Xiao Tao slept all night.

On her left slept the son, and on the right she slept the eldest lady.

A novel experience.

She shouldn't have fallen asleep so quickly, but she tossed up and down during the day, and fell asleep in a daze.

She had a dream in which he was floating in the clouds, and Childe was smiling and waving to her on the other side of the clouds.

Little Peach blushed and floated to the child's side, fluttering, fluttering, fluttering.

She floated high, high. Childe smiled happily.

She would cry and laugh.

Floating and floating, the figure of the eldest lady somehow appeared on the other side of the cloud, sneered and bent the bow, and shot a cloud-piercing arrow at him.

She woke up.

As soon as she woke up, Xiao Tao was drenched in sweat, wet and damp.

Momo sat up abruptly.

"Wake up."

On the side was the voice of the son, and a pot was on the stove, and the fragrance of ginger slices and meat wafted from the pot.

Zheng Xiu was squatting on the side of the stove, fanning the wind and blowing the fire with the uneven iron fan.

Xiao Tao trotted all the way to help, Zheng Xiu tilted his head and said with a smile. Xiao Tao felt that Zheng Xiu's neck was a little strange, and it seemed that he was deliberately leaning to the side, so he intimately asked Gongzi if he was stiff and reached out to pinch it.

Zheng Xiu dodged and hidden, but in the end he couldn't completely dodge and showed his face.

Xiao Tao was stunned when she saw Zheng Xiu's face.

Zheng Xiu had a red slap print on the left side of his face, with five distinct fingers, as clear as if he had been printed with ink.

"Childe, your face ......"

"Fall, fall!" Zheng Xiu turned his head in embarrassment: "I got up last night and urinated at night, and I accidentally fell and just fell on the slap of the big boss." ”

"Hehe-"

On the side, Xie Luohe let out a happy laugh.

Sounds like a great mood.

Stumble...... Target?

Xiao Tao keenly noticed that the atmosphere between the son and the eldest lady was slightly subtle, and suddenly there was a sour feeling.

In the middle of the night, I fell, I fell on the slap.

So coincidentally?

Xiao Tao finally let herself believe it, looked at the slap marks on Childe's face, and thought about whether to put some "black jade intermittent cream" on Childe, but when she remembered that she would definitely be blamed by the eldest lady, Xiao Tao finally gave up this terrible idea.

Laugh, you're still laughing!

Zheng Xiu was no longer afraid of death, so he glared at Xie Luohe viciously.

Careless.

Remembering last night.

While he was pondering with the hero post, Xie Luohe stood in front of him and deliberately spoke to him with the demeanor and tone of "Fengbei".

This time, Xie Luohe completely deceived Zheng Xiu, making Zheng Xiu mistakenly think that Fengbei was back.

Then Xie Luohe slapped Zheng Xiu so much that his eyes were full of stars.

Zheng Xiu was angry at Xie Luohe challenging his bottom line again and again.

Lao Tzu wants to play with you to the end.

Zheng Xiu was sulking, unhappy in his heart, and desperately filled the stove with firewood, that momentum, as if the firewood was not stuffed with the stove, but ...... Ahem.

Never mind.

Zheng Xiu smiled slightly, telling himself not to be angry. After the pot boiled and snorted hot, he enthusiastically served a bowl of hot broth to Xiao Tao and Xie Luohe respectively.

Xie Luohe looked down at his bowl, and then at Xiao Tao's bowl.

His bowl is full of ginger.

Little Peach's bowl is full of meat.

Xie Luohe stopped laughing for a moment, drank with a stiff face, and didn't speak.

Xiao Tao didn't pay so much attention, and hurriedly got up to help Gongzi fill the soup, and when he saw that the meat was gone, only the soup was left, and he was dumbfounded.

The breakfast ended in an eerie atmosphere.

There are many inconveniences for women to go out.

Fortunately, Childe and the eldest lady are not outsiders, Xiao Tao encloses a narrow space with a piece of cloth, and after blushing and letting Childe avoid it slightly, he hides behind the curtain and squirts to replace his wet belly pocket and hide.

Zheng Xiu walked out of the tea house and observed the sky.

There is no snow today, and the cold wind is howling.

In the swishing cold wind, Zheng Xiu shook his fan, fed the horses, and prepared to continue his journey.

All night, the Chaliao family didn't look back, presumably Xie Luohe's hand really scared them.

"Whoop Woo ......"

The two horses suddenly became restless, and Zheng Xiu patted the horses' buttocks to soothe. When I turned my head, I saw that it was Xie Luohe and Xiao Tao walking out of the back room with their bags on their backs.

"Xiaoyun, be quiet."

Xie Luohe took the reins of one of the horses from Zheng Xiu, and her horse was named Xiaoyun.

By the way, the other horse is a small stream.

It is equivalent to the monk, although no one is there, his tenacious spirit is being ridden by them.

"Ling...... How? ”

Zheng Xiu was still strange before, why Xie Luohe, who was a "stranger", could ride a horse, but obviously Fengbei couldn't.

"I didn't tell you earlier." Xie Luohe smiled and glanced at Zheng Xiu, and when he got on the horse, he raised an index finger on his ruddy lips and said: The voice of all things.

Zheng Xiu understood Xie Luohe's lips and was slightly stunned.

Before leaving, when Xiao Tao hung his bag on the saddle bag, he looked back at the desertion of the tea house, and suddenly felt a little emotional, remembering yesterday's events, and muttered: "I don't know if the child's foot injury has been cured." Ah..."As soon as Xiao Tao finished speaking, she realized that she shouldn't say this, and immediately covered her mouth: "Miss, Xiao Tao is talking nonsense." ”

"It doesn't matter."

Zheng Xiu pricked up his ears.

After Xie Luohe deliberately learned Fengbei to say a word, he glanced at Zheng Xiu proudly, and then said to Xiao Tao: "Do you know how many people they have harmed in their family of three before us. ”

Xiao Tao's expression was stunned when she heard this, and then she shook her head vigorously: "The eldest lady is always right." ”

Xie Luo said: "There must be a cause if there is an effect, if not...... I'll kill them. ”

Zheng Xiu knew at first that Xie Luohe's "It's okay" that Xie Luohe was not shying away from the tone of "Fengbei" now, and it seemed that she was planning to use a new way to take over Zheng Xiu's gamble. Zheng Xiu didn't want to pay attention to it, and after listening to the second half of Xie Luohe's sentence, he couldn't help but sneer: "Big boss, don't you think that you, as the big boss of Yunhe Village and the leader of the bandits, can be called a person in the righteous path, right?" ”

The cold air suddenly froze a little.

Xiao Tao desperately pinched Zheng Xiu's waist behind him, trying to remind his son not to talk nonsense.

She didn't seem to know that the relationship between Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu was delicate, and she was in a strange state of anger.

Xie Luohe was not angry, and asked with a smile: "What is good and what is evil?" ”

Zheng Xiu shook his head and replied calmly: "There is no answer to this question, but I want to be worthy of it." ”

"Well said." Xie Luohe shook the reins, the horse's hooves stepped out of the tea house, and an indifferent voice came back: "Me and her, we can only live one of them." I hope that one day you can really wake her up, and when I die, you can also say the words 'worthy of your heart'. ”

The back of the Xie Luo River gradually faded away, and in the wind, the long hair fluttering was curled up with the wind, like a deep and bottomless black whirlpool.

Xiao Tao secretly asked behind Childe what they meant by the conversation just now.

Zheng Xiu changed the topic in a few words.

But Xie Luohe's words were like a small hammer, knocking on Zheng Xiu's heart, making Zheng Xiu fall into deep thought in the process of hurrying.

But the determined Zheng Xiu quickly shook his head and threw away distracting thoughts.

Fake.

He said to himself.

Damn cannibal paintings.

It's terrifying.

If the will is not firm enough, the real world presented in this painting, the time and space of two hundred years ago, will eat away at Zheng Xiu little by little.

Thankfully, he was determined and consistent.

Stop and go along the way.

It's February 13th.

The sky is bright and the weather is warmer.

The hooves of Xiaoyun and Xiaoliu were badly worn out on the potholed road, and they needed to stop in a nearby town to hit the horseshoe again.

It was another two days of delay.

However, according to Xie Luohe's estimate, it will not be a problem to rush to the Tibetan Sword Villa before the first day of the first month of March.

After nearly a month of driving in the barren mountains and mountains, Zheng Xiu, Xie Luohe, and Xiao Tao almost all slept in the wilderness, or borrowed a night when passing through the village.

Speaking of which, Xie Luohe really doesn't look like a girl's family in this era. Several times when she stayed in the village, she took the initiative to say that they were three husband and wife, she was the eldest woman, and Xiao Tao was the concubine, which made the simple peasant family's eyes pop out in shock, and it seemed that the people in the city were really good at tossing.

Xie Luohe just changed his way to see his own jokes.

This is thanks to the fact that he is not a simple ordinary person, he has been the richest man for so many years, he has crossed mountains and rivers, and he has also walked through mountains and seas, and he has never seen any battles, so he is not panicking. Zheng Xiu calmly took over many of Xie Luohe's secret pokes and pokes.

"Whew...... Ah~~"

After rejecting Xiao Tao's request to rub his back, Zheng Xiu was in the guest room, soaking in the wooden barrel alone, the room was filled with heat, Zheng Xiu only felt that the pores of his body were dilated, and he moaned involuntarily.

With his eyes closed, Zheng Xiu remained motionless and gradually let out a slight snoring sound.

Consciousness sinks, sinks.

The body is getting lighter and lighter, but the feeling of falling is becoming more and more obvious.

Goo-dong.

Zheng Xiu opened his mouth and spit out a bubble, and he accidentally entered the "doorway" again.

Zheng Xiu seemed to be in a state of weightlessness, as if floating in the dark water of the lake, constantly sinking downward.

The familiar feeling did not make Zheng Xiu feel panicked, but calmly looked at the thick darkness in the distance, and let himself sink.

[Artist].

Smack.

Zheng Xiu stepped on the ground, gray-brown, cyan, ink, pure black, different color bands outlined strange light and shadow, intertwined into a zigzag road in front of Zheng Xiu's eyes. Looking back, there was a boundless darkness behind him, and when he looked ahead, there was a closed door not far ahead.

On the door, there is a faint shadow of mountains, rivers and rivers flowing and flickering. Mysterious, seductive, it seems to hide infinite mysteries, and it seems to be a strange whisper coming from behind the door, tempting Zheng Xiu to push open the door.

The closed door has the words "Wuzi Seven", which means that in the "Doorway", what is blocking Zheng Xiu like a roadblock is the seventh door of the [Painter] Path.

Zheng Xiu stretched out his hand and pushed towards the door.

Babble –

The ancient door let out a babbling sound, and Zheng Xiu pushed open a gap, and a gray streamer leaked out from behind the door.

But the door only opened a crack, and when Zheng Xiu tried to push it again, it didn't move.

"The seventh door seems to be a hurdle."

Commonly known as bottlenecks.

Zheng Xiu was not reluctant, in the doorway, the thoughts were clear, and Zheng Xiu vaguely understood something.

His [Prisoner] Doorway also only pushed open the eighth door.

After leaving Yunhe Village, Zheng Xiu did not abandon his painting skills.

He would even let Xiao Tao hold the reins on horseback and secretly follow behind Xie Luohe to draw a "sketch" for her.

At this time, the Xie Luo River would always slow down, the horse's hooves kick, and ride slowly.

At that moment, Zheng Xiu would feel that the surroundings were extremely quiet.

And every time he rested on the way, Xie Luohe would deliberately ask Xiao Tao to fetch water, wash clothes and other chores, and then come to Zheng Xiu, spread out his white palms, and said nothing.

Zheng Xiu will also tacitly hand over the "sketch back of Xie Luohe" that he "secretly" drew to Xie Luohe.

Until Little Peach comes back.

This kind of sneaky "Danqing cultivation" is not only a means of wool gathering for Zheng Xiu, but also a strange "tacit understanding" between Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe.

"Since I'm not lazy, it means that the time has not come."

"Or, maybe something."

As his consciousness resurfaced, Zheng Xiu watched as the "doorway" became more and more distant and blurred in the process of ascending.

In fact, Zheng Xiu has always felt very strange.

In fact, two hundred years ago, there were also exaggerated "aliens" such as "Xie Luohe", and there were also thaumaturgists like "Gongsun Mo" who could glimpse the doorway, but why, more than two hundred years ago, there was no unspoken rule hidden in the city, and there was no "Ye Weiyang" This kind of court institution that specializes in dealing with tricks has not appeared.

Two hundred years ago, in the world in which Zheng Xiu is now located, in the mixed memory world of Gongsun Mo and Xie Luohe, Zheng Xiu understood that thaumaturgy, doorways, aliens, and even Changshi and Changyan have always existed, but they are not known to ordinary people.

There is only "martial arts" here, only "chivalry", and no thaumaturgy.

Odd.

Zheng Xiu wanted to know more and more about what led to the decline of "martial arts" in this change, and what happened during the transition period between the turbulent era and the peaceful era.

When he opened his eyes, the water vapor in the house dissipated, the water was cold, Zheng Xiu just wanted to walk out of the bathtub, and there was a knock outside the door.

Tuk-tuk.

Zheng Xiu sat back in the tub.

"Childe, it's me, little peach. Childe, your clothes have been dried, and Xiao Tao will send it to Childe. ”

"Okay, come in, the door is unlocked."

Through the translucent screen, Zheng Xiu saw Xiao Tao tiptoeing to put a neatly folded set of clean clothes on the edge of the screen, and put the belt, boots, lining, and outer clothes separately.

Along the way, although Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu were taking care of Xiao Tao, who didn't understand the rivers and lakes, it was better to say that Xiao Tao was taking care of the life of the two of them, and there were no complaints.

Xiao Tao faintly caught a glimpse of Childe soaking in the bathtub through the screen, lowering his head and not daring to look around.

The hazy shadow alone can make the little peach think about it.

Ah, will Childe ...... Will...... Will...... Can...... Yikes!

Xiao Tao's heart is messed up.

This is something that has never been done before.

"Little Peach, thank you."

Zheng Xiu said with a smile.

"Xiao Tao retreated first." Xiao Tao blushed and prepared to leave, before going out, Xiao Tao paused, remembered the experience along the way, and couldn't help but say: "Childe, please don't blame Xiao Tao for being so talkative, although the eldest lady usually beats you and scolds you, and says that she hates you, but Xiao Tao has never seen the eldest lady like this in the years she has served the eldest lady...... So...... Approaching a strange man, I hope that Childe will not think that the eldest lady is a bad person. ”

After speaking, Xiao Tao didn't wait for Zheng Xiu to answer, so he quickly closed the door and ran.

Zheng Xiu was in the bathtub, looking confused.

Xiao Tao, what do you mean by saying this suddenly?

You're really not afraid that Xie Luohe will hear it.

"Ahem, look at it, your little peach is so sensible that she knows how good things to say for you."

Zheng Xiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly muttered in the direction of Xie Luohe's room.

Shout.

A long arrow pierced the wall and nailed to the barrel.

The tip of the arrow was only a few fingers away from Xiao Zheng.

The ultimate in control.

Zheng Xiu was in the barrel, not daring to move, holding his breath, for fear that Xie Luohe would shoot a second shot.

Nima can't say it, right?

Eavesdropping is addictive, isn't it?

Zheng Xiu cautiously stepped out of the barrel, dressed neatly, and walked out of the door, but saw that on the promenade, Xie Luohe crossed his hands casually on the railing, looking into the distance.

Seeing Zheng Xiu go out, Xie Luohe didn't mention the incident of "shooting Xiao Zheng angrily" just now, and pulled his hair and chuckled.

"Oh, Brother Zheng, go out for a walk with me."

The corners of her mouth turned up, and she deliberately pressed the accent on the three words "Brother Zheng".

Ask for a commuter pass!

(End of chapter)