Chapter 168: Conflict of Ideas (2-in-1)
Card bug.
With his rich professional experience, Zheng Xiu has a deep understanding of the current situation.
It's no wonder that when you sink in, even when you enter that space, you can't see the "path" and "door".
Obviously, because of this state of "life and death", his own ontology has been temporarily cut off from the "doorway".
Or rather, the signal is not good.
If it weren't for the [Unbreakable] carrying, when "Zheng Baimei" fell for the trick of the crow keeper, he would even implicate the body and die instantly.
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu was afraid for a while.
The skill released with the restriction of "blindness" is really terrifying.
But soon, he was relieved.
Leaving Qingshan without worrying about the lack of firewood, although he has now cut off contact with the "doorway", it is not completely broken.
"This way doesn't work, take the other way."
Zheng Xiu remembered the situation inside the doorway, he occupied the [Prisoner] Path, but he could not only take the [Prisoner] Path.
Ruchen's "Heart Zen" gave Zheng Xiu inspiration, Ruchen can separate many personalities with the power of one person, and different personalities take completely different paths, such a strange way of practice is incredible, and what is even more amazing is that Ruchen has gone through. Everyone is a stranger, since Ruchen can, why can't he Zheng Xiu.
What's more, now Zheng Xiu is in Gongsun Mo's cannibal painting, and his memories are entangled with Gongsun Mo, although it is extremely dangerous, if you are not careful, you will become the same as Fengbei, lose your heart, but risks and benefits coexist, this situation also means that in his memory, there are all the top understandings of "painting ghosts" Gongsun Mo in Danqing two hundred years ago!
It's a shortcut to the door!
Besides.
According to Zheng Xiu's own summary of the "wool" theory.
This Xie Luohe is clearly an alien, and the wool of the alien can improve the success rate of peeking into the doorway.
This is not a coincidence!
God help me!
Zheng Xiu thought of this, and there was an irresistible sobbing force behind him.
"Po~"
His human soul quickly drifted backwards, his thin body growing farther and farther out of view.
Although it was just a glance, Zheng Xiu also gave up at the moment, looking at the squeak guarding his side, and an indescribable emotion floated in his heart.
It is not difficult to guess that he has not stepped out of the dungeon for a long time, and with this gesture, the family will definitely take the risk of inviting a famous doctor to come and see, and even invite Situ Yong, the world's first divine doctor, the "living dead". Unless Situ Yong is famous, it is impossible for him not to see that he is in a state of "life and death". In medical parlance, it means "get ready for the future". And the Zheng family still never gave up on him and took good care of him, which made Zheng Xiu less worried about the future and devoted himself to tackling ghosts.
"I'll ......"
Zheng Xiugang wanted to leave a sentence on the squeaky back.
But it seems unlucky to wake up suddenly.
He left silently.
When I came, I felt like I was sinking, but when I went back, I was constantly floating.
The light and shadow change in front of you.
When Zheng Xiu opened his eyes again, he returned to Yunhe Village and returned to the cell.
It's like a world away.
This "crossing" made Zheng Xiu spend a lot of energy, and a strong sense of exhaustion hit, and Zheng Xiu fell asleep groggily.
Following.
Zheng Xiu woke up in the warm bed.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw dusty people squatting outside the prison with thick hair...... No, it's Xie Yunliu.
"Brother Xie, it's early."
Zheng Xiu waved his hand and said hello.
"You're really damned." Xie Yunliu stared at Zheng Xiu in prison with strange eyes, he always felt that something had happened between his old sister and this scholar, but the old sister refused to say, and Xie Yunliu had no evidence, so Xie Yunliu squatted here early in the morning and waited.
Xie Yunliu and Chu Chengfeng said the same thing last night.
"Ling Mei's methods, why don't you know?"
Xie Yunliu said with a painful face: "Of course I know, that's why I wonder if you are still alive." If someone else is killed earlier, how can you waste plasters. β
As he spoke, Xie Yunliu took the key from his waist and opened the prison door.
"Well, if you can't die, it's your fate, so let's leave quickly."
He released Zheng Xiu and pointed to the gate of the village: "It's okay to get out of here, how far and how far you go." β
Zheng Xiu was stunned: "You let me go?" β
Xie Yunliu looked at Zheng Xiu with a foolish gaze: "What's the matter, this shabby place is still addicted?" Let you not go? β
Zheng Xiu couldn't cry or laugh: "Wait a minute, Brother Xie, no, you are bandits!" Can you be more professional! You've worked so hard to tie me up, and that's ...... Put? β
"Hard?" Xie Yunliu shook his head with a smile: "You're too worried, don't work hard!" It's not hard at all, it's very easy. β
"Why did you let me go?" Zheng Xiu frowned.
"My sister said, you are useless, and staying in the village is a waste of food, just let it go."
Xie Yunliu said as a matter of course.
Zheng Xiu: "You're not afraid, I'll tell you about the robbery of the prisoner's car?" β
Xie Yunliu smiled: "You said, you said it outside." Now that the imperial court is too busy to take care of itself, where is the time to come to our broken place to suppress bandits. β
Can't take care of yourself?
Zheng Xiu chuckled in his heart, he felt that Xie Yunliu seemed to have something to say. This history is already vague in the history books, plus he is dedicated to business and has no intention of archaeology, so he doesn't know what happened in this "blank history" during the Tianjing period, and when he was about to knock on the side, Xie Yunliu lifted Zheng Xiu with one hand, threw him on the ground, and pointed out the door again: "Don't be embarrassed, Lao Tzu is a bandit!" If you can speak politely, you can steal the fun, while your life is still in a hurry, don't wait for my sister to change her mind, you can't run if you want to! Remember to run farther, my old sister's archery skills are like gods, as long as you aim on the top of the mountain, within ten miles, the arrow is not missing! β
Is Gongsun Mo gone?
After the "headache", Zheng Xiu's trickery prevailed, and at this moment Zheng Xiu had long been free from the influence of Gongsun Mo's memory, and the world in this painting was no longer manipulated by Gongsun Mo's memory. But there are pros and cons to this, Zheng Xiu is sitting on the ground blankly at the moment, he can't know if Gongsun Mo also experienced this scene back then, did he leave in disgrace, or did he have other reasons and stayed in the village?
Is it a trap?
Zheng Xiu frowned, and a thought came to his heart.
The trap he refers to is not Xie Yunliu's trap, but the trap of the world in the painting.
What if he leaves?
Death is not terrible.
The terrible thing is to lose one's heart in the world in the painting.
If Gongsun Mo's soul is still hidden in a corner of the world in the painting, manipulating all this in secret, if Zheng Xiu empathizes, he may create a scene that makes him comfortable, what kind of glory and wealth, three wives and four concubines, gentle township, beauty nest, open body and other bridges, let himself fall, and if he is trapped, he will forget the matter of "I am Zheng Xiu".
In the end, he will really become "Gongsun Mo".
Most likely.
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu sneered disdainfully, which richest man can't stand such a test?
"Let's go, let's go!"
Xie Yunliu waved his hand impatiently to drive away.
He always felt that the old sister's attitude towards the scholar was strange, and it might not be a good thing to keep him here.
"Strong!"
The other three people in the cage watched this scene all the time, until this time Xiao Buping couldn't help it, first shouted "strong man" to attract Xie Yunliu's attention, and then said with a smile: "Look, this world is sinister, this scholar has no power to restrain the chicken, you let us go together by the way, we can take care of him on the road, right?" β
Xie Yunliu scratched his chest hair and wondered: "How much does it have to do with Lao Tzu whether he dies or not?" β
"Then, strong man, you didn't think about letting us go by the way?"
Xiao Buping was stunned.
Xie Yunliu smiled and said, "You guys keep it useful." β
Wen Shishan smiled coldly: "Brother Xiao, what are you doing talking so much to these thieves!" If we have the ability to kill us, if we frown, we won't be surnamed Wen! β
Xiao Buping suddenly became angry: "The surname is Wen, I, Xiao Buping, have endured you for a long time!" Do you want to die yourself, don't take us with you? If you want to die, find a sturdy beam to hang a bunch of white silk and hang yourself! I said Brother Chu, why don't you talk about her? β
Chu Chengfeng was unusually silent today, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking, ignoring Xiao Buping's words.
Bang!
"Alright, alright! Shut up the fuck! Xie Yunliu listened to the quarrel, was upset, and kicked Xiao Buping's cell, and the sturdy iron fence was suddenly kicked out of a small pit.
Zheng Xiu stood up silently.
He calmly straightened his clothes, patted the dust on his hem, looked up at the dome, put his hands together and made a "trumpet" shape at his mouth, took a deep breath, and shouted to the dome: "Xie Luo River! Are you scared! β
Zheng Xiu's voice echoed in the mountain wall.
In an instant.
There was a dead silence in the noisy cottage.
"Hahaha-"
"My grass, this kid has a seed!"
"Big boss, can you bear this?"
"Whew!"
"I'm grass, Lao Tzu admires him!"
After a moment of dead silence, bursts of laughter erupted in the cottage, whether it was sleeping in the house, on duty at the sentry post, striking iron in the workshop, or feeding the horses, they all poked their heads out and looked at Gongsun Mo. Some laughed, some whistled, and some heckled.
Xie Yunliu looked at the scholar in shock: "Are you crazy?" β
Zheng Xiu shook his head and smiled slightly: "I'm not crazy. β
He shouted at the top of his voice again: "Xie Luohe, don't you dare to bet?" Afraid of losing? β
Shout.
A long arrow shot down from above and shaved past Xiao Buping's head, revealing a white scalp.
Xiao Buping felt a chill in his head, reached out and touched it, and pulled off another strand of hair.
Xiao Buping has the heart to cry at the moment.
Why are you still here?
No, the person who scolded you is Gongsun Mo, the person who offended you is Gongsun Mo, and the person who is shouting now is also Gongsun Mo, why is it always me who is injured?
Don't you know how important a dignified hairstyle is to a famous chivalrous man?
This is the face of a martial arts knight!
At this moment, his uneven faΓ§ade has been repeatedly slashed and flattened!
The scholar outside the cage was still shouting: "Xie Luohe, there is a kind of bet between you and me!" β
Another arrow came and neatly cut off Xiao Buping's slender left sideburns, which he didn't dare to come out of.
Xiao Buping was stunned for a moment, then cried with a sad face, and wailed:
"Grandpa Gongsun, do I call you grandpa? I beg you to say no more! Since they are willing to let you go, you can go obediently! Let's go! Don't come back! Don't come here in this life! β
Zheng Xiu's back straightened, he didn't shout anymore, and looked at the dome with his head held high.
It was as if his gaze had penetrated the mountain wall and met the woman on the mountain wall.
The third arrow did not arrive as promised, Xie Yunliu glanced at the landing point of the arrow, and smacked his lips: "Huh? My sister told you to go up. β
Zheng Xiu: "How do you know?" β
Xie Yunliu slapped Zheng Xiu's back: "Nonsense! She's my sister! I, Xie Yunliu, warn you, don't make my sister angry after you go up, otherwise, even if my sister doesn't bother to do it, I, Xie Yunliu, don't have this rule, and tear you alive! β
This slap Xie Yunliu didn't have any strength, he slapped Zheng Xiu in the back, Zheng Xiu's old injury had not healed, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat, which he swallowed raw.
Xie Yunliu asked Xiao Tao to take Zheng Xiu up to see Xie Luohe.
Xiao Tao obediently hugged Zheng Xiu and walked up.
Xie Yunliu hooked his finger at Chu Chengfeng in the cage.
Chu Chengfeng was vigilant.
Xie Yunliu touched his head and smiled: "Suffocated, right?" Do you want to come out and practice? β
When Wen Shishan heard this, she said in her heart: "Don't touch him!" You're going to kill me! β
Xie Yunliu looked at Wen Shishan in wonder: "What are you thinking about all day?" Although my Yunhe Village is a bandit village, it is not an unreasonable bandit. I have nothing to do to kill him, Lao Tzu's hands are itchy and find someone to practice. Look at that scholar, how calm he is, unlike you, who always thinks about some twists and turns in his mind all day long, and he is bored. β
Reasonable?
Wen Shishan and Xiao Buping stared, slandering, but they didn't dare to refute.
"Good!" Chu Chengfeng thought that this was also an opportunity, although he might not be able to escape, but he had to work hard.
Second, the news that the master was going to fight with the captives soon spread in the stockade. Life in Yunhe Village is boring, the Xie brothers and sisters restrain them tightly, and now they finally come to have fun, and after a while, the village is full of people, and some people even use wolf smoke to inform the brothers who went out to patrol to hurry back to the village to see the excitement.
The opening of the opening, the wine of the wine, the melon seeds of the melon seeds. Half an hour later, a large circle was vacant in the stockade, and the surrounding people were surging, densely packed with bandits with evil faces.
"Childe, are you okay with your injuries?"
Xiao Tao stuck to Zheng Xiu's side, hugged Zheng Xiu tightly for fear that the scholar would fall, and said with concern.
"Thank you, bring me my painting tools."
Passing by the room, Zheng Xiu said.
"You still dare to draw?"
Xiao Tao's complexion changed greatly.
"Hehe, I'm not just going to paint, I'm going to paint to death."
Zheng Xiu smiled and did not explain.
Xiao Tao flattened his mouth, knowing that he was no more than a scholar, so he obediently took Zheng Xiu's bamboo basket and carried it in his hand.
The atmosphere below was warm, and Chu Chengfeng and Xie Yunliu were shirtless and put on a posture.
Zheng Xiu walked up the stairs and looked down from time to time, he noticed that Xie Yunliu always grabbed his chest hair and touched his thick hair from time to time, this familiar action made Zheng Xiu slightly stunned, and a bold thought floated in his heart.
When he came to the dome, he touched the injury in his chest when he climbed the rope ladder, which made Zheng Xiu grin for a while, and Xiao Tao was anxious to see it on the side, his eyes were watery, and he almost cried.
On the top of the mountain.
The scent of flowers was blown by the wind, and Xie Luohe was sitting among the flowers, his eyes squinting, and he was bored playing with the green petals.
Xie Luohe didn't even look at Zheng Xiu, as if he hadn't come.
Zheng Xiu smiled, and didn't care, he looked at Xie Luohe from a distance, found an angle, and put the bamboo basket down.
He hooked his hand towards Xie Luohe: "There is a master of Lao Da, help me move a table." β
Xie Luohe, who had been plucking the petals around, finally couldn't help it, and laughed angrily: "You still dare to let me move the table?" β
"Are you afraid of losing?"
"Heh... How do you want to win? I am me, Xie Luohe, and it is definitely not that Fengbei, I can tell the difference. β
Zheng Xiu nodded when he heard this: "I understand, you are afraid of losing." β
Xie Luohe was speechless for a while, why didn't he see him overnight, this scholar became more and more shameless. But she was silent for a moment, her long sleeves waving, and the wind swept up.
A desk that had already been prepared outside the house spun in the air, past the flowers, and landed steadily in front of Zheng Xiu.
"What do you want to draw?"
"Draw you, Shelo River."
"Didn't you say that the ancestors of the Gongsun family must not draw people?"
"So, I'm not Gongsun Mo."
Xie Luohe was stunned when he heard this, but soon Xie Luohe turned his head again and said coldly: "If you draw her again, I will kill you with my own hands." β
Zheng Xiu sat down happily: "Little Tao, grind ink for me." β
Xie Luohe raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Tao is my maid." β
"But you asked her to come to bed?" Zheng Xiu rebelled against the first army.
Xiao Tao's delicate body trembled on the side, her face was red and her ears were red, and her ears were almost smoking.
"That's why I'm not her."
When Zheng Xiu heard this, he suddenly realized. It turned out that Xie Luohe let Xiao Tao sleep, not to prove it to anyone, let alone deliberately cheap Gongsun Mo. It's because she wants to confirm for herself that she won't be moved by this, so she is Xie Luohe, not Fengbei.
Zheng Xiu frowned, for such a reason, he could let Xiao Tao, who was only fourteen, sleep on a man's bed?
What if Gongsun Mo was really a beast that night?
Unhappy in his heart, Zheng Xiu was more sure that Xie Luohe and Fengbei were not all the way, and in the quiet, Zheng Xiu began to paint.
At the moment of writing, Xie Luohe closed his eyes and said in a cold tone: "Remember, if you draw her again, you will definitely die." β
Zheng Xiu nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, this time, it's you, Xie Luohe." β
(End of chapter)