Zun'an for thirty-three years.
January 16th.
Shuzhou, Jiayang City.
Tonight there is a full moon in the sky and there is no cloud in the sky.
The Lantern Festival has just passed, and the streets are still filled with a bit of joy. On the canals in the city, many children folded paper boats, lit small lanterns that resembled drums on the paper boats, and floated them into the distance along the river.
Looking down from a high place, the red candlelight on the river is faint, like a bright star river.
On the three-story pavilion, Zheng Xiu sat cross-legged. At this moment, he was the macho Zheng Shan.
Several people split up to inquire about the news. Shuzhou is vast, and trying to find a lost painting in the vast Shuzhou area is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Although he and Yue Yan were separated, Zheng Xiu just switched to the trumpet and went online and went straight to [Fengbei Station]. Zheng Xiu knew that Fengbei was not far away.
He couldn't stay away from Feng Bei.
[Inn] The anchored teleportation range is around the humanoid ghosts in Fengbei.
In fact, the three-story pavilion where he is sitting is called "Dayezangzhen Pavilion", which is Ye Weiyang's office in Jiayang City. Fengbei is on the second floor at the moment, sitting quietly.
A few lonely ravens stood among the flying buttresses of the pavilion. They looked at the strong man sitting on the top of the pavilion, quietly combing the messy crow feathers, and paid no attention to him.
The dice was drilled between the eyebrows, Zheng Xiu threw out a [Concentration] and turned on [Spiritual Vision].
Fed by the Treasure Queen's experience gift package, all of Zheng Xiu's characteristics have been upgraded to the state of "proficiency."
What is the concept of perfection?
Probably the kind who can do whatever he wants.
Under spiritual vision, the field of vision in front of him seemed to turn into a blazing furnace. The flowing ink and seven-color paint form a strange picture.
The soul of the painter was ready to move. Looking at the strange scroll in front of him, Zheng Xiu had an urge to paint the magnificent scenery in front of him.
Suppressing the strange impulse, Zheng Xiu discerned bit by bit through his spiritual vision.
The field of vision narrows little by little, and the pen-and-ink style scroll shrinks little by little.
Streets, ordinary people, lanterns and canals, the surrounding scenery is once again filled with human fireworks. In Jiayang City, there are only a few small circles. Under Zheng Xiu's [spiritual vision], they are still as dazzling as the naked girls in the men's bathhouse. .
"Uncle Zheng! Uncle Zheng!"
A macho man is like a firefly in the dark night.
He is low-key enough.
But under the attic, Dou Xie excitedly waved to the macho man.
It was seen at a glance.
Zheng Xiu jumped from the third floor.
Boom!
The ground shook.
Like a boulder hitting the ground.
Zheng Mengnan stood up and walked, leaving two shallow footprints on the bluestone.
Yue Yan: "Brother Zheng, can you... keep a low profile?"
Zheng Xiu replied: "I will try my best."
Feng Bei walked out of the Great Night Treasure Pavilion at this time, walked straight towards Zheng Xiu, and said to the three of them: "Xu Shu and the others are no longer in Jiayang."
Xushu left information in Dayezangzhen Pavilion.
The information is a map of Shuzhou.
He drew circles on the above points.
When Zheng Xiu saw it, he couldn't help but laugh: "Is this Xu Shu really a mole?"
Dou Xie also felt something was wrong when he looked at the map. He couldn't help but said, "How can I say this?"
Zheng Xiu pointed at the map: "Badong, Brazil, Yinping, Zitong, Xinggu. From the north circle to the south, from the east circle to the west, there are a total of twenty-six locations. If you really follow the circles on the map, What's the difference between looking for him alone and going around Shuzhou in a big circle? If there is a spy in Ye Weiyang, is it him or who else? It's too early to jump back."
Yueyan heard the words and smiled: "Brother Zheng has a fiery eye, and Xushu has always been at odds with Lord Shangxian San. But that's not necessarily the case. Xushu has always been arrogant and has been fixated on December's position for a long time. Now, now Xia Xian Si’s life and death are unknown. If he doesn’t want to rise to the top, that would be unreasonable. Rather than the theory of an inner ghost, I think Xu Shu is greedy for merit and wants to find the scroll before Lord Shang Xian San.”
When Zheng Xiu heard this, he turned around and asked Feng Bei: "Is this guy at odds with you?"
Feng Bei nodded: "Yes."
"Why?"
Zheng Xiu originally wanted to ask why you didn't kill him, but when he remembered that Ye Weiyang's people were all around him, he decided to ask "why" alone, leaving Feng Bei to answer the rest in his own mind.
Feng Bei was silent for a while.
Dou Xie was confused and confused.
Yue Yan looked at Zheng Shan doubtfully. She wondered why Zheng Shan asked this question.
If you are asking about Dou Xie, then that's it. Dou Xie is no match for anything, but Zheng Shan, as an expert hermit, shouldn't do it.
"Brother Zheng has been isolated from the world for twenty years and doesn't know what's going on." Feng Bei gently tightened his black silk gloves, as if he had seen through Yue Yan's doubts. After taking the initiative to explain to Senior Zheng, he said with a slight smile: "The virtual rat left. It’s the [executioner’s] doorway.”
"It turns out that Brother Zheng is really a 'hidden' master." Feng Bei's explanation made Yue Yan understand. She suddenly realized that she followed Feng Bei's words and continued: "There is a secret record in Ye Weiyang that says, 'Born to be a strange person' The 'ominous' thing is actually a strange thing that can be 'taken away', which means that the end that the 'executioner' of Xushu is looking forward to is very likely to be Lord Shangxian San."
A...trick that can be taken away?
Feng Bei was very calm: "So, a few years ago, Xushu came to the mountain to find me, saying that he wanted to kill me and take away the bad luck."
Yue Yan's eyes widened, is there such a thing?
"Later, he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and I let him go."
Feng Bei's two sentences outline a past event.
Others roughly understood the grudges between Xu Shu and Feng Bei.
Zheng Xiu, however, was puzzled that Xu Shu was so addicted to food that he dared to pick him up. Why didn't Feng Bei kill him?
But now that there were so many people, Zheng Xiu didn't say what was on his mind.
Feng Bei and Yue Yan thought about it. If Xu Shu was the only one, the information on the map would definitely be untrustworthy, but Jin Niu was also traveling with him. Taurus has always been honest and honest, loyal to their duties, and is not the same type of person as Xurat. The circles on the map should have some credibility.
While several people were discussing, Zheng Xiu raised his head and looked at the sky.
A dark red raven shuttled past among other scattered ravens.
Zheng Xiu pointed at the blood crow passing by in the distance and smiled: "How about we go ask them?"
After tea time.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the music and music are endless.
Some people explore flowers at night, while others collect nectar from flowers.
The flying arch eaves set off the prosperous scene, which is a row of brothels, known as "Flower Street".
On the roadside, a blind man in ragged clothes was begging on the street.
"Master, please be okay, please be okay! I've been hungry for days and nights! Good Samaritans, be safe forever!"
The blind man's age is difficult to estimate, and his face is covered with deep and shallow wrinkles like knife carvings. At this moment, he was hunched over, kneeling and kowtowing to passers-by, begging for a full meal.
Not far away, a pretty girl's face was covered with thick rouge and gouache, and her fragrance was rich. Her pair of red phoenix eyes were catching suitable prey among the young men coming and going.
For the brothel sisters, the most suitable prey are those with empty steps and luxurious clothes. He works quickly and gives money quickly, and he earns this flesh and blood money quickly.
To put it simply, the key is four words: soldiers are expensive and quick.
Whenever they see someone suitable, a group of girls will show their coquettish looks, step forward and take the initiative to hook, pick, and poke.
Next to the brothel, there was a lame man who was selling himself to heal his father. A man was lying in front of him, with a white curtain covering his neck.
Opposite the blind man.
The reason why the white cloth is half-covered means that the person is seriously ill, has not yet died, and has half of his foot in the gate of hell.
"You stinking beggars, get away! It's bad luck!"
A girl of about the age of a tiger and a wolf failed to seduce Brother Jun for a while. She was angry for a moment. She did not blame herself for losing her beauty because of her age. Instead, she pointed at the cripple selling her body not far away and scolded him angrily.
At this time.
A handsome hunk came from the end of the street and walked onto the street.
I saw the strong man walking steadily and powerfully, with a vigorous pace, and he walked to the blind man across the street in a few steps.
"Ouch!"
It stands to reason that walking like this must be extremely brave and inappropriate for a guest.
But a group of girls looked straight at him, and their hearts were filled with unquenchable anger. There is no other reason. The macho man is so handsome and his brilliance overflows.
Even if a customer like this doesn't do business and is only prostituted for free, it's still fine!
The macho man didn't know that his appearance made the ladies around him think wildly. He came straight to the blind man and pointed at the two people opposite him with a smile: "Are you in the same group?"
The blind man was shocked when he heard this: "Master, please don't talk nonsense!"
As he spoke, the blind man's closed eyes opened little by little.
"Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense." The macho man grinned and punched the blind man.
Boom!
In an instant, the blind man's face was knocked down by a punch. He screamed and flew backwards like a human cannonball. The bluestone floor was lifted up by the blind man's back, dragging out a deep ravine.
The sounds of broken bones, screams, cracking bluestones, houses collapsing, and screams were all mixed together in an instant.
The blind man's eyelids were hammered back as soon as he opened them. He vomited blood and smashed through the wall of the neighboring house and smashed into the house.
Boom!
The beams broke and the roof rumbled down.
The stunned sister stood there for a moment, then turned pale with fear: "Someone is attacking the city! Killing people! Attacking the city!"
The girls and young men who were watching dispersed like birds and beasts, shouting "killing people and attacking the city".
Listening to the screams and exclamations from all around, Mr. Zheng, who was throwing his fists, was stunned when he heard this.
Siege?
Your metaphors and rhetoric are quite exaggerated.
In the chaos, Zheng Xiu pointed at the pair of beggars who had sold their bodies to bury their father, but he took a quick step towards the place where the blind man was knocked away by the hammer.
Not far away, Douxie and Yueyan, who were hiding in the dark, opened their mouths at the same time.
Is this...a fight?
Zheng Shan just said that Ye Weiyang's clothes were too ostentatious, so he pretended to be a passerby and stepped forward to test her.
Both Yue Yan and Dou Xie believed it.
But Brother Zheng, is this how you "test"?
Although they were shocked, Yue Yan and Feng Bei still took action at the same time.
Under the guidance of senior Zheng Shan, Dou Xie came up with new tricks.
I saw him flipping through the book suddenly, his momentum surged, and he shouted: "Putting aside the facts, you are begging on the street, isn't there anything wrong with you?"
boom!
The air was distorted, and the invisible fist knocked the "father and son" who had just stood up several feet away.
"blind!"
"Deaf!"
The father and son vomited blood and flew out.
Feng Bei took action without any suspense. After taking off his gloves, he took a step forward and pressed his hands towards their faces.
Halfway through the shot, Feng Bei hesitated. Because it was difficult for her men to survive.
"No need to keep anyone alive over there."
After the telegram was transferred instantly, Zheng Shan's hearty laughter came from the house.
Feng Bei nodded and pressed his hands together.
The two of them were reduced to pieces of flesh on the ground, and blood splattered on the street.
Yueyan moistened her lips and wetted her needle and thread. Like a dexterous swallow, she jumped into the air on the silk thread and moved her fingers to cut the two blood crows into pieces in the sky.
A blood crow injured its wings and staggered away into the night sky.
"Oops! One escaped!"
call out!
In the room, Zheng Xiu flicked his wrist and was about to think of a chain knife, but in an instant, the image of a "carving knife" flashed in his mind, and a cold light flew out of his hand almost without stopping.
[The compatibility with 'Trick: Jiazi' has been improved. 】
[You are trying to create 'Form Two'. 】
[Creation completed. 】
[Please name "Form 2". 】
Zheng Xiu was stunned: "What?"
Did the process go a little faster this time?
A tiny ray of light pierced the sky and penetrated through the blood crow. The blood crow fell to the ground and became silent.
After a moment of dead silence.
"Kill people, kill people!"
The streets were in chaos, horses were on their backs, and people were scared to death.
At this time, Zheng Xiu dragged the dying blind man out of the house with a big hole. As he walked, he apologized to a naked young couple huddled together on the kang, stunned: "I'm sorry, sorry, you continue, tonight is a good time." Beautiful and auspicious days, I wish you a baby soon."
As he spoke, Zheng Xiu dropped the two bloody eyeballs at his feet, stepped left and right, kicked them one at a time, and crushed them into pieces.
Snap! Snap!
The round eyes turned into pancakes on the soles of the shoes. Zheng Xiu lowered his head and looked at his hands in confusion.
He was still entangled in the "process" that quickly left, and was puzzled.
As he thought, the cold light fell from the sky and flew back to Zheng Xiu's hand.
It was a small carving knife.
The style of the carving knife is quite curious. The body of the knife is dark, but the handle is white. The raised texture looks like several fingers twisted together. There is a blood-red bead embedded at the end of the carving knife, with the word "二" vaguely visible inside.
It was midnight.
The fighting on the streets gradually subsided.
The people in Jiayang City closed their doors tightly and hid in their houses shivering.
A drug store called "Ren Xin Lu" closed its doors and turned off the lights.
A strong man banged on the door of the store. The old man, who was over fifty years old, was sleepy and wanted to curse, but Zheng Xiu politely said that someone in his family was seriously ill and needed to pick up medicine.
Most of the anger in the old man's heart was instantly gone. The strong man had kind eyes and kind eyes, and was so handsome that it was hard to be angry, so he held a lamp and prepared the medicine for the strong man.
Zheng Xiu went home specially to install [Medical Science].
Throwing the dice, the vague and indistinguishable smell of medicine in the medicine shop turned into lines of tiny words in front of Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiudan was asked to distinguish the smell of medicine, and he could also tell what medicinal materials were inside through the drawer.
Before the doctor could ask about the symptoms, Zheng Xiu had already mentioned a bunch of medicinal materials.
"Heaven Fairy,"
"Sandroot,"
"Belladonna,"
"Golden flower,"
"Bitter ginseng,"
The more the old doctor picked, the more he felt something was wrong. When Mr. Zheng said, "A little more Sichuan Wuji to enhance the flavor," the old doctor's hand picking up the medicine shook and he couldn't help but said: "I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but what you are getting... …What direction?”
Sichuan Wu, poisonous, hallucinogenic.
"Well, here's a folk remedy to bring back the dream." Zheng Xiu sighed: "My brother is suffering from depression, so he needs to use strong medicine to fight poison with poison."
"I have never heard of this kind of folk remedy."
"The person who prescribed it is the miracle doctor Situ Yong, who is known as the living dead. I wonder if the old gentleman has heard of it."
"It turns out it's him! Disrespectful!"
The old gentleman seemed to believe it. At first glance, this recipe seems like nothing, even poisonous, but upon closer inspection, there is something else.
At Zheng Xiu's insistence, ten portions of medicine were boiled into one portion. The macho painter practiced medicine and dispensed medicine for the first time, and finally completed it.
Carrying the warm "Dream of Rejuvenation", Zheng Xiu sighed with emotion, "Those who are capable work hard" and returned to Dayezangzhen Pavilion.
In the back room on the second floor, the blind man's eyes were blown away, and his two empty eye sockets were bloody and scary. His mouth was stuffed with rags, his body was stained with blood, and he was very miserable.
Seeing Zheng Xiu coming back, Yue Yan shook her head: "He refused to say anything."
Feng Bei looked curiously at the small gourd held in Zheng Xiu's hand.
Without saying a word, Zheng Xiu pulled out the rag from the blind man's mouth, pinched the blind man's mouth, and drank the concentrated "Dream Rejuvenation" in the gourd.
While waiting for the dream of rejuvenation to take effect, Yue Yan curiously asked what thaumaturgy the disabled trio had practiced this time.
Feng Bei was silent for a while and lowered his head.
She had no chance to see it.
As soon as she took action, she killed the opponent.
Yue Yan's words made Feng Bei feel that she was the fault.
However, Zheng Xiu told the story of the fights he had in other people's homes and in front of the couple's bed.
This blind man was different from the blind man they met in Xiangu Temple.
The blind man in Xiangu Temple can deprive people of their sight.
But when the blind man opened his eyes, his body disappeared from Zheng Xiu's eyes.
It's called stealth.
As long as you look at the blind man, the other person will not see the blind man.
Yue Yan was amazed at this: "Then how did you catch him?"
Now Zheng Xiu can no longer be fooled. After hesitating for a while, Zheng Xiu could only say honestly: "Intuition, I felt that he was there, so I reached out." As he spoke, Zheng Xiu stretched out two fingers and made a gesture of picking his eyes. In fact, he was equipped with the [Intuition] trait at that time. When [Intuition] was triggered, he stretched out his hand towards an empty place, just in time to reach the other person's face, and two of his eyeballs were plucked out.
The [intuition] that has been upgraded to the level of proficiency has become close to "prejudgment". Zheng Xiu can detect the opponent's actions in advance and respond to them. Moreover, the triggering probability is very high, it is simple, practical, and unpretentious. No matter which incarnation it is, [Intuition] is already a must-have trait.
Yue Yan and Dou Xie laughed at the same time, thinking that Senior Zheng didn't regard them as one of his own, and he had special magic skills but didn't want to say more.
When several people re-examined the thaumaturgy combination of the incomplete trio.
The person in charge of Jiayang Dayezangzhen Pavilion, a retired old night guard who called himself Uncle Fu, walked up to the second floor sweating profusely.
There was too much commotion in the streets, caused by the trouble caused by the northern bosses. Their local Ye Weiyang was responsible for calming down and handling the aftermath.
When Forbes arrived at the scene, he was immediately startled. What initially surprised him was what kind of thaumaturgy or weapon could create a scene like being bombarded by siege equipment.
The street paved with bluestones was plowed by a blind man to create a ravine half a person wide. A large hole was broken in the wall of an innocent house, the beams were broken, and most of the roof collapsed. Two adjacent houses were also affected to a certain extent. . This cost them Ye Weiyang a lot of money.
When Uncle Fu learned that the culprit of destroying a street and three houses was actually just a punch from this handsome man, Fu Bo was dumbfounded.
At this moment, the left side of the blind man's skull is sunken and his eyes are bleeding. He is barely alive - this is the result of the macho man's men leaving some strength behind.
Both Yue Yan and Dou Xie felt incredible about the strong man's strength. Even if the strong man said that his thaumaturgy was "miracles can be achieved with great force," they would not have the slightest doubt.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Except for Feng Bei, everyone else in the room looked at him as if they were looking at monsters, which made Zheng Xiu feel a little uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the "Dream of Rejuvenation" poured into the blind man's mouth finally took effect as expected. The struggling blind man became quiet, his eyes became distracted, and a liquid mixed with blood and saliva flowed out of the corner of his mouth.
That look made him look stupid.
Cough cough cough cough. He is still alive, has no fever, and is in good condition. Please subscribe and read.
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