The arrogant Lady Anne once swore that it was impossible for human beings to forge their own power by themselves.
One is due to the limited lifespan, and the other is due to bottlenecks.
There are only two types of people who can exercise authority with a mortal body. The first type is interfered by external forces, such as getting plug-ins out of thin air. The second type... is not human at all.
Zheng Xiu felt that his situation was a bit special.
"Time" is something that people both love and hate. The so-called "forever" and the so-called "eternity" become worthless in the face of cruel time. Time dilutes everything, but also allows some things to gradually settle.
Traveling through each "knot", during this long process, I have learned about how to "correct" mistakes, how to untie each "knot", this experience, these experiences, all the "understandings", eliminating the false and retaining the true, little by little. It settled in Zheng Xiu’s heart.
Understanding is the basis for tempering authority.
There are many principles that can never be separated from their origins. After a little thought, Zheng Xiu could quickly figure out the reasons.
Ten miles outside the imperial city, a "dark tent" as smooth as a mirror and as square as a square covered the world. From a distance, it looked like a "book" neatly dropped there.
The rift opened silently in the distance. [Ferryman] Qing Shisan rocked the boat and crossed the Bund to deliver one person and one cat to this place.
"oh?"
Zheng Xiu's calm eyes lit up slightly.
"changed?"
Lady Anne raised her eyelids.
"It's changed a little bit, but not completely."
Zheng Xiu nodded and shook his head.
Qing Shisan scratched his head at the side.
Listening to this man and a cat talking in riddles, it was so damn tiring that Qing Shisan simply covered his ears and smoked his cigarette, refusing to listen or listen.
Zheng Xiu stared at the fully opened "dark tent". It could already be called a complete "ghost", but there were no corresponding "rules" in it. It could only greatly enhance the natural alien technique. "Home field".
It's almost like his "cage".
After staring for a moment, Zheng Xiu said calmly: "To be honest, I really admire Wei Yangzun. Of his three princes, except for the second prince who is more crotchless and who is the first to jump out to death 'every time', the eldest prince is a natural born He is a 'chess player' who strategizes; the third prince is forbearing and a born 'literary'. It is not impossible for him to give birth to two strangers from the same lineage, and then let him give birth to a born 'emperor'."
"The third prince's 'literary' has never reached the end. What did he see at the end? I'm very curious."
"Here, let me lend you my paw."
Lady Anne happened to find a comfortable position and lay on top of Zheng Xiu. Unexpectedly, while Zheng Xiu was talking, she grabbed Lady Anne's "feet" and pressed her on the forehead.
Lady Anne stared blankly at her captured "Jade Feet", feeling an inexplicable sense of frustration welling up in her heart. Of course, I have established a cooperative relationship similar to a contract with you. If you want it, I will not give it to you. If you really want it, I will reluctantly give it to you even if you are reluctant. But you are playing with my feet without my consent... This makes Lady Anne not sure how to describe it. It seems that she feels forced and suffocated, and it is also a little exciting.
"Boo~"
With a click of his jade foot, Zheng Xiu's eyes suddenly opened up, and he could clearly see everything that happened among the strangers and ghosts.
The ghosts of aliens exist in various "shapes" and can continue to "grow". Fengbei's "splendid palaces", Yin Qingqing's "winding paths leading to secluded places", the monk's "broad horizon", and the exquisite moon "can lead to people".
The third prince's ghosts seemed to belong to a relatively broad "type". When they were released, they easily covered Jun Buxiao and Yin Qingqing.
On the side, Qing Shisan, although he had the attitude of "I won't listen, I won't listen", but he sat on the boat and looked down at the ghostly monster with a terrible smell in the distance. The strong filthy smell hit his face, and the smile on his face gradually The ground faded away, replaced by a solemn expression, and he said in a deep voice: "It's not easy to handle!"
"It's not easy to handle."
Zheng Xiu nodded and asked Lady Anne sincerely and seriously: "Ms. Anne, please lend me JIO."
Lady Anne: "?"
The next second, Zheng Xiu grabbed Lady Anne's tail, pulled out an "elegant" arc in mid-air, and started spinning.
Lady Anne: "OwO?"
An orange cat fell like a meteor, smashed open the dark tent, and disappeared into the dark tent with a pop.
Circles of ripples appeared on the surface of the dark tent, revealing gaps. The third prince's disdainful voice first came from inside: "What rubbish!"
"Meow?"
Boom!
The ground shook suddenly, and the tent split open like an inflated balloon.
The Third Prince ended quickly.
It was over the moment he couldn't help scolding the orange cat.
When Zheng Xiu and Qing Shisan rushed to the scene leisurely, only a terrifying flesh ball-shaped collapse was left on the ground. The body of the third prince lay crookedly in the center of the "meat ball" pit like a broken doll. , no sound.
Yin Qingqing and Jun Buxiao had no injuries on their bodies, but they were lying motionless not far away.
Qing Shisan first checked the breathing of Jun Buxiao and Yin Qingqing, and found that they were still alive. He shook Yin Qingqing a few times, and Yin Qingqing woke up with a cry. Then he stepped forward and kicked Jun Buxiao a few times, and the latter bounced back like a carp. Get up, lively and vigorous.
Zheng Xiu walked to the third prince's body and saw that the third prince died "again". Zheng Xiu felt calm in his heart.
Lady Anne knew that her jade feet had been used by Zheng Xiu once, so she squatted quietly next to the body of the third prince, with a vivid expression of "hateful resentment" on her face.
"Fried fish cakes, enough for three days."
"Deal! You can't come in the kitchen!"
Although Zheng Xiu's behavior of getting on the bus first and then paying for the ticket was shameful, Lady Anne felt that she had made a profit. At least get your money back.
"I'll let Chef He do it."
After just a few words, the deal was settled with Lady Anne, and it was all over.
At this time, the knot between his eyebrows stung. Zheng Xiu did not resist this time and closed his eyes.
Wow!
The body of the third prince was extremely miserable. Not a single piece of his body was intact. His limbs were broken into seven or eight pieces. Only a layer of skin and flesh remained, barely maintaining his "human shape". Zheng Xiu suspected that Lady Anne was aware of his plan and showed mercy for his sake, otherwise the third prince would never have left such a complete body.
As Zheng Xiu approached, the layers of human skin on his right arm were peeled off automatically without any wind. Then the arm took the initiative to peel off the body of the third prince and flew into the air as if fleeing for his life.
In mid-air, the flesh and blood of the amputated arm squirmed, and the human skin surged, gradually twisting into the shape of a "human skin book".
"Hurry up!"
Lady Anne is more anxious than Zheng Xiu at the moment.
bass!
An illusory chain protruded from the center of Zheng Xiu's eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, it passed through the night sky like lightning, penetrated the human skin book, and trapped it firmly!
Lady Anne's eyes lit up, and she watched helplessly as Zheng Xiu's chains dragged the struggling human skin book back.
"This is not an 'Emperor', why are you anxious?"
Lady Anne licked her lips, her vertical pupils changed into the shape of her heart: "The more skillful you are, the more skill you have, it will prove that when the 'Emperor' comes, it will not be able to escape!"
Zheng Xiu neatly put away the [Literati] artifact, leaving the scene in a mess.
Huo Huo was also involved in the alien ghosts. When Zheng Xiu found Huo Huo in another part of the meat ball-shaped pit, he seemed to be dying. Zheng Xiu stood calmly in front of Huo Huo, whose eyes had dimmed.
suddenly. Huo Huo's dim eyes lit up with the last sparkle: "It's you."
"still me."
Huo Huo gasped for air, suddenly understood, and said with a wry smile: "This is not the first time, is it?"
"You value friendship, but you are old-fashioned, old-fashioned, and don't know how to adapt. This is who you are. You can't change it...I don't blame you." Zheng Xiu stared into Huo Huo's eyes. Before he died, something like " Images like a revolving lantern. In these "revolving lanterns", there must be some "fragments" that Huo Huo could not understand before. Now before he died, he suddenly realized that this death was just an insignificant "repeat of the same mistakes" among thousands of deaths. ".
Huo Huo's life was not a "knot" caused by Zheng Xiu. Zheng Xiu owed Huo Huo nothing, so his heart was calm.
"Uncle Huo, do you have any last words?"
"I, I just want to, ahem, want to preserve the Wei family bloodline, that's all."
"I understand, Wang Cangyun thought the same way back then."
Huo Huo's eyes showed a moment of shock, confusion, and then relief: "Ah..." He sighed loudly, his lips curled up, unable to say another word.
"I will tell my dad that you went to the south to take care of yourself."
Huo Huo grinned, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. His death was affected by the alien ghosts. Strictly speaking, he died under the third prince's alien technique, not at the hands of Zheng Xiu or Jun Buxiao.
Zheng Xiu cut off the third prince's head and took off his belt.
Qing Shisan sent Huo Huo's body back to his hometown and found a place with beautiful scenery to bury it safely.
When Huo Huo was buried, Qing Shisan erected a monument for Huo Huo. What was written on the monument made Qing Shisan suddenly feel in a trance. It says "The Tomb of General Huo Huo". It turns out he has written it before.
Many things are reincarnated, cyclical, and following a predetermined trajectory.
Zheng Xiu wrapped the third prince's head in brocade cloth, making it look like a congratulatory gift.
"boss."
Jun Buxiao stood there coolly.
Zheng Xiu promised Jun Buxiao that he would open a theater for him, the best in the world.
After Yin Qingqing woke up, she stood nervously in front of Zheng Xiu.
Yin Qingqing, who had acted cold and ruthless in front of Jun Buxiao, was standing in front of Zheng Xiu, but her face was red. She twisted her clothes with her hands, lowered her head and bit her lower lip. From time to time, she raised her head to secretly observe Zheng Xiu's expression, with a hidden secret in her eyes. Joy, three parts uneasiness, three parts annoyance, and one part deeply hidden love.
The Yin Qingqing who stood in front of Zheng Xiu was completely different from the Yin Qingqing who worked with Jun Buxiao. At this moment, she was like a child who had done something wrong and was embarrassed in front of her elders and worried about being scolded.
"Uncle Red King."
Qing Shisan's ears were sharp. When he heard this, he suddenly opened his mouth wide, and the smoke condensed between his teeth.
"……ah???"
He widened his eyes and let out an "ah" sound.
This "Uncle" sound like a fairy tale made Qing Shisan's round face become square.
Zheng Xiu ignored Qing Shisan, who was rippling in the messy smoke in the wind, and smiled and touched Yin Qingqing's silky hair.
Yin Qingqing stood on tiptoes and leaned her head towards Zheng Xiu's hand.
"It doesn't matter, we did a good job. After we go back, we will carefully digest the feeling of staying in 'The Stranger' and open the last door as soon as possible."
"I know, Uncle Red King."
Yin Qingqing smiled like a flower and nodded vigorously happily.
There is naturally a reason for Yin Qingqing's weird attitude towards Zheng Xiu.
Old Wei died early. In the red-point world, Yin Qingqing became Wei Ruyi's confidant very early under Zheng Xiu's "intervention".
It's just that this time Wei Ruyi didn't send Yin Qingqing to her as a "maid" like Old Wei did. Therefore, Yin Qingqing has been in charge of the secret department and is secretly responsible for Wei Ruyi's safety.
Yin Qingqing's "knot" is also very simple to untie.
Yin Qingqing was born as a "time demon" and a "kidnapper", but the irony is that she was also a child kidnapped by a kidnapper. After killing her abductor, she managed to escape during the war and awakened the alien technique in her childhood. .
On her way to escape, she adopted many "orphans" who were connected to her fate and hid them in the time demon space. "This time", Zheng Xiu set the fire after raising Wei Ruyi. Shortly after parting ways with Wei Ruyi, he quickly brought Yin Qingqing and other orphans into the palace in the name of Wei Ruyi, and secretly trained them. As time passed, it became the "Secret Ministry" today.
For Yin Qingqing, Zheng Xiu, who has been hidden behind the scenes all these years, is her "closest relative" who is both master and father. He is her only "relative" besides her brothers and sisters in the Secret Service.
If Zheng Xiu hadn't been unwilling, she would have even wanted to call Zheng Xiu daddy.
Calling uncle is the next best thing.
She had no other intention, just to show respect and admiration.
…
There lived a young blind man named Chen Wei in the east of the city.
Qing Shisan carried the third prince’s head and brought it to his house.
Knocking on the door, a slight cough came from inside.
"The young master has told me that Sangouzi's head is here. Whether it is cooked or buried, it is up to you to do with it."
The dark room was silent for a long time. Qing Shisan shrugged and placed the delicately wrapped head outside the threshold.
After a while, the blind man sighed: "Thank you very much."
…
That night.
Changming Palace.
The gentle and elegant man sat alone under the moonlight. There was no one in the courtyard. There was a chessboard on the stone table, black and white.
At this moment, there was no opponent to play with him, but the man's eyes were fixed on the chessboard, and he looked at it extremely seriously.
He is "gaming".
Game with heaven, game with people, and game with fate.
Bet his life on it.
If a person who understands the chess game looks down at the chess game, he will find that the white chess on the chessboard is like a candle in the wind, dying, and it is difficult to stop the black chess.
He held the white chess piece in his hand and remained motionless for a long time.
Suddenly, one of the white stones that landed at a key point on the chessboard cracked silently. The next moment, it shattered into powder and scattered on the stone chessboard. It was blown by the wind and scattered into the night, disappearing without a trace.
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The winner is the king. The loser is not even qualified to be named in the history books."
"Third brother, what a pity."
"You have endured it for so many years, but you don't have this fate in the end. Some things are destined."
"But I... don't believe it either!"
"Whether you succeed or lose, if you don't fight, you will always feel unwilling!"
The eldest prince murmured alone in the Changming Palace. The hall named "Changming" was getting darker and darker at this moment, and the candlelight was extinguished.
The white chess piece held by the eldest prince suddenly turned half black and half white, clearly distinguishable.
Thanks to the leader of "White Clothes Cannot Be Changed" for the reward! (What a shameful ID.)
