Dark thorn lines appeared on the surface of Feng Bei's snow-white skin. With his right palm held empty, the invisible but sharp sword energy spiraled towards the arrow and spear, cutting the arrow and spear into eighteen pieces in an instant.
"Husband, you..."
Feng Bei's long hair was fluttering, his eyes were a little surprised, and he finally pursed his lips and smiled. She didn't expect that Zheng Xiu, who said he didn't want to change history, couldn't help but take action in the end.
"No……"
Zheng Xiu's body fell downwards in free fall. He suddenly looked back and said in surprise: "This arrow is heading towards my military tent!"
I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but Zheng Xiu's military tent, Zheng Haoran's military tent, and the arrow's launch point were almost diagonally connected in a straight line. If Zheng Xiu hadn't had keen senses and repeatedly compared Feng Bei's shooting route before dealing with the "hidden arrow", he might not have been able to discover this.
Even Feng Bei mistakenly thought that the other party was trying to capture the thief first, so he must have aimed his arrow at Zheng Haoran. However, if Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu did not block the arrow, it would definitely penetrate Zheng Xiu's military tent.
call out! call out!
Mountain.
The figure standing proudly on the top of the mountain once again drew his bow and shot two thick arrows and spears in succession.
This time, the other party finally aimed at the military tent where Zheng Haoran was.
"What a thief!"
Clang!
With a crisp sound like a dragon's roar, the tip of a straight spear emitted a bit of cold light, and the military tent was torn into countless pieces, flying in the air like petals.
Zheng Haoran, who was wearing a thin long gown, was furious and fired a spear. The tip of the spear pointed at the tip of the arrow and spear with great accuracy.
hiss! Click!
The force of the spear was concentrated at one point, and the thumb-thick arrow spear was torn along the middle by Zheng Haoran's shot, and in the blink of an eye it was torn into dozens of thin strips like wooden sticks.
"sharp!"
"sharp!"
As the saying goes, an expert will know if something is there as soon as he makes a move. Zheng Haoran's seemingly simple shot made Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei marvel in their hearts. They all saw the subtlety of Zheng Haoran's shot.
Even if Zheng Haoran is not a stranger, even if Zheng Haoran does not perform any miraculous skills, if his spear was used in the martial arts world two hundred years ago, it would definitely be regarded as a return to nature, a move that is both ingenious and superb.
Being able to thrust out a thunderous spear at the critical moment, landing just in the center of the arrow spear, and evenly dividing an arrow spear as thick as a thumb into dozens of bamboo sticks, this precision is like mechanical control, Zheng Xiu thought After thinking about it, he shook his head secretly and asked himself that he couldn't do this.
Zheng Xiu vaguely understood why Zheng Haoran had such high power in the army at such a young age and was admired and admired by many soldiers.
This ultimate spear skill alone is enough.
"Still want to leave?"
In the dark night, under the moonlight, Zheng Haoran noticed Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu who had intercepted the hidden arrow. He was surprised for a moment, nodded to the two of them without any trace, then looked up at the top of the mountain, shouted coldly, flicked his wrist, and saw that there was no spear. Without any warning, it shot high into the sky, passed through the clouds and mist, and shot straight to the top of the mountain.
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
Clang, clang, clang!
These three arrows came in quick succession. The sound of explosions in Zheng Haoran's military tent alerted the soldiers on duty. The fires were lit one by one, and a continuous sound of gongs sounded at the camp.
The alarm sounded, and the sleeping Zheng Jiajun completed the transition from "sleep" to "preparing for war" in just a few breaths. He held a knife and set up a simple battle formation at the camp, waiting with bated breath.
Along the way, Zheng Xiu knew that the Zheng family's army was well-trained and that everyone was like Zheng Haoran's brothers, unusually united. There was no surprise at all.
Feng Bei sneaked closer to Zheng Xiu and whispered: "Husband, are you injured?"
Typical concern is chaos.
Zheng Xiu shook his head. He looked back and observed. After a moment, he suddenly said: "He is not targeting me, he is targeting... aliens! Assassins have some ability to distinguish the difference between aliens and ordinary people in the dark! It's similar to A kind of reconnaissance radar!”
"Reconnaissance radar?" Feng Bei raised his eyebrows.
She heard another new trick from Zheng Xiu.
"A kind of thaumaturgy." Zheng Xiu explained: "At first he thought I was...General Zheng. Maybe in his eyes, I am brighter and more conspicuous than General Zheng." As he said that, Zheng Xiu was also a bit dumbfounded. Weird: "It seems that in the eyes of assassins, I have become the brightest star in the night."
While Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei were communicating in a low voice, Lao Litou rushed over holding a tiger-faced helmet and holding a sword.
"Old Zheng! Where is the assassin? I have to scratch him alive!"
Zheng Haoran did not answer, but looked down at his palm, thoughtfully.
"Old Zheng?"
Old Li Tou noticed that Zheng Haoran looked wrong and was in a trance.
"Watch out!"
Zheng Xiu pointed to a high place and shouted a reminder that there was a black shadow falling down at high speed on the mountain.
He initially thought that this was a kind of palm technique from heaven or something.
Plop!
However, the black shadow bumped and rolled on the cliff. In front of everyone, it made a loud snap and was smashed not far away, smashing into pulp and bloody flesh.
Snapped!
A drop of blood with pieces of flesh splashed onto Lao Litou's faceplate.
Buzz buzz——
A spear penetrated the chest of the body that had been smashed to pieces.
Zheng Haoran frowned, moved his right hand, and the spear trembled, and was strangely sucked into Zheng Haoran's hand.
"hiss!"
Lao Litou took in a sharp breath and reached out his hand to pick out the piece of meat from his visor in disbelief.
"The whole army obeys the order!"
Zheng Haoran's order was passed to the entire army: "Get ready to meet the enemy!"
Zheng Xiu opened his mouth wide, looked at where Zheng Haoran would throw the gun, and then raised his head to visually measure the height of Yalasuo Mountain...
"My dad is this fucking human turret?"
According to unofficial data from ancient maps, Mount Yalasuo is about a thousand feet high. The opponent can shoot hidden arrows from a high position and still obey the laws of physics. Zheng Haoran's shot...
"Your father is really... brave."
Feng Bei touched Zheng Xiu with his elbow and whispered.
Zheng Xiu himself was a little confused, but he said: "No, there is no need to see anyone outside, he is also your father."
Feng Bei smiled.
After Feng Bei finished speaking, Zheng Xiu trotted to catch up with Zheng Haoran.
"General Zheng! General Zheng!"
Zheng Xiu once again resisted the urge to call daddy. After Zheng Haoran turned around, Zheng Xiu gestured with his hand to move the gun, and asked eagerly: "I have admired General Zheng for a long time, and I also want to be as upright as General Zheng in the future." I dare to ask General Zheng, how did you master that move?"
Zheng Haoran touched his chin and fell into deep thought. After a while, Zheng Haoran replied seriously: "Haha, you are not bad either. Yes, the future is promising. But my move is not a day's work, it requires perseverance."
"Perseverance?"
"I have been practicing spear and boxing since I was a child. I stabbed three thousand spears and punched three thousand fists every day. I was restrained like this, and twenty years passed in the blink of an eye."
Zheng Haoran winked at Zheng Xiu and extended his fist towards Zheng Xiu again.
Zheng Xiu still touched it without any distractions.
boom!
Zheng Haoran seemed to have had enough of his addiction. He was contentedly humming a tuneless ditty and drifted away, inspecting armaments.
Zheng Xiu looked at his aching fist, which was red.
Feng Bei's voice sounded softly next to Zheng Xiu: "Did your father recognize you?"
Zheng Xiu was slightly shocked. This was what he was most worried about now. Zheng Xiu has been cautious since he stepped into this "ancient battlefield". After all, this is the first time he has had an experience similar to "traveling through time and space" with his body. He is deeply afraid that his every move will have a huge impact on the reality where he lives, just like the "White Carp Village" back then.
Feng Bei's words sounded like an alarm bell, and Zheng Xiu asked in surprise: "What did you hear?"
"He is very happy."
Feng Bei listened carefully, nodded meaningfully in a complicated tone, and affirmed: "I'm really happy."
Zheng Xiu thought about it and felt that it was impossible.
"I don't think he is avant-garde enough to believe that his son traveled twenty years back in time to find him. Besides..." Zheng Xiu looked at Feng Bei solemnly and lowered his voice: "This is not the real place. In fact, in the past, none of us can really travel through the past. This place is just a 'phantom' of the past that is reproduced based on some 'principle' that I cannot understand."
Feng Bei asked: "Since it is a phantom, why don't you make up for the regret in your heart?"
Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth: "You don't understand, no, since you understand, don't ask any more questions."
Feng Bei was silent, looking at the flawless white full moon in the sky.
Although the assassin's sneak attack failed, it also proved that the enemy had already laid out their plans on the other side of the mountain. The entire army fell into a tense atmosphere of preparations, and everyone ignored the transparent Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei.
Feng Bei gently held Zheng Xiu's hand.
Feng Bei didn't wear a condom this time, and she could clearly feel that Zheng Xiu's palms were wet with sweat and cold.
Zheng Xiu stared straight at the back of his father, who was surrounded by people and was boosting morale, without saying a word.
After a long time, Feng Bei sighed: "It's so noisy on that side of the mountain."
Zheng Haoran's words were a bit ordinary and a bit pretentious. It's more about stating a fact.
Zheng Xiu vaguely remembered that not long after the news of his father's death in battle came back to the imperial city, his mother remained silent and locked a bunch of broken wooden figures in the woodshed.
That night, a fire broke out in the woodshed, and the dilapidated wooden figure was destroyed.
As a child, Zheng Xiu thought it was a real fire.
Now Zheng Xiu understood that it was his mother who burned the relics left by his father.
why?
Travelers cannot violate the laws of human growth.
My childhood memories of my mother are blurry.
Even that face was only a hazy outline in a midnight dream.
A few words from Zheng Haoran's mouth established another "mother image" for Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiu felt that since his mother dared to go to Zheng's house over and over again, she was captured again and again and then repeatedly provoked Zheng Haoran. In the end, she lost both her life and money and became Mrs. Zheng. Such a "wonderful woman" who is completely different from the so-called yellow flower girl should not be a stupid woman who would commit suicide after hearing that Zheng Haoran died in battle.
The character doesn’t match.
Zheng Xiu was thinking wildly and felt agitated.
The monk said "you are worthy of your original intention", and Feng Bei took action resolutely. The two disturbed Zheng Xiu's original intention from different angles.
Zheng Xiuhou was afraid of the impact of the "White Carp Village" on reality, and at the same time he was full of awe of the "ghosts of the past". Don't dare to act rashly. What's more, now that he has entered the ghost world, he is not sure whether he will really die once he wipes his neck, or whether everything will be reset.
The "reset after death" when he was incarnated as a ghost in the past made Zheng Xiu faintly aware of a sense of dissonance. He had long suspected that it was not a "reset", but a "deduction" of the future in the chaos of time and space. As Zheng Xiu's [Intuition] trait level gets higher and higher, he can occasionally see fragments of the future, making Zheng Xiu more inclined to this possibility.
In the world he is in now, rules, portals, and restrictions are three elements that make up everything he comes into contact with. Since there are rules, restrictions, and even costs for the magic of the portal, the "ability" that can reset time and space unreasonably when the incarnation enters the ghost world is by no means something that can be used easily and without risk.
If it is "deduction simulation", Zheng Xiu thinks it is more reasonable.
In fact, the experience of cannibalism painting, that real and illusory experience, has made Zheng Xiu doubt the issue of "true and false" more than once. In the ghost world, Zheng Xiu often has trouble distinguishing what is true and what is false.
That's why he told Feng Bei that everything that happened before him was "a phantom of the past." But only Zheng Xiu understood in his heart that it was not so much what he said to Feng Bei, but what Zheng Xiu said to himself.
"What are you thinking about?"
Feng Bei gently squeezed Zheng Xiu's palm a few times, awakening Zheng Xiu from deep thought.
Zheng Xiu came back to his senses and forced a smile: "I was thinking that what General Zheng said, swinging three thousand fists and drawing three thousand guns every day, is not a 'rule'."
Feng Bei was stunned.
"Perseverance with amazing perseverance, day after day, year after year, for twenty years. Even if he is not a stranger, before the candle ceremony is completed, this masochistic way of adhering to the rules will eventually make him Become a famous general."
"You mean..." Feng Bei didn't understand what Zheng Xiu meant.
"What I want to say is that human beings are actually very tenacious creatures. Even if there is no door, no intersection between the dark and the eternal, and no so-called 'natural stranger', hard work and persistence will make some people stand out and become ordinary people. The 'stranger' in my eyes. I suddenly felt something, and I was thinking about the meaning of the existence of the alien, and what it is."
"Is it just that God shows mercy and allows people to have extraordinary abilities? I don't think so."
"There may be some reason for the alien's appearance."
At this time, the orange cat poked its head out from Feng Bei's shoulder.
It turned out that this time it was no longer hiding in Feng Bei's arms, but lying on Feng Bei's back, like a backpack.
The orange cat lazily stretched out his hand.
"Are you willing to say it?"
Zheng Xiu looked at the orange cat and asked.
The orange cat stretched out its paws, raised the corners of its mouth evilly, and meowed twice.
Feng Bei thought for a moment: "I guess it wants fried fish cakes?"
Zheng Xiu nodded, indicating that Feng Bei had guessed correctly, and he complained wildly to the cat: "You have to make demands based on reality, right? In this world of ice and snow, where do you get the fish? Where do you get the flour? Where do you get the oil? I'll get the feet." Make you fish cakes? Do you want to talk about it or not?"
Upon hearing this, the orange cat's expression froze, and its whole cat's head slumped on Feng Bei's shoulder as if deflated.
Feng Bei smiled slightly, touched the cat's head comfortingly, and smoothed the angry fur on the orange cat's head: "Good boy, when you go back, I will make it for you. I will make it for you every day until you get tired of it. "
"Meow meow?"
"really."
Zheng Xiu stared, watching Feng Bei and Mao'er talking to each other without any hindrance: "Do you understand 'foreign language' too?"
"I don't know, I'm just guessing." Feng Bei pointed to his ear and blinked: "After getting familiar with it, you can roughly understand it by going back and forth."
Zheng Xiu was stunned, and immediately felt some inexplicable sadness in his heart. There is a feeling of embarrassment that he is not that special in front of Feng Bei.
"Meow!"
The orange cat seemed to be moved. The cat raised its head and its eyes glowed faintly green.
Orange Cat said:
"Beyond the Bund, it's very dark."
"They all want to find the Pure Land."
"But it's too dark, no one can see clearly."
"So meow, they need a 'light'."
"With the 'light', they will stop making trouble."
(End of chapter)
