The face reflected on the water surface is his Zheng Xiu's face.

And not "Gongsun Mo"!

"I'm Gongsun Mo? Am I? Aha? How can it be...... Hahaha! ”

After being shocked, Zheng Xiu was amused by the scene in front of him and laughed.

Laughing.

Zheng Xiu shook his head solemnly: "This is impossible. ”

No way.

Zheng Xiu has a rule for creating a trumpet, whether it is difficult to say whether it is a person, at least it must be the Zheng family.

Zheng Shan, Zheng Evil, Zheng Baimei.

This is the principle.

How can principles be broken when they are broken?

Zheng Xiu quickly denied this ridiculous idea in his mind and thought of other possibilities instead.

He recalled that when he was on the verge of life and death as the incarnation of Zheng Baimei, he released the [Heaven and Earth Intersection and One Sword Intent], and Zheng Xiu also left his body in the face of his original human soul.

Zheng Xiu opened the placket and looked at his chest, there was no hole.

Wash your face with hot water and wash off your hangover.

There is a bamboo basket next to the door, and a row of picture scrolls are neatly fixed with strips of cloth in the bamboo basket. There is also a delicate brocade box hidden in the bamboo basket, and when you open it, you can see that it is a set of expensive painting tools, with brushes, ink strips, and jade inkstones.

There are six brushes, divided into wolf hair, mouse hair, purple hair, and both hair, ox ear hair, and three or seven millimeters.

Different brushes have different textures, which are leaf tendons, landscapes, flowers, white birds, long snakes, and moire.

"Good...... It's so professional. ”

Zheng Xiu was amazed.

This is the belongings of "Gongsun Mo", which is clear at a glance. Everyone else went out with a sword and a knife, but Gongsun Mo brought a bunch of paper and pencils, no wonder the arrogant Baili Dart Bureau called Gongsun Mo a "poor scholar" at a glance.

But Zheng Xiu could see at a glance that just looking at this set of things, this Gongsun Mo was by no means "poor and sour", and it could even be said that he had a small family background. Not to mention the jade inkstone made of high-quality ink cui, not to mention the delicately carved ink strips, just the "leaf tendon ox ear", the workmanship, should not be the work of the dynasty, it is likely to be an antique.

Zheng Xiu stared in silence for a while.

Involuntarily stepped forward, carefully took out a roll of rice paper, and spread it out on the table.

Zheng Xiu rolled up his sleeves, meticulously grinded the ink strips on the jade inkstone, and added water to adjust the ink concentration. Zheng Xiu's movements were very slow, but he could see that he was very skilled, although it took a lot of effort, and finally the ink developed was of the right shade, and several layers of color were separated on the elastic hair.

The brush was dipped in ink, and Zheng Xiu held his sleeve in one hand and a pen in the other.

This action lasted for a long time.

Zheng Xiu was stunned when he came back to his senses, although he hung the sign of "Macho Painter" and walked the [Painter] doorway, but he knew how much water he had, and he could glimpse the wool of Fengbei that could be glimpsed by the doorway. This set of actions is done smoothly.

Before lifting the pen, the white paper in front of me is just paper. But when Zheng Xiu lifted the pen, he suddenly felt that the white paper in front of him was like a bottomless lake, unable to glimpse the mystery and illuminate his heart. The sense of disobedience that he was both Gongsun Mo and not Gongsun Mo made Zheng Xiu stunned from a distance, and he didn't know where to start.

It's like when he wants to make a move in the market, his consciousness keeps up, and his hands and feet can't keep up, so he can't fight back.

At this moment, it is the opposite, his DNA moves by itself, his hands and feet move, but his consciousness can't keep up with Gongsun Mo, so he can't put pen to paper.

"That's right."

Zheng Xiu looked at the four treasures of the study room and the painter's treasures, and his heart was hot.

His incarnation [Zheng Shan] took the path of a well-deserved [painter].

Now, by chance, he can experience the memories he experienced back then through the first perspective of the legendary "painting ghost" Gongsun Mo.

Gongsun Mo's understanding of painters, he can also experience it personally.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Coincidentally, this is not!

Saion lost his horse and knew if it was a blessing!

This is a great opportunity to improve your painting skills and realm in a short period of time.

"I don't know if Fengbei and Ruchen have fallen into the same situation?"

If his face is also used in "Gongsun Mo's Memory", it should not be difficult to recognize, but what I am afraid of is what if it is not.

As for how to explain the relationship between "Zheng Shan" and "Zheng Xiu" after recognizing it, it is difficult for Master Zheng, who repeatedly jumps between several identities.

Thin, vicissitudes, hallucinations, all fake, careless, didn't hold back, and so on, Zheng Xiu can be said to be at his fingertips, and there is no need to be entangled.

Zheng Xiu gradually cleared his mind.

If you think about it according to the idea of clearing the customs of "Ghost Dragon", although at the moment the strange ghost snake of "World in the Picture" has no hints, no narration, and I don't even know if it is a retracement. But as the saying goes, everything is inseparable, and Zheng Xiu himself set a "task" for himself.

First, follow the footsteps of Gongsun Mo, find Fengbei and Ruchen, and find a way to crack the world in the painting;

Second, through the understanding of the "painter" of the painting ghost Gongsun Mo, he further went deep into the doorway.

Tuk tuk!

"Brother Gongsun! Are you done tinkering? ”

Zheng Xiu didn't know how long he stayed in the room, and Chu Chengfeng came to urge him again.

"Alas!"

The painter sighed, put the pen down, and said that he knew, and then put the washing tools in the basin, put them back on, and carried them on his back.

The first-class room where Zheng Xiu lived was the innermost and most secluded one in the corridor on the second floor. When he pushed the door open, Chu Chengfeng's long sword was behind him, his waist was hanging from his waist, and he put it on Zheng Xiu's shoulder with a smile: "Brother Gongsun, do you want to drink a few more cups to relieve hangover?" ”

Zheng Xiu's eyes widened, Xiao Zheng was scolding his mother in his heart, and the little grandson piled up a wry smile on his face: "Brother Chu, don't be joking, you don't know the amount of alcohol that the little brother drinks, if you accompany Brother Chu to drink two more cups, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue to go north today." ”

"Going north?" When Chu Chengfeng heard this, he showed a strange expression, and then patted Zheng Xiu on the shoulder: "If you can trust Brother Chu as a person, you still stay in the inn these days, don't go out, save your life, after all...... The sword has no eyes. ”

Zheng Xiu frowned: "Why did Brother Chu say this?" ”

"You'll find out after sitting for a long time."

Chu Chengfeng shook his head and smiled without answering. He took Zheng Xiu to the tea shop next to the inn.

There is a private seat on the second floor of the tea shop.

It is said to be a private seat, which is cleaner than the first floor.

The shopkeeper Xiao Er wiped a dirty rag on the table and swept away the remaining oil stains on the table at will.

Zheng Xiu's eyebrows jumped, and the color of the table was black, and it couldn't be seen at first glance. But when the shopkeeper wiped it with a rag, a layer of dark red blood was clearly wiped off the rag.

"A pot of porridge, a jar of rice wine, a few dishes of snacks, hurry up, my brother vomited all night, and now he is hungry."

It didn't take long for the dishes ordered by Chu Chengfeng to come up.

Zheng Xiu made a gurgling sound in his stomach, and he was indeed hungry. I filled a bowl of hot porridge and water, and ate it with refreshing wine and cold dishes.

"Brother Chu, you just said that you don't want to walk out of the inn, for fear of losing your life, why is this?"

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, eat first, and then talk after eating! Hahaha! ”

Chu Chengfeng never used a glass to drink, but he flicked his fingers, and his fingers stiffly cut off a piece of the wine jar, and the fracture was as smooth as a knife cut. Chu Chengfeng raised his head and poured rice wine into his stomach with a clatter, like drinking water.

The placket on his chest was wet, and it didn't take long for him to be full of wine, Chu Chengfeng didn't care about this detail, he drank most of the jar in one go, he gave a long wine burp, and the long sleeves wiped his mouth, and the wine jar slammed on the table: "Happy!" ”

After drinking, Chu Chengfeng looked at Zheng Xiu, who was stunned on the other side, and handed the wine jar forward: "Brother Gongsun, really don't you want to eat?" ”

Zheng Xiu shook his head and refused: "I'm not good at this." ”

Chu Chengfeng looked regretful: "It's a pity! ”

After drinking a few bowls of porridge to warm his stomach, Zheng Xiu felt a lot more comfortable. He restarted the question.

Chu Chengfeng didn't continue to sell Guanzi, walked to the handrail, and beckoned to Zheng Xiu.

"Brother, come and have a look."

Zheng Xiu stepped forward as he said.

"When you look at the bazaar, how do you feel?"

Chu Chengfeng smiled slightly and pointed to the bustling bazaar below.

"Strange?" Zheng Xiu followed Chu Chengfeng's fingers and looked down.

I saw that in the bazaar, except for being particularly lively, it didn't seem to be special.

"Ouch, look at the memory of the eldest brother, I forgot. Hiccup~" Chu Chengfeng suddenly patted his head and took a sip of wine, and he first pointed to a few ragged beggars in the bazaar.

The beggars, who were thin, barefoot, with a broken bowl in each hand, were banging on the doors of the bazaar from house to house.

"Alright, alright! We've been hungry for a few days, so please eat for a meal! ”

"Where did you come from, get out!"

The beggars ate one by one closed doors.

Chu Chengfeng smiled meaningfully: "Most of the flowers are begging along the street, and there has never been a reason to come to the door to beg, they have broken the rules." ”

Zheng Xiu wondered: "Beggars also have rules? ”

"That's nature."

"Brother Chu is trying to say?"

"They're looking for something, and look over there, look at the girl's waist."

Chu Chengfeng pointed to the girl who set up a stall again, the girl was fair-skinned and beautiful, sixteen years old, tender and delicate, and extremely attractive.

Zheng Xiu was about to say very carefully in his heart, but he said: "Don't look at indecent things!" ”

Gongsun Mo's memory seems to be very dishonest.

"I'm here to show you her waist, wrapped around her waist. See, the circle is bulging, and there is a lot of hidden inside, obviously hiding weapons such as soft whips or soft swords. In the central area of Shu, if you say soft whip, I may not be able to say it, but if it is a soft sword...... Hey! Who doesn't know that the soft sword of the 'Ruyi Fang' makes the combination of rigidity and softness changeable, she should not want people to know her origin, and would rather draw the sword a little more obstructively, rather than let people notice her origin. ”

"Look at the old man selling sweet potatoes, his hands are covered with calluses, and the second section of the little finger, the nameless, and middle fingers is particularly bulging, and the knuckles are deformed, and the traces left by practicing the six folds are clear. The Liuhe Gang, who has been wandering in the Jiangnan area all the year round and makes a living by boats, actually entered Shuzhong, which is interesting. ”

"Look at the dough roller, who rolls the dough with stainless steel short sticks, and also uses two. The weapon spectrum ranked ninety-seventh last month, and this month it fell out of the 'double-flower silver stick' outside the top 100 of the weapon spectrum, and the two double-flower 'thugs' of the Yangzhou Changle Gang became famous for their double-sticks. Changle Gang, the rabble also dares to wade into this troubled water, hahaha! ”

Zheng Xiu's face turned pale: "Be quiet, be quiet, Brother Chu don't want to speak wildly, for fear of provoking right and wrong." ”

"What am I afraid of?" Chu Chengfeng pouted: "If Chu was afraid, he wouldn't have pulled you yesterday." And when he heard it, he did not dare to be angry, nor to speak, lest they should do anything. ”

Chu Chengfeng is arrogant and has arrogant capital.

First of all, the strength, the weapon spectrum ranked thirty-eighth. The second is the background, the third young master of Plum Blossom Villa.

Although neither Zheng Xiu nor Gongsun Mo's memory, at this moment, neither of them knew what this weapon spectrum thirty-eight and Plum Blossom Villa represented. But looking at Chu Chengfeng's behavior, he should have a pivotal position in the rivers and lakes, enough to make Chu Chengfeng run rampant.

Chu Chengfeng's eyes were vicious, and he had a lot of treasures for the various sects and families on the rivers and lakes, and easily pointed out more than a dozen martial arts people hiding in the market.

It's still hidden.

Not to mention that someone who wants to cover up Mi Zhang's mysterious and mysterious draped in a big cloak, with a drum on his back, obviously hiding a weapon, swaggering through the market.

Others put their big knives on the table and ate wontons on the side of the street.

"Come on, look over here, it should be about the same."

Chu Chengfeng smiled and took Gongsun Mo to sit back on the seat, and looked downstairs.

Although everything in front of him was Gongsun Mo's memory, Gongsun Mo may not have understood it at the time, but Zheng Xiu was not Gongsun Mo, under Chu Chengfeng's slight prompting, Zheng Xiu quickly noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere below.

It's so quiet.

On the first floor of the spacious tea shop, there were only three tables of people.

Two of the tables are far apart, in each corner.

In the northeast corner sat a strong man with a beard, beside him was a round cloth bag with a long handle exposed, which looked like a copper hammer.

In the southwest corner sat a handsome young man shaking a fan, wearing a crown and hat, dressed in white and snowy, with a graceful demeanor and a smile as warm as jade.

And in the middle sat a woman, dressed in a black power suit, full of undisguised Jianghu atmosphere. From Zheng Xiu's point of view, he could only see the woman's back, and there was a whole roast leg of lamb and a large plate of braised chicken on the woman's table, which added up to seven or eight catties. The slender woman with her back was burying her head in the pain, making a crackling sound in the quiet first floor.

This woman has a really big capacity.

This was Zheng Xiu's first reaction when he looked at the seven or eight catties of meat dishes on the table.

The second reaction is to feel ...... Familiar.

Yes, that back makes "he" feel inexplicably familiar.

When the idea of "familiarity" emerged like intuition, Zheng Xiu tilted his head and secretly said strangely.

He was now beginning to be unable to distinguish whether Gongsun Mo felt familiar or he Zheng Xiu felt familiar.

The two senses were confused, making it difficult for Zheng Xiu to distinguish them for a while.

"Who's that woman?"

Zheng Xiu looked at the familiar back and asked in a daze.

Chu Chengfeng was dumbfounded when he heard this, looked back at the soulless Gongsun brother, and secretly laughed, just now he said that he should not look at insolence, but now? Sure enough, readers like to have different hearts and mouths, one on the surface and one behind the other, tsk, thieves. However, Chu Chengfeng didn't break it at the moment, looked at the woman's back and carefully distinguished, and shook his head helplessly: "This, maybe it's an unknown person, Chu can't recognize it." But Chu didn't let you see the woman, when the woman can't see it, you first look at the two people who are far apart. ”

Chu Chengfeng first pointed to the strong man, his expression was a little more playful, and he introduced to Brother Gongsun with a smile: "That person is quite famous in Shu, Cao Dongxue, good at making a pair of 'black steel eight-sided hammers', 'wind and fire eight strikes', infinite power, there are few opponents in Shu, and the weapon spectrum is now ranked sixty-two. However, it is not his hammer method that makes him famous in the rivers and lakes, but because three years ago, the wife he was marrying in the Ming Media ran away with someone on the night of the candle in the cave room, he chased from Shuzhong to the north, chased a full 1,800 miles, and spent a year finally catching up with the adulterer and his wife, but unexpectedly knocked down a few times, and became a laughing stock on the rivers and lakes, and everyone knew about it for a while. ”

"This man is pitiful." Zheng Xiu mourned for the poor man for a few seconds, and then asked, "What about the other person?" ”

Chu Chengfeng's face was even more strange: "Another person on the rivers and lakes is called 'Iron Fan Scholar', too...... The adulterer. ”

"You said, after three years, one is in the north and the other is in Shuzhong, but today they are gathered in this small teahouse."

Chu Chengfeng put away his strange smile, patted Zheng Xiu on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Is it a coincidence, or is it ...... Something else? ”

(End of chapter)