Zheng Xiuyin "abandoned medicine to pursue martial arts" and after being equipped with the trait of "Eighteen Coiling Dragon Slashes", he specially borrowed a knife from Situ Yong.
Situ Yong didn't seem to have the old-fashioned concept that the martial arts knights of two hundred years ago regarded weapons as wives. If you use our weapons, you use our wives. After asking a few questions, he generously borrowed a lady... No, the knife was given to the young man. use.
Zheng Xiu selected one of the six, which was as small and exquisite as a dagger. Nowadays, Zheng Xiu's [Coiling Dragon's Eighteen Slashes] has already been practiced to the level of "proficiency". Although it is not as good as the treasure king's level back then, it is easy to cut ten or eight Mojiao with a small dagger.
The power of ten inks.
[Eighteen Coiling Dragon Slashes], a proficient person, well, as long as you have a knife, it doesn’t matter what kind of knife you are.
"By the way, old miracle doctor, please come to Xi'er and take their pulse after getting the list of the deceased's widows. Although Xi'er has investigated before and said that the fetuses they are carrying are no different from ordinary people, I still feel a little uneasy. .”
Zheng Xiu borrowed the knife, remembered something, and turned around to give him instructions.
"Widow?" Situ Yong's old face darkened: "Young master, I'm afraid it's a little... inconvenient?"
Situ Yong stretched out his index finger and thumb and pinched it in front of Zheng Xiu, indicating how "a little bit".
"Inconvenient?" Zheng Xiu frowned. After a moment, he understood Situ Yong's worries and secretly thought, do you still have such concerns? Then he looked at the old driver and said with a smile: "Doctors are kind-hearted."
Situ Yong coughed twice: "Okay, doctors are kind-hearted, I will go and help them, give them a handful."
The old miracle doctor readily agreed.
Wutong Temple is not far outside Lu Town, on a small hill.
Zheng Xiu picked up the backpack with fried fish cakes, and the orange cat lay on Zheng Xiu's head. Zheng Xiu was followed by Yin Qingqing, who was following suit. The two of them and one cat went to investigate the Wutong Temple.
At first, Yin Qingqing was a little reluctant to face the strange statue named "Wutong Shen" who was the initiator of such misery. But since it was the Red King's order, alas... Yin Qingqing followed the Red King silently.
This time the pony Red King did not sit in Yin Qingqing's arms, but each rode a horse out of the city.
On the way, the pony Red King would chatter to the orange cat in his arms from time to time.
"You greedy man, Feng Bei said before going out that you can only eat two fried fish cakes a day. Do the math for yourself, how many meals do you eat in a day?"
When the orange cat heard this, he actually started counting with his fingers.
"Stop counting, you can't tell the difference! And your claws are not enough at all!" The Red King angrily scolded Greedy Cat: "First of all, let's talk about it, Fengbei specially made these fried fish cakes for you, and I can't make them either. You just eat them. Go hungry without me!"
The orange cat was angry, jumped on top of the horse, glared at the pony Red King with his hands on his hips, and cursed furiously.
"Meow meow meow? Meow meow meow! Meow... meow meow!"
【Can’t do it? If you don’t know how to do it, you won’t learn it? 】
"I can't learn it! That's a skill that Feng Bei has practiced for ten years. If it were me, I would just draw a cake for you... Huh? I almost forgot that the cake I drew can really satisfy my hunger. Do you want it? Do you want it? ? Hey? Why don't you eat the fish cakes painted on the picture? You just have noble blood, right? Even if you are really born as a 'weird cat', you are still a cat! I don't care where you come from, as long as you eat and live in mine. You have fallen in love with my orange cat. I have always provided you with good food, good clothing, and no care. Now you have to eat two less meals and slap my nose on my face, right? Staring? It’s useless to stare at me? You just went out before Your stomach growled, you sneaked around the corner, spread your legs and scurried around, and you buried the toilet paper you used to wipe your butt in the ground, you thought I didn’t see it?”
Taking advantage of the fact that there were no outsiders here and Yin Qingqing knew her true identity, Zheng Xiu took advantage of the orange cat sneaking around in the morning and used it to train this unruly little female cat.
The orange cat looked away guiltily, waved his hands repeatedly, and meowed twice.
The Red King raised his eyebrows: "It's not you? Oh? That's a coincidence." The pony Red King sneered: "There are two orange hairs on that lump of cake, and the hair is curled into a spiral shape. , from this we can conclude that the location of the hair loss must be unique and very critical, pointing directly at the key point. In addition, the cat hair is stained with your unique smell..."
The orange cat looked puzzled, spread his legs and lifted up his robe in front of Zheng Xiu, looked at his crotch, and wagged his tail.
"Hahaha! Has the secret been revealed? The cat hair is fooling you, there is no hair at all! Hum, your reaction is evidence, there is only one truth!" The pony Red King danced proudly, while the horse underneath him was frightened. Yin Qingqing was startled when he ran out. He was afraid that the Red King would fall off his horse, so he chased after him, only to find that the Red King was quite good at riding horses and was sitting firmly on the saddle.
King Chi pushed his finger to the bridge of his nose, lowered his head and sneered, showing a proud look.
The orange cat showed a deflated expression, purred twice, weakly put its paws into the robe, and reluctantly stuffed a half-eaten fish cake back into Zheng Xiu's backpack.
Watching the strange interaction between the orange cat and the boy.
Yin Qingqing asked herself from time to time, is this innocent child with still innocent childlike innocence really the Red King who is inferior to one person and superior to tens of thousands of people in Daqian?
The richest man in the world, the Zheng family?
"Qingqing!"
While he was confused and doubting, Yin Qingqing's reverie was interrupted by a call from the boy, and then a package was thrown at him.
"Hide this foodie's rations!"
Yin Qingqing was stunned: "This..."
But the next second, Yin Qingqing still obediently rubbed a small piece of human skin from her arm, suddenly opened it in the palm of her hand, and swallowed the package like a black hole.
The orange cat was held in the arms of the Red King, and stretched out its paws helplessly towards the disappearing package, with a vivid "desperate" expression on its face.
Yin Qingqing saw the young man's expression of relief.
She suspected that Red King had deliberately found a reason not to carry the heavy bag of cat food.
But she has no evidence.
After experiencing a little farce, about half an hour later, the two went up the mountain along the flat winding mountain road, and after a while they arrived near the Wutong Temple.
A government ban was posted on the nearby forest, and the road up the mountain was blocked with stones.
Zheng Xiu pursed his lips towards Yin Qingqing.
Yin Qingqing used magic again to collect the hill-like pile of stones.
But after collecting the pile of stones, Yin Qingqing did not hide as usual, but ran to the side, flipped her wrist, and a gray curtain rotated out, and stones rustled from the human skin like a curtain. fall.
This time Zheng Xiu saw the clues and asked with a smile: "So, the original weight of the people and things you abducted will still remain on your body?"
Yin Qingqing's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The Red King has good eyesight. It's just that what the Red King said is a little biased, and it's not the 'original truth'. After the slaves used thaumaturgy to 'abduct' living people or objects, their weight About 70% will disappear. This is closely related to the depth of the slave in the doorway."
"If it's food, it can last for a year without rotting. If it's a human... it's just that I didn't mean to hide it, and I don't know."
Zheng Xiu nodded, this is normal. "Time Demon" abducts people, but it is impossible for him to abduct himself. She can put things into human skin, but she doesn't know what the situation is like in human skin.
Just like Feng Bei's hand destroys whoever touches it, but she herself can't figure out why. She calls her ability "ominous". The innate thaumaturgy of strangers is like breathing after awakening after experiencing "transformation". Instinct is naturally understood, but one does not understand the principles behind it.
After clearing the pile of stones at the entrance, the two of them continued riding up the mountain. The orange cat in Zheng Xiu's arms stopped making noises and looked listless. It simply curled up into Zheng Xiu's clothes and clung to Zheng Xiu's skin, with only half of the cat's head exposed. Obviously, the disappearance of fish cakes is a fatal blow to it.
After walking dozens of steps, I saw a dilapidated temple in the distance with its walls and tiles exposed at the end of the forest path. Zheng Xiu suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Yin Qingqing, turned around and put his finger to his mouth: "Shh!"
【Someone has been here. 】
Zheng Xiu made a spoken word with his lips, and Yin Qingqing nodded knowingly. After signaling the two of them to dismount, Zheng Xiu gestured to Yin Qingqing to put the two horses away.
call out!
The miraculous thaumaturgy once again amazed Zheng Xiu. He saw Yin Qingqing rubbing off two pieces of human skin respectively. The human skin grew in size and covered the horse. The human skin turned into two small pink balls, returned to Yin Qingqing and disappeared.
But after "carrying" the two horses away, Yin Qingqing started sweating on her forehead, showing an expression of exertion.
"Go through an investigation."
Zheng Xiu observed a series of fresh footprints on the ground. The footprints were embroidered on the soles. They were just over five inches long and narrow. They were the footprints of a woman.
The investigation was successful.
A series of information appeared in front of Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiu used a plug-in to observe the woman's passing time, approximate height, and figure through the shoe prints.
She looks like a young girl.
But how could a young girl come to the barren mountains alone? Are you still wearing embroidered shoes?
Zheng Xiu was puzzled. At this time, the effect of [Detection] was still continuing, and there was a pink air mass in Zheng Xiu's field of vision. Air masses drifted intermittently towards the Wutong Temple.
"Is it a...smell?"
Zheng Xiu hadn't used [Detection] for a long time. He didn't expect that the sense of smell, "Smell", would actually show a "visual" effect under the influence of [Detection]. He threw another [Reconnaissance] shot at the "smell" air ball.
"The scent of orchids."
Zheng Xiu sniffed it, but the smell was too weak for him to distinguish. But [Investigation] does not require Zheng Xiu to be able to tell the difference, and he can give Zheng Xiu's answer without thinking, which is easy and easy to use.
Yin Qingqing was carrying a horse on his back, so he moved slowly. Zheng Xiu motioned to Yin Qingqing to go up and have a look first, but before Yin Qingqing could stop him, Zheng Xiu disappeared into the jungle.
"Where are the people?"
Yin Qingqing was stunned, and the boy disappeared in the blink of an eye. She was once again surprised by Zheng Xiu's ability to hide. I secretly thought in my heart that the Zheng Brotherhood's ability to hide was actually trained by the Red King himself?
What Yin Qingqing didn't know was that Zheng Xiu had long expected to use [Concealment] when investigating the case, and it came in handy here and now. After disappearing, his sense of existence was extremely low, and "places" suitable for hiding appeared in his field of vision.
Sneaking close to the Wutong Temple, the temple is deserted, the doorposts are rotten, and the plaque on the "Wutong Temple" is in disrepair, with only the word "Wutong" remaining. There is an ancient stone tablet standing in the Wutong Temple, which records the efficacy of Wutong God in awkward sentences. The words between the lines converge into the four words "If you ask for a child, you will get it."
The footprints disappeared when they arrived in front of the temple. The smell of orchids circled inside and outside the temple several times, casting a pink halo over Zheng Xiu's vision. Zheng Xiu didn't dare to go in casually, and followed the "orchid smell" trail to search the Wutong Temple.
After a while, Zheng Xiu shouted to Yin Qingqing in a childish tone: "Ah, what? Sister Qingqing, come here quickly! This is the legendary Wutong God who 'will get a child if you ask for a child, and will answer any request'!"
Yin Qingqing was walking towards Wutong Temple step by step. Every step he took left a deep footprint in the soft soil. Hearing the boy's strange call from a distance, Yin Qingqing felt a chill all over her body, but after a moment her mind changed and she understood. A happy smile immediately appeared on her face, and she responded sweetly to where the boy was calling: "You walk slower, wait a minute. Sister! Really, it is my sister who is begging for a child, not you, why are you leaving in such a hurry!"
When Yin Qingqing arrived, Zheng Xiu found that there was no one else around, but he did not dare to be careless and passed an [Inspiration] from a distance.
Inspiration small successes.
Small successes can work too. In the clear black and white view, Wutong God's ruined temple showed no signs of "evil". Zheng Xiu looked at it and wondered in his heart. He didn't see anything on the surface, so why did Mo Jiao get pregnant?
"etc."
There seems to be movement.
Zheng Xiu's eyes widened and he looked deep into the Wutong Temple. Sure enough, in the Wutong Temple, there was an extremely thin black shadow. According to Zheng Xiu's experience, this was a reaction of residual "evil spirits".
The closer the thing is to "Eternal Dark", "Ghost", "Foreign Man" and other things, the greater the reaction will be, and vice versa, the smaller it will be. After Zheng Xiu sorted through the files of the Ministry of Secrets, he felt more and more that his "inspiration" was something called "foul gas" coming from Chang An.
Simply put, the stronger the odor, the clearer you can see.
"It's so bland."
Zheng Xiu frowned.
Yin Qingqing smiled and held her "brother's" hand shyly: "Good brother, are we... going in to beg for a baby now? My sister is a little scared. Hmm~"
She hummed sweetly, holding Zheng Xiu's hand and twisting it back and forth.
"Well, that person is probably gone." Zheng Xiu looked at Yin Qingqing's awkward posture that was completely different from usual and didn't react for a moment. He smacked his lips and then said with twitching at the corner of his mouth: "You don't have to pretend, I just wanted to cheat. Trick her and see if anyone is hiding nearby."
Yin Qingqing had a look of astonishment on her face. The next second, she quietly let go of Zheng Xiu's hand and stood aside. Her face suddenly changed back to the calm indifference of the past: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Nothing was said after that.
Yin Qingqing seemed to want to be quiet.
"Aren't you curious why I am sure that she would be deceived by me if she were here?"
No one praised him, and the young man felt itchy in his heart. After a moment of silence, Zheng Xiu couldn't help but poke his head toward Yin Qingqing and ask.
"I'm curious, please give me some advice."
"Forget it, your usual talk is really boring." Zheng Xiu waved his hand and stopped thinking about interacting with his subordinates. He pondered for a moment and saw the young man smiling slightly. Under Yin Qingqing's shocked eyes, the young man walked in with swagger and fearlessness. That Wutong Temple is rumored to be where "anyone, male or female, old or young, worships the one who will get pregnant".
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
