For a while.
In the darkness, there was silence.
The breathing of the two people came and went.
Zheng Xiu didn't move.
He kept telling himself that this was Gongsun Mo's memory and it was fake.
But on the other hand, the touch and warmth coming from his chest seemed to remind him over and over again that even if it was fake, it didn't feel too fake, it was just like the real thing.
For a moment, Zheng Xiu couldn't tell whether he was in the picture scroll, in the dream, deep in Gongsun Mo's memory, or whether he was really traveling through time and space as "Gongsun Mo" and living in two hundred years. The former Daqian Dynasty.
The quilt was cool at first, but after Xiao Tao got into the quilt, Zheng Xiu and the quilt became hot at the same time.
Xiaotao's bare feet stretched downward under the quilt.
Zheng Xiu thought Xiao Tao was going to do something at first, and subconsciously shrank.
But soon, Zheng Xiu suddenly understood, dumbfounded, that Xiao Tao's action... was very serious about "warming the bed."
"Young Master..." Xiao Tao said with a trembling voice, silky and smooth, "Is it warm?"
"Huh...what did your young lady tell you?"
Xiao Tao clung to Zheng Xiu's arms, curled up and scared.
But Zheng Xiu made no other move. This gentle voice made Xiao Tao gradually calm down. She whispered: "Miss said, let Xiao Tao warm the bed for the young master."
"That's it?"
"The lady also said that Xiaotao doesn't need to understand, just keep warm and Xiaotao will understand."
Zheng Xiu was stunned when he heard this.
After a moment of silence, Zheng Xiu asked cautiously: "Xiao Tao, how old are you... this year?"
"Sir, Xiaotao has just turned fourteen this year."
When Zheng Xiu heard this, the heat and impulse in his body suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck!"
Xiao Tao, who was under the quilt, was puzzled and secretly thought something strange. At the same time, she asked in confusion: "Sir, what is...grass?"
"It means...warmth."
Xiao Tao chuckled, and her limp body suddenly stopped shaking: "Young master is very careless."
"You...it's better not to say anything."
"Okay, Xiao Tao, listen to the young master."
Zheng Xiu was silent.
He didn't know whether Gongsun Mo couldn't help but turned into a beast or was worse than a beast.
But at this moment Zheng Xiu chose to be worse than a beast for once.
As the ancients said, a twisted melon quenches thirst. But Zheng Xiu is not thirsty.
As the saying goes, if there is no woman in my heart, I will draw my sword to nature.
He came in to save Feng Bei.
"Come on, the quilt is warm."
"Sir!" Xiao Tao was anxious, with tears in her eyes, and her voice was filled with tears: "Sir, don't you dislike Xiao Tao's humble status? The lady is as kind as a mountain to Xiao Tao, and Xiao Tao doesn't want the lady to be disappointed! If Xiao Tao steps out of the room tonight, tomorrow, tomorrow, You will definitely be punished by the lady tomorrow."
Zheng Xiu sighed softly in the darkness, and suddenly understood a lot.
"Then, go to sleep."
As soon as Zheng Xiu's thought arose, it faded away. No matter how carefully he tasted it, he suddenly felt it was boring.
Xiaotao didn't know Zheng Xiu's mood at the moment, so she nodded happily, curled up in Zheng Xiu's arms like a well-behaved kitten, closed her eyes, and soon began to snore slightly.
The next day.
Three poles in the sun.
Zheng Xiu didn't fall asleep at all in the first half of the night, and only squinted for a while in the second half of the night.
When I woke up, I saw Xiao Tao rolling up her sleeves, exposing half of her lotus-root arm, holding a basin of hot water, and tiptoed open the door and walked in.
When Xiao Tao saw Zheng Xiu waking up, she remembered her boldness when "warming the bed" last night. Her face turned slightly red, and she subconsciously showed a small smile on her face. But after taking a breath, the smile on Xiao Tao's face turned into panic. She was helpless and put the hot water basin on her face. on the table.
"Young Master, it's Xiao Tao. Did you wake up the Young Master to take a rest?"
"No."
Zheng Xiu rubbed his eyes and stood up from the warm quilt. There was still a faint fragrance of virginity in the quilt. Xiao Tao thoughtfully took the gown from the bedside and put it on Zheng Xiu.
"Sir, be careful of catching a cold."
Zheng Xiu looked up. When he saw Xiao Tao's attire clearly, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat and quickly opened the quilt.
Xiaotao looked like a girl yesterday, but she wore a woman's bun early this morning.
There was no little red flower medal on the sheets, and Zheng Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.
This time the misunderstanding is huge.
After getting dressed under Xiao Tao's service, Zheng Xiu washed his face.
After hesitating for a while, Zheng Xiu decided to close the door tightly, pulled Xiao Tao to sit on the bed, and gave Xiao Tao a subtle lesson on menstrual hygiene.
Xiao Tao's parents died young. Normally, before a girl gets married, her mother would personally explain the wedding ceremony matters to her soon-to-be-married daughter. Xiao Tao missed this step and mistakenly thought that she was Zheng Xiu's after the "warm bed" last night.
This is not okay, there is a big misunderstanding.
Zheng Xiu said that they just warmed up last night and did not have sex. There will be pain and redness after sexual intercourse. If there is no pain or redness, it is not sexual intercourse.
Zheng Xiu also said categorically that he likes those who are eighteen years old and above.
After finally finishing this popular science class on physiological hygiene that was not vivid and had no illustrations, Zheng Xiu's forehead was covered with sweat and he felt more tired than the bridal chamber.
When Xiao Tao heard this, she was so stunned that she stared into her two clear eyes with tears in her eyes.
Then last night... you slept in vain?
Zheng Xiu thought that Xiao Tao was worried about Xie Luohe's punishment, so he smiled and touched the cute woman's bun that Xiao Tao had put up early in the morning, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if Xie Luohe punishes you, I will tell you."
Xiao Tao was still thinking about the question of "sleeping in vain or not".
Zheng Xiu walked out and took a breath of fresh air.
"By the way, change the bun into a bun."
Zheng Xiu turned around and warned.
Xiao Tao was in the room, nodding in despair, with a confused look on her face.
Not sure if it was because he was a painter, Zheng Xiu looked down from a high position. Yunhe Village always gave him a sense of iron-blooded and cold déjà vu. If he closed his eyes and saw a painting in front of him, Zheng Xiu could even imagine the shades of ink, three or two strokes of black and white, outlining the arrogant thing in front of him. small world.
Xiao Tao said last night that because he was no threat at all, he could move freely in the village.
Sure enough, when the bandits in the village saw Zheng Xiu, they looked at Zheng Xiu with a wicked smile and did not stop him.
In the distance, Xiao Buping and Chu Chengfeng, their eyes full of bloodshot eyes, shook the cage loudly, as if they wanted to attract Zheng Xiu's attention.
There is no comparison between people. Zheng Xiu had a maid to keep his bed warm, but they froze in a cold iron cage all night and almost froze to death. Naturally, their mood was not much better.
"Here! Gongsun, come on!"
There was a shout, and Xie Yunliu, shirtless and sweating profusely, was eating a steamed bun not far away. When he saw Zheng Xiu coming, he picked up a steamed bun on the plate and threw it towards Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiu caught it with his backhand, and Xie Yunliu said in surprise: "Hey, scholar, your skills are pretty good!"
"luck."
Zheng Xiu smiled and gnawed on the steamed bun. The steamed buns were already cold, but Zheng Xiu couldn't ask for more in the bandit village, just to satisfy his hunger.
"Why are there so few people in the village today?"
Xie Yunliu was eating steamed buns, then raised a bucket of water and poured it into his mouth.
Beside him, there was an iron rod with heavy stones filled with poles at both ends. The iron rod was stained with sweat and shimmered.
Xie Yunliu easily lifted the heavy object and walked closer while lifting it. Looking at Zheng Xiu's dark circles and tired expression, he did not answer Zheng Xiu's question, but laughed: "Scholar, you worked hard last night!"
Take care of your sister, take care of her!
Ah no, Feng Bei, that's not what I meant.
Zheng Xiu cursed secretly in his heart. As soon as he cursed out of his mind, he remembered that the monk's current sister was Feng Bei, and he quickly paid attention.
I don’t smelt copper.
Zheng Xiu thought in his heart, but he cupped his hands and said with a slight smile: "Xiao Tao is still a virgin, and I haven't gone beyond half a step."
"What!" Upon hearing this, Xie Yunliu's face suddenly changed and he became angry: "You poor scholar! Don't be so shameless! Do you fucking look down on the wife that our sister personally selected for you?"
Xie Yunliu slammed the heavy object on the ground with a clang, and the ground suddenly cracked. His muscles were as hard as rock. Under Xie Yunliu's anger, a burst of heat steamed, and his sweat evaporated like water mist. Even if Zheng Xiu was not proficient in martial arts, he could see that Xie Yunliu's heart was boiling with murderous intent at this moment, which was extremely terrifying.
Zheng Xiu's expression was still calm and he said: "Brother Xie has misunderstood. I like an older woman."
He expressed his preferences implicitly.
In other words, principles.
The implication is that the peach is too tender. It's not that Xiao Tao is bad, it's his own problem.
"It turns out that you and that Xiao Buping are from the same family! I'm so happy that he's married!" Upon hearing this, Xie Yunliu suddenly realized. The murderous intent in his eyes faded away, and he was a little more stunned. He murmured to himself: "Oops! In this barren mountain, you let me Where can I go to pull out a few green onions for you? No, no, I have to ask someone to do it quickly. Although green onions are hard to find, as long as you, the scholar, are willing, our Yunhe Village is not a vegetarian. At worst, we will make an exception. I’ll go down the mountain and pull out some roots for you!”
When Zheng Xiu heard this, he was even more frightened by Xie Yunliu's bold and unbridled idea. Although it was Gongsun Mo's plot now, the body belonged to him. He even confirmed when he went to the manhole to urinate just now that Xiao Zheng was also his size. , if Xie Yunliu went down the mountain to pull out a few old onions and came back to force someone to lock up a man, it would really leave a psychological shadow on Zheng Xiu and cause serious problems.
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu waved his hands repeatedly: "Brother Xie! No! No way, no way! I know that brother Xie has good intentions, but marrying a wife requires a match of love and matchmaking by parents. How can this be a child's play?"
"But……"
Xie Yunliu lifted the load of unknown weight again, lifting it up and down, tossing and turning in front of Zheng Xiu, his strong biceps bulging, a bit threatening.
"But, this is difficult to handle!"
Xie Yunliu waved his hand and threw the burden aside. He scratched his thick hair and stared at Zheng Xiu with an unkind expression, confused and uncomfortable.
Zheng Xiu took two steps back cautiously and asked tentatively: "Brother Xie, what do you mean when you say it's difficult...?"
"This is my sister's order!"
I understand, it turns out that Xie Yunliu is a maniac about doting on his younger sister.
"Then, how about I explain it to your sister in person?"
Zheng Xiu said something. In fact, he had been looking for an opportunity to get close to Xie Luohe and further confirm the relationship between Xie Luohe and Feng Bei.
"Eh!" Xie Yunliu's eyes lit up when he heard this: "What a coincidence! Our sister said that if you wake up, go see her! Then hurry up!"
Xie Yunliu pointed upward and waved behind Zheng Xiu: "Here, Xiaotao, take the young master up to see the master."
Xiao Tao had just hurriedly combed her hair back to look like a girl in the room, her eyelids were drooped, and a few rays of sunlight cast a patch of mottled light under Xiao Tao's long eyelashes, trembling slightly. Seeing that Xiao Tao was listless, she responded in a low voice: "Xiao Tao understands."
After finishing speaking, she bowed in front of Zheng Xiu and saluted: "Master, please come this way."
She was holding Zheng Xiu's bamboo basket, which contained Zheng Xiu's complete set of precious painting tools. While talking, Xiaotao handed the bamboo basket to Zheng Xiu. At this time, Zheng Xiu didn't think much and habitually carried the bamboo basket behind his back.
"Okay." Zheng Xiu nodded and followed Xiao Tao with the bamboo basket on his back.
Xie Yunliu was a little skeptical of Zheng Xiu's words at first. But when he looked at Xiao Tao's walking posture, he believed Zheng Xiu's words. He touched his chin and muttered to himself that it turned out that this scholar was not judged by his appearance, and he didn't like the fact that a girl prefers an older woman. Thinking about it, Xie Yunliu patted his head and couldn't help but grin. He also wondered why his old sister had such a strange attitude towards the scholar, and he felt uneasy all night.
Since this stupid scholar likes older people, then my sister is safe.
Xie Yunliu happily continued to lift the heavy load in the open space, shouting slogans loudly.
"One, one, two, two, three, three..."
Zheng Xiu walked behind Xiao Tao.
Xiaotao said nothing the whole way, spiraling up the stairs in silence.
Zheng Xiu wondered if it was because of his menstrual hygiene class that spanned the gap between the times that the little girl was frightened.
While walking, Zheng Xiu and Xiao Tao came to the top of the cave.
Only then did Zheng Xiu notice that there were dozens of rope ladders tied up layer by layer next to the entrance to the sky vault. Put down one of the rope ladders and climb up to the top of the mountain. It didn't take long for Zheng Xiu to discover the secret behind these rope ladders. There was a rope connected to a fishing net in the darkness. All he had to do was cut the rope and spread the fishing net, and all the rope ladders would fall down.
Zheng Xiu suddenly understood. When he first came to Yunhe Village, he thought it was strange. Although the terrain of Yunhe Village was dangerous, once it was surrounded by outsiders and the bandits in the village ran out of ammunition and food, Yunhe Village would collapse without attack.
It turns out there is a way out here.
As for how to cut the rope, Zheng Xiu remembered Xie Luohe's incredible archery skills. This was not something he needed to worry about.
Xiao Tao pointed to the lowered rope ladder and forced a smile on her face: "Master, Miss has a rule. Only women can walk in the corridor, and men must climb the rope ladder. Therefore, I have wronged you here, Miss." I tell Xiaotao not to dare to disobey, and I hope that the young master will not be careful when climbing the rope, so as not to fall."
Zheng Xiu nodded and quickly climbed up the rope ladder with three steps and two steps.
As soon as he climbed up the rope ladder, the dazzling sunlight stung Zheng Xiu's eyes.
He stretched out his hand to block the sunlight. There was a green flower bush in the distance. There was a huge boulder among the flowers, and a lazy woman was lying on the boulder.
The woman was wearing a simple long skirt, with her bare feet casually draped.
"Miss, Mr. Gongsun Mo has arrived."
Not long after Zheng Xiugang came up, Xiaotao walked up the corridor to the sky.
Xie Luohe smiled and waved.
After Xiaotao saluted, she bit her lip and glanced at Zheng Xiu before leaving the dome.
"I'm Gongsun Mo, I've seen you..."
Zheng Xiu arched his hands, and before he finished speaking, Xie Luohe closed his eyes, smiled at Zheng Xiu and said, "I heard that you are a descendant of the Gongsun family."
"yes."
Zheng Xiu nodded.
"Then, draw a picture for me."
Zheng Xiu was stunned, and then a familiar memory came to his mind. Zheng Xiu quickly shook his head: "The master doesn't know something. The Gongsun family has always had ancestral teachings passed down. All descendants of Gongsun can paint mountains, water, and fish. You can draw insects, birds and beasts, you can draw heaven and earth, you can draw wind and rain. There is only one rule, 'Never draw'."
Xie Luohe didn't open his eyes and said calmly: "Why not draw?"
"Human. Descendants of Gongsun must not paint human portraits."
Why?
Familiar memories came back to him, just like his original memories, making it difficult for him to tell the truth from the truth. But when he said this, Zheng Xiu was also wondering, why can't he draw people?
Closing his eyes, a thin old man was holding the hand of a young boy in front of the bed. He was so angry that he murmured: "It is easy to paint skin and bones, but it is difficult to paint soul!"
Then he died.
It's his grandfather. No, it should be said that he is Gongsun Mo’s grandfather.
The grandfather who was known as the "Painting Saint" back then.
That is, the grandfather who drew the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
"If you don't want to draw, then jump down from here."
Xie Luohe said the most domineering words in the calmest tone.
Zheng Xiu was silent for a moment. In fact, he was also curious about why. Looking at Xie Luohe who looked exactly like Feng Bei from a distance, Zheng Xiu was inexplicably moved. He was not Gongsun Mo now, but Zheng Xiu. Gongsun Mo's influence has long faded.
"good."
Xie Luohe curled his lips, waved his long sleeves, a strong wind blew, and a long table spun and landed in front of Zheng Xiu, firmly in place.
This move made Zheng Xiu's eyes jump. He always felt that Xie Luohe's ability to cultivate immortality in the martial arts was a bit outrageous.
Xie Luohe's words clearly meant that if you don't paint, you will die.
Looking at Feng Bei and Xie Luohe, Zheng Xiu remembered that he secretly painted Feng Bei's portrait at home. His heart palpitated, and he smiled faintly. He sat at the table, put the brush and jade inkstone on the table, took out a roll of rice paper, spread it out, and started Grinding ink.
"Shashasha..."
There are white clouds in the sky and on the ground. On top of this dome, only Gongsun Mo and Xie Luohe, or in other words, only Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei were left.
The shadows move in the wind, and the breeze blows, and Xie Luohe's long hair rises, covering her profile, and the only sound left on the dome is the rustle of Zheng Xiu's brush gently falling on the rice paper.
Xie Luohe closed her eyes. While Zheng Xiu was painting, she suddenly said slowly in an ethereal voice:
"I have had a dream since I was a child."
"In my dream, I dreamed of a woman whose parents died when she was young, leaving her helpless."
"She suffers from a strange disease and cannot be touched by others. She is naturally isolated from others and is regarded as a plague by others."
"That is a kind of ominousness, an ominousness more terrifying than my Shelo River."
"One day, in a place called Baili Village, a man rescued her."
Zheng Xiu's painting speed became slower and slower, and the outline of Fengbei on the rice paper gradually became clearer.
He entered the state, and Xie Luohe's voice sounded like he was talking in a dream to Zheng Xiu's ears.
When he came back to his senses, the outline of a person appeared on the rice paper. He was dressed in black with cloud sleeves, wearing black silk gloves on both hands. His long hair was hanging down, covering his right eye. There was a hint of melancholy and distress at the corner of his mouth. calm.
Xie Luohe is still narrating her long "dream".
"In the dream, I look like her, and she looks like me."
"My name is Xie Luohe, and her name is Fengbei."
"When the phoenix comes, the geese from the north fly to the south."
Xie Luohe opened his eyes and looked at Zheng Xiu.
"So, are you Gongsun Mo, Zheng Shan, or... Zheng Xiu?"
(End of chapter)
