"Shache Country, Arturu!"

The man declares himself to the door.

From one of the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions, Aturu of the Yache Kingdom.

Aturu's piercing gaze was appreciative, undisguised as to his intentions.

He glanced at the small cup on the table, and with a sweep of his hand, swept the small cup to the ground.

"Bang dang!"

The cup fell to the ground and shattered.

Aturu raised the jar with one hand and poured it into his mouth.

"Ahh What a bad wine! ”

After Aturu finished dropping his glass, he threw the wine jar aside.

Xie Luohe walked out of the back kitchen with a kitchen knife and stood behind the counter, silent.

Zheng Xiu glanced at his wife, shook his head, and drank a small cup to himself.

"Drink and don't throw things." Zheng Xiu put down the wine glass, pointed to the fragments on the ground, and said with a smile: "I have to pay." ”

Zheng Xiu's terrifying reaction from beginning to end made Arturu's heart bulge.

Sure enough, he secretly made it bad!

What the book says is true, Central Plains people, don't look good!

The arrogance on Aturu's face converged, grabbed the pickled mutton on the table with his hand, stuffed it into his mouth and gnawed it in a big gulp, and said with a big mouthful: "Our brake country is gold, Boss Mo, you can open your mouth as much as you want." ”

Although Shache is only a small country, it has mines, especially gold.

Seeing that Zheng Xiu didn't answer, Arturu grinned: "As long as Boss Mo hands over the road map that can cross the desert and enter the Central Plains, gold, Boss Mo can have as much as he wants!" ”

Zheng Xiu smiled and pushed the jar of wine in front of him in front of Aturu.

Aturu was stunned for a moment, as the so-called meeting friends with wine, he thought that Boss Mo was trying to test his alcohol consumption and clap his hands to be good friends. Aturu was overjoyed, and without hesitation, he raised the jar and drank it all.

After Aturu finished drinking, Zheng Xiucai said: "Our husband and wife are just ordinary people, borrowing Cicada Town. Ten years ago, I came here by inadvertently crossing the wind and sand, and I had no idea what the 'Green River' the general was talking about. ”

Aturu's face changed drastically and he was about to have a seizure.

He suddenly remembered the strange appearance of his subordinates a few days ago, and then looked at the fearless expression of Boss Mo in front of him.

"I'm going to ask for this meal."

Zheng Xiu got up, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand made a "please" gesture.

Xie Luohe silently took out the whetstone and began to sharpen the knife, making a piercing sound of "ho ho ho".

"Good! Good! Good! ”

The amount of alcohol in Aturu is obviously much better than that of the scum monk, and the two jars of wine are in the stomach, and the face is not red and the heart is not beating.

He laughed three times, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

Xie Luohe carried a knife around the counter and walked to Fujun's side.

"Do you want to?"

Xie Luohe shook the pig-killing knife.

"Yes."

Zheng Xiu smiled and touched the back of Xie Luohe's slippery hand.

Xie Luohe's long hair fluttered, ready to kill.

Zheng Xiu said: "Tonight I want to eat your best fennel sheep's head pot." ”

After Aturu left.

Sunland hurried in.

When he saw the debris on the ground, he was stunned: "Fight, fight, fight?" ”

It's not clear whether Boss Mo can beat him.

But he knew very well that Xie Luohe was very capable of fighting.

So after he learned that Aturu was here to find Mohexuan, he dared to let Atulu come in alone.

"Not really."

A few words comforted Brother Ridi and asked him not to think about it.

In the evening.

Xie Luohe cooked and let Zheng Xiu have a full meal.

Xiao Zheng also let his wife have a few full meals.

Three poles on the sun.

A few days passed.

The good hand of the clan who ventured into the Central Plains to find out the news crossed the desert again and returned to the valley.

This guy's name is "Ding", and his full name is naturally Riding. Ten years ago, he was a clumsy little boy learning archery behind the Chelo River with a runny nose. Now, ten years later, he is able to take charge on his own and cross the desert alone.

Riding's skin was tanned, and the soles of his feet were chapped and covered with blood.

He visibly lost weight, but when he returned to the valley, his eyes were shining as if he had been baptized.

"Master, master."

Riding is now lying on the bed, his breath is weak, but his eyes are exceptionally clear.

As soon as he saw Xie Luohe and Gongsun Mo entering, he struggled to get up.

The master shouted Xie Luohe, and the master called Gongsun Mo.

Zheng Xiu pursed his lips.

I want to hit someone.

Ridi was on the side, and asked Riding to quickly say the information of the Central Plains.

Riding recounted the information he had heard.

Zheng Xiu listened without saying a word throughout the whole process.

Xie Luohe's expression changed several times, and in the end, he was only worried.

Originally.

About 10 months ago, after all these years of recuperation and recuperation, the Beiban regained their strength, gathered their army again, divided their troops into five routes, and broke into the interior from several vulnerable ports in the border passes.

About ten years ago, after General Zheng led his army to repel the Northern Barbarian Army, Daqian was given a respite.

But now that the old emperor has been killed by Cheng Huan, the new emperor has not yet been established, and the internal contradictions of Daqian are prominent, and they are in an extremely unstable period. And the Northern Barbarian King seemed to know about this, and suddenly attacked, plunging the northern land into a continuous war.

The people in the north fled to the south one after another, and because the battle line was long, the Shenwu army was also unable to return to the sky, and they were tired of coping for a while.

At the same time, the hidden dangers buried by the early tyranny and laziness of the old emperor were completely ignited in this special period. Among the people, there were reckless uprisings in many places, wanting to take the opportunity to abolish the government of the Great Cadres and establish a new sky.

In just a few months, with the momentum of wildfire, the banner of "Chu" was planted in one city after another, with tens of thousands of troops, entrenched in the south, and became a warlord by itself, taking advantage of the emptiness of the imperial court's garrison in the south, faintly having the momentum of dividing the north and the south.

Riding said what he knew in one breath.

Listening to the sentence, it seems to have become only four words:

The world is in chaos!

"The darkest twenty years in the history of the Great Qian."

Zheng Xiu suddenly remembered a piece of history included in a few words in the history books.

It seems that everything echoes history.

Zheng Xiu was not involved.

The wheels of history are like a rolling frenzy, turning on their own.

The spark was completely ignited everywhere. A fire was set off that was about to be extinguished.

But Zheng Xiu knows very well that two hundred years later, Daqian is already peaceful in the world, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and everything is thriving. This turmoil did not hurt the foundation of the great cadres, but allowed the country to be reborn from the ashes.

It's just that Zheng Xiu doesn't understand what kind of status the two "Gongsun Mo" and "Xie Luohe" who really live in this history play in the darkest 20 years, the 20 years when they were annihilated in the history books.

He is Gongsun Mo, and she is Xie Luohe. But at the same time, he is actually not Gongsun Mo, and she is actually not Xie Luohe.

In the past two hundred years, the two plausible people are wise to protect themselves, or will they follow the irreversible steps and devote themselves to the tide of history like "them" in the past?

It's night.

The couple returned home after a foreign trip, squeezed a large wooden barrel and took a quiet mandarin duck bath, then lay silently on the bed, looking up at the dark ceiling, neither spoke, nor was in the mood to do anything else.

Xie Luohe knew that Zheng Xiu hadn't slept.

Zheng Xiu also knew that Xie Luohe didn't sleep.

The two embraced each other quietly and enjoyed a moment of tranquility.

"If I say," Zheng Xiu whispered in Xie Luohe's ear, "I have something to hide from you, will you be angry." ”

"Yes."

Xie Luohe bit Zheng Xiu, leaving a shallow tooth mark.

She bared her teeth in the darkness, and the sheep said angrily, "I will be angry. ”

"If you can't speak, don't speak, and at this time you should say not to be angry."

Zheng Xiu heard the deep meaning of his wife's words, and reached out to grab his wife.

Madame's weakness was scratched, itchy and itchy, giggling.

After laughing for a while, Xie Luohe gasped slightly, and said, "Nacheng, I have a lot of things to hide from you, don't be angry." ”

Zheng Xiu was stunned when he heard this: "For example? ”

"For example, I know that Brother Sundi's daughter-in-law was deliberately matched by you. I already knew that you had shaved my brother's hair, and I had already told him secretly; Another example, I know that you always secretly bleed and practice thaumaturgy, and for example," Xie Luohe said, suddenly blushing and his voice was like a gnat: "Actually, I like it...... Lying on your stomach. ”

Zheng Xiu was stunned when he heard it, and said in his heart, daughter-in-law, you have a lot of careful thoughts.

"What else?"

The atmosphere that was originally a little heavy was suddenly ruined by the daughter-in-law, Zheng Xiu was angry and funny, and continued to ask.

"And ......" In the dark, Xie Luohe suddenly changed to an indifferent tone: "From the beginning, I am, Fengbei." ”

Zheng Xiu froze, stunned, and couldn't believe it.

"Hahaha!"

Xie Luohe laughed heartily, turned around, pouted at him, and his delicate body trembled violently, as if he was laughing out of breath.

"It's an old husband and wife, you haven't changed your problem?" Zheng Xiu remembered that on the wedding night, Xie Luohe used this trick to trick him into the water, and he was a little angry. But every time he mentioned Fengbei, Zheng Xiu felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, his chest tightened, and he hugged Xie Luohe: "Don't say it, just let it be." ”

Being hugged tightly by Zheng Xiu, Xie Luohe's laughter stopped abruptly. She opened her mouth, and there was a question in her heart, which she had been entrenched for many years, but she had never dared to ask.

Until this time, the "Xie Luo River" did not dare.

After being quiet for a long time, Xie Luohe turned over and pressed Zheng Xiu, with a shy and charming face.

It doesn't matter if it's Fengbei or Xie Luohe.

It's really good, it's fake.

"She" is destined to be crazy for only one person in her life.

"Husband, I want a son."

"Zheng's son."

……

A few more days passed in the blink of an eye.

A strange thing happened in the clan.

Riding's home was sealed off by the patriarch, and the warriors of the clan outside were stationed, and no one was allowed to enter.

After talking with his wife Bingzhu that night, Xie Luohe didn't know if he was on fire, and he was particularly concerned about "having children", pestering Zheng Xiu all day and night, as if he really wanted a child.

Zheng Xiu took out the key from his waist with a sore back, and was just about to open the door lock of Mohexuan to open, when he found that the patriarch was guarding his shop early in the morning, and as soon as he caught Zheng Xiu, he greeted him.

"Boss Mo, something happened, I bother you and the master, help me take a look."

Sunland looked anxious.

"Shache has come in?"

Zheng Xiu's first reaction was that the army of the Western Regions had forcibly entered the valley.

After learning of the domestic turmoil in Daqian, Zheng Xiu roughly figured out the purpose of Atulu's investigation of the "Green River" trade route.

Since that day Mohexuan "invited" Aturu to leave, the general from the Shache country did not leave. Instead, they camped ten miles away in the Cicada Valley. This incident made the atmosphere in the town of the cicada condensed, and it was difficult to sleep day and night, and the wind and trees were all soldiers.

As soon as there was a little wind outside, Ridi got up from the bed, and ran out of town without any clothes.

Hearing this, Ridi shook his head again and again: "No, no, no!" It's Riding! Something happened to Riding! ”

It was a young man who had returned from the desert not long ago.

Passing by the door, he woke up the Xie Luo River, who was still asleep.

The two hurriedly rushed to Riding's house.

After bypassing a few streets, Zheng Xiu found that Riding's house was surrounded by the clan's warriors.

When Zheng Xiu entered, he noticed the clan warriors guarding the door, and his eyes peeked into the house from time to time, his eyes were full of horror.

They were clearly afraid of something.

Or rather, I saw something terrible.

"Master, master."

When the couple entered, a young and shy girl walked out with a basin of water, her expression could not hide her panic, and when she saw the Xie Luo River, her hands shook, and the basin fell to the ground.

The overturned basin seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back, and she hurriedly cleaned up the basin and towels on the ground, and knelt on the ground to cover her face and weep.

】

"What's wrong?"

The younger generation of the Burning Sun tribe is almost all her apprentices. Xie Luohe stepped forward and helped the little girl up: "Luo, what's wrong?" ”

"Ding, Ding's feet, sick!"

The little girl named "Riluo" cried heartbreakingly.

Let Xie Luohe appease the girl of the conch, and Zheng Xiu entered.

There was a strange smell in the clean room, Zheng Xiu frowned, and came to the bed.

The young man had thick gauze wrapped around his feet.

Zheng Xiu had seen these feet that day, and they cracked due to walking in the desert for a long time. But it won't be like Mu Mu Yin today.

Compared to the reaction of the others, Riding's gaze was still clear, and he seemed calm, with no pain on his face, let alone illness.

"What happened?"

Zheng Xiu looked at the tightly wrapped feet and asked.

"I'm not sick!" When Riding heard this, his tone was resolute: "I'm not sick!" Tell the patriarch, Ding, that there is no need to use rituals to drive away diseases! ”

"Ritual?"

Zheng Xiu raised his eyebrows, he had heard of it. The Sun tribe has an ancient tradition that has been handed down from the age of the Sun Chaser. If you don't decide to do something, bow down. As long as you encounter an illness that the witch doctor in the clan cannot solve, you will kill pigs and sheep to worship the "scorching sun" and pray for peace.

It is probably similar to the "exorcism" in Zheng Xiu's impression.

To be able to rise to the level of "ceremony", it seems that Ridi thinks that this is a big deal.

"No hurry, let me see?"

After Riding agreed, Zheng Xiu carefully dismantled the thick gauze on Riding's feet.

The layers of gauze peeled off, and the top was clean and tidy, not at all like the blood stained after the injury.

Peeling back to the last layer, when Zheng Xiu saw Riding's feet clearly, he was shocked.

Xie Luohe didn't know when he came behind Zheng Xiu, and sighed lightly: "Sure enough." ”

Riding's feet were still full of cracks, and in the cracks, where blood should have gushed out, there were a lot of wriggling flesh and blood, growing outward like the "roots" of plants, and this scene looked very seeping.

"Inhuman?"

Zheng Xiu said in surprise.

"No," Xie Luohe glanced at it, stroked his right eye through his long hair, and said firmly, "Strange man." ”

Zheng Xiu thought for a while: "Foot? ”

Xie Luohe pondered for a moment, shook his head, and his tone was a little uncertain: "Ascetic? ”

The two looked at each other and fell silent.

After a while, Zheng Xiu hurriedly asked what happened when Riding was walking in the desert.

At this time, Riding used a tone of fear and fear to talk about his experience on the return trip.

On his way back, he had just left the oasis when he encountered a sudden sandstorm.

When the furious sandstorm nearly swept him into the sky, he thrust his feet into the sand pit to steady himself. It was then that he heard a "plop" sound, and his eyes went black and he fell into the "water".

In the darkness, he saw a door.

Misty Lake pushed him away.

His feet grew roots, and he was firmly rooted in the desert, surviving the sandstorm.

Riding's experience made Zheng Xiu more convinced that Riding's experience of crossing the desert twice inadvertently gave him a glimpse of the way of the "ascetic", and he practiced penance and cultivated strange thaumaturgy.

It's just that Riding didn't know how to control his thaumaturgy, causing the "roots" on his two feet to grow indiscriminately.

Zheng Xiu did not inform the sun and earth of his speculation with Xie Luohe.

In fact, he didn't know what to say.

The abnormality of Riding's body caused a commotion within the clan that has not yet been resolved.

A few more days.

Another incident completely shattered the peace in the cicada town.

The sun and earth tied an obscene-looking member to a pillar.

Countless clansmen poured fishy "pig and sheep blood" on the people on the pillars.

"Traitor!"

"Traitor!"

"Traitor!"

They will burn the traitor and let him return to the sun.

Zheng Xiu soon learned that this "traitor" who was tied to the stake did not resist the temptation and sold the route of the "Green River" to Aturu.