Zheng Xiu, in the incarnation of "Zheng Shan", is full of energy and killing all directions, and is brave and invincible.
In the world in the painting, Zheng Xiu is polite, gentle, and lovable.
This was the first time for Feng Bei to see Zheng Xiu looking so weak and corpse-like.
She walked towards Zheng Xiu step by step in silence.
Now, in the dungeon, those around Zheng Xiu are his confidants, people Zheng Xiu can trust.
Zheng Erniang, Zhizhi, Bobo, Pingping, and Lily.
Qing Shisan did not tell them who he was going to pick up outside. They were even less aware of the shocking changes that had occurred in Ye Weiyang in the past few months. When Feng Bei arrived here under the guidance of Qing Shisan, the surprise on the faces of several people could not be concealed.
Qing Shisan spread his hands, looking like "I don't know, so don't ask me."
Feng Bei walked up to Zheng Xiu. Zheng Xiu weakly opened his eyes and forced a smile: "I'm sorry."
She flipped her wrist, and an eye like a black pearl lay quietly in her palm: "Open your mouth."
Zheng Xiu looked at the eyeball and said in a hoarse voice: "Come here, bake it in the oven. It should be very cooked and not spicy."
The other Yingying and Yanyan were stunned when they heard this.
Without saying a word, Zhizhi waved to Qing Shisan: "Brother Shisan, call Chef He quickly!"
But Zheng Erniang shook her head: "No! No wait! Rong Erniang will cook in person!"
With that said, Zheng Erniang and Zhizhi really want to take away the eyeballs and go to the kitchen to process them.
Are you starting to pay attention to me now? Feng Bei was angry and funny, and the depression in her heart immediately dissipated. She deliberately brought the eyeball to Zheng Xiu's mouth with a straight face, and said word by word in a maternal tone: "Eat it."
Zheng Xiu made a grimace: "This is from an eyeball..."
Feng Bei smiled sweetly and said softly: "Good boy, stop making trouble. Eat it and I'll give you a reward later."
"real?"
Feng Bei smiled and nodded.
Zheng Xiu compromised: "At least...you have to have some vinegar."
One of Feng Beichao's four maids said softly: "Hurry up and get a plate of vinegar."
She pointed at Pingping.
Pingping still didn't come to her senses, and went out to pretend to be jealous with a confused look on her face.
Zheng Erniang and others were already stunned.
What shocked them most was not what the black bead was. What shocked them was Master Zheng's attitude towards Feng Bei.
Feng Bei acted like a "real wife".
And Mr. Zheng's reaction... actually seemed to be enjoying it.
Zheng Erniang's suspicious eyes flickered back and forth between Feng Bei and Master Zheng, feeling puzzled.
Qing Shisan let out a light yo, thoughtfully, and tactfully hid in the darkness.
This is a household matter of the Zheng family, and it’s not convenient for me to get involved in celebrating the 13th.
Qing Shisan silently praised his resourcefulness.
Hope there won't be a fight.
Qing Shisan soon appeared in the main courtyard, holding a long cigarette rod, leaning against the wall, smoking and thinking.
In the darkness, whistles were heard one after another, and the brothers were using the code words of the brotherhood to ask about the situation inside Qing Thirteen.
Qing Thirteen Xiuxiu blew a few whistles, laughed and scolded in response: "You are all keeping watch, are we allowed to get involved in the master's affairs?" Am I, Qing Shisan, the kind of person who talks nonsense?
If you don't say this, you have said it. The word "风流" is equivalent to explaining the situation clearly.
The implication is that the person is probably fine and is doing well.
Suddenly there was a lot of laughter faintly heard in the darkness.
Laughing and laughing, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Together, a "hoo~" sounded from the corner of Zheng's house, blowing the shadows of the trees.
In the dungeon.
Zheng Xiu dipped in vinegar and swallowed the eyeball alive.
The moment he swallowed the eyeballs, a fishy stench surged up, and a burning sensation seemed to burn through his stomach. The pain caused Zheng Xiu to break into a cold sweat and tremble all over. He gritted his teeth without making a sound.
The others looked at it and thought, "Oh no, that's not good" and wanted to comfort him. However, Feng Bei stepped forward out of habit and gently hugged Zheng Xiu's head. Zheng Xiu immediately stopped feeling pain.
Everyone was stunned again when they saw this.
This Feng Bei started too quickly.
Soon, Zheng Xiu's shriveled skin swelled up again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the chapped texture regained a new luster.
After a long time, Zheng Xiu opened his eyes again and said with a smile, "I'm fine."
"Meow~"
A meow attracted everyone's attention.
Xiao Fengmiao slipped in at some point and lay quietly aside watching.
Zheng Erniang and others looked back, wondering if the secret door above was not closed properly, but they didn't think too much. With Feng Bei's help, Zheng Xiu returned to the room.
Along the way, Feng Bei stared blankly at his hands.
The "contact" with Zheng Xiu seemed to have become a habit and muscle memory. She would still subconsciously keep a distance from everyone except Zheng Xiu, but Zheng Xiu had been together for ten years, almost instinctively. In front of Zheng Xiu, she forgot her ominousness and her physique.
After placing Zheng Xiu on the soft couch and seeing Zheng Xiu sleeping deeply, Feng Bei still didn't recover from the shock. He was worried and murmured: "This is impossible."
For a long period of time, Feng Bei believed that the reason why he was able to touch "Zheng Shan" was because "Zheng Shan" was actually the "incarnation" of Zheng Xiu. To put it bluntly, it was a kind of strange magic. Her skills couldn't compete with Zheng Xiu's skills, which was why her auspiciousness couldn't harm Zheng Xiu at all.
But this brief contact made Feng Bei suddenly realize that the truth behind it seemed not as simple as she thought. There seems to be another reason why Zheng Xiu was able to restrain her "ominousness".
"Why?"
Feng Bei couldn't understand.
Her illness...is cured?
She wanted to find some other living creatures to try immediately, but she was uneasy.
Feng Bei raised his eyes and looked at the familiar sleeping face tightly wrapped in quilt.
"Is it because of him?"
"Miss Fengbei."
After Zheng Erniang sent the others away, she closed the door and approached Feng Bei.
Feng Bei took a step back.
Zheng Erniang frowned, stopped, and smiled slightly: "Erniang would like to thank Miss Fengbei for the master. If Miss Fengbei hadn't brought him the 'antidote', I really don't know what to do with my master's illness."
Feng Bei nodded calmly as an answer.
Erniang bowed and bowed: "Please, Miss Fengbei, please don't blame Erniang for being abrupt. Erniang has a question. I wonder if Miss Fengbei can clear up the confusion?"
Feng Bei was silent for a moment, glanced at Zheng Xiu on the bed, clenched her fists, her voice trembled slightly, but her expression was still cold and peaceful. Before Zheng Erniang asked, she guessed Zheng Erniang's question and answered on her own: "We met by chance. "
Erniang was surprised.
Zheng Xiu, who was sleeping soundly, muttered, "Mrs. Zheng."
Feng Bei's cheeks bulged, and Zheng Erniang covered her mouth with her long sleeves, hiding the melancholy between her brows. Smiling secretly: "Second mother, I understand. Tonight, Miss Lao Fengbei will take care of me."
Zheng Erniang said and walked out Yingying, closing the door tightly.
Feng Bei raised his hand, Tan's mouth opened slightly, and he didn't have time to refuse.
"She went too fast. Well. That's right."
Feng Bei quickly found a reason for himself.
It wasn't that she was willing, but that Zheng Erniang didn't have time to ask her opinion.
In the room, the candlelight flickered, and Feng Bei sat down by the bed. She felt awkward when there were outsiders around, but when they were the only two people left in the room, Feng Bei's mood calmed down.
It was quiet for a while, and Zheng Xiu's long breathing was occasionally mixed with snoring.
She looked at Zheng Xiu's face and involuntarily moved closer, getting closer and closer, and their lips were almost touching. Zheng Xiu subconsciously probed his mouth while "sleeping", but found nothing.
Feng Bei's eyes showed a hint of joy that his plan had succeeded, and he said softly: "Still pretending?"
It's not like she doesn't know how this guy snores when he's asleep.
Can't hide it from her.
Zheng Xiu opened his eyes and blinked. He reached out from under the quilt and gently grabbed Feng Bei's hand. Just as Feng Bei was about to break away, Zheng Xiu shouted "It hurts", and Feng Bei had no choice but to let him go.
Zheng Xiu kneaded Feng Bei's soft palm rhythmically, gently and gently, as if it was a secret message. Feng Bei understood, but begged: "Don't..."
Zheng Xiu stopped his movements and wondered: "Why?"
He noticed that the relationship between the two was strange.
Mainly Fengbei.
Feng Bei took a deep breath. She suddenly turned over and sat on Zheng Xiu through the quilt. She clasped Zheng Xiu's other hand, and the two of them clasped their fingers and looked at each other. A smile that was very familiar to Zheng Xiu suddenly appeared on Feng Bei's face. He was domineering and free and easy, just like a bandit leader with a hard-on weapon.
"When you look at me now, do I look like Xie Luohe or Feng Bei?"
Feng Bei laughed freely and happily.
Zheng Xiu was stunned.
Smiling, Feng Bei returned to his usual cold and aloof character in the next second: "You can't tell the difference."
"I can't tell the difference either."
"Ten years." Feng Bei bit his lower lip lightly: "I'm not cruel to you, but I can't tell who I am, who can make you happy, and who can marry you. Who was the last person who stayed with you for ten years?"
"When I return to the human world, I am still Fengbei, not her."
What did Zheng Xiu want to say.
Feng Bei shook his head stubbornly: "But she was the first person to marry you."
"Have you ever thought that there was no 'Xieluo River' from the beginning? The real Xieluo River and Gongsun Mo were taken away by Chang An a hundred years ago. The only thing left in the painting is the memory and past written by Gongsun Mo. It is you, yourself Live your life like the Xieluo River, and you will still be you."
Zheng Xiu tried hard to correct Feng Bei's thoughts.
"But I still think about why and who I am." Feng Bei said in a dreamy tone: "Just like what she said that night, she has become a mystery, a person who will live in my heart forever. puzzle."
"Think of a monk."
"I know, I have the same disease as him. It's just..."
"That's enough." Zheng Xiu looked at the pain on Feng Bei's face, endured the fatigue and stood up and hugged her gently: "If you can't tell the difference, just don't be in a hurry. Just regard the hundred years in the painting as our In the previous life, you were Xie Luohe and I was Gongsun Mo. In this life, we met again. Ahem," Zheng Xiu coughed twice: "Hello, this pretty girl, I am Zhonglie Hou Zheng Xiu. My family is rich, a lot of money. "
This was the first time that Zheng Xiu truly embraced her as "Zheng Xiu".
He is neither the illusory Gongsun Mo, nor the incarnation Zheng Shan, nor the pony villain.
But Zheng Xiu, the upright richest man, Zhongliehou, Zheng Xiu.
Seeing Zheng Xiu pretending to be serious, Feng Bei was startled. He could always do this, calm her emotions and erase her uneasiness in the simplest way. He could always do this. Feng Bei breathed a sigh of relief.
"Feng Bei." The smile reappeared on Feng Bei's face: "When Feng Bei comes to the instrument, the northern geese fly south... Feng Bei."
"Good name."
The two hugged each other quietly.
"By the way, the promised reward..."
Zheng Xiu suddenly felt a little pushy. But that's what was said.
Feng Bei had no choice but to take a bite on Zheng Xiu's lips, like a chicken pecking at rice. The root of his ears immediately turned red, and every detail on the round and round earlobes was revealed, like a crystal clear grape, which made Zheng Xiu wish he could Take a bite.
Zheng Xiu felt hot all over. They had obviously been a couple in the picture for ten years, but now the drama of "getting acquainted again" made him feel extra exciting inexplicably. He felt that a little separation was better than the happiness of a newlywed.
Feng Bei lay on the bed, holding each other with Zheng Xiu across the quilt all night, talking quietly.
Zheng Xiu was really tired in the middle of the night and fell into a deep sleep.
Three days later.
Under Zheng Erniang's nourishing diet, Zheng Xiu recovered quickly.
The crow farmer's "mortal technique" almost killed all the vitality in Zheng Xiu's body. If it weren't for the "unbreakable" protection, Zheng Xiu might not be able to withstand it.
Such a terrifying technique, Zheng Xiu thought of the three remaining eyes, and secretly wondered if he also wanted to raise a crow keeper.
In the early morning of the third day, Qing Shisan brought a wheelchair, and Feng Bei pushed Zheng Xiu to bask in the sun in the yard.
The long-lost sunlight reflected on Zheng Xiu's still somewhat sickly pale face.
He enjoyed the moment of tranquility, closing his eyes and letting his consciousness drift away.
Zheng Xiu took great pains to create the legend of "Eternal Purgatory" in the imperial city, and now the harvest season has finally arrived. Zheng Xiu was able to enter the prison of his heart after his mind sank in Zheng's mansion.
With Feng Bei watching over him, Zheng Xiuzhen has nothing to worry about. Having a wife who can fight is a worry-free thing.
The scenery in the prison of the heart remained the same as before. After a moment, Zheng Xiu glanced at the [Painter] creature trapped by chains in the corner and sat on the game table that he had not seen for a long time.
The gloomy scenery actually made Zheng Xiu feel warm in his heart. On the game table, there were three villains, namely [Zheng Shan], [Zheng Baimei], and [Zheng Evil].
[Zheng Shan] and [Zheng Baimei] were struck by the Crow Raider's spell once each and died once. Now the two incarnations are erratic, looming, only part of the head is formed, and the rest is only a cloud of gray mist.
After the two avatars seemed to be completely killed, they fell into a resurrection period and became unusable for a short period of time.
Zheng Xiu made a casual move, and the parchment paper broke through the gray fog, floated in from outside the fence, and landed on the table.
Zheng Xiu's information is clearly recorded on it.
[Host]: [Zheng Xiu]
[Door Path]: [Prisoner] (Jiazi·Seventh Gate)
[Restrictions]: [Surprise Cage (Unfinished)]
[Compatibility]: [Twenty percent]
[Derivatives]: [Watching the Sky in Prison (Proficient)] [Wandering in the Fugue (Proficient)] [Projection (Proficient)] [Unbreakable (Proficient)]
[Talent]: [No businessman, no treachery (proficient)] [Foreign language (little attainments)]
[Experience]: [White carp first seeks secrets, troubled times are turbulent (first enters the world)] [Often escapes from danger, Haoran's righteousness remains (retreats from the world)] [Beheads the fairy with ruthless hands, saves the pretty girl in anger (heroic boy)] [ With a snap of a finger, a hundred years of solitude appear in the painting.]
It's a little different.
Zheng Xiu looked at it for a moment. When he walked out of the world in the painting, he noticed that the world around him had not changed at all. He knew that the world in the painting was all the "memories" and "longings" that Gongsun Mo had spent hundreds of years painting. He It won't change anything, and it won't have any impact on the eternal world.
Zheng Xiu originally thought that it was enough to pass, but he was still recorded by the [Prisoner].
Calculated a ghost.
There is a record in [Experience].
Saved.
【foreign language】? What strange talent?
Zheng Xiu didn't have time to wonder when and where he learned the [Foreign Language]. He quickly noticed that as the ghosts in the [Pictured World] were archived, his [Prisoner] once again moved forward a door.
But he hasn't entered yet.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zheng Xiu's feet fell into the mud.
"Plop!"
A faint light spot gradually faded away in the field of vision, and Zheng Xiu continued to sink downwards.
It was not the first time for Zheng Xiu to visit Chu'er at "Menjing", so he was not surprised by this. Quietly wait for the consciousness to sink to the bottom, and put your feet on the ground. There is a road at your feet, and at the end of the road there is a half-open door. That is the seventh door of [Prisoner].
The door has been opened, just waiting for Zheng Xiu to walk in.
winter!
When Zheng Xiu left, flesh and blood twisted like steel bars squeezed out of the door, and the door was squeezed into a strange shape. The fierce black wind blew all of Zheng Xiu's long hair back, and the twisting flesh and blood squeezed through the door and reshaped between the door and the door.
Zheng Xiu opened his mouth wide, raised his head little by little, and watched helplessly as the piece of flesh squeezed out of the door leaf reshaped into a giant twenty-meter-tall monster like a model.
The monster has a huge mouth, which is as dark as a black hole. The knotted muscles on its body squirm with the monster's movements, like flesh worms. What shocked Zheng Xiu the most was that there were three thick arms on each side of the monster's body. The length of the arms was comparable to its height. At a glance, the overall shape of the monster looked like a spider covered with muscles.
Twisted small characters appeared in front of my eyes.
[You go further into the door. 】
[You captured the 'Devil' in the doorway. 】
Zheng Xiu learned the name of the monster.
Give birth to a demon.
The scene in front of him reminded Zheng Xiu of the first time he "captured" the bird in prison.
At that time, the bird in the prison collided directly with him, so he considered the "capture" successful.
But now.
Winter winter winter!
The 20-meter-tall monster, Diamo, let out a harsh roar and charged towards Zheng Xiu. He punched Zheng Xiu.
When Zheng Xiu saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched.
This time "capture" doesn't seem so easy.
Half of Zheng Xiu's body was instantly beaten into a ball of fog, and Zheng Xiu's consciousness went blank for a moment.
Zheng Xiu never expected to encounter a life and death crisis in the doorway.
After Dan Mo's six muscle arms punched Zheng Xiu away, he pressed his six arms to the ground, and opened his bloody mouth. The mouth cracked due to too much force, and a terrifying black light gathered in the huge mouth.
Zheng Xiu was beaten to pieces by a punch, and the "body" that had been beaten away regrouped. He finally got up, and looked at the black light gathering in Dan Mo's mouth, his heart pounding, and he was dumbfounded.
"Isn't this a fucking fort?"
