Zheng Xiu is the embodiment of "Zheng Shan" outside, high-spirited, killing all directions, brave and invincible.

In the world in the painting, Zheng Xiu is polite, gentle and kind, which is pitiful.

It was the first time for Fengbei to see Zheng Xiu so weak and corpse-like.

She walked towards Zheng Xiu step by step in silence.

Now, in the dungeon, all around Zheng Xiu are his henchmen, people that Zheng Xiu can trust.

Zheng Erniang, Squeak, Bobo, Pingping, Lily.

Qing 13 didn't tell them who he was going to pick them up. They didn't even know about the astonishing changes that had taken place in the past few months. When Fengbei arrived here under the guidance of Qing Shisan, several people could not hide their surprise on their faces.

Qing 13 spread his hands, looking like "I don't know how to ask me".

Fengbei walked in front of Zheng Xiu, Zheng Xiu opened his eyes weakly, and barely squeezed out a smile: "It's rude." ”

She flicked her wrist, and an eye like a black pearl lay quietly in her palm: "Open your mouth." ”

Zheng Xiu looked at the eyeball and said in a hoarse voice: "Come on, go to the oven and roast it, it must be very cooked, not spicy." ”

The rest of the warblers were stunned when they heard this.

Without saying a word, Chaoqing Thirteen waved his hand: "Brother Thirteen, hurry up and call Chef He!" ”

Zheng Erniang shook her head: "No! No waiting! Rong Erniang cooks herself! ”

said that Zheng Erniang and Squeak really wanted to take away the eyeballs and go to the kitchen to process them.

Are you paying attention to your wife at this time? Feng Bei was angry and funny, the depression in her heart suddenly dissipated, she deliberately put the eyeball to Zheng Xiu's mouth with a straight face, and said word by word in a mother's questioning tone: "Eat it." ”

Zheng Xiu had a bitter face: "This is an eyeball... Raw. ”

Feng Beiyan smiled and said softly: "Good, don't make trouble." Eat it, and you'll be rewarded later. ”

"Really?"

Feng Bei smiled and nodded.

Zheng Xiu compromised: "At least...... Dip it in vinegar. ”

Feng Bei whispered to one of the four maids: "Go and serve a plate of old vinegar." ”

She pointed to Pinkie.

Pingping still didn't come back to her senses, and went out to pretend to be vinegar with a confused face.

Zheng Erniang and the others were already stunned.

What shocked them the most was not what the black bead was. What shocked them was Master Zheng's attitude towards Fengbei.

Fengbei is like a "wife".

And Master Zheng's reaction ...... It seems to be having fun.

Zheng Erniang's suspicious gaze turned back and forth on Fengbei and Master Zheng, and she was puzzled.

Qing 13 sighed softly, thoughtfully, and wittily hid in the darkness.

This is the Zheng family's housework, and it's inconvenient for me to mix it up with Qing Thirteen.

Qing 13 silently gave a thumbs up for his resourcefulness.

I hope I don't fight.

Qing 13 soon appeared in the courtyard of the main chamber, carrying a long cigarette stick, leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette, and said in his heart.

In the dark, the whistles came and went, and the brothers were using the code language of the Brotherhood to ask about the situation in the Thirteenth Celebration.

Qing Thirteen Xiuxiu blew a few mouths, and scolded with a smile: They are all honestly guarded, can we intervene in the master's affairs? Am I the kind of person who chews the root of my tongue?

This is not said to be the same as saying, and the word "merry" is equivalent to explaining the situation inside.

The implication is that people should be fine, and they are in a good mood.

Suddenly, there was a lot of laughter faintly in the darkness.

Laughing and laughing, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and when they converged, a "huh~" sounded in the corner of Zheng's house at the same time, blowing the shadows of the trees.

in the dungeon.

Zheng Xiu dipped the vinegar and swallowed the eyeball raw.

The moment he swallowed his eyes, a fishy smell surged up, and the fiery burning sensation seemed to burn through his stomach, so painful that Zheng Xiu was in a cold sweat, his whole body was shaking, and he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

The others looked at it and were trying to comfort it. Feng Bei habitually stepped forward and gently hugged Zheng Xiu's head, and Zheng Xiu stopped hurting all of a sudden.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this.

This Fengbei started too quickly.

Soon, Zheng Xiu's shriveled skin puffed up again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the chapped texture regained a new brilliance.

After a long time, Zheng Xiu reopened his eyes and said with a smile: "I'm fine." ”

"Meow~"

A meow attracts everyone's attention.

Xiao Fengmeow came in at some point, and quietly lay on the side and watched.

Zheng Erniang and the others glanced back, wondering if the secret door above was not closed properly, but they didn't think too much, and with the support of Fengbei, Zheng Xiu returned to the room.

Along the way, Feng Bei looked at his hands blankly.

The "contact" with Zheng Xiu seems to have become a habit and muscle memory. She and everyone other than Zheng Xiu will still subconsciously keep her distance, but Zheng Xiu, who has been together for ten years, bit by bit is almost instinctive, in front of Zheng Xiu, she forgets her ominousness, forgets her physique.

Until Zheng Xiu was placed on the soft couch, and after seeing Zheng Xiu fall asleep, Fengbei still did not recover from the shock, and he was worried in his heart, muttering: "This is impossible." ”

For a long time, Fengbei believed that the reason why he was able to touch "Zheng Shan" was because "Zheng Shan" was actually Zheng Xiu's "incarnation", which was a kind of inhuman thaumaturgy to put it bluntly. Her skills couldn't fight Zheng Xiu's, which caused her ominous inability to hurt Zheng Xiu in the slightest.

But this brief touch made Fengbei suddenly wake up, and the truth seemed to be not as simple as she thought. The reason why Zheng Xiu was able to restrain her "ominous" seems to have another reason.

"Why?"

Fengbei couldn't understand it.

Her illness...... All right?

She was eager to find something else to try at once, but she was nervous.

Feng Bei raised his eyes and looked at the familiar sleeping face wrapped tightly in the quilt.

"Is it because of him?"

"Fengbei girl."

After Zheng Erniang sent the others away, she closed the door and approached Fengbei.

Feng Bei took a step back.

Zheng Erniang frowned, stopped, and smiled slightly: "Erniang thanks Miss Fengbei for the master, if it weren't for the Fengbei girl to get the 'antidote', the master's illness, Erniang really doesn't know what to do." ”

Feng Bei nodded calmly, which was an answer.

Erniang owed: "Please Fengbei girl, don't blame Erniang for being abrupt, Erniang has a question, I don't know if Fengbei girl can solve the puzzle?" ”

Fengbei was silent for a moment, glanced at Zheng Xiu on the bed, clenched her fists, her voice trembled slightly, but her expression was still cold and peaceful, she didn't wait for Zheng Erniang to ask, she had already guessed Zheng Erniang's question, and replied by herself: "Pingshui meets." ”

Erniang was surprised.

Zheng Xiu, who was asleep, muttered and whispered, "Mrs. Zheng." ”

Fengbei's cheeks were bulging, Zheng Erniang's long sleeves covered her mouth, and she also covered the melancholy between her eyebrows. smiled secretly: "Erniang understands." Tonight, there will be Miss Lao Fengbei to take care of the master. ”

Zheng Erniang said and Yingying walked out and closed the door tightly.

Feng Bei raised his hand, his mouth opened slightly, and he didn't have time to refuse.

"She's going too fast. Well. That is true. ”

Fengbei quickly found a reason for himself.

It's not that she was willing, but Zheng Erniang didn't have time to ask her opinion.

Inside the house, the candlelight was flickering, and Feng Bei sat down on the edge of the bed. When there were outsiders around, she felt cramped and uneasy, but when there were only the two of them left in the room, Fengbei's mood calmed down.

After being quiet for a while, Zheng Xiu's long breathing was mixed with snoring from time to time.

She looked at Zheng Xiu's face, and involuntarily approached, getting closer and closer, and the lips of the two were almost together. Zheng Xiu subconsciously probed his mouth in his "sleep", but he was empty.

Feng Bei's eyes showed a hint of joy that his plan had succeeded, and he said softly: "Still pretending? ”

It's not like she doesn't know how this guy snores when he's asleep.

I can't hide it from her.

Zheng Xiu opened his eyes and blinked. He stretched out his hand from under the quilt and gently grabbed Feng Bei's hand. Feng Bei was about to break away, Zheng Xiu shouted "pain", Feng Bei could only let him.

Zheng Xiu kneaded it in Fengbei's soft palm rhythmically, as if it was a secret word. Fengbei understood, but begged with a pleading face: "Don't ......"

Zheng Xiu stopped moving his hand and wondered, "Why?" ”

He noticed that the relationship between the two was strange.

Mainly Fengbei.

Fengbei took a deep breath, she turned over one by one, rode on Zheng Xiu through the quilt, clasped Zheng Xiu's other hand, and the two of them clasped their fingers and looked at each other. A smile that was extremely familiar to Zheng Xiu suddenly appeared on Feng Bei's face, domineering and free, like a bandit leader with a hard gun on the overlord.

"Look at me now, do you look like Xie Luohe, or like Fengbei?"

Feng Bei laughed wantonly and laughed heartily.

Zheng Xiu was stunned.

Smiling and smiling, Feng Bei turned back to his usual coldness and loneliness in the next second: "You can't tell the difference." ”

"I can't tell the difference."

"It's been ten years." Feng Beibei bit his lower lip lightly: "I'm not ruthless to you, it's just that I can't tell who I am, who is the person who can make you happy, who is the person who marries you, and who is the person who has been with you for ten years in the end." ”

"Back in the world, I am still Fengbei, not her."

Zheng Xiu wanted to say something.

Feng Bei stubbornly shook his head: "But the person who first married you was her." ”

"Have you ever thought that there was no 'Chelo River' from the beginning? The real Xie Luohe and Gongsun Mo were taken away by Chang Yan a hundred years ago. Only the memories and past written by Gongsun Mo are left in the painting, it is you, you have lived as Xie Luohe, you are still you. ”

Zheng Xiu tried hard to correct Feng Bei's thoughts.

"But I still think about why, about who I am." Feng Bei said in a dreamy tone: "As she said that night, she has become a mystery, a mystery that lives forever in my heart. ”

"Think about the monk."

"I know I have the same disease as him. Just ......"

"That's enough." Zheng Xiu looked at the painful look on Feng Bei's face, endured exhaustion and got up and hugged her gently: "If you can't tell the difference, you can't tell the difference, don't worry." Just take the hundred years in the painting as our previous life, in the previous life, you were Xie Luohe, I am Gongsun Mo, in this life, we met again. cough cough," Zheng Xiu coughed dryly: "Hello, this pretty girl, I am Zheng Xiu, the Marquis of Loyalty, and I have money in my family, a lot of money." ”

This is the first time that Zheng Xiu has really hugged her as "Zheng Xiu".

is neither the illusory Gongsun Mo, nor the incarnation of Zheng Shan, nor the pony evil boy.

It is Zheng Xiu, the richest man in the upright, the Marquis of Zhonglie, Zheng Xiu.

Looking at Zheng Xiu's pretending to be serious, Fengbei was stunned. He can always do this, easily soothe her emotions and erase her uneasiness in the simplest way, always like this. Feng Bei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fengbei." A smile resurfaced on Feng Bei's face: "There is Feng Laiyi, and the northern wild goose flies south...... Fengbei. ”

"Good name."

The two embraced each other quietly.

"By the way, the reward ...... said good"

Zheng Xiu suddenly got a little bit of an inch. But that's all right.

Feng Bei was helpless, and gently stole a bite on Zheng Xiu's lips like a chicken pecking rice, and the roots of his ears immediately turned red thoroughly, and the top of the round and jade earlobes was delicate, like a crystal clear grape, which made Zheng Xiu want to take a bite.

Zheng Xiu was hot all over, and he had obviously been a husband and wife in the picture scroll for ten years, and now such a "re-acquaintance" drama inexplicably made him feel particularly excited, and he had a kind of happiness as a newlywed.

Feng Bei was lying on the bed, across the quilt from Zheng Xiu, hugging each other all night, whispering.

Zheng Xiu was really tired in the second half of the night and really fell asleep.

Three days later.

Under Zheng Erniang's nourishing diet, Zheng Xiu's body recovered quickly.

The "Death Technique" of the crow keeper almost killed all the vitality in Zheng Xiu's body, if it weren't for the "unbreakable" protection, Zheng Xiu might not be able to resist.

With such a terrifying technique, Zheng Xiu remembered the remaining three eyeballs, and secretly wondered if he also wanted to raise a crow keeper.

In the early morning of the third day, Qing 13 moved a wheelchair, and Feng Bei pushed Zheng Xiu to bask in the sun in the yard.

The long-lost daylight reflected on Zheng Xiu's still somewhat sickly pale face.

He enjoyed a moment of tranquility, his eyes closed, his consciousness drifting out.

Zheng Xiu took great pains to create the legend of "Infernal Purgatory" in the imperial city, and now it is finally the harvest season. Zheng Xiu was in the courtyard of Zheng's house, and after his mind sank, he was able to enter the heart prison.

With Fengbei guarding by his side, Zheng Xiuzhen has nothing to worry about. Having a lady who can fight is worry-free.

The scenery in the prison of the heart was the same as always, and after a while, Zheng Xiu glanced at the [Painter] monster trapped by chains in the corner, and sat on the long-lost game table.

The gloomy scenery made Zheng Xiu's heart warm, and there were three villains on the table, namely [Zheng Shan], [Zheng Baimei], and [Zheng Evil].

[Zheng Shan] and [Zheng Baimei] each fell victim to the art of raising crows once and died once. Now the two avatars were in a flickering form, looming, only the part of the head was formed, and the rest of the part was only a gray mist.

The two avatars seem to have been completely killed, and then fell into a resurrection period, and could not be used for a short time.

Zheng Xiu made a casual move, and the parchment roll broke through the gray mist, floated in from outside the gate, and landed on the table.

Zheng Xiu's message is clearly recorded on it.

[Host]: [Zheng Xiu]

[Doorway]: [Prisoner] (Jiazi: The Seventh Gate)

[Restriction]: [Surprise Cage (Unfinished)]

[Fit]: [20%]

[Derivation]: [Prison Watching the Sky (Pure Fire)] [iQue (Pure Fire)] [Projection (Pure Fire)] [Unbreakable (Pure Fire)]

[Talent]: [No business, no treachery (perfect)] [Foreign language (small attainment)]

[Experience]: [White Carp Seeks Secrets at the Beginning, Stormy Times (First Entry into the Rivers and Lakes)] [Chang Yan Escapes in Danger, Haoran Righteousness Exists (Retired to the Rivers and Lakes)] [Spicy Hands Chop the Fairy Gu, Angrily Save the Pretty Lady (Heroic Boy)] [With a flick of the fingers, a hundred years of return in the painting (a hundred years of loneliness)]

It's a little different.

Zheng Xiu looked stunned, when he walked out of the world in the painting, when he noticed that the world around him had not changed in the slightest, he knew that the world in the painting was full of "memories" and "thoughts" that Gongsun Mo had spent a hundred years painting, and he couldn't change anything, nor would it have any impact on the world.

Zheng Xiu thought that it would be over, but he was still recorded by the [Prisoner] Path.

Figured out a ghost.

There is a record in the [Experience].

Archived.

【Foreign language】? What strange talent?

Zheng Xiu didn't have time to wonder when and where he had learned the [Foreign Language], but he quickly noticed that as the ghost of the [Painted World] was archived, his [Prisoner] had advanced a door again.

But he hasn't gone in yet.

Just thinking about it, Zheng Xiu's feet were empty and he fell into the quagmire.

"Poof!"

A faint point of light gradually faded away in his field of vision, and Zheng Xiu continued to sink downward.

Zheng Xiu is not the first time to visit the "doorway", so it is not surprising that he is not surprised. Quietly wait for the consciousness to sink to the bottom, and the feet are on the ground. At the foot of the road is a road with a half-open door at the end of the road. That is the Seventh Gate of the Prisoner.

The door had already opened, just waiting for Zheng Xiu to walk in.

Winter!

When Zheng Xiu left, the flesh that writhed like steel bars squeezed out of the door, and the door was squeezed into a strange shape. The fierce black wind exhaled Zheng Xiu's long hair to the back of his head, and the writhing flesh squeezed through the door, reforming between the doorway and the door.

Zheng Xiu opened his mouth wide, raised his head a little, and watched as the piece of meat squeezed out of the door turned into a behemoth twenty meters high again, like a model.

The monster has a huge mouth, which is black like a black hole, and the knotted muscles are wriggling with the monster's movements, like meat worms. What shocked Zheng Xiu the most was that there were three thick arms on each side of the monster's body, the length of the arms was comparable to height, and at a glance, the overall form of the monster was like a spider full of muscles.

Distorted small print appeared in front of my eyes.

You go further into the doorway. 】

[You capture the 'Birth Demon' in the doorway.] 】

Zheng Xiu learned the name of the monster.

Birth of demons.

The vision reminded Zheng Xiu of the first time he "caught" the prison finch.

At that time, the prison finch hit him directly, and he was considered to have been "captured" successfully.

But right now.

Winter, winter, winter!

The twenty-meter-tall monster let out a piercing roar and charged at Zheng Xiu. A punch slammed into Zheng Xiu.

Seeing this, the corners of Zheng Xiu's mouth twitched.

This time "capture", it doesn't look so easy.

Half of Zheng Xiu's body was instantly beaten into a fog, and Zheng Xiu's consciousness was blank for a moment.

Zheng Xiu never expected that he would encounter a life-and-death crisis in the doorway.

After the six muscular arms of the Demon smashed Zheng Xiu away with a punch, his six arms pressed towards the ground, and the mouth of the blood basin opened, and his mouth cracked open because he was too hard, and a terrifying black light gathered in his huge mouth.

Zheng Xiu was hammered to pieces with a punch, and the "body" that had disappeared was reunited, and he finally got up, looking at the black light gathered in the demon's mouth, his heart was suddenly shocked, and he was dumbfounded.

"This can't be a fucking turret, is it?"