those in the lower ranks can challenge the higher ranks on the premise of "life and death", but they need the consent of the night master. Internally, this kind of competition is called "ranked death match", but in order to avoid losing manpower, most night masters do not know how to fight. They agreed to "fight to the death" and even set an iron rule that members of Ye Weiyang would never fight privately.
Another upper-level mechanism is that after a December dies in the line of duty and the position is vacated, the Night Lord will issue a task to all the stars or the lower December at the appropriate time, such as this time's "eclipse". The person who can solve the mystery of "Human Painting" in the end will be promoted to the vacant position. This is called "ranking competition" internally in Ye Weiyang.
Today's Xia Xian Si, before he came to power, there was a world-famous swordsman, Gu Qiutang.
According to Feng Bei, the path Gu Qiutang entered was [Xia Ke], which is a relatively common path, but no one knows the specific branch, not Gu Qiutang.
Some people claim that he has mastered the "half-martial and half-wonderful" magic technique of "not moving with the sword". Within a hundred steps of him, once Gu Qiutang assumes the "not moving with the sword" posture motionlessly, if the opponent moves first, he will kill him. Can instantly appear behind the opponent and kill him with one strike.
"Don't use the sword? If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy moves, I'll move first?" Zheng Xiu heard that there was such a strange thing. What kind of rules and restrictions could produce such a weird magic technique?
Feng Bei smiled: "As far as I know, when Gu Qiutang became famous twenty years ago, he devoted himself to studying the art of swordsmanship. Later, he found that he could not go further when fighting with others, so he practiced swordsmanship against a stone. He refused to eat or drink, and stood motionless against the stone for twenty days. It happened to be a heavy rain, and the raindrops caused the stone to crack. As soon as he took out the knife, he realized the true meaning of 'not moving'."
Zheng Xiuqi asked: "Real or false?"
Feng Bei also smiled: "Only he knows this."
In the first half, Zheng Xiu was cautious about testing Feng Bei's thoughts, and in the second half, he talked about interesting things in Ye Weiyang. The two chatted happily, and Feng Bei's face also smiled a little more than usual. Unknowingly, late at night, the sky floated Xiaoxue, Zheng Xiu yawned, and was about to go back to the room to change into the large size to wash up and sleep.
After walking around the corner of the corridor as Feng Bei watched, Zheng Xiu rushed towards his room.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the courtyard in the posture of a "young man", a figure walked out of the shadows silently, and even Zheng Xiu didn't notice it at first.
He is a duty assassin of the Brotherhood. He wears a night hood and hides a sword in his sleeve.
"Ahem." The Zheng family assassin's voice was a bit embarrassed. He pointed to the lighted room not far away and said in a low voice: "Young master, please stay. If you want to find me, tonight I... seems a little uncomfortable." convenient."
Zheng Xiu was stunned. It felt strange to be stopped by his family at his home. But when he looked into the room, he could vaguely see four pretty silhouettes, cast on the paper window, looming.
The loyal and dedicated assassin was afraid that the young master would be ignorant, so he blinked and reminded: "Master, you don't want to lose four wives for no reason, right?"
