March 11th.
The newlywed woman's face was filled with touching brilliance.
Yue Linglong felt very happy at the moment.
The handsome and suave husband is rich in talent. He likes painting, writing poetry, and dancing with swords. He is good at literature and martial arts, can move up and down, and is considerate and gentle. Yue Linglong believed that this was God's best arrangement for her.
The next morning, I took a shower and changed my clothes, and worshiped my ancestors in the ancestral hall.
Zheng Xiu once again stared at the wordless tablet in the ancestral hall.
Feng Bei’s spiritual position.
"She's not dead, Dad."
Zheng Xiu thought to himself and waited quietly for his sick father to appear.
Zheng Xiu was very honest this time.
After the ancestor worship was completed, Zheng Xiu handed a folded letter to Chuntao in advance.
"Mom, come to this place in three days to find an old miracle doctor named Situ Yong."
"A miracle doctor?" Chuntao heard this and laughed dumbly: "Where can there be a miracle doctor named Situ Yong in the city?"
Zheng Xiu shook his head and chuckled: "He has six knives on his waist at the moment. He has a dragon tattoo on his left shoulder, a tiger tattoo on his right shoulder, and an old cow on his chest."
Chuntao: "Are you talking about Situ Lao Niu from the north of the city? Isn't he a cattle breeder? His family has been butchers for generations."
Zheng Xiu blinked at Chuntao mysteriously: "Yes now, but not soon. In three days, no sooner or later. He will become a good doctor."
"==_=?"
…
March 16th.
Yue Linglong spent several days shopping in the market.
The husband told her to find an orange female cat.
…
March fifteenth.
The moon is full.
A figure quietly entered the "heavily guarded" sky prison.
In the deepest part of the prison, a "key criminal" is hidden.
A key criminal who assassinated the second prince.
But this important criminal's legs were broken and he was dying. He was originally scheduled to be executed in the autumn of last year, but due to various changes in the palace, it was postponed to today.
In the dim and sour corridor, huge fat rats would scurry by from time to time, making squeaking sounds.
Under the flickering candlelight, there was a broken table and two low stools.
Three jailers were playing with dice cups.
"big big big!"
"Go to hell with the leopard!"
"You're out of luck, right? Two leopards in a row?"
"Hey! There is no evidence, why do you say that we are cheating? Don't slander anyone. You are willing to admit defeat. You two will stay here tonight, and I will go and be free!"
The jailer who won the money took off his jailer uniform and walked out with a glowing face.
"Zhizhizhi——"
The fat rat in the prison screamed in panic. The jailer looked down and saw a row of rats running away from his feet like crazy. The whole family fled.
He looked stunned and quickly ran back to the prison. When he saw it, the two brothers with whom he had played very happily not long ago had their necks twisted and fell to the ground without making a sound.
Next to the two brothers, there was a man sitting.
"Zheng, Major General Zheng?" The jailer's eyes almost popped out of his eyes. He pointed at the man with an unusually calm expression in shock, and finally revealed the man's identity.
"Don't worry, I have been ordered to check on the key criminal." Zheng Xiu smiled slightly: "The key criminal in the innermost room, Sikong Zhui Ming, why is he dead?"
"Dead? He's dead?"
When the jailer heard this, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Zheng Xiu thought about it for a moment, sighed softly, stood up and walked past the stunned jailer.
Click.
He casually broke the jailer's neck.
"Wrong, wrong again." Zheng Xiu walked out of the prison step by step, stroking his chin and thinking: "But... which step did I make?"
…
April seventeenth.
It rained continuously for ten days.
The sky is overcast and the earth is heavy.
Zheng Xiu brought a bowl of water for Yue Linglong.
Yue Linglong woke up in a daze, and there was a strange black air hovering in the center of the bowl of clear water. But Yue Linglong didn't pay attention, thinking it was just a shadow thrown into the bottom of the bowl.
"Husband."
"Drink."
Zheng Xiu looked gentle as he fed Yue Linglong to drink the bowl of "soup" he had worked so hard to retrieve.
The next moment, Yue Linglong's bright eyes became blurry and lost their sparkle.
Zheng Xiu hugged her tightly.
Her skin first became extremely hot, and a trace of black breath came out of her eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Yue Linglong's soft and delicate body gradually became cold and lost its warmth.
Like a corpse, no, colder than a corpse.
Zheng Xiu hugged Yue Linglong tightly.
He muttered to himself: "I'm sorry."
"sorry."
When Yue Linglong opened her eyes again.
A mark as dark as ink appeared on her back.
On the roof, a middle-aged man named Qing Shisan listened to the movement inside the house, squatted on the tiles, silently smoked a cigarette, looked at the gloomy scene on the horizon, and laughed.
…
March 10th.
Happy wedding.
Zheng's house was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the atmosphere was festive.
The marriage between Daqian and the Northern Barbarians was a signal. A signal of peace between the two countries.
In the room.
The voluptuous newlywed lady sat quietly on the bedside.
There was a shocking coldness all around her. The warm atmosphere outside the house did not affect the place here at all. There was an inexplicable refreshing chill in the new house.
The "drunk" Major General Zheng, surrounded by everyone, opened the door with a smile, turned around and closed it tightly.
The moment the door turned and closed tightly, General Zheng, who was smiling one second ago, looked as calm as water the next.
He stepped forward and lifted the lady's red hijab.
The lady's face was as white as paper, and even the moving rouge could not hide the coldness and ruthlessness in her eyes.
laugh!
The cold light is like electricity.
Zheng Xiu calmly lowered his head and looked at the dagger inserted into his chest, with only half of it exposed.
The blood dyed the red flower on the groom's chest even redder.
"You...why don't you hide?"
Yue Linglong looked at her "husband's" calm expression, and her cold face became a little more moved.
Zheng Xiu smiled slightly, a bit pale on his face: "Why did you say 'again'?"
Yue Linglong was startled.
Zheng Xiu pulled out the dagger. Under Yue Linglong's shocked eyes, he opened Yue Linglong's pale fingers and pressed the blood-stained dagger into Yue Linglong's palm.
"Do not blame you."
Zheng Xiu sighed: "'This time', I made a mistake again."
"I only let dad live. Once the Wolf King dies, you will be resentful. This knot will naturally be difficult to resolve."
On the wedding night, the groom's red shirt was stained with blood, and he rushed out of the door and entered the palace.
…
"don't want!"
Zheng Xiu woke up.
He softly shouted no, stopped, looked at the person next to him, and checked the person's body temperature.
hot.
Zheng Xiu put on his robe, sat down at the table, and turned on the lamp.
[March 10th, newlywed. 】
【I am back again. 】
[The order is wrong. 】
[You need to untie the earlier, earlier knot first. 】
[Also, remember to 'protect from lightning'. 】
【No one can be trusted, anyone may be a ghost. 】
[While I was staring at the scorching sun, the scorching sun was also staring at me. 】
The tip of the pen paused.
He added with trembling hands.
【They are coming. 】
The word "He" is crooked.
Even Zheng Xiu himself couldn't tell whether he was writing about "she", "him", "it" or "him".
it's the same.
no difference.
Zheng Xiu read his "diary" carefully and remembered every word in his heart.
bass.
Candlelight flickers.
Beads of cold sweat broke out on Zheng Xiu's forehead.
Zheng Xiu looked back and saw Yue Linglong, who was sleeping soundly, sitting up at some point. Her dark eyes looked at Zheng Xiu quietly. Yue Linglong's mouth curled up and her head tilted slightly.
"Husband, are you tired?"
Yue Linglong's expression returned to normal in the blink of an eye, shy and rosy, she pulled the quilt to hide her spring mood and asked in a low voice.
"I'm not tired. Madam has a beautiful face. I won't feel tired even after several visits."
Zheng Xiu casually lit the diary on fire, burned it to ashes, and responded with a smile.
"It's good that you're not tired, husband."
Yue Linglong covered her mouth and smiled, and hooked her bare legs on the quilt.
…
bass.
Zheng Xiu opened his eyes.
It was raining heavily in front of me.
Pattering...
Boom...
There was lightning and thunder in the sky.
"Huh... I have to be careful here."
Zheng Xiu looked around. The gloomy rain clouds were like a huge cover, dark and pressing toward the mountains of Yanzhou.
Tap tap tap tap...
The messy sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.
Zheng Xiu was quite sad to revisit the old place. He traced the outline in the void with his fingers, and a "treasure umbrella" filled with flowing light came from the void into reality. Zheng Xiu held an umbrella and walked on the path on a rainy night.
"Relax, just treat it as a copy."
Zheng Xiu comforted himself.
At the end of the trail, a group of black shadows rushed over.
"shelf!"
Wearing raincoats, they worked diligently in the heavy rain.
Dedicated bandits.
This is a big "knot" entrenched in Zheng Xiu's "path".
Twenty years ago, Baili Village, Yanzhou.
This "knot" is indeed similar to an "artifact".
The people he meets in the artifact, the decisions he makes, and the consequences will be directly projected onto "Major General Zheng" twenty years later.
…
[All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such. 】
[One thought is born, one thought is destroyed, thousands of bubbles are born here. 】
【Only where you go anchors the truth. 】
[The only way, the only way. 】
【Escape from the prison. 】
…
This was the first passage he saw when he glimpsed the door.
By the time he was vaguely aware of the "true meaning" of this passage, things had changed, people had changed, the world had changed, and the world had become completely different.
"So the Riddler deserves to die."
The heroic bandit drew his sword and ran towards Zheng Xiu, who was alone on the trail.
The leader of the bandits looked at the end of the road. This "picture" seemed ordinary but was almost Taoist. He subconsciously clenched the knife, his heart was shaking, and he gritted his teeth with murderous intent. Yes, the picture, when everyone sees the man holding an umbrella on a rainy night, his mind is involuntarily fixed on this moment.
In the eyes of the bandits, Zheng Xiu looked like someone who came out of a "painting".
In the rain, on a moonlit night, with thunder.
One person, one umbrella.
The rain freezes.
The bandits looked around in horror. The raindrops were like crystal pearls, fixed in the air, filled with flashes of lightning.
Zheng Xiu smiled slightly.
People moved.
The umbrella rotates, and raindrops shoot out in all directions like a hidden weapon.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
There was a tiny drop of blood on the forehead of each bandit, which soon merged into the rain, formed a trickle, and disappeared in the long night.
Zheng Xiu entered the jungle.
The rain is getting heavier.
He came to a village.
There are twenty-six households in the village.
The village chief is hospitable and welcomes outsiders, so he invites Zheng Xiu into the house.
There were more than ten people in coir raincoats sitting in the room. The leader was white-haired and had a knife on his waist. He looked at Zheng Xiu warily.
Uh-huh!
Zheng Xiu moved quickly and put away the umbrella.
The sound that came out in an instant was like a long knife being unsheathed, and several people in the room were so shocked that they almost grabbed the handle of the knife at their waists in order.
"Don't panic, everyone." Zheng Xiu lowered his head and ignored the fierce murderous aura in the room. He shook the water droplets on his umbrella with a smile and said with a smile: "I am Zheng Shan, the Zheng of Zheng Haoran, the kindness of the great good man."
Zheng Xiu looked at the old man's uncertain expression, sat down opposite the old man with a calm expression, and looked at the white carp soup in the pot.
Zheng Xiu took a spoonful of it and took a calm sip.
At this time, his dark eyes became darker and darker.
"Commander Wang, are you okay?"
Wang Cangyun's pupils shrank and he couldn't hide his shock.
"That's right." Zheng Xiu suddenly remembered something and raised his index finger: "I have realized the nineteenth sword of your Eighteen Coiling Dragon Slashes. Do you want to learn it?"
…
Yun County, Yanzhou.
An unknown mountain village.
A farm couple met a strange man.
The peasant woman was looking at the strange man, who was so handsome and white as bamboo shoots. She blushed. For some reason, this strange man looked young, but there was an alluring vicissitude in his eyes, which made the woman subconsciously He clamped his legs tightly, ran back to the house coyly, and pushed the lazy coward: "Someone said they want to buy our shabby house."
"Bah! What kind of house do you want to buy? What fool can't imagine buying a mud house in such a poor place?"
"He said ten taels of silver."
"What idiot...what? How much?" The man was dumbfounded.
It's not even worth ten taels to hook up with a woman.
…
It didn't take long for the weirdo to take up residence in the village.
One night, a fast horse came from the mountains and left behind a beautiful swaddling clothes. In the swaddling clothes was a baby girl who was waiting for feeding. She cried heartbreakingly.
"Er Niang was quite cute when she was little."
Zheng Xiu didn't know that he spent ten taels of silver to buy a shabby house, which made him famous in ten villages and became a famous "weirdo". When he heard the man outside the house leaving the baby behind and running away, he walked out. Pick up the baby girl.
The moment the baby girl saw Zheng Xiu, she stopped crying. With two big bright eyes open, Porphyrin flashed like jade, looking into Zheng Xiu's eyes.
Zheng Xiu opened his mouth, feeling inexplicably enlightened. He stretched out his index finger towards Erniang, who was still a baby.
The little second lady giggled and hugged the finger with the strength of sucking milk.
This scene.
Just like how Er Niang held the baby Zheng Xiu in front of Zheng's house a few years later.
He was stunned for a moment.
Zheng Xiu scratched his head with his other hand.
"In the past few years, I've been having a headache where to find your food...well, which one has it? Ah, don't twitch my fingers!"
…
[March 10th, newlywed. 】
[As I go deeper and deeper into the door, I seem to be able to control the life and death of others with ease. 】
[But at the same time, the feeling of powerlessness became deeper and deeper. I was like a prisoner trapped deeply in this world, with my body covered in mud and my hands stained with blood. 】
【I am back again. 】
【This time, I saved Er Niang. 】
【I personally gave her a happy childhood. 】
[We talk about our own things, I call her sister and she calls me uncle. 】
[I told her that one day, we will meet again on the other side of the mountain. 】
[She cried very sadly. 】
[After several years of being together, I couldn’t bear to push her into that abyss. I couldn't bear to watch her walk into the cruel emperor's home. 】
[If someone is watching all this, 'He' seems to be taking pity on this girl, allowing her bad luck to delay coming. 】
【Too late. 】
[So, I set the fire with my own hands. 】
