The gray mist twisted like rows of tsunami walls, squeezing from sides to the middle.

The black river, viscous as thick as asphalt, zigzags through the narrow space.

A lonely boat drove on the Black River without hurrying.

Keisan stood straight at the bow of the boat, rocking the boat and sailing into the unknown.

Aboard.

Zheng Xiu and Yue Linglong sat face to face, silent, neither of them spoke.

An awkward atmosphere simmered silently between the two.

It's really embarrassing.

Especially when Zheng Xiu retrieved the traces of Fengbei's former existence and his memory recovered.

The orange cat's eyes were half-narrowed, and he lazily lay between the two of them and took a nap.

Yue Linglong wisely didn't ask Zheng Xiu what she was looking for in Cicada Town—even if she noticed it.

Zheng Xiu sighed lightly and looked at the well-behaved lady sitting opposite - it is undeniable that Yue Linglong, who has a hot body, is a perfect wife who makes it difficult for Zheng Xiu to find fault, gentle, kind, beautiful, considerate, sensible, and obedient.

All the good qualities that Zheng Xiu can think of seem to be able to touch Yue Linglong, since marrying into the Zheng family, she has worked hard to adapt to the customs of Daqian, filial piety to her parents, out of the hall, into the kitchen, and on the soft bed.

A few days ago.

Zheng Xiu entered the desert.

He followed the direction of his memory and found the relics of the ancients who had left the legend of "returning to normal".

The ruins are still there, but there are no messages left by any candles inside. It was just a place full of wind and sand, submerged in the dust of history, and I don't know which dynasty left the ruins, meaningless.

Three locations, Beiman, Ricicada Valley, and Jingtang Town, Zheng Xiu is very sure that he left a candle trace, and he found nothing. This made Zheng Xiu almost certain that Candle did not accidentally enter Changyan because of the shift of the world line, but that Candle, the "first alien" who was once hidden in the cracks of history, had never appeared in this world.

There is no such person.

There is no such thing as what Zheng Xiu has experienced.

Zheng Xiu's gaze took his eyes off Yue Linglong's calm face, and lowered his head to land on the orange cat that was licking its split hair.

Today's orange cats still look like ordinary orange cats.

The existence of the self-proclaimed "Annie" seems to have never existed.

Annie?

I'm still called Batch.

Zheng Xiu was sneering in his heart, but he had to work hard to digest all the information he got from Anne's mouth. Zheng Xiu's brows twisted slightly, and he subconsciously hooked his tail finger from time to time.

A faint "thin line" extended from Zheng Xiu's tail finger, and it didn't reach the end of the void, and he didn't know where it led.

Anne kept persuading Zheng Xiu not to look for Fengbei again, which not only did not dispel Zheng Xiu's desire to find Fengbei, but made Zheng Xiu convinced that Fengbei must still exist.

His little finger was wrapped around something called "Li", and somehow, this became the only connection between him and Fengbei.

Fengbei sacrificed herself to save her father, but at the same time, she also cut off the "reason" between herself and the world, was wiped out, and disappeared in front of Zheng Xiu. It seems to be a very tragic thing, but it is precisely because Anne told the mechanism of "Li" in detail, as well as Zheng Xiu's understanding of "Li", that he is very sure that at the end of "Li" is where Fengbei is currently located.

"She's out of the 'world.'"

Zheng Xiu thought silently in his heart, clenched his fists, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Even if Fengbei cut off all ties with the world, he still left a clue, which made Zheng Xiu seem to be a drowning person grasping the last straw, and like a ray of dawn seen by a person who has been wandering in the dark for a long time, he couldn't help but show a smile.

Anne didn't seem to be able to see the "reason" in Zheng Xiu's hand connected to Fengbei, and Zheng Xiu didn't plan to tell Anne.

Zheng Xiu noticed that Anne had something to hide, and Zheng Xiu was not.

The "Jade Foot Hell" made Zheng Xiu personally experience the "level" that Anne was in, even if it was a glimpse, it was enough to make Zheng Xiu extremely jealous and vigilant. As Anne herself said, it is easier to kill itself than to trample on an ant - the "jade foot" is proof of that.

Give me back all my good thoughts about Jade Feet, bastard.

That jade foot almost became Zheng Xiu's nightmare, as soon as Zheng Xiu closed his eyes, the "jade foot" that was bigger than the planet appeared in his mind, and now Zheng Xiu could no longer face the jade foot, resulting in a psychological shadow.

"But what does Anne want me to do?"

Zheng Xiu was curious.

This is something that he cannot understand and understand.

Anne once called herself and Fengbei "containers", which Zheng Xiu didn't have time to ask in detail.

Container?

Inhuman?

Tricks?

After a few days of thinking, Zheng Xiu only thought of one possibility. In the eyes of Anne's level of existence, the strange thing is a thing, and the Inhuman does not gain the power of the "Strange Thing", let alone become the Inhuman after seeing the doorway, but the Inhuman itself, which is equivalent to the existence of the "Strange Container".

What exactly is a treacherous?

This seems to be back to square one.

On the day Zheng Xiu was imprisoned and peeked into the doorway, the huge red eyeball he saw flew out forty-nine rays of light after exploding. Those forty-nine rays of light are the true face of the monster.

There are many mysteries.

He still had to deal with Anne carefully.

Touching his chin, Zheng Xiu looked at the little female cat on the board of the boat who turned over, with her belly facing the sky, her posture gradually bewitching, and a little seductive, and nodded secretly.

He had to pick up the experience of picking up the Inhuman wool back then, and get something out of the orange cat.

"Wait."

Keisan's [Ferryman] can freely move through his Bund.

There is a subtle difference between this and Zheng Xiu's forcible opening of the Bund and entering the Bund.

The difference is that after Zheng Xiu opens the Bund, he needs to [post station] to locate it, otherwise it is easy to get lost. As a "ferryman", Qing Thirteen does not have this kind of trouble.

The ferryman seems to exist for exactly that.

"I want to go somewhere."

When leaving the Cicada Valley, Zheng Xiu was scheduled to return home. At this moment, Zheng Xiu was on a whim and wanted to go to Baili Village.

Qing 13 was slightly stunned when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, you are the young master, you have the final say. Zheng Xiu told Qing 13 the general location of Baili Village, and Qing 13 squatted on the bow of the boat and looked at the map for a while.

When he was rowing with a small rocker again, he suddenly realized that he was not averse to obeying Zheng Xiu's command. This kind of "taken for granted" seems to be engraved in his bones, and doing things for Zheng Xiu makes him feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

This made Qing 13 feel a little puzzled.

It doesn't make sense.

While thinking that it didn't make sense, after a while, a fork in the front of the ship gradually branched out.

Qing 13 drove into the fork in the road, a crack opened out of thin air, and the three of them regained their feet on the ground and returned to the ordinary world.

Arrived in Yanzhou, the sun was clear.

Zheng Xiu looked around and recognized that this was the mountain road where he had died thousands of times.

Back then, bandits were rampant here, and Zheng Xiu fought a bloody way, and he was very familiar with the surrounding terrain.

"It's around here."

"Meow."

With a meow, the orange cat jumped into Zheng Xiu's arms.

"Annie?"

Zheng Xiu asked quietly.

"Meow!"

The orange cat blinked and glared at Zheng Xiu with a pair of big innocent eyes.

Well, it's not.

Now the orange cat has become a one-sided contact intermediary between him and Anne, only Anne took the initiative to contact him, and Zheng Xiu couldn't find Anne. This kind of "passivity" made Zheng Xiu quite aggrieved, and secretly slapped the orange cat's butt a few times, and punished him slightly.

Soon.

Zheng Xiu arrived at Baili Village.

Or rather...... It used to be the place of the village of white carp.

"No...... Possible! ”

Zheng Xiu looked at the smooth edge of the "deep pit" in front of him in surprise, and it was messy in the wind for a while.

In front of me was a huge pit, the bottom of which was smooth and hemispherical, as if it had been dug up alive by a huge spoon.

There is nothing left.

"Impossible!"

Zheng Xiu jumped into the pit with the orange cat in his arms and walked around the pit, but found nothing.

"What are you wondering about?"

The orange cat in her arms suddenly made Anne's voice.

"Impossible, no candles, no rituals, why is Baili Village still gone!"

Zheng Xiu suddenly had doubts about the "conclusion" that he had deduced not long ago, if there were no candles, no candle layout, and no "ceremony" once every 100 years, why the tragedy in Baili Village was still staged.

Anne seemed to enjoy the feeling of being nestled in Zheng Xiu's arms.

It squeezed its furry head into Zheng Xiu's placket.

It's not an unacceptable thing to be held in the arms of a stupid container compared to a dirty ground.

Anne understood, and lazily explained: "Stupid container, do you think that that 'phenomenon' was created entirely out of thin air by a mere person? ”

“…… Phenomenon? ”

Zheng Xiu stopped and held Anne in front of him.

“…… Hug. ”

Anne's face was unhappy, and her tone suddenly turned cold.

Zheng Xiu hurriedly hugged the orange cat in his arms.

Anne's tone softened instantly: "It's just a very common phenomenon. Like the sunrise, like the sunset, like the rain, like the snow, like the tides. That's all. ”

Anne said a terrible thing in the most ordinary tone, in the most ordinary metaphor.

Zheng Xiu wanted to say that this was a lot of human lives, but when he thought of the hundreds of millions of twisted corpses under the jade foot in the "Jade Foot Hell", he suddenly closed his mouth.

The levels are not the same.

In the eyes of such an existence, human life may be more despise than ants.

Zheng Xiu looked at the deep pit in front of him in a daze.

He realized that he had misunderstood, and he had always misunderstood.

It was the first place that Zheng Xiu arrived at after becoming a [prisoner].

Now, he finally understands why it's here and why it's there.

The tragedy in Baili Village was not planned by Candle. Rather, it is a "phenomenon"!

Even if there were no candles, the tragedy in Baili Village would still happen.

"Haven't you given up yet?"

Orange asked.

"What?"

"A container named Fengbei." The orange cat had already seen through Zheng Xiu's careful thoughts, but it was too lazy to break it, and it asked strangely: "This is just the lowest way of reproduction among 'their' humans, a pure instinct and impulse, you can learn it when you learn it." Isn't that human named Yue Linglong the same to you? ”

Anne couldn't understand Zheng Xiu's persistence: "Even if the container named Fengbei is still alive, she is detached and leaves, but you can't go." You'll never see her again. ”

The orange cat pointed to Yue Linglong, who was anxiously running here: "Look, there's nothing wrong with her." Even if I am a noble being, even if I can't understand your dregs called 'feelings', I can tell you that she is the best for you. She is with you and will give birth to a powerful offspring. ”

Zheng Xiu didn't answer, and walked again, without direction, casually.

As he walked, Zheng Xiu ran up, panting heavily.

Yue Linglong carefully slipped from the edge into the pit, her palms being rubbed off a layer of skin, and they were bloody. She walked towards Zheng Xiu, wanting to ask her husband what he was thinking. But Zheng Xiu was already running in the pit with the kitten in his arms.

Yue Linglong looked stunned and involuntarily stopped. That back made Yue Linglong can't help but have a thought that she doesn't want to accept. At this moment, Zheng Xiu's back is very similar to those children in the clan who lost their beloved toys, dazed and helpless, but stubbornly unwilling to seek help from adults.

Zheng Xiu ran from here to there, from that side to this side, and after running a few times, he finally stopped at the edge.

"Now, Annie."

"You should call me Lady Anne."

The orange cat stretched out its paws and corrected earnestly.

"Yes, Annie."

“……”

"Do you remember the fish cakes?"

Anne licked her lips and nodded: "I don't remember, I haven't eaten it, it's not delicious." ”

Zheng Xiu smiled: "I asked her later, how to make fried fish cakes." I thought it would just be minced and fried in the pan, and the fragrant fried fish cake would be baked. ”

Suck and slip.

Anne wiped her mouth with her paw and smacked her lips, "Sounds good." ”

"Not really. It turned out that every morning when she got up, she would go to the market to buy the freshest river carp, go home and cut it up, carefully pick out the fine bones with chopsticks, and cover it with her hands to make powder. Speaking of this, Zheng Xiu smiled self-deprecatingly: "She knows that the orange cat is greedy, and when she eats it, she takes a big bite and doesn't force it, she is always afraid that the fishbone will get stuck in the throat of the orange cat, and she will always pick the fishbone to the point that there is not a single left; ”

"She would mix potato flour with fish, add fresh eggs, salt, and she would ask Squeaky to help them knead the fish balls into the shape of fish, which she said would make the orange cat more appetizing."

Suck and slip.

The orange cat wiped the corners of its mouth with its paws again, and its eyes became brighter and brighter.

Zheng Xiu showed a nostalgic smile on his face, his eyes were not focused, and the usual picture of a woman with tied hair on her face, covered with white powder, rolled up her sleeves, and was busy in the back kitchen.

After kneading it into the shape of a fish, she boiled the oil, put it in the pot, and she said that she had to fry it first, scoop it up, and wait for the oil temperature to reheat before frying it a second time. The fried fish cakes fried in this way are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, which is particularly delicious. ”

The presence named Anne soaks Zheng Xiu's clothes with saliva.

"Sounds good." Anne struggled to make her expression look more majestic, and she grimaced: "Go back and make some for me to taste, stupid vessels, that's all you have to worth." ”

Zheng Xiu shook his head: "What I want to say is, why don't you say I give up?" I now know how to make you understand. 'You' used to be in our Zheng family, and you were a group pet, and everyone liked it. ”

"Anyone else, knowing that you like fish, will at most fry fish for you."

"And Fengbei will make you a 'fried fish cake'."

Anne was stunned.

"Fish fried and fish cakes."

"This is the difference between Fengbei and others."

(End of chapter)