When Zheng Xiu and Qing 13 walked out of Zheng's house, Yue Linglong chased them out.

"Husband."

She chased Zheng Xiu's back, for some reason, after Zheng Xiu had a fight with his father, Yue Linglong felt that her husband seemed to be a different person, and his back became strange and distant.

"You ......"

She paused, plucked up the courage to ask, "Where do you want to go?" ”

Zheng Xiu looked back at Yue Linglong, the person next to his pillow, and for a while, he didn't know what to say. Yue Linglong was holding a thick coat in her hand, she barely squeezed out a smile and put it on for Zheng Xiu intimately.

"Concubines can ......"

She asked weakly, bowing her head.

"Coincidentally, I want to go to the Northern Barbarians, the Moon Clan."

Zheng Xiu smiled and touched Yue Linglong's face. Zheng Haoran's fist woke him up, making Zheng Xiu realize that he had forgotten something very important.

It's no wonder that during his peaceful days, he always felt empty in his heart, as if a piece had been poached.

Zheng Xiu decided to find out what was missing this piece.

He still doesn't have a clear clue yet, but Zheng Xiu vaguely feels that it seems to be a good decision to start from the "candle".

"Now?"

Yue Linglong was stunned, this trip to Beiban, the road is far away, it is not possible to arrive overnight, she never expected Zheng Xiu to travel lightly, and she said that she would go.

Without waiting for Zheng Xiu to answer, Yue Linglong seemed to have figured it out in an instant, nodded vigorously, stepped forward and took Zheng Xiu's hand: "The concubine is with you, the ends of the earth, no matter where it is." ”

Zheng Xiu subconsciously retracted his hand, and finally let Yue Linglong catch it.

Qing 13 smoked a dry cigarette silently, until the Zheng couple stood together, Qing 13 squinted his eyes and smiled: "Can you go?" ”

First stop, Bagnamo Mountain.

Yue Linglong once talked about her childhood.

When she was a child, she didn't have the strange disease that changed the trajectory of her life.

The wolf king did not climb Mount Bagnamo to ask for help from the Great Heavenly Witch, let alone bring back the elixir.

Yue Linglong did not become a [corpse sewer] because of this.

Once you have decided on your destination.

Keijusan opened his mouth and spat out a thick cloud of smoke.

This is the first time he has shown his "ferryman" thaumaturgy in front of Zheng Xiu after he became a "ferryman".

The smoke did not have any unpleasant smell, Zheng Xiu was a little surprised, looking at the smoke wrapped around him, there was a faint chill in the smoke, green and yellow, sinking under the feet of three people and a cat, as if from a yellow spring, making people feel cold all over the body.

The smoke swam, reshaping in front of the three of them, and became a door in the blink of an eye.

"You...... It's very skilled. ”

Only then did Zheng Xiu notice that Qing Shisan's hand had a new wound on the back of his hand.

"Well, the young master has sharp eyes," Qing 13 learned from the others to shout "young master", he grinned, revealing a row of neat yellowed teeth: "I was idle that day, and I went out." ”

"Where?"

"A dangerous river, a lonely boat, a ferryman." Qing 13 turned his back to Zheng Xiu, and the cigarette stick pushed away the smoke, the action was like opening the "door" in front of him, his tone paused slightly, and finally he still did not hide it: "His name is Bai Qiuyue." ”

When Zheng Xiu heard this, his pupils shrank, but he didn't say anything, nodded, and followed Qing Shisan into the smoke door.

"Young master, isn't it to blame?"

Qing 13 thought that Zheng Xiu would reprimand him for making his own opinion, but after the confession, there was a silence, which made Qing 13 a little embarrassed, and touched the back of his head and asked.

"What's the blame?" Zheng Xiu shook his head: "What do you feel?" ”

Qing 13 touched his chest, closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "Weird." As soon as I met him, he seemed to know that I was coming, and I inexplicably became murderous. Qing had only one thought at that moment, the two of us, and only one could survive. ”

"When I was done, the thing flew over on its own."

"Qing has become complete."

Yue Linglong obediently followed behind Zheng Xiu, listening to the strange conversation between the two. She didn't understand, but she was slightly shocked, she vaguely noticed what Zheng Xiu and Qing 13 said, hunting strange, it must be unusual.

After stepping through the door, a cold aura came to her face, and Yue Linglong lost her mind to explore in an instant. The distorted mist was as deep as the sea, squeezing in all directions. In front of the eyes of several people, they couldn't tell the difference between up and down, left and right by their eyes alone, and when the three of them appeared, they floated obliquely in the bizarre void.

Qing 13 beckoned, the smoke condensed, and turned into a gray boat under the feet of three people and one cat.

Shout!

The three of them landed on the boat, and the boat fell rapidly downwards as if weightless.

After a while, the boat let out a violent jolt and landed on the dark and sticky river, and moved forward steadily.

"Ma'am, be careful not to put your hands out of the boat or anything."

Qing 13 kindly reminded.

Yue Linglong didn't know how to feel it, and nodded seriously.

A layer of hazy gray light wrapped the hull of the ship like a cover, and the color outside the cover was darker, even Yue Linglong, who didn't understand the subtleties, also noticed that it was this layer of cover that isolated something outside, and she was being protected by Qing Shisan.

The gray twist on both sides squeezed towards the center, but it couldn't affect the boat a little bit, Qing 13 stood at the bow of the boat, it was an ordinary cigarette stick that Zheng Xiu picked up from the market, and now in Qing 13's hands, it stretched the side length strangely, becoming the ferryman's "pole", as Qing 13 easily supported the bow of the boat, the boat was extremely fast, breaking through the sticky black river, and moving forward along the winding black river.

Yue Linglong sat in the stern of the boat, swaying, a little dizzy.

Zheng Xiu noticed that Yue Linglong seemed to be a little seasick, he hugged Yue Linglong, Yue Linglong held her forehead and fell into Zheng Xiu's arms, closed her eyes and didn't speak, full of the weakness and helplessness of a little woman. Looking at that face and looking at the film, Zheng Xiu raised his head and said to the thirteenth of Chaoqing: "Bagnamo Mountain...... Mountaintop. ”

"Okay!" After speaking, Qing 13 squatted on the bow of the boat, motionless.

“？”

"Ahem, Qing is looking at the map." Qing Shisan coughed dryly, a little embarrassed, he quickly hid the map back in his arms, and said with an embarrassed smile: "The road is not familiar, hehe, the door is not familiar." ”

The orange cat in his arms still looked stupid and stupid, pulling Zheng Xiu's shirt with both hands, if it was a little heavier, it might be able to rip off Zheng Xiu's robe with a flick.

……

The summit of Mount Bagnamo is still covered with a thick snow cover.

On the mountain peak high into the clouds, no man's land, a distortion appeared out of thin air, and the three people and a cat calmly walked out of the distortion.

"Gross-"

The orange cat is seasick and retches on the ground as soon as he goes out, which is similar to morning sickness.

The view from the top of the mountain can be seen at a glance.

Zheng Xiu remembered that the place where Candle used to live in seclusion was full of airtight living rooms. Flattening the mountain walls on all sides will reveal a "big box" made entirely of dark iron, which can be insulated from filthy thaumaturgy and is indestructible.

Today, there is only one dilapidated thatched hut left, which is almost crushed by snow, and the closed door is full of snow, and I don't know how long no one cares about it.

"This is the retreat of the Great Heavenly Witch?"

Without waiting for Zheng Xiu to ask, the puzzled look on Yue Linglong's face made Zheng Xiu understand that Yue Linglong had never been here at all, nor had she seen the Great Heavenly Witch, let alone what kind of scenery this place was "originally".

"Inside...... Qing Thirteen's eyes were pitch black, and there were strange ripples like a pool of black lake water hidden inside. He stared at the door for a moment, wondering, "There are no living people." ”

Qing Thirteen's words fell, and Zheng Xiu had already walked to the thatched house on the top of the snowy mountain, pushed the door and entered.

The moment the door was opened, there was a faint rancid smell coming from inside. There was a stove inside the door, and on the stove there was a kang, and in the house hung a lot of dried meat that had long since been dried and rotted. There was a ragged corpse lying on the kang, the corpse was almost white bones, no wonder the smell of rancid was so faint, as if it had been dead for a long time.

"Dead."

"Dead!"

"Meow...... Vomit! ”

Qing Thirteen, Yue Linglong, and Orange Cat showed different reactions to the dead corpses on the kang.

Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Tianyin Mountain, Jingtang Town!" ”

Half a day later, the sky was bright.

Qing 13 sailed, traveled through the Bund, from the extreme north, across the Great Qian, to the southwest Tianyin Mountain, a place called "Jingtang" town.

"Young Master, have you been here?"

At the foot of Tianyin Mountain, the terrain is elevated layer by layer, and it is distributed on the mountain wall like a ladder. The houses clinging to the mountain wall are stacked on top of each other. Jingtang Town is such a small town, the terrain is extremely undulating from low to high, and the unique landform makes Qing 13 amazing.

"I once carried a painting with a monk on my back and fled here under the pursuit of a group of people." Zheng Xiu's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, and he replied with a smile: "At that time, it happened that there was a 'hundred-year-old worm' here, and a 'cleansing ceremony' was being held...... Quite a few people died. ”

"Centennial bugs? Cleansing ceremony? ”

Yue Linglong asked curiously on the side.

Zheng Xiu smiled and said the matter of "burning pregnant women" concisely.

Sure enough, Yue Linglong had a disgusted expression on her face.

Zheng Xiu said again: "But because the monk saved the pregnant women on the stake, more pregnant women died." ”

Suddenly, a sense of disobedience surged into Zheng Xiu's heart. That painting, why should I do it for that painting? After a while, a thought calmly dispelled this sense of disobedience: for the sake of the "artist" hidden in the painting, yes, the painter's strange thing was hidden inside.

Zheng Xiu clenched his fists.

Yue Linglong looked stunned, holding her husband's sleeve, not knowing what to say for a while.

The costumes of Zheng Xiu, Qing 13, and Yue Linglong are very different from the local style. The locals of Jingtang Town cast a wary look. Zheng Xiu's face was calm, he looked around, and walked to Jingwu's house familiarly.

In front of the door, a barefoot child swept the fallen leaves in front of the door with a broom. Zheng Xiu recognized him as "Xiaozhao".

"Xiaozhao, is your grandfather at home?"

Zheng Xiu stepped forward to talk, and the little boy looked up, showing doubts: "Are you?" He wondered because the three men were apparently outsiders, and the first time he saw them, the leader was able to pronounce his name. But Zheng Xiu's familiar attitude with his grandfather made Xiaozhao involuntarily relax his vigilance, and he said to the house: "Grandpa is inside." ”

Walking into the house, there was an old man with an ordinary face sitting in the courtyard. The moment the three of them entered, the sick old man instantly sat up and called out to Xiao Zhao in panic: "Xiao Zhao! Zhao! Who the hell are these! ”

Only then did Xiaozhao know that he had been fooled.

Cunning outlander!

"How?"

Qing 13 knew that Zheng Xiu was looking for "something", so he leaned closer and asked in a low voice beside Zheng Xiu. He swallowed the smoke casually, and his relaxed posture scared Xiao Zhao into tears.

"Old man, don't be surprised. Don't worry, I'll borrow a book and read it and leave. ”

Zheng Xiu looked at the strange old man, and his frightened expression didn't seem to be fake. He arched his hand at the old man and entered the house.

In a corner of the room, stacks of ancient books of unknown years were stacked at random, and Zheng Xiu stepped forward to rummage through them.

After a while, Zheng Xiu was disappointed to find that there was no book he wanted.

So he ran outside the courtyard again, looked at the grandfather and grandson who were hugging each other at a loss, and felt sorry, but still took the initiative to ask: "Please old man, the kid wants to find a book called "Chang Yan Secret Record". ”

"What is often secret?"

When the old man heard this, his wrinkles trembled, and he put his palms next to his ears and asked loudly.

"Chang Yan's secret record."

"What's the secret?"

"Chang Yan's secret record."

"What's the secret?"

Keisan squeezed the cigarette stick.

Zheng Xiu looked at Xiao Zhao: "How do you know the treatment of the 'Hundred Years Worm'?" ”

Xiao Zhao was even more stunned when he heard this: "What hundred-year-old insect?" ”

"Cotton molting."

"So you asked about 'cotton molting'!" Xiao Zhao slapped his forehead, suddenly realized, trotted into the house, and after a while he took a book and handed it to Zheng Xiu: "That's what you said!" Xiao Zhao now wished that the three "cunning foreigners" would leave quickly, and his behavior was very cooperative, he reached out and patted the dusty cover, trying to let Zheng Xiu see it clearly: "This book is not called your name, it is called "Zhang Gongzhiyi", and the treatment of 'cotton shedding' is written in it. ”

When the words fell, Xiao Zhao trembled: "How did you, a cunning foreigner, know about 'cotton shedding'?" But it's not called a 'hundred-year-old bug'! No wonder it's ugly. ”

Cunning outlander?

Qing 13 and Yue Linglong looked at each other.

Zheng Xiu was flawless at the moment, and he frowned and opened the ancient book called "Zhang Gongzhiyi".

"Be a hundred people, know the world's affairs" wrote a strange sentence on the title page.

Zheng Xiu raised his eyebrows, his heart moved, he didn't speak, and quickly flipped through it.

The book records a person who calls himself "Zhang Gong", and most of what he saw and heard when he traveled the world was some bizarre rural legends, or some strange scenes that ordinary people could not reach. There is an article in it that records a species of insect called "cotton molting". It is roughly similar to the "cotton molt" in Zheng Xiu's memory. The book says that there are some places that suffer from cotton molting, and if the source of cotton molting cannot be found, the only way to do this is to resign to burning the sick pregnant women, so as to prevent more people from "getting sick". The only thing that does not match Zheng Xiu's memory is that the "cotton molt" mentioned in the book does not have the law of "once in a hundred years"!

"Nope!"

"Nope!"

"Nope!"

Zheng Xiu flipped through the pages one by one, turning faster and faster, muttering to himself.

Yue Linglong noticed that her husband's mind was restless, and she couldn't bear it, so she stretched out her fingers and gently pressed the word "Chuan" on Ping's husband's brow.

"Husband, what the hell are you looking for?"

"An article called 'The Sunchaser Says'! Not in this book! It's not this book, or ......" Zheng Xiu turned to the last page, and finally saw the author's signature - "Zhang Da'er".

"Open your ears, open your ears, open your ears." "Strange Tales of Zhang Gong" fell from Zheng Xiu's hands, and the consternation on Zheng Xiu's face could no longer be hidden: "Two hundred years ago, the rivers and lakes were born and Zhang Da'er!" ”

"It's him, who traveled the world and wrote this book!"

"He's not dead!"

"Yes! He didn't die, he survived! ”

"That's in line with his character!"

Zheng Xiu's restless heart calmed down as Zhang Da'er's smiling and fat face appeared in his memory.

Zheng Xiu picked up the copy of "Zhang Gongzhiwei" from the ground, patted the dust, solemnly walked into the house, and put it back in its place. After a moment of silence, Zheng Xiu laughed at himself: "How did I suddenly become like some people, chasing the trajectory of the 'first alien', following the path he walked, little by little, looking for traces that could prove his existence." ”

"All the facts show that there is nothing left by candles in this world......"

Suddenly.

Zheng Xiu rushed out of the room, and Chaoqing Thirteen shouted: "West of the desert!" Cicada Valley! Where to go! ”

If the candle never existed, and he never appeared, then is the experience of the world in the painting real?

Qing 13 and Yue Linglong looked at Zheng Xiu's stunned appearance, and they couldn't say anything.

Let Qing 13 swing the pole, the boat pushed away the waves, after a while, when the twist formed the door, Qing 13 pushed the door open, the scorching sun was in the sky, a heat wave rushed to the face, accompanied by the noisy market, boiling life.

They came to the Valley of the Cicada:

A lively hideaway.

I finally got up......

Do you know how bitter I am......

Both legs were shaking.

Asking for a monthly pass......

(End of chapter)