After bidding farewell to the emperor, Zheng Xiu returned to his study late at night. Listening to the laughter of several women not far away, Zheng Xiu silently took down a stack of files from the bookshelf - "The Case of the Five Tong Gods in Lu Town".
Next to the file is the cracked Wutong statue.
Now in the disaster prevention bureau, all the major cases were sorted out by Jiang Gaoyi, sorted and packed and sent to Prince Chi's Mansion. They were neatly arranged in chronological order and all on the shelves.
swish swish...
From time to time there was a clicking sound outside the window, and the north wind was howling outside the house.
Feng Bei came over midway and saw Zheng Xiu sitting at his desk with the lamp on. Without disturbing him, he lit a pot of fire in the corner and left a gap in the window for ventilation, then quietly opened the door and left.
The candlelight flickered on the table, and soon the only sound left in the room was the sound of Zheng Xiu flipping through files and rubbing papers.
Bai Qiuyue.
In the past, Shang Xian Er took the path of a "ferryman" and was born a strange person, working for Zhu.
Zheng Xiu wrote Bai Qiuyue's name in the file.
In the annotation, Bai Qiuyue's life or death was uncertain, leaving a question mark.
"Bai Qiuyue."
Zheng Xiu recalled the scene in the "Ferryman" Bund where Bai Qiuyue's boat was destroyed and fell into the black water.
"Is he still alive?"
Zheng Xiu frowned, thinking deeply.
He was very curious as to why the emperor had to find Bai Qiuyue.
There is something about Bai Qiuyue that Wei Yangzun "must see alive".
If you think about it carefully, it is nothing more than Bai Qiuyue's [Ferryman] magic trick.
The emperor is actually coveting the "ferryman"?
Indeed, the [Ferryman] method is very rare, let alone a natural stranger. If Bai Qiuyue hadn't been working for Zhu, even Zheng Xiu would have wanted to take her under her wing for her own use.
But now, Zheng Xiu himself has the ability to swim on the Bund, and he can open the cracks freely. Now Bai Qiuyue's superpower is not worth mentioning in front of him.
Wei Yangzun didn't know that Zheng Xiu could walk freely on the Bund. If he knew...
"Old Wei's eyesight is very broad."
Zheng Xiu stretched out his fingers and rubbed the center of his brow, cursing.
This northern wasteland is vast and sparsely populated, and it belongs to the Northern Barbarians. The Emperor actually knew that Bai Qiuyue was in the north. This shows that Old Wei must have spies among the Northern Barbarians.
Zheng Xiu never dared to underestimate Wei Yangzun, and it had been this way from the beginning, so that no matter how much Wei Yangzun doted on Zheng, Zheng Xiu behaved cautiously in front of Wei Yangzun, as if he were walking on thin ice.
Zheng Xiu had a feeling that the old Wei was like a lion waking up from a deep sleep, gradually showing its fangs. He was witnessing with his own eyes Lao Wei's little ambitions and ambitions.
The candlelight on the table swayed, just like the uneasiness in Zheng Xiu's heart. Old Wei's "trust" did not make Zheng Xiu shed tears of gratitude. An uneasiness surged into his heart. He knew very well that if this matter was not handled well, the dispute between the two countries would completely break out and Daqian would fall into war again. .
Continuing to flip through the files, Zheng Xiu's mind wandered and he thought of another thing.
If Bai Qiuyue was working for Zhu, why would he appear in the northern wasteland far away from Daqian when he was still alive?
"Great Heavenly Witch...?"
An absurd but reasonable idea suddenly exploded in Zheng Xiu's heart. Could the person who could attract Wei Yangzun's attention so much, the Great Heavenly Witch, also be the incarnation of "Zhu"?
As the saying goes, the unknown can bring fear.
The more contact he has with Zhu, the less transparent he becomes. Now Zheng Xiu looks like Zhu to everyone he sees.
"Good, back to it."
Marriage, the Great Heavenly Witch, and the March of Hundreds of Ghosts.
All kinds of clues are entangled, all pointing to the same place. Zheng Xiu didn't believe that there could be such coincidences in the world. He would rather believe that there was an invisible hand controlling everything in the dark. Zheng Xiu never believed in "fate".
What makes Zheng Xiu feel ironic is that in this way, Wei Chen's "fortune-telling by touching bones" has come true unknowingly. He may have a calamity next, which is related to "North". If he wants to avoid the calamity, he only needs to avoid "North".
But Zheng Xiu couldn't avoid it.
Zheng Xiu slowly put down the file, and his heart calmed down. Everything in life cannot be smooth, and it is normal to have disasters. The most fearful thing is the unknown. Once this "catastrophe" comes to the surface and is placed in front of him, Zheng Xiu feels that it is not so scary. The water will come to cover it, the earth will cover it, and the soldiers will come to stop it.
The moon is at the zenith.
The living room is brightly lit.
Er Niang was warming herself by the fire in the hall. Yue Linglong sat quietly opposite Er Niang, her body slightly curled up, holding a bowl of ginger soup in her hand. She drank the spicy soup into her belly, dispelling the chill in Yue Linglong's body. , and also took away the hesitation in Yue Linglong's heart.
"Still chatting."
Zheng Xiu walked in with a smile, and the sound of speaking without warning made Yue Linglong sit up suddenly in fright, looking at the man who was about to become her husband uneasily.
"Sit down, why don't you sit down?"
Late at night, Zheng Xiu sat in his seat. Er Niang thought about Zheng Xiu's expression. It didn't look like he was here to bully the little girl. She felt reassured. With a roll of her eyes, Er Niang pretended to be sleepy and hit him. Yawning: "Yeah, Er Niang couldn't resist the tiredness, so she went to sleep first."
Erniang left with heavy steps, walked around the corridor, and then sneaked back in, hiding behind the screen and listening secretly.
Yue Linglong sat down again, squeezing the bowl with her slender fingers, her knuckles looking unusually pale due to excessive force.
She lowered her head and pursed her lips.
Zheng Xiu walked towards Yue Linglong, stood in front of Yue Linglong, and looked down at her.
"Looked up."
Zheng Xiu's voice was calm, but with an unquestionable strength.
Yue Linglong slowly raised her head, and her delicate, doll-like face appeared in front of Zheng Xiu.
This was the first time Zheng Xiu took a serious look at Yue Linglong's face, and he couldn't help but marvel. Her skin is as white as snow, and her facial features are so finely crafted that it's hard to find fault with her. Those thin lips are slightly pale, making people involuntarily want to droop. The skin on her face was crystal clear under the light, and the veins of blood vessels could be faintly seen.
"Yue Linglong?"
Zheng Xiu reached out and pinched Yue Linglong's chin.
For a moment, Yue Linglong didn't answer.
A line of tiny characters appeared in front of Zheng Xiu.
[You have discovered the inn and can reach "Inn·The Corpse Sewer·Bingwu·Yue Linglong". 】
[Inn: Yue Linglong, resist your entry. 】
Zheng Xiu's fingers holding Yue Linglong's chin suddenly became stronger.
Severe pain hit her, and Yue Linglong's pupils shrank, but she bit her lower lip stubbornly, revealing traces of red blood, and remained motionless.
After a while, Zheng Xiu relaxed a little and sighed softly: "Are you a stranger?"
There was a slight fluctuation in Yue Linglong's black and white eyes. Although she was surprised how Zheng Xiu found out, she did not show too strong emotions. Yue Linglong was silent for a moment, then opened her mouth lightly, and a voice that seemed to have soothing magic came out of her mouth.
"Yue Linglong is the reincarnation of the Yueba Mo Buddha, which is what the Red King calls... a strange person."
"Where's your birthmark?"
Zheng Xiu returned to his seat.
Yue Linglong remained silent.
Zheng Xiu smiled: "I don't object to strangers approaching me, but you need to have something that can make my heart move. For example, be obedient or something."
Yue Linglong closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She slowly turned around and took off her clothes one by one in front of the Red King.
There is a strange mark on Yue Linglong's smooth back. At first glance, it looks like a trace of stitching. The "stitched" openings are crookedly formed into some words. If Zheng Xiu hadn't known the pattern of alien birthmarks, he might not have been able to recognize them at a glance.
In addition, [Inn] had already been marked, and gradually the stitched marks were filled in by Zheng Xiu's mind into corresponding words.
It's "Bingwu".
Zheng Xiu added a stroke to the "doorway map" he deduced.
The cold wind outside the house poured into the hall, and the naked Yue Linglong shivered with the cold, but she had no intention of being shy or putting on clothes. Even though she knew very well that Zheng Xiu's move meant "humiliation".
Yue Linglong remained motionless, displaying her alien mark.
Er Niang, who was hiding behind the screen, heard the sound of taking off clothes in the hall, and was suddenly startled, wondering why she was so fast.
Zheng Xiu said calmly: "Put it on."
Yue Linglong silently picked up the clothes on the ground, turned her back to Zheng Xiu, and put them on one by one.
"Stay here tonight, my second mother will arrange a room for you."
Zheng Xiu stood up and looked like he was about to leave.
Yue Linglong wrapped her cloak tightly around her body again. She nodded calmly and accepted the situation: "Yes, Red King."
"I heard that according to your custom, to consummate your marriage, you need to go to your holy mountain, Bagmo Mountain, and bathe in the blessing of the Great Heavenly Witch?"
Yue Linglong was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "It's...'Bagna Moshan', the Red King." Yue Linglong carefully corrected Zheng Xiu's statement.
Zheng Xiu turned around and glanced at Yue Linglong with a sharp gaze. This time, Yue Linglong looked at Zheng Xiu without hesitation, with an expression that seemed to say: Bagnamo Mountain is Bagnamo Mountain, and it cannot be changed.
"I heard that Bagnamo Mountain is your holy mountain, which means 'endless life'."
Yue Linglong lowered her head again: "Yes, Red King."
"I will consider going there."
Yue Linglong clenched her fists and remained silent.
After taking a few steps, Zheng Xiu turned his back to Yue Linglong: "According to Daqian custom, what should you call me now?"
Yue Linglong gritted her teeth.
After a while.
Yue Linglong slowly knelt down, with a sad expression on her face, as if she had accepted her fate, and said two words in a stiff tone.
"Husband...jun."
[You have permission to enter the inn. 】
[You can enter the inn and stay at any time. 】
…
[Inn] Yue Linglong
[Affinity] Disgust
【Door】Corpse Sewer (Bingwu)
[luck] good fortune and misfortune depend on each other
【Physique】Only one can pass people
…
In prison.
Zheng Xiu looked at the "new inn" that had just appeared.
The mini "Yue Linglong Inn" had an expression called "stubbornness" fixed on its fair face, which seemed to give people a sense of resentment and helplessness of "lamenting the injustice of God", which made Zheng Xiu burst into laughter.
Zheng Xiu looked at the word "disgust" on [Friendship] and once again confirmed his thoughts. Yue Linglong did not come to Daqian for marriage willingly, she had another purpose. As Zheng Xiu speculated, this marriage was filled with the coldness and ruthlessness of the politics of the two countries.
The [Physique] of the inn is not big, [Physique] refers to the size of the "humanoid ghost", and the size of the "humanoid ghost" reflects the strength of the "inn master".
The larger the station is, the wider the range that Zheng Xiu can anchor when using [Wandering Soul] to carry out long-distance incarnation teleportation. However, Yue Linglong's "fang can communicate with people" is very narrow at first glance. When the mind wanders, it can almost only be anchored within the range that Yue Linglong can reach with the naked eye, which is not very practical.
"interesting."
Zheng Xiu's consciousness drifted out of the prison in his heart, and before he knew it, he had almost gathered all the different people from the "lower nine streams".
A kind of "stamp collecting"-like pleasure arises spontaneously.
[Executioner], [Knife Credit Man], [Corpse Sewer], [Orchid], [Time Demon].
Among them, [Credit Knife Man] Sun Erming and Zheng Xiula did not go out of their way to trick him into agreeing to enter the disaster prevention bureau or anything like that. Firstly, it’s because Zheng Xiu has no shortage of inns to use now, and secondly, the [Credit Knife Man], a method of predicting fate and the future, is mysterious and unpredictable. Zheng Xiu subconsciously doesn’t want him to have too much contact with him, for fear that What was exposed.
The next morning.
The sound of hooves broke the early morning silence.
A general wearing soft armor rode a horse with dark red hair, followed by more than a hundred soldiers, and stopped in front of the Red Prince's Mansion.
When Zheng Xiu heard the news and went out, he saw that the general in soft armor was actually Huo Huo. He understood something for a moment and said with a wry smile: "In such a hurry?"
"The marriage between the two countries is related to the etiquette and face of the two countries. It should not be neglected and should not be delayed."
Huo Huo turned over and dismounted, tugging at the soft armor that fit him well but made him feel uncomfortable all over, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
He had been retired for many years, but this time he had to wear armor again and go into battle. Tsk, while the emperor was away, Huo Huo wrote all his unhappiness on his face.
Huo Huo approached the Red King and lowered his voice: "Soldiers are valuable and quick."
Zheng Xiu inadvertently glanced into the palace and nodded: "General Huo,"
A "General Huo" made Huo Huo understand that Zheng Xiu had understood the importance of it, and Huo Huo nodded with satisfaction.
Zheng Xiu continued: "I'm very curious. I'm so anxious about this trip. What will the emperor do..."
"Shh!"
Huo Huo interrupted Zheng Xiu's words and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, what the Holy One tells you is what you can know. What the Holy One has not told the Prince, Huo may not know."
Zheng Xiu frowned and said nothing.
Huo Huo seemed to have seen through Zheng Xiu's thoughts and laughed: "Don't worry, King Red. The soldiers accompanying him on this trip north are all Huo's confidants. No matter what happens, they will definitely protect King Red. Besides, the emperor also said Okay, Prince Chi can bring a few of his confidants, just in case."
Zheng Xiu was originally hesitant to use his avatar to go out, but with so many eyes staring at him, Zheng Xiu completely stopped thinking about it. But now that Zheng Xiu has many means, he has nothing to fear.
Nodding and re-entering the house, Zheng Xiu whistled a few times, set up the arrangements, and told Er Niang that he had to go out, so there was no need to worry.
The second mother didn't expect that things would happen in such a hurry. She left as soon as she said she wanted to and couldn't even make it in time for the reunion dinner.
After a while, several people walked out of Prince Chi's Mansion.
Huo Huo, who was bored and waiting at the door, couldn't help but straighten his back when he saw the person, his pupils shrank, and he showed an intriguing smile.
Next to Zheng Xiu, Feng Bei was dressed in black, with long hair tied up in a ponytail, a pair of black gloves that were menacing, and those black eyes that were calm and heroic.
Fengbei's reputation is very resounding in a sense. Huo Huo grinned when he saw Zheng Xiu bringing Feng Bei with him this time. He was surprised but also secretly thought it was natural.
It seems that this kid has something on his mind and guessed something.
The monk had an embarrassed look on his face, stroking his bald head, and kept giving a submissive look to Huo Huo, "Little monk Huahua, please take care of me!"
Huo Huo looked at the easy-going monk. He didn't look like a master, and he didn't have any dignity. For a moment, he didn't know why the red king wore this bald head.
A figure fell from the wall.
Qing Shisan was carrying a big package on his back, with the cigarette stick on his waist: "Huh~ It's finally packed."
Qing Shisan, a former knife hunter, Sikong chases his life.
Huo Huo nodded secretly.
"Sorry, sorry! I'm late! The girls at home are so tight..."
A tall figure trotted over from the corner of the street. It was Pei Gaoya whom he hadn't seen for a long time. After running a few steps, a middle-aged woman caught up with her in tears. She hugged Pei Gaoya tightly on the street and kissed her goodbye. She performed a sweet "Ten Miles Love Affair" in front of a group of soldiers. In the scene of "Send Off", the soldiers looked away forcefully, giggling under their helmets.
"Meow!"
A meow interrupted everyone's distracting thoughts, and a black figure was as fast as lightning. I saw an orange cat wearing a mini and cute red cloud clothes. It actually carried a heavy backpack on its back, and the smell of fried fish cakes came from inside. .
"Crack!"
The orange cat touched its back and took out a piece of fried fish cake while avoiding the sight of mere humans. He put it in his mouth and bit into it, making a crisp sound.
"Be careful, it's gone after you finish eating!"
Zheng Xiu warned.
The orange cat "seemed" to understand the master's words. He wiped the half-eaten fish cake on his belly and hid it again.
"this……"
If Feng Bei's appearance is taken for granted, then Monk, Qing Shisan, Pei Gaoya, and finally a cat will follow. The originally serious style of painting was completely destroyed in an instant.
The sunlight gradually became dazzling, and Yue Linglong was wrapped in a large cloak, hiding in the shadows, as if she was avoiding the winter sun.
"Husband."
Yue Linglong was not afraid of other people's strange looks and bowed to Zheng Xiu Yingying. She bent her ring finger into her palm, pressed her right hand on her chest, and left her left hand on one side, making a strange ceremonial gesture.
"amazing."
After smacking his tongue for a moment, Huo Huo exclaimed, he had trained the princess of the North Kingdom well, she was worthy of the... Red King.
A group of people rode horses towards the outside of the city, leaving messy horse hoof prints in the snow.
About to leave the city, Zheng Xiu looked back, as if to imprint this city in his memory.
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
