Zheng Xiu closed his eyes.
He listened quietly to the soft singing coming from the gauze tent.
In the graceful singing of "Eldest Princess", the baby gradually stopped crying.
"Okay, be good."
Zheng Xiu was on the roof, wearing a "phantom gauze", hiding his figure, watching the group of people go away.
Anne was unusually silent.
She squatted on top of Zheng Xiu's head and watched the eldest princess and her group go away with a meaningful look.
"Do you know Him?"
Until the monks in white escorted the eldest princess into the palace, Anne broke the silence and asked.
Zheng Xiu frowned. He realized "again" that Anne was hiding something from him.
This high-level existence from Changdian looks like an orange cat on the surface, but in fact gradually turns into an orange cat, "Ms. Anne". No matter who he meets, he will add the prefix "stupid" in front of him.
This was also the first time that Anne did not add the usual "stupid" prefix to address a person.
Zheng Xiu kept an eye on her, looked calm, nodded, and said: "Before the 'Red Spot', she was my...sister."
When Lady Anne heard this, she held her chin with her paws, showing a "pensive" look.
"Quick! Follow up!"
Anne seemed to have remembered something and treated Zheng Xiu as a mount. She held Zheng Xiu's hair with both hands and pulled Zheng Xiu towards the palace.
"you……"
"Stop talking nonsense! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll trample you to death! Stupid container!"
Annie's tone was a little more anxious, as if she noticed something.
Zheng Xiu was stunned for a moment, but when Zheng Xiu heard "trampled to death", he couldn't help but recall the fear of being dominated by "Jade Feet", and immediately closed his mouth. With the "phantom gauze" draped around him, he rose and fell several times on the roof to catch up with the eldest princess's team.
As Zheng Xiu got closer and closer to the palace, a strange throbbing hit his heart. Zheng Xiu hooked his little finger, squinted his eyes, and took a closer look: the "reason" extending from his little finger was pointing diagonally toward the bottom of the palace, as if something was pulling "reason" there.
"Fengbei!"
The vague feeling of drawing made Zheng Xiu feel refreshed. Now even if the orange cat didn't say anything, Zheng Xiu would not let go of the clues related to Feng Bei. Carefully maintaining the "phantom gauze" along the way and keeping a distance from the eldest princess, Zheng Xiu soon landed on the high wall of the palace.
"call……"
"call……"
Within the high walls of the palace, in the hidden corners, long and weak breathing sounds could be heard from time to time.
"Secret...factory?"
Zheng Xiu thought for a moment and used information from the past to deduce the present. If "that incident" had not happened in Cicada Valley two hundred years ago and Lou Mengkong had not died as a result, the secret factory might have continued and become an important department that secretly protected the royal family.
"What are you looking at?"
Annie's nostrils twitched from time to time, as if she was smelling "something". At this time, she noticed Zheng Xiu making a strange move: from time to time, he would raise his little finger and look at something.
Feng Bei, who cut off "reason", transcended this world. The only trace she left in the world was the unbreakable affection and connection with Zheng Xiu, which only Zheng Xiu could "see". Even the tall being behind the orange cat cannot be seen.
This is also Zheng Xiu’s deepest secret when facing Annie. He scratched his forehead with his little finger calmly: "I was just wondering which finger to use to scratch the itch."
"A boring container." Annie looked away, tentatively believing it, with a look of disgust on Meow's face. Her attention was quickly drawn to the "smell".
"If you get too close, it's easy to alert the enemy."
Zheng Xiu is now the stranger who has opened the last door. He can walk sideways in the palace just by relying on the [Painter] alien technique - provided that he does not encounter the "others" mentioned by the orange cat.
Strangers who can reach the end, such as Feng Bei, are almost invincible when they attack. The premise is that the opponent still belongs to the category of "human". If what Orange Cat said was true, Zheng Xiu had to be more vigilant and keep a low profile.
Feeling the faint pull, Zheng Xiu stared at the ground of the palace.
That direction...impossible.
"possible."
"I smell a nasty smell." Lady Anne covered her nose, "The nasty smell is very strong here. They should have started here and seeped into your ghost."
"Please call this place 'Red Spot'."
Zheng Xiu carefully corrected Orange Cat's statement - this was a trick he came up with with great difficulty.
Be respectful.
"Red spots?" The orange cat looked at Zheng Xiu with disdain.
"Red spot." Zheng Xiu insisted.
"Okay." The orange cat was not interested in arguing with a mere container on such a trivial matter. She shook the cat's head from side to side, its whiskers trembling rapidly, and muttered: "Where is it?"
"I have a question, can your eyes penetrate walls?"
Annie was angry: "Stupid container, you are looking down on a great being."
"Then take a look at what's in this location."
Zheng Xiu pointed to the underground of the palace.
"There is a hole."
"Dong!" Zheng Xiu's expression changed slightly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Anne's cat face vividly depicts an expression called "human confusion": "Is this important?"
Anne said that she was a great, arrogant and extraordinary being, but her cat-like attitude was obviously not as omnipotent and awesome as she said.
For example, she couldn't read minds and couldn't see the "reason" on Zheng Xiu's little finger. She seems to have come to the red dot world through the intermediary of "Orange Cat", and has been subject to certain restrictions.
The most obvious restriction: she had to look like a cat.
"Important! I seem to understand."
"Stupid container, you...understand?"
Whoosh!
The next second, Zheng Xiu jumped high into the sky, and a distorted light and shadow flashed across the clear blue sky, almost undetectable.
Boom!
A medium-sized white-robed monk appeared in mid-air at some unknown moment and stepped heavily on the spot where Zheng Xiu had been conversing with the hidden figure of the orange cat not long ago.
Boom boom!
The monk's kick was as powerful as an ox, and the solid palace wall was like paper under his feet, leaving a huge footprint. Immediately afterwards, the palace wall collapsed and rubble fell.
"There are assassins! There are assassins! There are assassins!"
The explosive wind caused by that kick blew open the hood of the white-robed monk, revealing a bare head.
The monk had a handsome appearance and an extraordinary temperament. He tapped his toes lightly in the air, jumped back, and landed on another wall, standing firmly.
The bald monk looked at the empty broken wall and frowned, thoughtfully.
Soon after the bald monk took action, several white-robed monks surrounded the empty place in almost no particular order.
Someone's fingers were hooked on invisible threads.
Someone was holding reed leaves under his hood.
There was a thin sword sticking out from someone's sleeve.
"hehe."
The bald monk clasped his hands together and smiled, his clothes fluttering like the breeze before falling back to the ground.
He walked back to the eldest princess and said, "Her Royal Highness was frightened."
"It doesn't matter. Your Majesty is still asleep." There was not even a trace of panic in the eldest princess's voice. She calmly patted the back of the baby in her arms, comforted the baby, and said with a smile: "Is there an assassin?"
The bald monk put his hat back on, leaned over and picked up a wet fish scale from the ruins of the wall. After staring for a moment, he laughed dumbly: "Maybe, it's just a mouse...a mouse stealing fish."
"A rat appears in the deep palace. Someone is coming."
The eldest princess flicked her wrist, the bell rang, and soon a trembling old official in official uniform with silver hair and beard was summoned to the eldest princess.
"Young...the head of the respect room...has seen..."
"Take it off."
The eldest princess interrupted the old man impatiently inside the gauze tent.
The old man screamed and was dragged out.
The fate is unknown.
"I want to bathe and change clothes with Your Majesty."
"Pass it on! The eldest princess and the Holy Master take a bath and change clothes!"
"Pass it on! The eldest princess and the Holy Master take a bath and change clothes!"
"Prepare flower soup!"
"Prepare flower soup!"
The so-called "flower soup" is a pool of hot bath water with flower petals floating in it.
Separated by several walls, not far away, a scream startled countless birds, who fled away from the palace in panic. It was the voice of the director of the respect room who was dragged down not long ago.
The eldest princess smiled and covered the baby's ears. The baby looked calm and unaffected by the screams.
"Do you know where the mouse came from?"
The bald monk, whose face was covered, answered in a calm voice: "Perhaps they came in from outside the city."
"Hmph, I have only been out praying for a month, and all kinds of flies, mosquitoes, and mice dare to burrow into the palace." The eldest princess's voice was filled with coldness: "Look, let's see where the mice are so bold."
Beside, all the white-robed monks knelt down, except for the bald man.
He just smiled and arched his hands towards the eldest princess, his hood casting a shadow, revealing a row of white teeth.
"Fan Yao, obey."
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"Monk, Ye, Xi'er, Chu Susu."
In the distance, under the cover of colorful gauze, Zheng Xiu easily avoided the detection of several people, stood on a high building with his hands behind his back, and took in the movement of the palace in the distance.
He recognized several of them, or... it was hard for him not to recognize them. Without Zheng, his relatives and friends in the past had their own opportunities. Zheng Xiu did not expect that they would gather here, wearing white robes and playing religious games.
"Are they the Pure Sect?"
"Snake said that they are hunting down aliens or strange people, and they are reducing the number of aliens and strange people."
"The eldest princess is the second mother."
"What the hell..."
Zheng Xiu scratched his hair, feeling a little depressed.
"Wait a minute, if Gongsun Mo hadn't died tragically, Xie Yunliu wouldn't have become a master, and he wouldn't have taught the monk Qixin Zen. In other words, the current monk... is Fan Yao."
What Zheng Xiu finds ironic is that "cannibal paintings" actually exist. In the world of Red Dot, the "cannibal painting" painted by Gongsun Mo was left at the Longmen Inn, where his strange things were hidden. The intersection of the past and the future allowed Zheng Xiu to indirectly open the last door.
The "cannibal painting", in the red dots, became the key to Zheng Xiu's memory of Feng Bei and became the "human-saving painting".
But the monk lacked that experience, and Fan Yao's personality was not stripped away in the world of the painting. He was still suppressed.
This is what makes Zheng Xiu depressed.
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
Zheng Xiu's eyes flashed and his thoughts were spinning. He landed on the bustling street, waved his hand to disperse the illusion, and when he walked out again, he turned back into Major General Zheng carrying a few live fish.
After returning home, Yue Linglong got up because she overslept due to overwork last night. When he saw Zheng Xiu coming back with a few crucian carps, he couldn't help but be startled: "Husband, what are you..."
Zheng Xiu helplessly pointed at the orange cat hanging above her head, tail swaying, waiting for fried fish cakes: "I will be in charge of her food rations today."
Yue Linglong was reluctant at first because she thought it was against women's ethics. Zheng Xiu pushed his wife back into the room with quick movements of his hands. After a while, he went to the kitchen and followed Feng Bei's memory of making fried fish cakes: steam the fish, remove the bones, mix with powder, shape, fire, and heat. Heat the pot and heat up the oil.
Although Zheng Xiu is not good at cooking, he is a super strange person after all, with a dexterity and dexterity. This set of steps can be described as smooth and smooth, which makes Meow happy and can't stop nodding his head.
"Not bad, not bad, not bad. As expected of...a container." The orange cat squatted on the stove, staring directly at the steaming oil in the cauldron. She tried hard to praise Zheng Xiuhao for his enthusiasm in improving the fish cakes of the shit shoveling officer. After thinking about it, she decided to be merciful and omit the word "stupid" - this was the biggest thing she could do. concession.
Zheng Xiu held a knife in his hand and flicked the fish cake, and the fine fish scales jumped out on the cake, making the "little fish" lifelike. As a top painter, it makes sense that he can do point engraving. When fried and cooked, the three characters "Fu Lu Shou" are written on the fish cakes, which is a festive sign.
There's drama!
The orange cat was secretly happy in his heart. He let out a squeak in his mouth and subconsciously got a little closer. Sizzling...the fish cakes are floating in the boiling hot oil, like a living fish, and the concentrated orange cat's head is licking up and down rhythmically to absorb the rising aroma.
She wiped the corners of her mouth.
"By the way, you said, there is a hole under the palace. Logically speaking, this hole should not exist." Zheng Xiu used two chopsticks to flip the fish cakes in the pot and said as he turned, "There is a very good chance that it is there. You’re talking about something that will twist the anchor.”
"Yes, yes," the great Anne replied absently.
Zheng Xiu fell into deep thought, ignored Annie's perfunctory words, and said to himself: "I always thought that the back of the hole leads to Chang An. If it is true, Feng Bei is indeed in Chang An, or somewhere further outside."
"Ah, yes, yes." Lady Anne's buttocks quietly moved forward a few steps. Suddenly she squinted her eyes and stared at the floating fish cakes in the pot. A trace of black air came out from the bottom of the pot and wrapped around the cakes. Annie tilted her head, wondering. The pot was getting brighter and brighter, and in her eyes, the black air had turned into a ball of light as thick as a bucket, which was densely covered with light on the surface of the cauldron.
"It seems that I must find an opportunity to talk about the underground of the palace at night, and confirm with my own eyes where the entrance leads to. No, it may even lead to other world lines! The red spot is a distortion in the gap, which should not appear The entrance...maybe the exit!"
Zheng Xiu thought about it, and this sudden and bold idea made him flip the fish cakes for a moment.
"Can I... go back from there?"
"Meow. Container..." At this time, the orange cat's hesitating voice interrupted Zheng Xiu's thinking. She turned to Zheng Xiu and pointed at the big pot close at hand: "There seems to be foul smell coming out of the pot. …”
Zheng Xiu was stunned.
When he came to his senses, the fish cake in the pot was completely covered with a strange black light, and the three characters "Fu Lu Shou" on the fish cake were twisted into strange shapes.
One of them, like a fish cake with black vines, jumped out of the frying pan, high into the air.
One person and one cat stared blankly at the pot of jumping fish.
The stove shook violently.
Click.
The stove is cracked.
"Run!"
Zheng Xiu dropped his chopsticks and ran away. As soon as he went out, a terrible wave of air rushed out of the stove.
[The dark cooking technique is a great success. 】
Lady Anne:...Meow?
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The kitchen in the residence of General Zheng, the famous general who protected the country, exploded.
(End of chapter)
