Zheng Xiu smiled slightly.

The smile is intriguing.

In the eyes of others, there is a sense of "default".

The "March of the Hundred Ghosts" can be investigated, even if few people in the Disaster Prevention Bureau know about it.

Huo Yu and Shen Shizong didn't understand that there was such a coincidence in the world, and the Red King had already arranged people on the way they had to go north.

But what's the use of arranging only one person?

Zheng Xiu stared at the ancient map and made a haha, fooling the matter over.

But in his heart, he thought about the conditions for the appearance of the "Hundred Ghost March" over and over again.

The full moon, the heavy snow, the Zheng military flag, the mountain, the battle of twenty years ago......

"General Huo, do you know the route of my father's northward march more than 20 years ago?"

"Hey! How could I not know this? ”

Huo Yu sneered.

Zheng Xiu's breath stagnated: "Please also ask General Huo to tell me truthfully." ”

Huo Yu was stunned when he heard this, frowned, and wondered, "What is the use of you knowing this?" ”

Zheng Xiu's eyes flashed: "Perhaps, next year's father's sacrifice day, this king will be fortunate to be able to follow his father's former marching route and pay tribute along the way, in order to tell his father's spirit in the sky." ”

When Shen Shizong heard this, his eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't hold back anymore, so he turned his head to the side and secretly wiped his tears: "If General Zheng knows under the spring, he will have no regrets!" ”

Huo Yu and Shen Shizong were Zheng Haoran's fan brothers, Zheng Xiu's words were all about this, the atmosphere was set to this point, Huo Yu pointed to the map in a deep voice: "Back then, General Zheng started from Haoran Pass in the south, passed through the Linshi Corridor, and turned west to ......."

He actually knew everything about Zheng Haoran's marching route back then, and told him all the places on the map.

Zheng Xiu secretly remembered it in his heart.

This is just an episode in tonight's discussions.

Huo Yu then asked everyone, the terrain of that canyon is dangerous, if you rush in, once you are ambushed, it will be like dumpling filling, being wrapped round and flattened back and forth, which is very dangerous.

It's just that when Zheng Xiu asked "who" would be ambushed, Huo Yu was worried and did not answer.

"Then it's up to General Huo to decide."

After some discussion, several people expressed their opinions, and Zheng Xiu finally kicked the ball back to Huo Yu.

Several people left separately, and Qing 13 and Pei Gaoya looked at Zheng Xiu.

The orange cat silently took out a small pink quilt from Qing Shisan's package and raised it to signal, as if to say: Ben Meow is going to sleep, you hurry up.

Such a humane action shocked the monk to touch his head and call out the demon.

Pei Gaoya also shouted at my wife.

Only Qing 13 is not surprised by this.

Qing 13 took off the cigarette stick on his waist, looked at Zheng Xiu's eyes, pointed in one of the directions through the tent, silently made a gesture to wipe his neck, and squinted, as if asking Zheng Xiu's opinion.

Everyone in the tent understood Qing Shisan's actions.

Keisan refers to the tents where the barbarians are crammed together.

Pei Gaoya patted his head, dissatisfied with Qing Shisan's breath of wrapping a tent, so he pointed in another direction, which was Princess Yue Linglong's tent. He cautiously asked: "Ahem, the ancients took precautions or something, Lao Tzu went to the other side?" ”

"Sin."

The monk couldn't bear it, his hands were folded, and he didn't see it.

Zheng Xiu was silent for a moment and shook his head: "No hurry. ”

The spirit that Pei Gaoya had just mentioned suddenly withered again.

Since he had to work and his wife was not there, he couldn't help but feel a sense of grievance that he was full of strength but had nowhere to go.

After the monk, Qing Thirteen, and Pei Gaoya left.

The orange cat pressed the little pink quilt under her and rolled it, and it rolled into the corner of the tent like a spring roll, and fell asleep warmly.

Fengbei and Zheng Xiu fell asleep close to each other and hugged each other gently.

The tent was dark, and the two of them breathed one after another.

After a while, Fengbei found a comfortable position, and the whole person curled up in Zheng Xiu's arms, his nose fluttered, and he smelled the familiar smell on Zheng Xiu's body with satisfaction, and asked in a low voice: "Are you suspecting that the so-called Hundred Ghost March is the remnant soul of the Zheng family army more than twenty years ago?" ”

"You ......" Zheng Xiu, who was restless, opened his mouth to say a word, but it was difficult to open his mouth to blame Fengbei on the matter of "eavesdropping", smiled helplessly, nodded, and gently scraped the delicate skin on the back of Fengbei's neck with the slag of his chin, and said in a murmuring tone: "I'd rather believe it than believe it, no matter what the truth of this matter is, since I know that the march of the hundred ghosts is related to the word 'Zheng', I will never sit idly by." I don't believe in such a coincidence, there is no other possibility than what you say. ”

Fengbei's neck was tickled by Zheng Xiuxin's stubble, itching here and there. Twisting slightly in Zheng Xiu's arms, Fengbei patted Zheng Xiu's cheek, and said angrily with a trill: "Don't make trouble~"

Zheng Xiu didn't dare to move again.

Feng Bei turned around, and the two faced each other in the bed.

In the dark, Fengbei's eyes were bright and shining, blinking, like stars in the sky.

"What would you do if your dad were still alive?"

"You can't come back to life after you die."

"What if?"

Zheng Xiu smiled, thought seriously for a few seconds when he heard this, and then nodded: "I will tell him the story of what happened these days." ”

"I'll tell him that I know you, I know the monk."

"I will tell him that this king is now out of breath and has become a prince, under one person, above ten thousand people."

"I will tell him that even if his son did not choose to join the army back then, he can make the name of the Zheng family famous all over the world today."

"I will tell him that he will be regarded as a hero all over the world, and his name will be remembered for eternity."

Zheng Xiu's voice paused, and as he spoke, he slowly put his cheek on Fengbei's face, feeling the familiar warmth, and whispered softly:

"I'll tell him that I'm in a painting with you."

"The world in the painting is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality, as if it were real and illusory. I made friends with martial arts heroes and heroes from two hundred years ago. ”

"I will tell him that Xie Yunliu is arrogant, Chu Chengfeng is ambitious in the world, Xiao Buping likes women, Bai Xiaosheng turned out to be a fat man, and the person who assassinated Emperor Wei Jing two hundred years ago was a facial paralysis; I will boast to him that I went back two hundred years and together with the martial arts heroes, I blocked tens of thousands of Western Regions coalition troops and defended the territory of Daqian. ”

"I will tell him that I have lived in seclusion with you in the valley of the cicada for ten years, living a life without quarrels."

"I'll tell him that you even have the names of our children in mind."

"I'll tell him that I have a cat in the painting, and when I come back, the cat is perverted."

The sleeping orange cat suddenly looked up: Meow?

Feng Bei chuckled.

At the end, Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and buried himself in his wife's arms.

Feng Bei hugged him tightly.

"I will tell him in person that now he is a child, and he has lived the life he wanted."

……

Nothing was said all night.

There is a way to think about it day and dream at night.

He had a dream.

He dreamed of his father, his face was blurred, and he only saw him smiling like a fool, and his mother was gentle and graceful.

He dreamed that Zheng's house was full of lights, and the red satin was like fire.

He dreamed that Erniang laughed and burst into tears.

He dreamed that he was holding a delicate bride, and the laughter under the red cover was like a bell.

The two got married, and the candles were in the cave room, and he impatiently lifted the bride's red hijab.

Under the red hijab was Yue Linglong's face.

"!"

Zheng Xiu was woken up early in the morning, with one leg pressed on his body.

When he turned around, he saw that it was Fengbei, and confirmed it repeatedly, Zheng Xiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sure enough, dreams and reality are opposites."

Coincidentally, the exact opposite.

In the early morning, as soon as the sky was bright, more than 200 people packed up their tents, pots and bowls and returned to the road.

Yue Linglong, who had been the bride in a dream all night, didn't know it, and watched Zheng Xiu and Fengbei walk out of the tent without hesitation, her expression was calm, and her heart was flooded with shallow waves.

No one thought of her as the bride of the Red King.

Even herself.

It's just a deal.

She's just trying to play the identity her father wants to be and fulfill her father's wishes, that's all.

Yue Linglong sighed lightly in her heart, she thought that the Red King would let her go today, but before she went on the road, Zheng Xiu still pointed to his horse in front of the barbarians, and ordered: "Come up." ”

Yue Linglong "obediently" tightened the big hat, hid her skin in the shadows, and rode with the Red King on a rough road.

After passing the Haoran Pass, enter the wasteland.

There is no road in the wasteland, or in other words, as long as there is a walk, there is a road.

Huo Yu rode a horse and walked side by side with the Red King, not hurrying or slow.

From time to time, he would point to a scene, and sigh and say with emotion that the mountain back then, when they passed by in the battle, was also covered with snow.

Or passing by a ravine, Huo Mi said that they had no water to drink, so they dug up ice cubes from the ravine, boiled them in a pot, and boiled some dried meat to eat.

Just like now.

In addition to jerky, there are some creatures that can occasionally be hunted in the snow.

From time to time, you can hit a ferret, the meat is firm, the hemp is fragrant, and it can be called a snow meal.

If you are lucky, you will encounter a pack of wolves, and the whole army will attack, and you can manage it for a few days.

If the luck is bad and the tiger and wolf can't touch it, Pei Gaoya will dig while walking, and from time to time he can dig out a few hibernating snakes, four fingers thick, cook a few pots of soup, sprinkle some pepper, and it is also considered a big meat.

A few days passed, and on the route of the march, as shown on the map, a dry riverbed lay in front of two hundred men.

The riverbed is nearly three feet deep, and a thin layer of ice is formed on it, and the snow is stacked deep and shallow, reflecting in the sunlight in seven colors.

"This horse can't get off!"

Whether it is Huo Yu and Shen Shizong, or the people brought by Zheng Xiu, they are not mediocre hands, and they can jump down with their eyes closed.

But their horses were troublesome, for the riverbed meandered east-west for hundreds of miles, and there were nearly two months to go from the Bagnamo Mountains ahead, and if they relied on a pair of feet, they would have to go to the Year of the Monkey. If there is heavy snow or famine in the snowfield, there are not enough people to bury them.

Huo Yu dismounted first and jumped down, and there was a thud on the riverbed.

Knock knock knock!

As soon as he went, Huo Yu raised his feet and chopped it randomly.

"Bottoming out! Sturdy enough! ”

Hok's voice returned.

"How do you usually live?"

Zheng Xiu smiled and asked Yue Linglong in his arms.

Yue Linglong replied truthfully: "From January to March every year, the source of this river is frozen and cut off, without exception. If you want to cross the river, one is before the complete winter, and the other is after the spring comes, the water level rises, and you can cross it by boat. Or ...... Abandon the horse on foot. ”

Zheng Xiu was thoughtful.

Soon Huo Yu was nimbly climbing the edge of the riverbed, and it was easy to climb in a few breaths.

"It's not easy! You can't stay here for months. ”

"I'll do it."

Zheng Xiu turned over and dismounted, a crisp sound of bones moving sounded under his long sleeves, and with a shake of his robe, a strangely shaped paintbrush appeared in Zheng Xiu's hand.

Huo Yu and Shen Shizong saw Zheng Xiu take out a strange thing that looked like a pen and not a pen, and their faces were puzzled.

Zheng Xiu bit his fingers, made ink with blood, and leaned over to draw a delicate bridge at his feet.

Huo Yu's eyes straightened when he saw it, and Zheng Xiu even took the time to draw green mountains and flowing water on the small bridge as a decoration, which was very exquisite.

"Lord Wang, ...... are you?"

Shen Shizong's hands were very healthy, he wondered and wanted to reach out to touch the small bridge on the ground, only to see Zheng Xiu smile slightly, the pen turned, in front of the two hundred soldiers, a blood-colored streamer was like a long river, along Zheng Xiu's pen from the ground up, all the way to the riverbed.

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Xiu's pen came true, and a beautiful red bridge really appeared in front of everyone, stretching diagonally towards the riverbed.

Huo Yu and Shen Shizong, as well as the two hundred soldiers, the barbarians, and Grandpa Samba, all looked shocked.

Yue Linglong's eyes lit up slightly, and under the shadows, she opened her mouth slightly, and she was also amazed in her heart.

Qing 13 and Pei Gaoya laughed and hummed a little song, they had already guessed that the old man had walked many ways, and it was not a matter of exposure.

The monk praised: "The eldest brother's painting skills have not diminished back then." ”

He subconsciously referred to the years in the picture scroll, and as soon as the words fell, the monk applauded and laughed happily like a child: "It's so beautiful! Big brother is so beautifully drawn! ”

"Awesome!"

Shocked for a moment, Huo Yu finally saw the legendary Red King perform thaumaturgy with his own eyes, and took a deep breath, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

The rest of the soldiers were speechless for a while, in the cognition of many people, "wealth" is the thaumaturgy of the Red King, rich and powerful is enough, what else do you need.

I never expected that the Red King would have this hand.

"It's amazing!"

Shen Shizong cautiously walked up to the bridge, feeling the sturdiness of the bridge, touching here and there, he even squatted down and picked at the green mountains and flowing water on the bridge pier, admiring.

"You're a 'painter'?"

When Zheng Xiu got back on the horse, everyone crossed the bridge in an orderly manner, and when they stepped into the riverbed, Yue Linglong couldn't help but ask.

"Huh?"

Zheng Xiu raised his eyebrows, his face was cold, and his tone was not angry and arrogant.

"It's the moon that is exquisite."

Yue Linglong said, shut up.

About half an hour later, the group walked slowly along the riverbed in the previous formation.

The riverbed is frozen, and the surface is extremely slippery, unlike ordinary frozen ground. Daqian's horseshoe was walking on the ice, and several horses almost fell, so Huo Yu ordered everyone to lead the horses to prevent injury to the horses and affect the rest of the journey.

There is a lot of snow scattered on the riverbed.

Walking with the barbarians, bumpy all the way, the old man Samba, who walked tremblingly, didn't care at first. But after walking out of the road for a while, I saw Samba frowning at first, looking left and right, as if he remembered something.

"Princess! Princess! Princess! ”

Samba stepped on the ice and walked towards Yue Linglong and Zheng Xiu, shouting something in his mouth.

At this moment, the snow around everyone squirmed, and it condensed into a "human shape" silently.

Shout!

The snow that should have been soft turned into a deadly scimitar in an instant, slashing at the necks of Zheng Xiu, Fengbei, Shen Shizong, Huo Yu, Qing Shisan and others.

(End of chapter)