Zheng Xiu thought for a while and agreed.
When Xie Luohe heard this, his smile became even bigger, and he bent a finger to his palm: "First, draw a picture for me."
Hearing this, Zheng Xiu opened his mouth, but was speechless.
He wanted to say that in the oasis, he had painted a picture for the Xieluo River.
However, when the words came to his lips, when Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe looked into each other's eyes, for some reason, he couldn't bear to refuse Xie Luohe's "last" request, so he nodded: "Okay."
With that said, Zheng Xiu touched the Luo He pen at his waist, preparing to enter the house to find paper and immediately fulfill Xie Luo He's wish.
"Not urgent."
Xie Luohe grabbed Zheng Xiu's clothes, grabbed him, and pushed Zheng Xiu back to his seat.
"Do the second thing first." Xie Luohe rolled his eyes and smiled: "But, the second thing doesn't have much to do with you."
"Then do you want to change it?"
Zheng Xiu asked tentatively.
Xie Luohe shook his head: "But I want to."
Zheng Xiu sighed softly: "Stop being so pretentious, just tell the truth."
Xie Luohe smiled and said, "I want to take on a disciple."
Zheng Xiu was stunned when he heard this.
Xie Luohe closed his eyes, as if he didn't see the shock on Zheng Xiu's face, and said to himself: "You once said that there are three 'deaths' in life. The third time is when you are completely forgotten by the world. Therefore, I want to pass down my 'Xie's Bow Skill' to the next generation. Even if only one person remembers it, it will be proof that I, Xie Luohe, was born in this world."
An inexplicable strange feeling came to Zheng Xiu's heart.
Zheng Xiu listened to Xie Luohe's words, and he knew that there was indeed someone who used "Xie's Bow Skill" in later generations, and that person was even beaten by him.
Zheng Xiu didn't know whether it was carried forward or not, but it was indeed passed down.
Zheng Xiu didn't expect it to be done in this way.
However, the reason why Zheng Xiu felt weird was not because Xie Luohe had the desire to accept a disciple, nor was it because he killed "Kui Lang" in later generations. It's because Zheng Xiu knows very well that his current experiences in the ghost world are all illusory.
Since the influence of Gongsun Mo's memory disappeared, everything Zheng Xiu experienced in the world of the painting was born of his choices and experiences, not because of Gongsun Mo's memory.
Zheng Xiu woke up suddenly. Unknowingly, he and Xie Luohe walked to the desert and stopped here. Xie Luohe moved his mind to accept a disciple, and he accepted a disciple in the desert to pass on her archery skills.
Everything echoes the history that Zheng Xiu knows.
It seems that it is destined to happen.
But this is impossible to happen.
Why?
The strange feeling of dissonance fermented in Zheng Xiu's heart more and more intensely.
Xieluohe is worthy of being Xieluohe. He said the first two things and hid the third one, saying "confidential" with a smile.
the next day.
Xie Luohe informed this statement to the great elder of Lieri Tribe.
When the great elder heard that there was such a good thing, he naturally agreed repeatedly.
In a moment of happiness, the elder even handed over an unused house to Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu to take care of, saying that they would do some small business here, take root in Richan Town, and settle down here.
The customs and customs in Richan Town are far different from those in Daqian. Occasionally, businessmen from various countries in the Western Regions stay here.
When the great elder led the two of them to the vacant house, they had just stepped over the door lintel when the signboard on the beam suddenly fell and broke into two pieces.
Among the four characters on the plaque, the middle two characters are unclear, only the first and last characters, which are the characters for "dragon" and "stack" respectively.
"Long...men Inn?" Zheng Xiu was stunned.
When Xie Luohe heard this, he was very happy. He touched his chin and prepared to make a final decision: "Then let's open an inn. I will be the proprietress and you will be the boss. When I go to take care of my apprentice, you can stay in the shop and look after the shop."
While looking forward to the small life, Xieluohe gurgled with joy.
"etc!"
The matter of Xie Luohe accepting a disciple was so scary when he thought about it, Zheng Xiu felt inexplicably that he no longer wanted to follow Xie Luohe's wishes.
Xie Luohe glanced at him with a questioning look.
"I don't care about the inn, but don't call it 'Longmen Inn'."
"Why?" Xie Luohe asked, tilting his head.
"Ominous."
"Why is it unlucky?" Xie Luohe couldn't understand.
"I'm good at naming things." Zheng Xiu thought for a moment and carefully put forward his idea: "How about opening a painting boat?"
"Huafang?"
Zheng Xiu nodded: "It takes a lot of time for you to teach your disciples. I can take advantage of these days to continue painting, practice... and improve my painting skills. There are only a few customers in Richan Town now. If we just open an inn, we all have to drink the northwest wind." .”
The great elder heard the discussion between the two and generously said that all their food and accommodation expenses in Richan Valley would be borne by their Lie Sun tribe, so there was no need to worry.
Every day, young men from the Lieri tribe go out to hunt and carry water. Women will plant cereals and mulberry in the oasis, so food, clothing, housing and transportation are not a problem.
"Look."
Xie Luohe pointed at the great elder and said that Zheng Xiu was worrying too much.
With her prestige in Sun Chan Valley, she would never die of hunger.
Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth and decided to do what he liked: "How about calling it 'Mohexuan'?"
When Xie Luohe heard this, his expression was slightly startled, he squinted his eyes and smiled, his red lips lightly opened, and he did not refuse again.
"Okay, you have the final say."
The third day.
The great elder summoned the young adults and teenagers of the tribe, formed a group in a mighty manner, and set up a fence at an oasis closest to Richan Valley, and planted many straw and wooden figures to serve as targets.
With more people and greater strength, a crude shooting range was built in just two days.
Xie Luohe is not just talking, she seems to really want to pass on her "Xie's Bow Skill".
In fact, both Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu knew very well that her bow skills could only be passed on superficially, and her Xie's bow skills would not be truly powerful without the aid of "thaumaturgy".
But Xie Luohe was very interested in it. After the shooting range was built, she would go out on the camel "Xiao Mo" with a new bow before dawn every day and leave the town.
When Zheng Xiu woke up, he saw a hot steamed bun and goat's milk on the table, but they were nowhere to be seen.
"Leave it to her."
Zheng Xiu became increasingly unpredictable as to what Xie Luohe was thinking.
While Xie Luohe was away, Zheng Xiu spent a few days cleaning "Mohe Xuan" thoroughly. I chose a high-quality poplar tree in the town, peeled and smoothed it myself, and used a knife to carve the words "Mohexuan" on the brand new plaque.
"Gongsun Mo...Xie Luohe..."
The charming three-character sign was completed. Zheng Xiu looked at the characters "MO" and "河" on the plaque. He felt a little uncomfortable. He laughed at himself and moved a ladder to hang the new plaque.
At noon, the brand new "Mohe Xuan" appeared in Richan Town.
The elder didn't seem to understand the etiquette and customs of opening a new store, so he didn't follow the etiquette. He even deliberately and accidentally brought a group of naked children around in the store, leaving them to urinate in a corner.
He drove away the children and elders angrily and funnyly.
As the remaining paper became less and less, Zheng Xiu did not intend to waste paper and ink. After thinking about it, he used a basin to get a basin of fine sand from outside Richan Valley and moved it back to Mohe Xuan.
When Xieluohe came back from outside Richan Valley, he was carrying several dead vultures.
"Extra meal tonight!"
The courtyard where they live is not far from Mohexuan.
Xieluohe hung a simple bow and quiver on the wall. When he came back, he saw a sand basin in the yard. While fetching water from the well, Xieluohe asked curiously: "What is this?"
"Sand painting."
"Is it interesting?"
"Here, let me show you something new."
Seeing that Xie Luohe seemed interested, Zheng Xiu stretched out his fingers and fiddled with the sand in front of Xie Luohe.
On the soft and flat sand, as Zheng Xiu fiddled with his fingertips, several small swords took shape on the sand.
"……ugly."
Xie Luohe commented honestly.
"hehe."
Zheng Xiu sneered and waited for Xie Luohe to say this. He slapped his palms on the sand, and the small swords trembled slightly on the sand and stood up strangely.
"Eh?" Xie Luohe stretched out her hand out of curiosity, and flicked several small swords to pieces with her fingers. She smiled and shook her head: "It's vulnerable."
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Zheng Xiu looked at the big sword that was shattered by Xie Hunfu's bullet, frowned, and thought to himself that shouldn't be the case. He rubbed another small sword, grabbed it and threw it against the wall.
Ding!
The big sword made of sand was as powerful as the wind and was nailed to the wall. After a while, it turned into sand again and fell, leaving a sharp pit on the wall.
Zheng Xiu nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that it wasn't his big sword that wasn't good, but that Xie Luohe was too powerful.
Whether the sword works well or not depends on the person.
He trotted over and picked up the sand on the ground, showing a look of pain.
Seeing Zheng Xiu's miser-like actions, Xie Luohe smiled and asked, "How did you do it?"
Zheng Xiu didn't hide anything, he smiled, casually sprinkled the sand in his hand back into the sand basin, and said, "The sand is mixed with my blood."
When Xie Luohe heard this, she was surprised for a moment. She suddenly pulled Zheng Xiu's wrist, which was hidden under her sleeve, and it was covered with layers of gauze. Xie Luohe's eyes were a little distressed: "Don't use your 'thaumaturgy' in the future, it will be a waste of energy and blood."
Hearing this, Zheng Xiu remained silent and did not answer.
What he actually wanted to say was that it was all fake.
After Xie Luohe finished speaking, he was stunned and did not continue.
Xie Luohe seemed to know what Zheng Xiu wanted to say, but didn't say it.
Next, Xie Luohe took off the gauze on Zheng Xiu's wrist, took out the wound medicine he had prepared, and carefully applied it on Zheng Xiu.
One month later.
The desert residents in Richan Town were already familiar with the existence of "Mohexuan", and Zheng Xiu began to do business seriously.
He used 10% of his efforts as a painter, painted several satisfactory works, and exchanged a batch of spices, tea, and wine with merchants from the Western Regions.
After the first batch of goods arrived, his works flowed into foreign countries, and his Mohexuan began to flourish, gradually attracting many foreign businessmen to stop by.
Richan Town is a very strange place. It is clear that only the Lie Sun Tribe is stationed here and there are no armies or soldiers. However, it is like a paradise here. There are no disputes or fighting. It is quiet and peaceful, without fighting against the world.
At first Zheng Xiu thought about returning to the Central Plains to look for traces of "Zhu" and explore the truth hidden in history. But as the business grew bigger and bigger, there were more and more gold leaves in the box and it became heavier and heavier. Zheng Xiu gradually suppressed the idea of going out.
Xie Luohe searched for it all his life but found nothing. "Candle" has been hidden in the cracks of history for a thousand years, and it was not until two hundred years later that "Ye Weiyang" was created as the "Night Lord". Now in the world of the painting, Zheng Xiuruo wants to find a person who is deliberately hidden in the vast sea of people. Finding your own "people" is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.
Zheng Xiu decided to first fulfill Xie Luohe's three wishes while going deep into the door.
Two months later.
Zheng Xiu had a resounding name in Richan Town: Boss Gongsun.
And Xie Luohe is: the boss lady.
In fact, Zheng Xiu found out later that Xie Luohe had unknowingly tricked him again. When Xie Luohe first entered Richan Valley, he claimed that Zheng Xiu was a "prisoner", which was actually false.
What exactly it was, the desert residents all looked at him strangely, but refused to say more.
Zheng Xiu also knew that the residents of Lieri tribe, including the great elder, seemed to regard them as a couple.
Not really.
Neither Zheng Xiu nor Xie Luohe revealed this relationship.
Shelo River is busy.
During the day, Xie Luohe would go to the shooting range to take care of his apprentices, and would not return until sunset.
From time to time, he would be taken to Sunset Mountain by Xieluo River, where he would take advantage of the Lie Sun Tribe’s banquet to view the murals. He would hunt vultures and crows on the top of the mountain, blowing in the wind, watching the sunset turn the sky red, watching the sky full of stars and the moon, and sit there all night. .
In the end, the two sat side by side on the sarcophagus and watched the sunrise quietly until dawn.
They gradually became a part of the place and integrated into the life here.
Time passed quietly.
one year later.
"Mo! Mo! Come with me to the shooting range!"
Xie Luohe happily found Zheng Xiu in Mohexuan.
In Mohe Pavilion, there were three or five tables of tea-goers sitting there, some were sipping tea and some were drinking. At each table, Zheng Xiu cut a few pieces of dried wild boar leg meat for the banquet.
The appearance of Xie Luohe made regular customers shout "boss lady" one after another.
Xie Luohe responded one by one.
After dealing with the enthusiastic tea guests, "Gongsun Mo" took off the towel on his shoulders and wiped his hands clean.
"What did you say?"
Xie Luohe looked excited: "They finally learned it! My Xie's bow technique!"
Zheng Xiu was suddenly stunned.
The promise made a year ago seems like a lifetime ago.
If Xie Luohe hadn't suddenly mentioned it now, Zheng Xiu would have almost forgotten about it.
"You actually learned it?"
Zheng Xiu didn't believe it.
Xie Luohe took Zheng Xiu out and headed straight into the valley.
"Brother Di! Brother Di! Help me look at the stall!"
The residents of Lieri tribe all have one-character names and no surnames. In other words, their last name is "日".
Opposite Mohexuan is a small shop selling animal skins. It is a cheerful desert resident whose name is "Di".
Normally Zheng Xiu would affectionately call him "Brother Di". Speaking of which, his full name should actually be called "Sun Di", but Zheng Xiu didn't have the nerve to call him that.
After leaving the stall, Zheng Xiu was half pushed and half pulled by Xie Luohe to reach Richan Valley.
"Xiao Mo" and "Xiao He", a pair of camels, are playing in the Richan Valley. The Luotuo couple saw their master and mistress running towards them, and excitedly ran towards them. They opened their mouths and licked the faces of Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe, leaving wet marks.
After a while.
The two walked through a section of desert and arrived at an oasis.
Hundreds of people were shooting arrows at the target in the shooting range. From a distance, they could hear the sound of bow strings being plucked and arrows being missed.
Zheng Xiu approached the shooting range and saw a child with a bare head, about thirteen years old, shooting an arrow.
In the distance, two straw men formed a line.
The arrow was lost in mid-air and curved strangely in an arc, bypassing the first straw man and accurately hitting the second straw man between the eyebrows.
Zheng Xiu witnessed the "turning arrow" appearing in the world with his own eyes.
He quickly asked Xie Luohe how he did it.
"It's actually very simple." In front of Zheng Xiu, Xie Luohe pulled out an arrow from her quiver and lost it. She opened her mouth and bit off part of the arrow's feathers, stretched out her tongue to slightly moisten it, and fiddled with the arrow's feathers into strange shapes.
Before the arrow was shot, Zheng Xiu vaguely understood Xie Luohe's method: "Is it... the wind?"
"As expected of you."
Xie Luohe inserted the arrow back into the quiver and looked at all the desert residents in the shooting range who could be called her "disciples". Their faces were filled with joy and they raised their heads and laughed heartily.
"Yes, they are very talented."
"They are done! They are all done! I have given them the skill of 'Twelve Links'. I hope that one day, they can pass on my Xie Luohe's bow skills to future generations!"
"Perhaps ten, fifty, or even a hundred years from now."
Smiling, tears welled up in the corners of Xie Luohe's eyes.
"You've seen it, right?"
Before Zheng Xiu had time to appreciate the meaning of Xie Luohe's tears, Xie Luohe turned his head and the tears disappeared from the corners of his eyes, just like an illusion.
Zheng Xiu looked away and said calmly: "I've seen it before."
Xie Luohe smiled: "That's enough."
The two returned.
Xie Luohe excitedly brought Zheng Xiu to the shooting range, seemingly just to prove to Zheng Xiu that her efforts this year had not been in vain.
On the way, Xie Luohe rode on "Xiao Mo", bouncing around, and suddenly raised a finger: "Then, there is only one last thing left."
Zheng Xiu, who was silent, asked, "Where are the paintings?"
"We can do it together."
Xie Luohe said carelessly.
The sun sets in the west.
Their silhouettes were long projected on the blood-red sand.
The wind and sand blew up, instantly covering the footprints left by the two of them.
It was as if they had never been there.
"explain."
Xie Luohe raised his eyes and looked into the distance, narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.
"When does an ordinary woman feel happiest in her life?"
Zheng Xiu's heart skipped a beat.
"The third thing, if you don't do it, I will find someone else."
Xie Luohe hummed and said: "In the end, I, Xie Luohe, will be like an ordinary woman, wearing a phoenix crown, red candles and colorful satin, and seeing each other off ten miles away! Even if I, Xie Luohe, are gone, I will still be beautiful!"
In Zheng Xiu’s shocked eyes.
Xie Luohe looked at Zheng Xiu meaningfully and said, "The third thing is, I want to get married!"
winter!
The stunned Boss Mo fell off the camel's back and fell into the sand pit.
