Gu Qiutang is a reasonable person.
The time it took to convince Gu Qiutang was a little less than Zheng Xiu initially expected.
Using the rope prepared under the carriage seat, the bloody Gu Qiutang was tied to the roof of the carriage, and Yin Qingqing drove the carriage back silently.
Returning to the imperial city in the middle of the night, Zheng Xiu swaggered into the city during the curfew after showing the Red King Jade Pendant.
This is how the prince behaves when one person is subordinate to tens of thousands of people.
Slapping open the courtyard door of the living dead Situ Yong, Zheng Xiu dropped a heavy bag of silver and the dying Gu Qiutang. While Situ Yong was cursing, Zheng Xiu calmly smiled and said: "Pay half of the deposit first, and pay the other half after rescuing him."
Situ Yong immediately lost his opinion and asked several medicine boys to carefully move Gu Qiutang into the inner room.
"It won't happen again." Situ Yong knew very well who was standing in front of him. After putting the money bag away, Situ Yong sighed: "Doctors are kind."
The money given by the Red King was enough for him to purchase a small medical clinic in the middle of the busy city.
When Zheng Xiu wanted to pretend to accidentally follow Situ Yong and take a peek.
Situ Yong stopped in front of the hanging curtain.
"Prince Zheng, please come back."
"Okay, got it."
Zheng Xiu was frustrated. Although he was curious about what Situ Yong's miraculous skills were for taking the path of a [physician], since Situ Yong made it so clear, Zheng Xiu did not forcefully use his identity as a prince to break Situ Yong's rules. Return.
Back home, Yin Qingqing was still shocked by what happened during the day.
She was extremely curious in her heart whether it was Feng Bei or Chi Wang who beat the former "Xia Xian Si" Gu Qiutang into such a motionless state in just a few breaths.
If it was Feng Bei, this would be understandable. It's just that Feng Bei's men rarely have any survivors.
If it were the Red King...
Yin Qingqing took a sharp breath, remembering the secret records in the Secret Service. Many people had speculated that there was a "merchant" path in the world, perhaps the path Zheng Xiu took. Can a businessman beat Gu Qiutang alive like that?
Yin Qingqing didn't believe it.
"Perhaps it was really the Red King who took matters into his own hands to establish his authority."
The mystery of the Red King made Yin Qingqing vaguely understand the reason why the emperor gave her to the Red King.
In the room, Yin Qingqing took off her bellyband, and her smooth back was reflected in the bronze mirror. The ugly tattoo-like word "Jiyou" on her back made Yin Qingqing look disgusted.
After undressing and getting on the bed, Yin Qingqing first took out two balls of cotton, blocked her ears, and curled up under the quilt.
There were many oil lamps burning in her room, making the room brightly lit. In the middle of the night, Yin Qingqing's eyes widened in horror, and she once again watched as masses of "darkness" visible to the naked eye squeezed toward the bed where she was sleeping from the corner, making her breathless.
"Here we go again... here we go again... here we go again..."
Yin Qingqing closed her eyes in pain, and there was a sound in her ears like sharp nails scraping on the door and window. It was like something entrenched in the darkness, with sharp nails crawling on the ground, approaching her little by little.
But Yin Qingqing knew very well that there was no living creature either inside or outside the house.
This is a "whisper" from Chang Dark.
…
After sending Feng Bei back to his room, Zheng Xiu excitedly entered the small dungeon.
Tonight, Zhizhi and Jing Xuemei were practicing together in the dungeon. They were dressed in cool clothes, their bodies were red and white, and their hands and feet were intertwined, forming a strange posture.
They are practicing the skill "Orchid".
After taking a look, it was strange, Zheng Xiu went straight to the depths.
According to his instructions before going out, a large wooden barrel has been placed here. Under the dim light, venom as thick as asphalt is surging in the barrel, and from time to time a bubble bubbles out.
Zheng Xiu took a sip, but the smell was better than he expected, and there was even a faint smell of strange flowers.
Thousand Hands Poison Lady Ji Hongou Root’s specially formulated formula.
As he smelled it, he felt dizzy, and a blur of seven-colored light appeared in front of his eyes. Zheng Xiu quickly covered his mouth and nose and took a few steps back, not daring to try anything.
As expected of the Thousand-Handed Poisonous Lady, there seemed to be a lot of drugs added to the bath water.
"This smells good."
While Zheng Xiu was sighing at the efficient work efficiency of Zheng's workers, he was ten steps away from the wooden barrel filled with venom. He sat down on the spot, his consciousness sank, and he sat on the bone chair in the prison of his heart.
Zheng Xiu checked the locations of several stations. "Huahua Station" was about to arrive in Shuzhou, and the journey was safe so far.
The luck shown by the monk in "The Station" is "the lucky star shines high". Although luck is illusory and unpredictable, during the days he spent with the monk, the monk's luck was indeed inexplicably good, which made Zheng Xiu have to believe it. There is indeed a theory of luck. Therefore, Zheng Xiu was not worried about the monk going out. He just took a quick look and was done.
"When the monk arrives at General Town, I will follow him and have a look."
Zheng Xiu knew that the monk wanted to find out the answer from the master, so why didn't he do the same?
[Prisoner] After opening the seventh door, Zheng Xiu's physical fitness improved by leaps and bounds, and his five senses were sharp. Even if he didn't project any incarnation, ordinary three or five men could not do anything to him at close range.
When capturing Gu Qiutang, Zheng Xiu took the opportunity to transform into a "devil" and experienced the pleasure of a violent monster.
The two postures of "bird in prison" and "devil birth" have completely different characteristics. The prison bird can fly, has aerial combat capabilities, and greatly increases its speed, making it suitable for most situations. But the demon is different. The posture of the demon is twisted, the movement is slow, the body is bulky, and it is almost impossible to move quickly. When Zheng Xiugang transformed into the demon, the soil under his feet collapsed. Obviously, the weight of the "devil" is definitely measured in tons. .
"The demon is more like...a fort."
When transforming into the devil-eating form, Zheng Xiu was cautious, always feeling like something was about to spit out when he opened his mouth. If he hadn't been afraid of accidentally killing Gu Qiutang with one blow, he would have had to try the power of "breath".
"But, why is it only half of it?"
Now that Zheng Xiu thought about it, he still couldn't figure it out. The posture of the bird in the prison is "a wing", and the devil who should have six arms only has three arms, all of which are "half".
eccentric.
However, no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't come up with an answer. After struggling for a while, Zheng Xiu returned to the topic, looking at the three incarnations in his mind's prison, and at the handsome young man with lotus eyebrows, ready to poke in.
Before he transformed into a "bad boy" for the first time in a long time and attacked, Zheng Xiu's eyes accidentally fell on the cute and cute "Fengbei Station". He suddenly became playful and poked Fengbei's soft face decisively.
The dark mist turned into a whirlpool, and a small black door opened in the whirlpool, sucking Zheng Xiu's consciousness in.
at the same time.
In Fengbei's room.
Screens with hundreds of birds chirping and flowers in bloom stand all around, steaming up and changing into various shapes that seem to be fake and real.
Fresh petals were sprinkled in the spacious wooden barrel. Feng Bei tested the water temperature, nodded with satisfaction, took off his shoes and socks, and stood in front of the bronze mirror.
Her cold and delicate face was reflected in the bronze mirror. She stared blankly at herself in the mirror, and suddenly, a playful smile appeared in her reflection. The hazy mist covered the bronze mirror with a thin layer of water vapor, making the reflection look dull.
Feng Bei couldn't see clearly, so she walked to the mirror on her white toes. She hesitantly stretched out her palms, stayed in front of the mirror for a moment, and finally wiped off the water mist on the mirror.
After wiping away the water mist, a tearful face was reflected in the mirror. In the mirror, she was wearing a bright red wedding robe, a phoenix crown and a haori, with a touch of pink and white, her eyebrows were like green feathers, her muscles were like mutton fat, and her lips were as red as blood.
She giggled in the mirror, laughing and crying at the same time: "I have become an eternal mystery in your hearts. You can never figure it out, figure it out, or solve it. This is a mystery that you will never solve! Hehehe! "
winter!
Feng Bei had no expression on her face and punched out, leaving a clear punch mark in the center of the bronze mirror. The reflection in the mirror was distorted, and she saw herself again.
Whisper, rustle, rustle...
The black dress slid down softly, Feng Bei sighed softly, and repositioned the bronze mirror. She hesitated for a while, then with a smile on her face, she tied up her hair for the first time in a long time, like a newlywed young woman, immersing herself in a wooden barrel, stirring the flowers with water, and washing the peach blossoms. Petal, enjoying a moment of tranquility and pleasure.
While washing, Feng Bei frowned.
There seemed to be a little more... something else in the large wooden barrel that could only accommodate one person to wash.
Wow!
The confused boy rushed out of the water, soaked to the skin. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Bei with an expressionless face.
Look further down.
Look up.
Zheng Xiu acted openly and without blinking. After all, come here.
The young man combed his wet long hair back with his hands, pointed at Feng Bei's hair, and praised without hesitation: "It looks good with your hair tied up."
Feng Bei nodded numbly.
The young man then looked shy again: "I had long wanted to try playing with mandarin ducks in the water when I was in the painting, but I never expected that I would accidentally do it today."
Feng Bei fisted hard.
Zheng Xiu watched Feng Bei's face getting darker and darker, and asked seriously: "If I say that I was really careless, would you believe it?"
"Do not believe."
Feng Bei smiled slightly and gave the boy a slap.
boom!
The barrel instantly shattered into ashes, and the boy screamed, spun, rolled, jumped, crashed through the wall, and flew out.
The next day.
Zheng Xiu's "poison bath" last night was still finished. Before dawn, he used the evil boy incarnation to immerse himself in the poison. At first there was no reaction, but then from time to time small gnat characters appeared in front of his eyes:
[You risked your life to test the poison yourself, and your physique gained extremely little experience. 】
[You took a sip of poison regardless of the risk to your life, and your physique gained extremely little experience. 】
[You bathed in the poison, chatted and laughed, and your will was extremely, extremely meagerly tempered. 】
It can indeed gain experience.
This is indeed a broad road.
Just a little slow.
Zheng Xiu spent about half an hour using his avatar, jumping once every few minutes on average, and a total of eighteen experience value prompts popped up.
Taking back his avatar, Zheng Xiu opened his eyes, went back to his room, dressed neatly, and walked out of the room with a frown on his face, rubbing his face. Although Feng Bei's palm was said to have been slapped on the "evil boy", he and the avatar share the same senses. Zheng Xiu still feels pain in his face. If Feng Bei's palm hadn't been merciful, he would have been able to directly Shoot the villain back to the resurrection point.
"We've obviously been an old married couple in my dream for ten years, why can't we let go?"
Zheng Xiu walked to the dining room depressedly. The atmosphere in the Red Prince's mansion was tense, and assassins from the Brotherhood were on duty on the roof everywhere.
The Brotherhood Assassins whistled a message:
"Has the assassin been found?"
"Nope!"
"What a fool, how dare you break into Prince Chi's Mansion late at night, and also break into Madam's Mansion. I really don't know how to write the word "death"."
"But didn't Madam say forget it later?"
"Count it? How can it count? Where is the Red Prince's Mansion? Breaking into the Red Prince's Mansion late at night is equivalent to slapping our prince in the face! Can you bear it? We can't bear it!"
The brothers talked a lot.
Viewed from a height, in the east courtyard where Feng Bei lived, there was a large human-shaped hole in the house, and a large hole in the wall of the courtyard. Farther away, a deep ravine was plowed out of the flowers on the ground. You can imagine that after the suspected "assassin" was slapped away by the lady, it crashed through several walls, fell to the ground, and dragged a long distance.
"Madam's palm is so terrifying."
"The assassin must have been photographed and turned into ashes!"
"You know, Madam's hand lives in an unknown person..."
"Hush! The prince is here!"
When Zheng Xiu walked down the corridor with his head held high, the assassins of the Brotherhood whistled to greet the prince.
The "assassin" incident caused a fuss in Prince Chi's Mansion last night. It was originally a small matter, but Zheng Xiu really couldn't tell the truth about it, so he could only let the brothers be nervous for a while, just treat it as a long-lost training. .
During breakfast, Zheng Erniang mentioned with a worried look that an assassin had sneaked into Prince Chi's Mansion last night. Feng Bei, who was drinking tea, raised the corners of his lips and lowered his head in silence. Zheng Xiu waved his hand and reassured Jiajuan, saying that Feng Bei had slapped the assassin into ashes, so there was no need to worry.
"Meow!"
The elusive little Fengmiao jumped down from the beam, held the cat's belly and pointed at Zheng Xiu with its paws, meowing and rolling on the table.
Seeing this, the women were thoughtful. Zhizhi was outspoken and stared blankly at the strange orange cat. He couldn't help but said to the Red King: "Master, it seems to be... laughing at you."
"Hey! It..." Zheng Xiu wanted to say, "Does it dare?", but when he thought that this orange cat with a strange origin seemed to really dare, he was speechless. Zheng Xiu would not be stupid enough to attack the orange cat in front of everyone, so he said: "It likes me."
"Meow meow?"
【you are dreaming? 】
The orange cat rolled his eyes.
"Stop it, Xiaofeng." Feng Bei blushed and waved to the orange cat. The orange cat took elegant steps on the table, took a barbecued pork bun in its mouth, and quietly enjoyed the food in Feng Bei's arms.
Others have long been accustomed to the orange cat's behavior. Such a humane orange cat can only be said to be raised by the prince and is spiritual.
Seeing this, Zheng Xiu asked curiously: "When did you become so familiar with it?"
"What do you think?" Feng Bei rolled his eyes at Zheng Xiu angrily, more like coquettishness than anger.
The breakfast ended in a strange atmosphere. Zheng Xiu asked Ji Hongou to prepare a bucket of poisonous water tonight, and then went out in the car.
After becoming the Red King, Zheng Xiu could no longer travel as casually as before. Zheng Xiu left more of the family business to Zheng Erniang to take care of. He has recently been busy cleaning up Ye Weiyang's mess. First, he took a car to the doctor's office and briefly consulted on Gu Qiutang's injuries.
"It's nothing serious."
After a simple ceremony, the miracle doctor Situ Yong told Zheng Xiu: "In the past, he would have been disabled even if he was injured. Nowadays, thaumaturgy is rampant. He can stay alive after lying down for a few days."
Zheng Xiu remembered that his [Medical Medicine] almost had the effect of "living dead human flesh and white bones" under the increase of "Surprise Cage". A hole as big as the belly of the big white snake in Tianyin Mountain blinked under the nourishment of "Compassionate Heaven and Merciful Rain" It healed in the blink of an eye and there were no scars. Zheng Xiu had no doubts about what Situ Yong said. He dropped another bag of money and called it "comfort money" and walked out of the hospital.
The carriage was walking leisurely on the street. The new Red King was quite popular among the people. When they saw the Red King going on patrol, they all shouted "Red King shows off one after another." Unable to reject the warm hospitality, Zheng Xiu could only open the curtain and wave to the people. Then on a whim, he threw a hundred and eighty taels of change into the street just for fun.
Alas, the happiness of the rich prince.
While patrolling, when Zheng Xiu was about to return home, the carriage bumped and stopped.
"Your Majesty, someone is stopping the car."
The driver put on his hood and hid his face in the shadow of the hood. His demeanor changed, becoming a bit more ethereal and uncertain.
"Who?" Red King asked calmly and calmly.
"A blind man." The coachman smiled and touched the hidden sword hidden in his sleeve: "The blind man who gave the bed-warming maid a pair."
