At night, with the cicadas chirping noisily, Zheng Xiu hugged the orange cat and hummed a little tune back to his room.
I took a detour and passed by the courtyard where Feng Bei lived. The lights inside were turned off early. Feng Bei seemed to have rested, which made Zheng Xiu return disappointed.
Since returning from the cannibal painting, the relationship between him and Feng Bei has maintained a subtle "ambiguity". Even if she could cuddle a little, she wouldn't object to Zheng Xiu occasionally blurting out "ma'am" accidentally, but it was difficult for her to make any further progress.
Zheng Xiu knew that there was a knot in Feng Bei's heart. This knot would not be easily eliminated in a short while, so he could only let nature take its course.
After returning to the room, he undressed and took off his belt. Zheng Xiu couldn't sleep for a while on the bed, so he turned on the machine and entered the dungeon after a long time.
As soon as he entered the dungeon, he heard faint moans.
In a cell, Pingping tied herself into an undulating shape, handcuffed her hands and feet tightly, and arched her toes like a crayfish. Her fair skin was slightly red due to congestion, and she was dripping with fragrant sweat.
This made Zheng Xiu feel a little thirsty. Ping Ping's figure was the most exaggerated among the women he had ever seen. Her wide skirt was white, and she exuded a mature charm. However, her face is like that of a girl in her mid-teens and sixteens, full of childlike innocence.
This extremely contradictory combination should be said to be worthy of being the princess of the Yuezhi. She lives up to her name: Da Yuezhi.
Dayeshi Pingping seems to be practicing some very strange and bold thaumaturgy.
The four maids all followed the "Orchid" path, but now they have taken a different path and gone astray. Zheng Xiu cannot help them on the next road, unless Zheng Xiu is determined to persuade them to go back to the "right path", which is of course impossible.
He knew the four golden flowers that Er Niang had followed for many years very well.
They are all young people who are working hard to make progress in life.
Since Pingping was concentrating on practicing the [Orchid] magic technique, Zheng Xiu did not disturb her. He tiptoed past the hot and hot cell, and Zheng Xiu came to the depths of the dungeon.
The cells are also divided into levels. Although Zheng Xiu can also enter the heart prison on the ground of the Red Prince's Mansion due to the "Infinite Purgatory", there is still a difference between the two. In the real prison cell, Zheng Xiu felt that he had a closer connection with the [prisoner], and the process of entering the mental prison became smoother.
Sitting cross-legged, Zheng Xiu calmed down his mind. Almost instantly, he felt the human soul floating up and entering the prison of his heart.
The scenery in the prison of the heart is still eerie. [Painter] The strange thing was locked aside.
When Zheng Xiuren's soul entered, the skeletal arm was about to move, struggling, and the chain made a clanking sound. He once tried to communicate with the [Painter] monster to test whether it had the ability to communicate. It's just that the result is no surprise. The "weird thing" is more like a pure "creature" and has no intelligence. This made Zheng Xiu disappointed but also secretly relieved.
The [Painter] artifact he obtained is different from other alien artifacts. The alien was born, perhaps already integrated with the artifact when he was born into the world, and they are indistinguishable from each other. But Zheng Xiu’s [Painter] trick was acquired the day after tomorrow and was not completely integrated with him.
"Tricks can be snatched."
Zheng Xiu recalled the memory in the painting, and Zhu personally handed the strange object into Gongsun Mo's hands, making Gongsun Mo a real "stranger".
"Is there a difference between being born a different person and... being a different person the day after tomorrow?"
Zheng Xiu lowered his head and pondered the difference.
But in practice, there seems to be no difference.
It would be better to say that his way of "using" charlatans is more flexible. charlatans are no longer an ability. In Zheng Xiu's hands, charlatans have become a "tool".
This may be what makes [Prisoner] truly special.
Zheng Xiu touched the knot on his forehead and thought to himself: "In other words, I have become a 'foreigner' in both the 'Prisoner' and the 'Painter' categories at the same time."
"Except for the particularity of the 'Prisoner', are there any other ways... to achieve true fusion?"
"There are 'forks' in the doorway. Is there also a...new road formed by the fusion of the two doorways?"
Zheng Xiu suddenly had a whim.
"For example, will 'Orchid' and 'Xingjie' become...'Swift Orchid'? Or, for example, 'Thousand Doors General' and 'Stealing Door' will become the 'Thousand Doors Phantom Thieves' who cheat and steal? Another example is' A mourner goes to practice being a "literary", but once he starts crying, he becomes a sentimental "poetry fairy"?"
"Holy shit, it's so weird."
Thinking about it again, it’s still weird.
The more I think about it, the weirder it gets.
Zheng Xiu waved his hand, and the rusty chain protruding from the gray mist was suddenly released. The bone hand, like a tiger that had escaped from its cage, suddenly grabbed Zheng Xiu's face. Zheng Xiu had no expression on his face, and punched the "strange thing" to the ground. The weird thing fell limply to the floor, motionless.
"It seems that it still lacks training. This may be the disadvantage of being a foreigner. After all, the monster is not a risk-free thing." Zheng Xiu waved his hand lazily, and the chain locked the monster in the corner again.
The twisted melon is not sweet, it only quenches thirst.
But now in the prison of the heart, the prisoner has the final say. Whether this melon is sweet or not depends on how Zheng Xiu forces it. No matter what stuff comes in, it can't make waves.
After playing for a while, Zheng Xiu sat on the game table.
At this time, green flames floated up, and the flames contained various qualities used for incarnation.
"After the Prisoner's Path opens new doors, other characteristics can continue to improve."
In the dead of night, looking at the many practical features, Zheng Xiu began to make the next step of "sweeping the wool". Zhu, who had lived for thousands of years, once again hid behind the scenes, which made Zheng Xiu feel like he was in trouble, and he was full of vigilance.
As the saying goes, it is easier to hide from an open gun than a hidden arrow. The enemy hiding in the dark is often the most dangerous.
So no matter what, improving one's own strength is always the simplest way to block "hidden arrows".
The three incarnations of [Zheng Shan], [Zheng Baimei], and [Zheng E] are floating on the game table with their eyes closed. Both the incarnations of [Zheng Shan] and [Zheng Baimei] were "killed" once by the crow farmer, and now they are "resurrected" again. Zheng Xiu learned from this that it took about two months for the incarnation to be resurrected after being destroyed.
Although the destruction of the avatar does not affect Zheng Xiu's use of the [Painter] artifact, in fact once the avatar is destroyed, it will still have a certain impact on his strength. There seems to be a "similarity" between monsters and incarnations.
[Painter] Weird Things are very compatible with [Zheng Shan], and there is no ambiguity in using them. He once tried to use [Evil Boy] to use magic objects to draw pictures, and there was a clear difference in the feelings that the two gave Zheng Xiu.
This is also why Zheng Xiu wants to find a way to change the "life and death" restriction of [Heaven and Earth join forces and return to one sword intention]. It hurts too much to use it. Killing 10,000 enemies and losing 100 to yourself is a bit unbearable.
As the level of [Prisoner] increases, a new blank incarnation also appears on the game table in the form of a mist, but Zheng Xiu has not yet thought about what to make for the next incarnation.
[Zheng Shan], [Zheng E], [Zheng Baimei], their subsequent promotions, Zheng Xiu all had the idea of Mohu, each with its own characteristics. For a moment, Zheng Xiu couldn't figure out what he was missing.
There is no need to pinch another strong man; there is no need to pinch another boy; there is no need to pinch another sword master.
"Let's talk later."
In the end, Zheng Xiu decided to put the blank incarnation on hold until he thought about it again, and upgrade the one he currently had first.
The first is "Male Zheng Shan".
"Well……"
Zheng Xiu immediately turned to the next person.
In a short period of time, Zheng Xiu didn't want to be a painter anymore.
Because in Gongsun Mo's cannibal paintings, he sat on the ground floor of the palace without eating or drinking for a full hundred years.
Tired of it.
He even felt a little nauseous when he saw the paintings.
Have to isolate for a while.
The second one is "Sword Master Zheng Baimei".
There is no doubt that the old man will take the route of the sword master.
When creating the incarnation of "Sword Master Zheng Baimei", Zheng Xiu upgraded his talent "No businessman, no treacherous" at that time, and learned "at any cost", which made [Knowledge] exceptionally upgraded to [Comprehension]. Now Zheng Baimei's comprehension is "One hears a thousand things" "Enlightenment", it is very suitable to take the path of the Sword Master.
A sword opens the sky.
There is no suspense.
Finally, there is "Evil Boy Zheng E".
Zheng Xiu looked at the young man with lotus blossoms between his brows.
If Zheng Shan is "power", the painter who can fight best; Zheng Baimei is "wisdom", the sword master who can understand best; then what route will the villain take?
"Exception?"
Instead of resorting to "the end justifies the means", can we use other methods to achieve "exception"?
Nowadays, in addition to the "natural power" of the evil boy, among the three incarnations, the most outstanding one is his "physical constitution".
[Physique] Thirty-six (the righteousness remains within the body, evil cannot be affected, and all poisons cannot invade)
"How about trying to practice this?"
Zheng Xiu thought for most of the night and initially decided on the subsequent promotion routes for the three incarnations.
Each has his own strengths.
Before leaving the mental prison, Zheng Xiu accidentally discovered that his [Foreign Language] skill had been upgraded.
[Foreign Language (with ease)] You have been with non-human creatures day and night, and have been inseparable from them. Over time, you can now occasionally understand their gibberish.
There have been subtle changes in talent descriptions. From "hearing" to "understanding", from "them" to "them".
It seems that not much has changed.
He could vaguely understand Xiaofengmiao's words.
Limited to two words.
For example, complimentary words such as "handsome", "integrity", "dedication", "friendly", "rich" and so on.
The curse words were definitely misheard.
The orange cat from Chang An is too cute to curse.
The next day.
Early in the morning, Zheng Xiu saw Feng Bei sitting on the roof holding a kitten and looking at the morning sun.
Zheng Xiu thought for a while and asked a brother who was working the night shift and was about to get off work on time to inform Ji Hongou about something.
This unknown brother wears a black hood with a hidden sword hidden under his robes.
After hearing the prince's request, the assassin felt guilty.
He thought to himself what the prince wanted so much poison. He really wanted to poison and kill people. Wouldn't it be faster, safer and more painless to just let Ji Hongou sprinkle the powder on him?
But the Brotherhood has always done things this way. Even if the master's request is outrageous, they are willing to do it. After all, they can gain experience.
The assassin promised repeatedly, jumped up on the wall with a bump on his butt, fell back a few times and disappeared, and happily went to work overtime for the prince.
"Are you going to meet Gu Qiutang for a while?"
When Zheng Xiu ordered his men to prepare their horses and go out, Feng Bei walked forward with the little orange cat in his arms, pursed his lips and raised his hands: "I will go with you."
Zheng Xiu saw the worry in Feng Bei's eyes. She was worried that Gu Qiutang would get angry and hurt someone. Just when he was about to say it was okay, Zheng Xiu rolled his eyes and showed a look of fear on his face: "That's just right. I'm afraid that guy will kill the king with a knife without morals... I'm so scared of him."
These deliberately shameless words were very loud, and suddenly whistles rose and fell all over the Prince's Palace, implicitly praising the prince for his prudence.
Feng Bei was stunned, and immediately couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this.
"You have to teach me Zheng's secret whistle!"
Feng Bei listened to the unexplained whistles one after another. His cheeks bulged slightly and he seemed very angry.
"Definitely next time!" Prince Zheng happily agreed.
The two went out side by side, and Zheng Xiu called Yin Qingqing.
Yin Qingqing was like a loyal little mare in the Red Prince's Mansion, arriving at every turn. After a while, she came to Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei, bowed and said: "My slave, Qingqing, has met the Red Prince. May I ask what your orders are? .”
Since he wanted to let the emperor know that he was diligently doing practical things, Zheng Xiu unceremoniously asked Yin Qingqing to be the coachman to take him and Fengbei on a sightseeing tour. Yin Qingqing looked at Shiba, but it was actually a ripe fruit, and Zheng Xiu felt no distress at all when he woke up.
The people sent by the emperor are very interesting to train.
Chatting and laughing with Feng Bei all the way, towards dusk, Zheng Xiu arrived at a valley where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.
Peaks gather on both sides, the valley mouth is hidden, the boulders on both sides are like two-petaled girl's lips, one side is covered with dazzling flowers, the grass is delicious, and the birds are jumping for joy. After getting off the carriage, King Chi ordered Qingqing to stick to the entrance of the valley, and the two of them filed in, walking together in front and behind. At first he was extremely narrow, but only then did he understand people. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear that there was another world in the valley.
The sound of water gurgling in the distance is like the waves crashing on the shore. The pool water in the valley is as green as jade, and a silver streak flows down from the top of the mountain, like a snow-white sharp knife piercing through the jade.
A simple hut stood on the shore. A bare-chested swordsman with long, disheveled hair and a sword on his waist had not yet been unsheathed. He stood in the waterfall and let the water hit him. He was like a human-shaped rock, unmoving under the wash of the water. .
He has deep and shallow scars on his body.
The swordsman opened his eyes in the waterfall, but remained motionless and asked calmly: "You are here to kill me?"
Feng Bei looked at Zheng Xiu and took a step back, acting like a little daughter who let Zheng Xiu take the initiative.
Zheng Xiu smiled and said: "Do you know that Ye Weiyang is now dead in name only?"
Gu Qiutang frowned slightly, but remained still and said, "So what?"
"I am looking for talented people to share the worries of the Holy One and solve the problems of the people in the world. The grudge between you and Fengbei girl Shuzhou is nothing. I will make the decision and cancel it. You only need to do as usual, in the new part If you deal with the mystery in the middle, your monthly payment will be doubled."
When Gu Qiutang heard "add money", a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
Zheng Xiu laughed again: "Not enough?"
Gu Qiutang shook his head: "As expected of the richest Red King in the world."
Zheng Xiu heard the disdain for money in Gu Qiutang's words and was not angry. He asked curiously: "You don't like money. Why did you stay in Ye Weiyang and work for the night master before?"
Gu Qiutang said: "Great justice."
"Is killing my Fengbei a rightful act of justice?"
Hearing this, Feng Bei's lips curled up slightly.
"Strange people are the absurdity of the world."
"What Zhu said?"
"candle?"
"Night Lord."
"yes."
"He lied to you."
Gu Qiutang was silent for a moment and shook his head: "Now, Mr. Gu no longer cares about this matter. Mr. Gu has planned to cultivate here until he gets a glimpse of the peak of martial arts."
"Ha," Zheng Xiu sneered: "Martial arts. Do you know that what is hidden in the cannibal paintings is the martial arts world two hundred years ago, and the martial arts world is dead."
Gu Qiutang shook his head and said calmly: "One person and one sword are the martial arts."
Zheng Xiu turned around and asked Feng Bei: "Has he always been so literary?"
"Wen Qing?" Feng Bei wondered.
"It's the kind that is sad for spring and autumn, sentimental, and silly."
Feng Bei smiled: "Yes."
Gu Qiutang remained motionless, holding the long knife tightly and showing no expression on his face.
The Red King stepped forward, relaxed his shoulders and rubbed his fists.
Feng Bei was surprised: "You..."
"Don't worry." After taking a few steps, the Red King turned back and asked with a smile: "By the way, how far has the living dead Situ Yong's medical skills reached?"
Feng Bei thought for a moment and answered truthfully: "I don't talk about resurrecting the dead, but if there is still one breath left, he will not die."
Gu Qiutang heard it now. Looking at the elegant and imposing "weak prince" who came forward, he smiled instead of getting angry: "You?"
"I."
Zheng Xiu walked to the hut: "You are going the wrong way."
Gu Qiutang was silent for a moment, still motionless, and said concisely: "What do you mean?"
"Don't use the knife."
Gu Qiutang shrank: "Absurd!"
"It's all about seeing and seeing, but it doesn't work." Zheng Xiu persuaded him earnestly: "That's not how the method works. How about a bet? If Xixian Si is beaten to death, Gu Qiutang will have to follow me."
"By you?" Gu Qiutang obviously didn't believe it. If Feng Bei took action, he would believe it.
Zheng Xiu walked into the pool step by step and said as he walked: "This pool of water is like a cage trapping you and me. Neither you nor I can step out of the pool."
cage?
While wondering, Fudo watched the Red King step into the range of his "Fudo" technique. He lowered his body, assumed the "immovable posture", and was about to swing the electric knife towards the Red King.
"If you move, you will die."
"So I said you practiced wrong." The Red King laughed. In an instant, the muscles all over his body swelled like a puff of air, and knotted like a rock. Two meaty bumps suddenly bulged out from the shoulder bone on one side of his back, and then, waves With a crash, two thick arms burst out of the body, and white bones grew out from under the skin.
Um? Why is there only half of it?
Zheng Xiu transformed into the "Devil" for the first time, but only half of it was transformed like a "bird in prison", and he was puzzled. Little did he know that Gu Qiutang, who was in the waterfall, was horrified. In the blink of an eye, the Red King turned into a demon-like posture, with thick arms nearly two meters long growing out of his back, like a demon standing under the sunset at dusk. But the moment Zheng Xiu "moved", Fudou's miraculous technique was launched. He appeared behind the Red King in a flash, raised his hand and struck the hard neck with a knife.
But what greeted him was not the hard and thick neck, but three big hands.
"From today on, Xia Xiansi is dead."
Zheng Xiu pushed Gu Qiutang to the ground with several arms and hammered him randomly.
Outside the valley.
boom!
Yin Qingqing, who was obediently waiting at the entrance of the valley, only heard a loud bang. When he looked up, he saw water rising into the sky, forming a torrential downpour.
Wow!
Yin Qingqing stared blankly at the exaggerated water column, letting her whole body get soaked.
After a while, the Red King walked out carrying a man covered in blood.
The man was motionless, like a corpse.
died?
Yin Qingqing looked at the "dead man" carried on the prince's shoulders, and was so shocked that his whole body trembled, and he was covered in white water.
Who did it?
At this time, Gu Qiutang took a weak breath.
"Let's go! Return!"
The Red King, who was carrying the motionless sword, laughed.
